One night a while back, I’d finished up early with work for the day. So, as per my routine, I rushed out of my office to be with my kids. I was very much looking forward to my evening—that is until a turn of events with Sophie, my babysitter, who has been with me for a while and even does some household work.
One night a while back, I’d finished up early with work for the day. So, as per my routine, I rushed out of my office to be with my kids. I was very much looking forward to my evening—that is until a turn of events with Sophie, my babysitter, who has been with me for a while and even does some household work.
She didn’t complain about my many demands because I paid her generously. She was nineteen years old and very devoted to looking after my two kids who were twins.
I drove over to my place before I parked, I noticed an old Toyota parked across the street. I loved Muscle cars back in the day, and still do. I got out of my car and walked to my place admiring the vintage leather seats of the Hellcat.
Inside the house felt weirdly silent. I didn’t hear the kids. The TV was off. It was lifeless. The kids have dozed off on the couch. The nanny was nowhere to be found. It’s been a while since I’ve hired her and she didn’t seem like the person to be irresponsible and slack off. Maybe it’s an
emergency, but she should’ve called or at least left a message.
On the kitchen counter I found two beers open. Now I didn’t mind her having beers, but not while alone with the kids, she is barely legal to drink. I got pissed off. I went through the corridor to check the bedroom, if she’s sleeping on the job. Then I heard it.
It was a soft groan. Sex noises. The door to my bedroom was ajar. I peered to catch a glimpse of the insides. Sophie was on her all fours completely naked. There was a guy behind her, holding her hips, his face contorted, forehead wrinkled, trying to fuck my babysitter. I could see his
skinny dick, glistening with a condom, weakly going in and out of Sophie. It was a terrible performance, Sophie seemed to be enjoying it. They still didn’t notice me.
I was pissed. I felt like I was robbed of something, my respect. I was betrayed. I opened the door making a loud creak and caught their attention, the dude freaked out and fell off the bed, and rose again a second later trying to pull up his pants. He had kept his shirt on. The condom was still on his dick, while he ran for the window and bailed out. I saw him out the window running to the Hellcat, revved the engine and sped off.
I moved my glare towards Sophie, she was trying to cover herself with the blanket. The blanket used to stink a lot. Now I know why. It’s the other guy’s cum. The realization made me furious. Sophie started stuttering and stammering trying to explain her way out of this. I didn’t pay attention to her and ignored her, but kept glowering at her.
“I’m disappointed”, I told her coldly. She freaked out more. And started begging me and apologizing. I didn’t care. I walked to the dresser, I was tired, I removed my jacket and loosened my clothes and untucked my shirt.
I walked towards her bed. “You disrespect me on my bed, while my kids are sleeping”. Her panties were lying on the edge of the bed, I picked them up and threw them away.
“Please…Mr. Brown. It won’t…” “These sheets smelled of his spunk”, I interrupted her tugging at the sheets she was using to cover her naked body. I tugged harder, she didn’t let go out of fear. I gave her a murderous stare and with a one jerky motion, pulled the sheet off her body and threw it away leaving her naked on my bed.
She didn’t let me see her breasts, she was covering it with her arm, but it was in vain. Only her nipples were fully out of my view and her pussy was right in front of me. It was fully shaved. At that moment I realized how sexy my babysitter was. She was slim but her ass and boobs were large for someone of her frame. My dick was coming into full attention gradually.
Her eyes were teary, she was almost sobbing. “You’re a whore Sophie” | despised her. Then I bent over and calmly inserted my middle finger inside her wet pussy. She squirmed and threw her head back. I started working my finger inside her, while I brought my thumb to her clit, that tipped her over the edge, she started kneading her own breasts and then ran them through her hair and back again. My dick was really hard and aching at this moment.
She tried to say something but I could make it out, I didn’t even pause my fingering. With my free hand I wrestled my pants and after putting some effort I was able to drop my pants and boxers to my ankles and kick them away. Sophie wasfar too busy enjoying my fingers to notice this.
She was moaning now. Her boyfriend must’ve been a big show off. Poor Sophie had never enjoyed herself this much. I pulled my fingers away and grabbed her thighs a little below the knees and positioned myself between her legs. It was too late when she realized what was, happening I entered her.
She was really tight and wet. She was moaning more than ever, but I didn’t care about her pleasure. She just wanted to use her youthful body to take it off. I was on top of her now, keeping up the rhythm. Sophie felt amazingly comfortable with me. Her moans were now high pitched. Her body trembled and twitched, her body flushing with the sensation of her first orgasm. It was easy to satisfy her with my experienced cock.
Then I felt my own orgasm building and I increased the pace of my thrusts, pulling her soft breasts out and preparing them to explode. But at that moment something beyond my control happened and my thrusts became harder and I squeezed myself deep inside her tight juicy pussy, holding her there.
My dick was throbbing with pleasure. I exploded inside her. She felt the thick semen being released. I remained inside her for a while after her orgasm subsided. Then she slowly backed away, her face full of fear, but she dared not complain.
Sophie didn’t contact me for the rest of the week.
A few days later I saw her riding in a Hellcat with her boyfriend. The car caught my attention. She was fine until she saw me.
At the end of the next week, I was in the kitchen. It was about 10 o’clock. She walked into the kitchen, careful not to catch my eye. It was time to pay, I had the check in my hand. I went over to her and handed it to her. It brought us closer together. Although she was nervous, she received the check. I gave her the option to leave, but she stayed.
“What else do you want?” I asked.
“I…it…” She blushed, her eyes darting all over the place, definitely avoiding my eyes. “Tell me what you want, Sophie,” I said gently but firmly.
“It’s nothing, Mr. Brown…”
I had an air of authority towards her. I used it to pull the sundress she was wearing up to her waist. She wasn’t wearing panties. I put it down and without saying a word, I took her hand and went to her bedroom.
She followed obediently, a look of longing etched on her face.