NEW STORY TITLE: Babysitter So Fucking Sweet
My busty little babysitter is hard to resist.
eNJOY..
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The kids were screaming, and my wife was out back, smoking another cigarette. Sometimes I can’t wait to get out of the house, even if it means spending more time with Shelley, who’s been growing meaner and colder as we age.
It was going to be about ten more minutes until our new babysitter came by. The last one went to college last week-we’d used her ever since our oldest was born about six years ago. The old girl was so sweet, and was going off to study educational psychology. She was great with the kids.
We found the new girl on Craigslist. She just graduated high school and she’s 18 years old. She’ll be here in about ten minutes. I hope she has those magical babysitter powers. The good ones can make the kids stop crying before we even leave the house. Shelley can’t do that. And I can’t do it either… Don’t get me wrong-I love the kids. We have three beautiful small children. Just a dad isn’t the same as a mom. And I don’t think Shelley has been that good of a mother to them. And she hasn’t been that good of a wife to me. She used to be so fun, and sexy. We were just young punks in the city. Cut ahead a few years and she’s so wrapped up in all the small town bullshit I was hoping we would avoid, gossiping on the phone and making enemies with other moms.
I’ve kept my body in shape-I’m 45 and muscular, with salt and pepper hair. I’m about 6’2. Shelley used to be a skinny little thing but after years of church bake sales, she’s become unrecognizable.
The doorbell snapped me out of my thoughts and I greeted the babysitter.
“Hi! Are you Mr. Wilson?”
“You must be Tess.”
The vision before me smiled and I lost my breath. My cock leapt to life the minute I laid eyes on this little babysitter. Tess was short and small, maybe 5 feet even. She had a compact body, super fit, and I wondered from looking at her shapely thighs and tight calves if she was a soccer player or a dancer. Her waist was impossibly tiny, her eyes were bright blue, her hair was wavy and blonde. I tried to avoid staring at her oversized tits, which sat high on her tiny frame, wrapped in a tight tank top, bra straps visible. I was hard. I’m not that good at gauging bra sizes but they must have been D’s or E’s at least. Her top was low-cut enough that I could see the tops of her huge boobs, and the soft flesh jiggled a little with all her movements. I would soon come to find out that she moved a lot, bouncing up and down when she talked, skipping instead of walking… She had to know the effect it all had.
“Come on in,” I said. “We’re just getting ready to go.”
Tess bounced in, and the kids came running to meet their new sitter.
“Hi guys!” she said, bending down to rub their hair and learn their names. In a few minutes she was in the back room, playing with them. Gone were the tears, the petty fights they were just playing and laughing. So she did have the magic powers. Shelley came out from the back and grabbed her purse. She tightly asked if I was ready.
“Do you wanna meet the new babysitter?”
“No, not particularly.” she said.
I shrugged. “Why not?”
“I don’t know, John.”
“Alright, then we can just leave,” I said. “Let me go give her some quick instructions.”
I walked into the playroom and was greeted by the sight of my babysitter’s tight, perfect ass. She was kneeling and bent over, showing the kids something. They were in rapture. I was too. Fuck, she was hot. Bent over like that, I could see the backs of her creamy thighs. I couldn’t see her panties but I’m sure if I kneeled down too I could see them. I didn’t. Instead I cleared my throat.
“Hey Tess, just a couple things,” I said. Tess jumped up and came toward me, her huge tits bouncing up and down in her little tank top. I tried not to stare.
“Yeah?” she said. Her voice was so sweet and innocent. She looked up at me, her puffy, pink lips slightly parted.
“Um. Bed by 9. Emergency numbers are on the fridge. We’ll be home around 11. We can drive you home.”
“Alright! Thanks, Mr. Wilson! See you soon!”
The kids jumped up and hugged my leg.
I shook them off and left in a hurry, hoping she couldn’t see the bulge in my jeans.
That night, Shelley ignored me as usual. But during intermission I convinced her to take a shot of bourbon with me and after that she was much more playful, squeezing my hand and actually smiling at me.
“I’m sorry I’ve been hard on you these past few years,” she said in a quiet moment after the play. Her eyes were starting to glaze over with tears. I grabbed her hand and we walked to the car.
“I know, baby,” I said.
“It’s just been hard. Having kids. Gaining weight. Being away from my family.”
I held her in the car while she cried. I loved her. She was my wife. We made a few promises to each other that night to try harder, to be better. I felt good about our relationship for the first time in a while. When we got home, Tess had put on a big hoodie and was curled up watching TV.
“Hi Tess,” Shelley said. “Sorry I didn’t get to say hi earlier.”
Tess jumped up and said hi. God, her smile was incredible. She had huge lips and bright white teeth-kind of like a young Julia Roberts. After a little hey-how-were-the-kids chat, it was decided that Shelley would drive Tess home. I sat on the couch and exhaled. When Shelley got back, she crawled into bed with me and I put my arm around her soft, doughy body. She pressed her ass into my crotch but it took a while for me to get hard. Well… it took until I thought about our babysitter’s tight ass and big tits. I thought about her lips wrapped around my dick, her blue eyes looking up at me. Then I got hard. Shelley and I had the best sex we’d had in five years.
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Things were good between us for a while, and then one day I ran into Tess at the gym. I didn’t even realize it was her at first. I was on a treadmill, admiring the curves of a blonde girl in front of me. She was on one of those machines where you sit with legs spread out on either side of a little bench, lifting weights above your head. Her tits were so big that I could see them on either side of her body from behind. Her tight ass was spread on the bench. I salivated wondering whether I’d be able to make out the lips of her pussy through her tight work-out shorts. It wasn’t until this magical woman got off the machine and turned around that I realized it was her. She started rubbing her towel all over the weight machine. Her tits jiggled and swayed back and forth. I was mesmerized.
“Tess!” She looked up and grinned. She bound toward me and my cock sprang to attention. She was a little bunny with huge tits and huge blue eyes. There was something doll-like about her face. I wanted to dominate her. I wanted to make her my pet. I wanted to spank her and force her to take my thick, 9-inch cock in her tiny little pussy.
The guilt came over me just as fast as the lust did. Things were just starting to get good between me and Shelley.
“Hey, Mr. Wilson! How are you?”
“I’m good, Tess, how are you doing?”
“Good! Just trying to keep in shape during the off season.”
We talked for a while longer. She was a soccer player, I was right. While we were chatting, she kept sucking on her water bottle and looking into my eyes. Luckily my hardening cock was hidden behind the front of the treadmill. I was too afraid to look but I thought I could see her nipples hardening under her sports bra. I had to get out of there. But the need to keep my cock hidden kept me stuck.
“So when are you gonna need me?” she asked, spinning a little and wrapping those big full lips around her water bottle.
“What!” I gasped.
“As a babysitter.” She laughed. She knew how hot she was. She was driving me crazy.
“Of course. Well. Um. I think Shelley and I might be going to our cabin in a few weeks and leaving the kids at home for a weekend. Would you be okay with staying over night?”
“I think so! I’ll have to ask my daddy…” She winked. It was quick. But I swear she winked.