Busty Babysitters Volume 1: Bribing the Sitter

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You're welcome," he replied. "You deserve every penny. Kathy and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you."

H...uh..." John stammered. He started to shake and cough just like the old man in that famous book by Nabokov. Andrew closed the door and went upstairs to finish getting ready. By the time he and his wife came downstairs, Rachel was busy playing with the children in the family room. He noticed that she had put on a long flowing cardigan that had three buttons buttoned that made her clothes look considerably more conservative. Andrew suspected that this was for his wife's benefit or was she just trying to mess with his head? John put in almost a full day of work finishing up his quarterly reports. He would be happy if he never saw another spreadsheet or SQL query for the rest of his life. When it was nearly six, he called Rachel and let her know that he was on his way home. The rest of the weekend was non-descript and Monday came just a little too fast. The following week was a long exercise in de-motivation.I bet," Rachel replied. "I'm sure you would have been much happier at a Foo Fighters or Def Tones concert." Well Tommy couldn't take it anymore. He simply had to molest her. "Maybe she wants it?" he thought.

The next morning John woke up late. The alarm hadn't gone off or maybe he just forgot to set it. Usually Kathy reminded him. "Damn her," John muttered as he ran into the shower. He threw on some clothes and ran down the stairs. He was immediately greeted to the scent of eggs and bacon wafting from the kitchen. Don't worry about pizza, Mr. Greene. I'll cook something up. Just let me know when you'll be home. I love to cook, and I've got two really good helpers in there. Say good bye to your dad, guys," she called into the family room. Of course," Rachel replied, giving John a huge smile. "Um...would it be okay if you could give me a ride home? My car isn't running and my mom gave me a ride over here."That was another strange response. Andrew was tired, though, and didn't let his mind linger on it. "Are you ready?" Now at least, he was calmer and could be around her a little longer without so much urgency to cum. After calming down a bit he got some more water and acted as if everything was normal. After all, he had been sneaking around the house staring at her and beating off a couple times already, but all was normal, la, de, dah. Tommy then went to the bathroom to wipe himself down and dry himself off. Even after shooting off twice, he was still up for some more gawking. Uh...that might not be a good idea," he said. "I don't want you driving home after drinking and I don't want your parents to think that we're...partying here or something. In fact, you probably shouldn't be drinking at all" John followed her into the house and was greeted by the unmistakable smell of spaghetti and fresh garlic bread. John could feel her gaze on him. "Oh it was fine," he lied. "Well, Kathy enjoyed it a lot more than I did."