The Babysitter (take two)

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Jim checked is watch. 7:17. If he didn't leave soon, he would never make it to the city in time. He looked at the door again with anticipation "Where is this girl?" he thought to himself. "I told her she needed to be here by 7:20 and I don't see her."

"Breathe," He reminded himself. Your getting antsy in your old age. She still has three, no two, minutes before she is late.

Why he was so unnerved today. Maybe it was because of the stupid tuxedo he was wearing; or the fact that he was turning old today. "Older" he reminded himself. It's not like today is much different than yesterday. Just one day. "But it's a big day." Not everyday one turns 45. 45! As if that weren't enough, the firm has to have a bit 'thing.'

"OK, put your ego in check." He reminded himself. It wasn't just about him tonight. As a matter-of-fact, his birthday had only been tacked on as an afterthought. Really they were celebrating a big win over a lousy company that was screwing it's employees. He and his team had spent several years building the case, and the settlement had been announced yesterday. Guess if you make the firm millions of dollars, then they want to commemorate that by making you dress up in a silly outfit. But did they have to get a cake?

But that's not really what this is about, either. He finally admitted it. This isn't about tuxedos, or birthdays. It's about not having anyone to go with him. It's about having two fabulous children but needing to trust them to a stranger, who, despite excellent references, can't seem to get somewhere on time.

Jim picked up the stack of mail, he fumbled through the junk and several birthday cards, pretending to care, before he threw the stack back onto the kitchen table. He checked his watch again. 7:19.

As he took yet another breath to calm down, and as he exhaled, the doorbell rang.
 
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OOC ashley cuminners 18 5'5 130 shoulder length blck hair 35C chest.. I ring doorbell and as you answer saying sorry car trouble wouldnt start right sir. I am wearing a pink halter top that ties at the neck tan denim shorts 2" below my ass and 3" tan wedge sandals.."ok sir what do I need to know?"
 
I let you in and show you around quickly, introduce you to the children and apologize that I can't stay long enough to tell you everything.

"The kids should go to bed about 8:30, so you can just make yourself at home. I should be back about an hour later."

As you sit with the children, I gather up my things to go. I pop my head back into the room to say goodbye to the kids, but instead, I stand quietly in the doorway. I am struck by your shoulders, exposed by your top. I watch for a few moments as you move easily with the kids, I am taken by how cute you are. Your ass accentuated by what are arguably too-short a pair of shorts, but I wasn't complaining. The kids were too young to know and I was really enjoying the view.

"OK, I'll be back in a few hours. Call if you need anything Ms... Ms.... I'm sorry, what was your name again?"
 
Jim left, but his mind stayed on the girl in his home all night long. He had a hard time focusing on the party because he kept wondering what the young lady was up to after the kids had gone to sleep. "What did she say her name was? Alice, Ashlin, Ashley... Yes, that must have been it."

Too distracted to really enjoy himself, Jim made excuses to leave a little earlier than he had planned. He headed home, knowing that the kids would be asleep, and hoping to get to know this new babysitter a little bit.

When he got home, Jim noticed that not only was the light in the kids room still on, but the light in his bedroom was on, too. He didn't see any movement in his room- so obviously someone had gone in and was no longer there.

As he entered the house, Jim heard noises from the kids room. He wandered in to see the two kids and the babysitter watching a movie. "There room for an old man, too?" Jim asked.
 
OOC sorry for delay forgot about this one... With a smile I say sure as they had a rough time sleeping. you sit next to me on edge of bed as they have fallen asleep watching movie.
 
There isn't much room and as I plop down, I have no choice but to have my legs pressed against yours. But the children sleeping on the other side of the bed force us to sit in what some might find to be a bit of an intimate position.

The evening had been a total drag, and I absentmindedly start taking off my bow tie and dress shirt. "You don't mind if I get a little more comfortable, do you?" I ask, tossing the clothes into the kids' hamper.

Next, I try to find a comfortable place to rest my arm where it won't . I finally settle for it resting on the bed between us, it is almost touching you, but as long as you don't move, nobody would accuse me of being indecent.

Suddenly, one of the kids adjusts, pushing closer towards you forcing you to...
 
it causes me to lose balance and out of instinct I put a hand out to brace myself. I look down and gasp as my hand rests on your crotch. red faced I say "OH my! I..I am sorry Jim I didnt mean to put a hand there" I gasp embarrassed as I withdraw my hand to my lap.
 
"Shhhhh- the kids are asleep" I smile. "We wouldn't want to wake them." I whisper. "Besides, it's not that big o' deal" I reassure.

But my mind flashes back to your hand in my lap, and I stiffen just a little bit thinking about all the possibilities.

After it becomes clear that the kids are still sound asleep, I slowly slide my hand under the blanket and towards your lap... "It only seems fair," I whisper into your ear "that if you get to put your hand in my lap, that I should get to do the same."
 
Thinking nothing of it I laugh and say "I guess thats fair. What I dont realize is the shorts I selected always had trouble with the button staying closed and the zipper was loose. The button was open as you place hand on lap as movie goes on. Te kids stir a bit but they are heavy sleepers.
 
Smiling at how easily that seemed to work, I sleet my hand land in your lap. But instead of landing on your shorts, as I expected, I feel the soft skin of your lower abdomen, It is then that I realize that you're shorts are unbuttoned, and that my hand is actually resting inches away from far more sensitive areas.

Given the ease with which you had agreed, I take the liberty of gently exploring with my fingers, wondering which, if any, panties you might be wearing-- and more importantly how trimmed or shaved that young little pussy of yours might be.
 
"ahh Jim what the.." I gasp as i feel your hand on my belly. it is just above where shorts are open. I feel you hand at edge of shorts as I ask what are you doing as i go to block your hand.
 
"Shhhh" I whisper. "don't wake up the kids...." I remind you, my fingers sliding down into your shorts. "besides, remember, it's only fair, after all, you were the one who's hand was in my lap first."

"Unless you would prefer to make it up to me in a different way."
 
"Ji..mmm...Jim we cannnot do this" I gasp not wanting to kids to awake and see us like this. My breathing picks up as i feel your hand slide deeper into my open shorts and play with the waistband of my lacy thong underneath for a sec. I go to block your hand from further exploration but its too late as you feel my bald pussy.
 
"Ash..." I reassure. "Of course we can. The kids are sound asleep" I whisper. "Besides, it is only fair... you did start this." I remind you, my hand sliding under the lace of your panties and across your smooth, soft skin.

"Oh, my, that is sexy." I praise, my hands brushing across your smooth mound and lips before unceremoniously sliding a finger into your tight, smooth pussy.
 
I begin to say "Jim I didn..." then I gasp as your finger darts into my tight teen pussy which I was not expecting at all. I try to worm my hips away but only makes your finger slide deeper as my eyes grow wide from the feeling hoping the kids dont wake.
 
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