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The Babysitter Did It Ch. 01

By: suomynona69



It was a heatwave type of day. Thirty-two degrees Celsius and sunny blue skies. I decided to head home. 

No I didn't have a valid reason, but I did have a "good" one. The kids were home with the babysitter and it was their nap time. 

The babysitter, who my wife had hired mind you, was breathtaking to say the least. Long blonde hair, eighteen with a cute face - that's a requirement for me. And she had a swimmer's body as she was a qualified lifeguard. 

In this heat, I figured she must be in something skimpy and I thought I'd pop home and enjoy some eye candy.

I had some free time in the afternoon at work. Maybe I'd have some imaginative time to myself in the men's washroom.

I parked the car in the driveway and went through the front door so she wouldn't hear the garage door opening.

Checked on the kids - yep they were asleep. No Krissy in sight though. I looked through the glass door leading out to the deck and pool and could just see through the railings that she was lying down on a beach towel catching some rays. She seemed to be wearing a yellow swimsuit with little material to it.

Sweet! I ran back upstairs to get a better view out the en suite bathroom window. I couldn't believe it.

I'd hit the jackpot. Krissy was actually sunning topless. I was hard in an instant. Her breasts were gorgeous.

Firm, beautifully shaped with nice nipples that looked hard and ready to suck.

Her face was looking away from me so I was safe. I climbed up on the side of the jacuzzi, carefully positioned myself at the side of the window and pulled my pants down. One hand on my balls I started ever so gently to stroke my dick.

I wanted to enjoy this possibly once in a lifetime opportunity as much as possible, but I realized I wouldn't be able to last for too long. 

I decided to stop and to risk going downstairs for the binoculars. Racing back upstairs, blood was pounding throughout my body. Please let her still be there! Luck was still on my side. My beauty was still there as I raised the binoculars to my eyes. I had to sacrifice having one hand on my gonads but hey, everything comes with a price.

As she came into view, I got harder - I could see beads of sweat on her breasts and imagined their salty taste on my tongue. I scanned down the rest of her body and saw what I hadn't been able to see at a distance. She'd been in the pool already. I could tell because her swimsuit bottoms were wet and as a result tantalizingly almost but not quite completely see through. 

I started to stroke harder. The pressure was quickly building and just as I was about to come a brilliant idea came into my mind and I let the binoculars drop around my neck and grabbed my dick with both hands to prevent an orgasm.

I decided that looking through the window and binoculars was great and all - but a lot like watching the girls on those webcams while there was a living, breathing beauty right there in my yard.

I wanted, no needed to be next to her. If I was quiet enough I might get a really good close up view for a second or two.

I snuck downstairs, using any possible ninja skills I had. I silently made my way closer to where she was and for the first time was happy that my pool pump was fairly noisy. She had the kid monitor nearby but thankfully there was no noise coming from it. 

I devoured her body with my eyes from about 5 feet away. I'm not sure why, but I decided to say, "Nice day, isn't it?"

As expected, this gave her a start. She half sat up quickly which gave me another position to remember her breasts in for later. Perhaps thats why I did it. As expected she was a bit flustered as she looked around to see who it was. She caught my eyes and looked me up and down. What I didn't expect was her calm answer. "Best day this summer." I couldn't believe it but she made no move to cover up her tits! Instead she motioned me to come have a seat nearby. I don't remember the 1.3 seconds it took me to get there. I took off my socks, rolled up my pants and put my feet in the water. If I were by myself, I might have cared how nice it felt. My feet were not on my mind. 

She said something, I must have answered something clever because she laughed. I don't remember anything about the conversation. I just remember the bouncing of her breasts as she laughed. She reached into the pool and grabbed a hand full of water that she slowly poured on to her chest. 

"It's so hot," she said. 

I followed the droplets running over her nipples, past her belly button and down to the tiny triangle of her swimsuit. 

"You must be boiling in that suit. Seems a bit silly."

I started to get up, my mind in a fog and mumbled, "I'll go change into my trunks."

"Why?"

That simple word cut through my mind, racing around with the potential meaning. I was half-way between standing and sitting, looking like a fool I'm sure. I had sucked, fucked and cheated on my wife hundreds of times with babes galore - at least in my mind - but had never really considered acting out any of those fantasies. Now here was this demigoddess making some unbelievable innuendoes. 

I didn't so much make up my mind as much as turned my mind off. I stood up, took my jacket off, followed by my tie and my Oxford buttoned down shirt. Socks were next. Then, with only the briefest pause I unbuckled my belt and the pants were gone too. So I was down to my boxers which aren't really designed to hide a hard on. I looked down and then to her and saw that she was looking there too. "Now that's better, isn't it?" she asked.

I sat back down. She got up and came and sat next to me - her leg against my leg. Her shoulder touching my arm. We just sat like that for a few minutes and the electricity going through our skins was real. I think we could have powered a light bulb or maybe a dildo.

I was chicken shit and was paralyzed. Thank god she was not. She reached over and started to ever so gently run her fingernails from the top of my knee to the bottom of my underwear. Up and down, slowly. "Don't come, don't come," I started to repeat to myself. 

This was it.

I reached across and cupped her left breast. I used my thumb to brush her nipple and then gently squeezed it. She let out a sigh. Now I was in action. I went to kneel next to her, pulled her head back and kissed her sumptuous lips. Our tongues met and swirled but I broke it off. I had another target and my lips closed around her right nipple. I started to suck. I heard her say a guttural "Ooh!" 

I'm pretty good with my mouth if I do say so myself. I believe my wife and previous girl friends would agree. I switched to her left breast to give it some attention too. I fit as much of it as I could in my mouth and suction sucked. I twirled my tongue around and around her nipple.

I felt her finger nails now brushing my cock. I think she knew she had to be careful otherwise some things would end prematurely. She guided my cock through the pee-hole in the boxers and started to use her finger tips. Up and down. "Oh god!"

It was time to go for gold. I jumped in the pool which helped calm me down a bit, went in front of her, lifted her feet and then pushed her legs up by her thighs. She lifted her bum slightly to help me peel off her bottoms. A perfectly shaved pussy was what greeted me. I wasted no time and put my head between her legs, but I didn't touch her. I just breathed heavily onto her clitoris. This didn't last long because she pulled my head in to make contact and I traced my tongue from her anus, slowly all the way up to her clitoris. I stopped there and started to flick it with my tongue. I sucked and licked. Sucked and licked. I started to speed up and she started to quietly whimper. She leaned back on her arms and I took a mental snapshot that I would treasure for life. Venus if there ever was one. Her face was contorted but still beautiful. Her breasts started to tremble. Then her thighs and she began to buck. I held on to her ass pushed the tempo of my tongue a tiny bit higher. WIth a "Yes!" she came into my mouth and I hungrily swallowed everything I could. 

As her panting slowed down, she told me to get out of the water. She ripped my boxers down and put my cock into her mouth. She knew what she was doing because she used one hand to cup and gently massage my balls while the other held my dick and it was her tongue's turn to go around and around. She sucked my head and then started sucking up and down the whole shaft, all the while playing with my balls. I started to pump into her slowly while holding her head.

"Ugh" was all I could manage. She pumped me some more with her hands, sucked some more, squeezed my balls and I came in her mouth. My beauty swallowed every drop.

Spent, I kissed her on her lips and we tasted ourselves on each others lips.

Just then, sounds started coming out of the monitor.

She jumped up, quickly put on her swimsuit, gave me one more kiss on the lips and said, "This is going to be a great summer!"

I nodded drunkenly thinking, "Two more months to go. I've died and gone to heaven!" 

The Babysitter Did It Ch. 02



 Chapter 2 - The five senses

Monday morning. 11:40am. I raced home trying to be careful not to go too fast since a ticket would just slow me down. Since Friday when Krissy left me spent by the pool I'd been looking forward to Monday, not really able to think about anything else either at home or at work. 

What made it worse was that for some reason I'd decided to have a masochistic weekend and didn't masturbate. This morning I'd been seriously on edge and almost told my boss to, "Fuck off!". I kind of wish I had. I bit my lip instead. The small taste of blood added to my excitement. Weird. As far as I knew, there were no vampires in my family tree. I like to think I'm funny. 

I tried to focus on anything and everything to calm myself down and not walk around the office with a flagpole sticking out. 

As I turned on to my street, a sudden apprehension hit me. What if Krissy didn't want to? What if she decided she regretted the whole thing? What if she told someone what happened? Like her dad. What if? What if?

"Oh grow a pair," I told myself and pulled into to my driveway. I crossed a line on Friday and there was no crossing back. Not that I wanted to. 

No sneaking around today. The garage door was already open. I fumbled my key and dropped it. I grabbed it up and with trembling hands put it into the lock only to discover that the door was already unlocked. A tad odd. I opened it partway and stepped inside. My eyes first went to the baby monitor on the floor to my left. It was on with no red bars showing. Good. In a second, I realized that if the monitor was here, then Krissy must be near by. 

I opened the door further and looked to my right. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Holy Shit!" I thought with a capital 'H' and a capital 'S'.

There was Krissy, sitting on one of our rattan chairs. Buck naked. Legs spread open. Each leg tied to a chair leg with a flimsy white silk scarf knotted into a neat bow. Each arm was on an arm rest with a partially tied scarf around them - just the first part of the knot. I inhaled sharply. As if this wasn't enough, what really blew my mind as well as almost blowing something else was the fact that Krissy was blindfolded. 

I was about to tell her, "You look marvellous!" but stopped. I stood there thinking for a second. I don't know if this is what she'd had in mind, but I realized that since she couldn't see me, if I said nothing, she couldn't be sure it was me. With the garage door open and the door unlocked, I could be anybody - the mail man, the boy next door, his father, his mother. The possibilities excited me too and I realized the open doors couldn't have been for me to get in 5 seconds quicker. I decided I was going to hold my tongue - well at least as far as talking was concerned. 

I closed the door behind me, walked towards her and stopped a foot away and looked down. Step one. I gently but firmly tied the scarves around her wrists into bows. She smiled and I saw her bite her bottom lip. It was a bit pouty. 

I wanted to take a mental picture of her. I studied her. Her blonde hair was partway down her back. Her skin was a nice light brown with no tan lines in sight anywhere. Naughty girl. I'd been in such a daze on Friday I hadn't noticed that.

Her breasts were perky and just the right size. They would pass the pencil test no problem. A pencil put under them would fall immediately. 

Her areolas were about the size of a quarter and a nice darker pinkish brown. There were little bumps around the edges with a hard nipple in the middle. Going past her flat tummy, my eyes went to her pussy. My turn to lick my lips. Both sets of her lips were slightly parted and both looked moist. I tore my eyes away and continued down her slender legs and finally on down to her toes. 

I was afraid I'd forget the details and without putting any real thought into it, I whipped out my smartphone, focused for a moment and took a picture with its 5 megapixel camera. Since these cameras make an audible click when you take a picture, she heard it and I'm sure she knew immediately what it was. 

She blushed ever so slightly, which was cute, and looked like she was about to say something but didn't. Spurred on by that fact, I started snapping a few more pics. She tried to pose. In fact, I could swear this little nymphet was trying to open her legs more to give me a great shot. This girl was unbelievable. I went for a close-up picture of her pussy. I don't know if she was worried about these pictures ending up in the public but I would never do that. For now though, I was going to leave her with her uncertainty. 

I had sated my sense of sight and it was time to move on.

First I quickly undressed and threw my clothes over a laundry basket.

I began by inhaling the smell of her hair where it met her forehead. She smelled like fresh daisies. I moved slowly down her face to her cheek and stopped to breathe in. I could feel her breath on my cheek.

She leaned forward suddenly and bit my ear lobe. I pulled away and we were both smiling. 

I resumed to discover all the scents of this woman. Under her arms which had a faint smell of perspiration. Down past her breast I decided to jump to her feet and move upwards. 

When I reached between her legs I inhaled deeply. I love the smell of pussy. Each one a little different but always that intoxicating "Je ne sais quoi". I blew ever so gently onto her and she tried to move her pelvis up to make contact, but I wasn't ready for that so I quickly pulled away. 

Two senses down, three to go. 

I went to the garage, grabbed a pair of ear muffs I use while cutting the lawn on my John Deere, went back in, adjusted them to her smaller head and put them on her. Her eyebrows raised in surprise. Next I went to the kitchen, opened a drawer and took out a round, long, thin wooden spoon. From another drawer I got a rubber band and finally from the washroom I grabbed a tissue. I wrapped the tissue around the handle and secured it in place with the rubber band. I went back into the laundry room, stood next to her and waited. 

She fidgeted a bit. 

I waited. 

She opened her mouth, presumably to call out and changed her mind. 

I waited.

She trembled a little. Was she cold? Worried? 

I waited. 

I looked down between her legs and noticed a dark spot on the white cushion. Somebody was excited. Just when I figured the sensory deprivation was about to get to her, I brushed the tissue against her cheek. She jumped so much the chair moved sideways a couple inches. I brushed her other cheek and then down her forehead, nose, lips, chin and throat. She started breathing heavily.

Next I went down her arms and then went behind her. The small of her back was all that was available to me there. I gently swished it back and forth. A bead of sweat appeared on her temple.

Back in front, I traced the backs of her calves but intentionally no higher than her knees. I jumped back up to her tits and started doing 'X's across the nipples. She gasped and then started this very soft low pitched moan. It looked like she was going to break her silence satisfying my fourth sense. 

One more spot. I started first with the inner thighs to within a couple of inches of pink heaven. Up and down. Up and down. She was shivering again. 

I paused for what I considered dramatic effect and then I passed it across her pussy, so lightly that if it wasn't for her reaction, I wouldn't have been sure there had been any contact. It was as if an electric shock had been applied to her box. 

Now she started to whimper more loudly and as I continued, she finally broke down and said in a squeaky voice, "Please." 

I continued and words started to pour out, "Please, oh god, please. I need you to touch me. This is killing me." She was speaking loudly but she couldn't tell because she still had the ear muffs on. 

I noticed that the wet patch on the cushion covered most of the white triangle formed by her beautiful inner legs.

"Yes, that was good, but now I need more!" she said. She continued with her requests/orders but it hadn't quite reached the fever pitch that I was aiming for so I stopped completely and backed away.

She stopped talking immediately. Without sight and sound she moved her head around and used her nose to sniff to see if she could tell where I was. 

I look of determination came over her face and she forced herself to just sit still. I was impressed by this young girls self control. But it didn't last. It couldn't. She said, "Ok. You've seen me. You've smelled me. You've heard me. You've touched me, barely. That leaves just taste. Please. Pleeeaaasee!" She raised her hips off the chair.

"Come on you bastard!" she said. "I want it now! Come on!"

Still I made no move toward her.

She started to whimper some more and this time I think she was actually starting to cry, with anger, desire, a whole myriad of emotions.

"I hate you!", she said but it was quickly followed by, "No, no, no I didn't mean it! I love you! I'll do anything! Anywhere! Anytime! Give me what I need!" She was starting to become hysterical. 

I smiled. "Now we're talking!" I thought. She was begging.

I moved forward and licked the sweat that had gone from her temple down to her chin. I licked the tears that were running down her cheeks. Nice and salty.

I took her bottom lip into my mouth and sucked it and then bit it.

Her breath was starting to speed up. Then I attacked her right breast and sucked hard. My dick which was hard as rock brushed her thigh and I thought we were both going to come. Thankfully neither of us did. She moaned a load "Oooh!" while I just barely managed to maintain my silence. I stayed on her breasts for a few minutes and then got up.

I had one more trick up my sleeve.

I went to the freezer and got out a single block of ice.

She started to yell, "Don't you dare! Don't you bloody well dare stop!"

I ran some water over the cube and quickly hurried back. I was worried that she might start screaming and wake up the kids.

I held the ice just above her pussy so that the cold drops fell onto her clitoris and then made their way down her pussy. After a minute of this I put the cube directly onto her clitoris. I was hoping to numb it a bit.

It was finally time and I guess Krissy instinctively knew it.

When I took the ice off, she lifted her hips off the cushion once more.

My tongue started at the space between her anus and her cunt and slowly traced upward.

"Yes!" she said in a voice that sounded like it was coming from a succubus.

I licked up the full length of her pussy and then sucked her clitoris. She took a sharp intake of breath and held it. 

"Oh sweet Jesus this tastes like heaven!" I thought. "If I could milk her and bottle this into a drink, I could retire in no time!"

Fortunately, the ice had done its trick and she didn't come immediately.

I repeated the full-length licking a few times and finally settled on the hard candy at the top. I sucked. I rotated my tongue around it. I picked up the pace. She started pumping her hips into my face and I pressed my chin into her pubic bone. 

A crescendoing "Ah" escaped from her mouth and she came in a frenzy like a wild animal! 

She sat back down panting.

My turn, though without any ice, I didn't expect this to last long.

"I hope you're going to fuck me!" she said.

Oh, how I wanted to, but I had already decided not this time.

I stood up and put my cock in her right hand. She grabbed it and gave a few pumps. Then she reached for my balls. She started to squeeze and said, "I should pay you back for what you did to me!"

She squeezed some more but just on the borderline of it crossing over from sexual play she let go.

"Except that I loved what you did to me!"

I moved into position and put my penis onto her lips. She opened them and took my desperate cock inside. She deep throated me a couple times and then started sucking up to half way. I started pumping. I couldn't take it. Her tongue rotating around me was driving me crazy.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" I thought.

Just as I was about to come I pulled out and came over her face and then onto her chest.

I don't think I'd ever had an orgasm like that before.

I slowly dressed. I decided to take one last gorgeous picture of her covered in my come.

I gave her a kiss on the lips and took the ear muffs off because I wanted her to hear my next move.

I went out the door and locked it. After a few seconds I closed the garage door.

I had stopped on the first step and leaned back on the door with my ear to listen.

After a few seconds I heard Krissy say, "Hello? Hello! Hey! You forgot to let me go!"

Silence and then, "Oh shit! Oh shit! This is not good!"

I held my ground.

"Oh fuck! If I'm found like this…Oh fuck!"

I opened back the door and went inside.

"Bastard!" she said but she was smiling.

I undid the scarf around one wrist. One more kiss and I was off before she could remove her blindfold.

I wondered what next time would bring and this time I knew there would be a next time.



The Babysitter Did It Ch. 03



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***

Crap. I had been so looking forward to coming home at lunchtime on Tuesday. I got hard every time I thought of Monday's escapade with Krissy tied naked to the chair in the laundry room begging me to touch her.

But they wanted me for some stupid set of meetings down in Waterloo. I had to take the early morning twin propeller flight to get to my first meeting.

I muddled through my morning meetings but when lunchtime came around I had a pavlovian reflex and got so stiff it hurt. I declined going to lunch with my colleagues and instead headed to one of the more secluded washrooms. I went in to the large stall for disabled folks and whipped out my phone and my cock. 

I pulled up the pictures I had of Krissy and put them into a presentation. I wished I had taken video - maybe next time. I paused on the picture of Krissy covered in my cum and pumped. I came so hard that some spilled onto the floor. "Shit!" I wiped it up and myself as quickly as possible and struggled through the rest of the day. 

We worked late into the night, even through dinner, because I was trying to get the stuff done earlier than planned so I could get back to my Krissy. People just thought I was being dedicated. Fools. By the time I got back to my hotel room and downed a quick Glenlivet I quickly drifted off to sleep.

Wednesday was pretty much a repeat of Tuesday like the movie "Groundhog Day". It wasn't going well. It looked like I would have to stay until Friday evening after all. My wife was pissed but since she could tell how much I wanted to come back home, she actually didn't give me too hard a time. She thought I missed her and the kids. Kind of funny and sad at the same time. 

By Thursday my withdrawal symptoms were getting worse. I was having trouble concentrating for any length of time. I told my co-workers that I needed to do some preparation work from noon to 1:30pm and that I'd be working from my hotel room. I created a new Skype account - poolsidelaundryroom - and prayed that my wife had stayed logged in. I initiated a video call to my home. It rang several times. "Come on, pick up Krissy!" I whispered. Skype dropped the call. I anxiously waited a minute and then called back. 

***

Krissy heard the familiar ring of Skype. Her boyfriend, likely soon to be ex-boyfriend, called her frequently from out West. The first time she just ignored it as she figured it must be for Mr. or Mrs. Adams. When it rang again she decided to have a look-see.

When she saw "poolsidelaundryroom" calling her heart stopped. It had to be Mr. Adams. He'd always be Mr. Adams to her, never Jack. When she was about seven, Mr. and Mrs. Adams moved in across the street. She'd had a crush on him forever. She'd actually gotten her babysitting license just so that one day she could be his babysitter.

While she had certainly fantasized about episodes along the lines of what had recently happened by the pool and then later in the laundry room she'd never actually believed anything could happen. He seemed happily married to Mrs. Adams and with the arrival of the twins she thought that would pretty much sew up his marital bliss.

It was Mrs. Adams who had hired her. She felt a tad guilty about that but nowhere near enough to do anything differently about it.

On Tuesday she'd sat naked in the chair in the laundry room for two hours hoping Mr. Adams would come home during the kids' midday nap. She'd managed to find out from Mrs. Adams that Mr. Adams was away on a business trip but she hadn't dared try to find out when he was coming back. That would be too suspicious.

On Wednesday she'd again sat naked waiting and when he didn't show up she'd masturbated because she couldn't take it anymore - she'd had "blue pussy" or whatever the female equivalent of "blue balls" was called.

She'd found that she was having difficulty concentrating on anything else. Her friends had called her to go out the last three nights but she'd turned them down. They probably thought she was missing Mark but she'd been avoiding him too. She made up excuses every night when he rang on Skype - the excuses were getting flimsier and flimsier and he was probably starting to wonder.

She'd even started biting her nails again. A habit she thought she had kicked a year ago. She managed to limit it to just her pinky on her left hand but it was in danger of starting to bleed. 

On the fourth ring she reached for the mouse and answered the call but without video - she wanted to be sure first.

***

I was about to hang up when the call was answered. I heard a hesitant, "Hello?" It was my angel on the line. 

"Krissy, it's me."

"Mr. Adams! God I've missed you!" she blurted out.

Even before, I got excited when Krissy used to say "Mr. Adams" but now with our recent adventures it was twice as good to hear those words coming out of her sweet lips. There would be no "Jack" allowed from her. "Mr. Adams" was how it was going to stay. 

"Just a second," she said. She got the video going and my lovely babysitter came into view wearing a pink slinky camisole and a pair of shorts that could easily moonlight as panties.

"You look like a sex bomb," I said.

Krissy blushed and said, "Well, I am ready to explode."

"Are you wet?" I asked.

"Almost constantly," she said. She grabbed the webcam and put it between her legs so that I could see close up the moist camel toe. Still wanting to prove it, she stuck her left hand into her shorts for a second and when she brought it out, two of her fingers were wet.

"Suck them," I said.

First she put her index finger into her mouth. She pulled it out slowly and then inserted her middle finger into her mouth. This time though when she had almost pulled it out she shoved it back in.

I inhaled sharply. We hadn't fucked yet and we were both acutely aware of it.

"Why didn't you fuck me the last time?"

"You know why," I said. I had no doubt she did. Just thinking about the last time caused my cock to hurt in my pants.

"If you're not here Monday, I'm driving to Waterloo."

I smiled. She was so sincere.

She was absently rubbing her hand around her nipple which was pushing through her top.

"How long do you have?" she asked.

"About an hour."

"Ok, don't go anywhere." She disappeared off the screen. She came back with her black handbag. She opened it, fished around for a moment and pulled out a gaudy looking purple dildo. "I know it looks ridiculous, but I've tried a number of them and I've found that this "Lavender Pummeler" does a great job when the real thing's not available. Mr. Adams, show me your cock."

No way I was turning down that order. I got up and pulled off my pants and underwear. I was very hard.

"Now put the webcam so it shows me a closeup."

The desk had a pullout tray for the keyboard and I balanced the webcam on it.

"How's that?"

"Perfect. It fills my screen and looks to be about 15 inches!"

"Well I'm sorry dear, you're going to be in for a big disappointment."

She giggled. "Don't worry. I still remember what it was like to have it in my mouth and I wasn't disappointed. My pussy is going to be just fine. Speaking of pussy..."

She stood up and I watched as she slid off her shorts. No panties of course. She brought the webcam and stuck it right in front of her pussy which filled my screen.

Instinctively my tongue came out and made a licking motion.

She put her fingers over her pussy. I noticed that she had cut back her nails a bit and had pink and silver stars on them. She rubbed her fingers up and down her pussy slowly. She pulled the finger tips up to the top of her pussy and rubbed her clitoris in circles. This caused her pussy to open a bit.

"Mr. Adams. Where's my show?"

I was so mesmerized, I'd sat there staring. Not like me to miss an opportunity to touch myself. I grabbed my balls in my left hand and the head of my penis in my right. I slowly started pumping my dick while gently massaging my balls.

Krissy took both hands and pulled her pussy lips apart so that I could see the home that my cock was longing for.

"You want it, don't you?"

"Oh, yeah."

As I pumped some more, some pre-cum started to appear at the tip of my cock. It made my hand a bit wet and slippery. I was starting to sweat a bit and the smell was in the air. I lifted up my hands and inhaled deeply. I love the smell of sex, whether it's me or the woman I'm with.

There were some milky drops slowly dripping out of Krissy's pussy.

"Smell yourself Krissy."

Her fingers disappeared off the screen and I heard her inhale deeply. From the sound of it, she liked what she was smelling. Her face filled the screen grinning. "I'm not sure why, but that was kind of dirty Mr. Adams. I liked it."

"Now get naked Krissy. I want your sweat and pussy juice to be absorbed by my leather chair. The next time I sit down to masturbate I want to feel like it's part of your skin touching me."

Krissy got up and turned around. I was looking at her lovely ass. She bunched up her camisole and pulled it over her head. Her back was exquisite. I wanted to trace my finger tips from the nape of her neck to the small of her back.

"Now turn around. Squeeze your breasts."

Her hands encircled her tits. She squeezed the right one and lifted up the nipple. She bent her head, stretched out her tongue and flicked it around the nipple.

"Wow, I didn't know you could do that," I said as I picked up the pace a bit with my stroking.

"Oh Mr. Adams. You have no idea what I can do," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

"I look forward to learning your various talents Krissy. Now sit back down and stick two of your fingers into your pussy."

"You think you can tell me to do whatever you want and I'll just do it, eh?" she asked.

She glared at me - well my cock really.

But then she laughed. "Who am I kidding?" She sat back down, shoved her pussy into the camera and promptly inserted two fingers up to the second knuckle. 

"Now move them slowly in and out."

She did as told. "Keep going. Imagine it's my cock going inside of you. Look at it."

I heard an, "Mmmm" and assumed that Krissy was doing the looking and imagining that she was told to do.

"On Monday it will be my dick going in...and out...in...and out."

I heard Krissy whisper, "In...and out...in...and out" in perfect synchronization.

After a few minutes of this mutual masturbation with Krissy repeating her mantra and both of us picking up the pace I said, "Now look at my cock, Krissy. Look at it. This will be inside you on Monday."

To be honest, while I hoped looking at my cock was exciting for Krissy, I'd always known that I'd had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in me but had never really acted upon it. Now Krissy looking at my cock was exciting me. I imagined that maybe she was rebroadcasting the video to other girl friends and they were watching me too.

Up until things started with Krissy, those kinds of thoughts used to be exciting but mixed in with a bit of embarrassment and a fair bit of shame. I was starting to change because now it was just raw excitement.

Let them watch. Let them all watch.

"Krissy, see how I'm going to cum inside of you."

"Yes, do it. Keep doing it. Fuck me."

We both started pumping faster.

"Stop Krissy." Krissy continued pumping. I said, "Stop it."

"What?" said Krissy sounding confused and slightly annoyed.

"I said 'Stop'."

"What? No!"

She continued.

"Krissy."

"What the hell? I mean, what Mr. Adams. Why should I stop?" There was almost pleading in her voice but she did stop.

"Get the Pummeler."

"Oh yeah...right."

The purple monstrosity came into view.

"Now rub your clitoris with it. Good girl. Now push it in."

I watched as the head entered her pussy.

"All the way in."

I was starting to breathe faster as I took my pumping to the max."

"I'm going to watch you cum Mr. Adams. Faster Mr. Adams. Don't hold back. Make the camera dirty. Show us what you got."

Us?

I was not in any state to ask questions like, "Is that the royal us?" and frankly I didn't care. Not true really, since my imagination wanted it to be the non-royal "us".

"Watch me Krissy. Watch me!"

I shot my load over the webcam, the laptop screen the keyboard and some on the floor.

I held on to my cock and slowing brought out every drop while continuing to watch Krissy.

"My turn Mr. Adams," she said. She started to moan. I turned up the volume on the laptop to max. I wanted to see and hear as much as possible. I wondered if the walls of the room were thick enough to block the sound, but new, improved Jack didn't really care. In the past I would have been paranoid and put on headphones. Now I thought, "Let them hear and jack off themselves."

Krissy got louder and faster. I knew this couldn't last much longer. Suddenly she let out a loud "Oh" and squeezed her legs together holding the Pummeler in place. The backs of her thighs quivered and trembled for what seemed like minutes.

She zoomed out and she looked radiant - flush, shiny sweat on her brow, nipples at attention. I think she was a bit high on endorphins. She started to talk in a stream of consciousness way, "Oh Mr. Adams...that was so good...I probably shouldn't tell you this...oh what the hell...I imagined you weren't the only one watching me...that your colleagues were watching me...shit why am I saying this...please don't get turned off or think I'm sick...but that was so much fucking fun..."

"Krissy. Say anything and everything. I'll never judge you or think less of you. Just be you. I'm forty and I'm now learning this. As the song says, 'You're fucking perfect.'"

She leaned back with a beatific smile on her face and closed her eyes. Slowly her breathing returned to normal. 

"I'd better get cleaned up. Oh and Mr. Adams."

"Yeah?"

"You'd better be here Monday ready to fuck or I'm coming looking for you. I'm getting addicted to you Mr. Adams."

"Ditto, kid. Ditto to everything you just said. Till then."

I blew a kiss and hit "End call".

"Holy shit!" I thought. That made it worth the wait that we'd been forced into.

I set my watch to count down the hours until Monday lunch time.

***

When I got back home it was the same old same old. A hundred things to be done in between taking care of the kids. Since according to my wife I'd been away "enjoying myself" at the remote work location I needed to make up for it.

Meanwhile I could barely focus - I kept checking my watch as it counted down the hours to Monday lunchtime. After brunch on Sunday, I'd had enough. I told my wife I was going out to run some errands. I headed to the mall. I got myself some shaving cream from the Body Shop, browsed in the bookstore and the Future Shop.

My tummy rumbled a bit so I decided to head over to the food court on the third floor to have some New York fries. As I was getting closer to the court a fiery redhead caught my eye. Long hair down to the middle of her back, she wore an ultra short red and black checkered skirt that showed legs worthy of the old ZZ Top "Legs" video. Her top was a white tight fitting little number that screamed, "I'm not wearing a bra, boys!"

As I was wearing sunglasses, I was able to stop and just look in her general area and follow her carrying her tray back to her table.

That's when I noticed the bevy of girls that she was with. They were responsible for the cacophony of laughter and chatter that I'd heard when I approached the food court. "This must be the in-crowd," I thought for they were all lookers. Red-heads, blondes, brunettes, caucasian, oriental, south-east asian, black - every creed and colour were represented. The one thing they all had in common - they were all hot. I was not the only one admiring them I noticed. There were various other men, and some women, who were either watching them openly or attempting to be surreptitious about it. You could tell that the girls knew they were being watched. It seemed like they were putting on a secret show.

As "Red" was putting her tray down, she leaned over and kissed a brunette on the lips. Ok, so maybe her top was yelling, "I'm not wearing a bra, girls!" Nothing wrong with that in my books - a lot right actually.

I continued to scan the group and stopped on a blonde beauty. My heart stopped a second later when I realized it was my blonde beauty - Krissy. I couldn't believe it and without thinking about it I took my sunglasses off just to make sure. I'd never run in to her outside of my home or our street.

I guess the movement of my arm caught her eye and she looked over. It must have looked like I was waving. She'd been smiling her beautiful smile while talking to her friend but when she saw me her eyes lit up. She jumped up and waved. "Mr. Adams, hi! Come join us."

I'm sure I turned beat red as a lot of the eyes in the area turned to look at me. I was praying there was no-one else around who knew me.

I figured avoiding Krissy and running off would look suspicious. "What the hell!" I thought, "It would be so good to see her since she was the only thing I could think about."

I smiled, walked over and gave her a two-cheek European "hello" greeting.

"Mr. Adams, this is my gang of friends."

"Gang of friends, this is Mr. Adams - the one I babysit for."

"Oh," said one or two of them.

I wasn't sure what to make of that.

"Hello ladies," I said.

"Jen, ain't no lady!" said an ebony girl.

Jen, I presume, a cute Chinese girl replied, "That seems like 'The pot calling the kettle black'."

They all laughed at that, including the ebony girl. It seemed the cattiness was all in good fun.

"Move over 'Lady Jen' and let Mr. Adams have a seat," said Krissy.

"Umm...I really can't stay," I said.

"Just for a minute," she replied.

I sat down.

We looked at each other awkwardly for a few seconds. Krissy sipped her Coke.

"What are you doing for the rest of the afternoon?" Krissy asked.

The other girls were pretending not to be listening in to the conversation, but it was clear that all ears were on us.

"Ahem...I dunno. I've kind of finished my errands so I was probably going to head home."

"We're going to see a movie in thirty minutes. Wanna come?" She had paused and slightly stressed the last word.

Stalling for time while this sunk in, I asked, "What movie?"

"Does it matter?"

I blushed again and a few of our neighbours smiled.

A thousand and one thoughts ran through my head. I figured I could get away with it from a "home" perspective. I'd tell my wife I had decided to do some shopping around for the barbeque that I was planning to buy. That could easily take a few hours with all the choices. But Krissy was hinting at more than just watching the movie and there was this whole group to consider.

"Screw it!" I thought. I chose the path that day by the pool. "Whatever happens, happens. Might as well enjoy." It was clear that by this time, my dick was doing the thinking for us.

"Yes...I mean 'No' it doesn't matter, 'Yes' I'll join you." I intentionally avoided saying, "I'll come with you."

"Great!" said Krissy and she leaned forward and whispered, "I promise you won't regret it!"

I secretly adjusted my boner so it wouldn't poke out and stood up. "I'll meet you at the cinema in fifteen minutes. What is it we're seeing?"

"The Jennifer Aniston one."

That was fine with me. Jennifer was always one of my top-ten sexiest women. Rumour had it that she might be topless in this film which was R-rated.

I headed over to a quiet area to call my wife and give her the BBQ line. It went smoothly. I headed over to the cinema and was there before the girls. I didn't want to be hanging around outside the doors with all the girls - who knew who else might be there - so I decided to just buy all of their tickets.




The Babysitter Did It Ch. 03



I saw the beauty queens from far away strolling to the cinema like they owned the place. Krissy was in the lead. I could swear her skirt was a couple inches shorter than a few minutes ago. A man walking in the other direction suddenly decided he needed to tie his shoe. He looked up as they passed and I'm sure he could see Krissy's panties. Krissy actually winked at him. It seemed Krissy also had a bit of a serious exhibitionist streak. I filed that away for later.

They approached and started to head for the ticket kiosks.

"Girls! I got all your tickets here," I said.

"You're so sweet," said Krissy.

"Nice of you sugar," said ebony. She was the first one to come collect her ticket. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek as she took it from my hand.

"Ok, this is backfiring," I thought. I glanced around quickly but thankfully none of the other patrons looked familiar. I know it's silly, but just getting a kiss from a sexy eighteen year old was exciting. 

Red was next. She said, "Thanks" with her kiss. This repeated again and again. Jen was last of the group. She kissed me full on the lips and passed the tip of her tongue around the inside of my lips.

"Yeah, yeah Jen. Back off. This one's mine," said Krissy smiling and gave Jen a slap on the bum to get her going. Jen turned her head as she walked off and said, "If Krissy won't do what you want, call me - I'm up for anything and everything."

"In your dreams Jen. Now go on."

Krissy came up to me and I guess she decided she wasn't going to be outdone by Jen. She also kissed me on the lips but also pressed her body up to mine. "Naughty, naughty, Mr. Adams. Are my friends making you hard?" She grabbed her ticket and headed off. 

Well if someone had seen me, I would never be able to explain that one away. I followed Krissy, staring at her tight ass which was putting on a show.

We went to get some popcorn and drinks. "Can I have my butter on the side?" asked Krissy. She insisted on paying for my popcorn and drinks.

We headed in. The trailers had already started so it was fairly dark. It was a medium sized cinema and not packed. The movie had been playing for a couple weeks. 

The girls headed up to the back two rows in the top right corner. They filed in but left the last two seats in the corner for Krissy and me so I had to squeeze past some of them to get to my seat. Each of them had a different but intoxicating scent.

Krissy gave me the corner and I sat down painfully.

The girls in our row, including Krissy, all took off their shoes and put their feet up on the back of the seats in front of them. Their friends didn't complain. It was quite a sight given the mini-skirts. Jen who was sitting next to Krissy had on sheer white half stockings that I planned on including in my upcoming fantasies.

Unlike the other girls, Krissy had her feet on either side of the chair and her mini mini-skirt could not cover her panties in this position. Every time the screen flashed brightly it caused Krissy to flash me.

Krissy leaned over. "You're not watching the screen, Mr. Adams."

With difficulty, I tore my eyes away and watched the trailers. The lights dimmed and the movie started. I kept glancing at Krissy but she seemed absorbed in the film. She held my hand as if this was just an ordinary date.

I didn't know what to make of it. Did she after all really bring me here just to watch the movie? After fifteen minutes of this, I gave up and started to focus on the movie. It was not bad - actually I'm a bit of a sucker for romantic comedies. Romantic comedy or not though, I was still on the lookout for Jennifer's boobs - none so far but some pretty sheer clothing.

Krissy folded back the armrest and leaned in to me. I put my arm around her and kissed her on her cheek. I noticed Jen looking at us and I smiled sheepishly.

It was nice. It reminded me of doing the same thing with my wife when we were young and carefree. Before the whirlwind of feedings, diaper changes, putting to sleep, doctor visits, baths and constant worrying were added to the standard mayhem. I missed those days. It seemed like I was being given a second chance.

On-screen, Jennifer was making a move on some guy - I think he had the forgettable name of Bob or something like that. She started to run her hand up and down his leg. It took me a second to realize that I wasn't being empathetic with Bob and that Krissy's hand was actually making it's way up and down the inside of my pants leg. I pretended not to notice though the growing bulge in my pants I think was a giveaway.

Krissy pulled down the zipper on my pants and put her hand inside the opening. She gently rubbed my cock. I looked down the aisle, but it seemed none of the girls had noticed.

Next Krissy unbuttoned my pants. As I was wearing boxers with a button on them she decided to unbutton those and pull both my dick and balls through so that they were in the open air. 

This time I noticed Jen was looking at us, or more specifically at my cock. I noticed her tongue was just sticking out of her lips and she was slowing moving it around. She noticed I was looking at her but she did not turn away. We stared into each other's eyes for a moment. Her slanted eyes were beautiful, filled with an intelligence and a raw sexual energy that threatened to devour. Her long hair was tied up into a pony tail. I wondered what it would be like to ride that pony.

Then two things happened. Fortunately, this was one of the newer cinemas so it had lots of leg room or rather lots of eighteen year old body room as Krissy moved to kneel between my legs.

At the same time, Jen lifted her hips and started to peel a pair of violet thongs off. Once they were off, it looked like she used them to dry her pussy.

She reached across Krissy's seat and held them under my nose. I inhaled deeply, excited by the scent of yet another pussy. She put them in front of my mouth and I sucked some of the material. 

Krissy meanwhile had been observing what was happening. She took the panty out of my mouth and looped it over my cock. Then she began to slowly and gently rub it up and down my cock. The light touch of the silk was heavenly.

Jen meanwhile reached between her own legs and started to rub her pussy slowly. I couldn't really see much though I did manage to see that she was clean shaven.

My heart skipped a beat when something landed in my lap. It took both Krissy and myself a second to realize it was another pair of panties. White ones. I looked down the row and something hit me in the face. Red panties. After removing them I saw the cute blonde next to Jen smiling as well as Red. Both of their legs were now splayed open and they were following Jen's lead as well in masturbating.

Krissy took the two new panties and let me smell each one of them. Then she took the three of them and wrapped them around my dick. She started working it up and down. This was certainly not what I had hoped for since there was no way I could ever even have dreamed up such a fantastic fantasy.

So that was the end of our row watching the moving. They were watching Krissy working my prick and I was watching them masturbating and watching me.

"Holy Shit!" I thought. "I guess my luck's gonna run out some day but thank god not before today."

After a couple minutes though, Krissy threw the panties back to Red and tried to give Jen back hers but Jen just shook her head. Krissy stuffed the panties into my jeans pocked. She replaced the panties with her mouth. First it was just the tip of her tongue that flicked the head of my penis. I remembered from the first time by the pool that Krissy really knew blowjobs. I idly wondered how many she had done before and if any had been in this cinema.

She lowered her head and closed her lips and mouth over the crown of my cock and sucked slowly. She reached her right hand between my legs and started to gently massage my balls.

Oh yes! This was the kind of stuff that people made up in stories - way better in fact. In art though, the "suckee" would probably hold back to extend the pleasure and give the reader a nice build up.

In real life however, while living a fantasy come true, I just wanted to come and come. I put my hands on the sides of Krissy's cheeks and gently pushed her head down all the way. I knew she could take all of me. Krissy had other ideas though. She actually took me out of her mouth. She let some spit form at the front of her mouth and do a long fall through the air onto my cock. She then went back to a slow hand job. She lifted up my cock and put one of my balls into her mouth. 

I held my breath. This always made me nervous. I think Krissy sensed this because she was extra gentle and by the time she moved to my other ball I was able to just enjoy it. 

Krissy started unbuttoning her white blouse. Her bra was was the type that was a bit frilly and barely covered her nipples with lots of her areolas showing. Krissy opened it from the front and her beautiful breasts greeted me. She reached under her seat and brought out the small container of butter that she had gotten from the concession stand. I'd completely forgotten about that.

She poured some butter onto her breasts and pushed them together to surround my cock. I'd never actually had a Hawaiian muscle fuck. I started to pump into her breasts. I saw that Jen was tracing around her nipple with her left hand while continuing to finger fuck herself.

I couldn't take it much longer. I pumped faster and faster and not long after I put my head back, closed my eyes and mumbled, "I'm coming!" Krissy released me from her breasts and I shot my first load into her mouth. A second later she took her mouth off and I figured she was going to let me come on her face - she knew it was something I enjoyed. I opened my eyes for the view just in time to see Jen's mouth engulf my cock to suck me dry. I pumped her mouth and I'm sure I shot a way bigger load because of this surprise. Jen swallowed every drop. She gave Krissy a kiss on the lips and went to sit in the blonde's seat. Blondie was busy imitating Krissy's performance but with Red's pussy getting the attention. Jen started to rub herself again and I think she was now in the queue.

I knew I couldn't fit in the space between the seat and Krissy so I raised the armrest between Jen and her and made Krissy lie down across all three seats.I put my thumb on to her pussy and rubbed her through her panties. I pushed her panties inside her a bit so that there was a large wet spot on them. A perfect trophy. I leaned close to her to be able to talk. "You won't be needing these," I said as I shoved them into my pocket.

She bit her lip, frowned a bit and said, "I'm taking the subway home. Someone might see me."

"Good for them," I said. "They'll have a pleasant memory to masturbate to."

She smiled a wicked grin. "Maybe I'll let them take a picture." 

"I treasure mine," I said. "I've had to clean my phone a few times this last week."

"Eat my cunt. Now. Please!" said Krissy.

I moved back down so I could put my head between her legs. I licked around her pussy lips. No trace of stubble. Krissy must be regularly shaving.

I flattened my tongue and covered Krissy's pussy with it. I curled the tip to a point and slowly traced it's length up to her clitoris.

Krissy moaned a bit too loudly for my liking. I mean, I liked it but we were in a public place.

"Shhh baby," I said but I wasn't convinced she was going to listen.

I moved to her buttery breasts and sucked a hard nipple. I traced my tongue around it. 

Unexpectedly, Jen reached over and pinched Krissy's other nipple. Then she grabbed her breast and held it up for me. I licked the nipple and ventured out further licking both Krissy's breast and Jen's hand at the same time.

I gently bit Krissy's nipple. I kissed Krissy on the lips and exchanged some spit with her.

I moved back down and sucked her clitoris a bit and without warning shoved my index finger into her.

"Oh!" she said in surprise. It was a quiet point in the film and I thought I saw a few people glancing around briefly.

Jen meanwhile was now having her pussy eaten too and I think she was worried that they were going to get caught and stopped before she could have her release. She covered Krissy's mouth with her hand to try and keep her a bit quieter.

I single finger fucked her for a few strokes and then I increased it to two fingers. I pushed them all the way in and held them there. I went back to licking her clitoris.

Krissy started pushing her hips against me. I started to lick her faster and faster. Her muffled moans could be heard behind Jen's hand. I grabbed her legs and pulled her in to me. I sucked and sucked and as she started to cum I first heard an "Ow!" followed by seeing Jen pull back her bitten hand.

Then we and the whole theatre heard a loud "Oh god! Yes!".

The rest of the cinema went completely silent. Krissy tried to keep it down but I'm pretty sure most of the audience heard the rest of her orgasm over the dialogue on the screen.

There was a lone clapping sound and then another. Then a whistle and then it was the whole cinema cheering for what they had just quasi-witnessed. Into that racket, Jen leaned her head back, closed her eyes and came into Blondie's mouth.

We cleaned ourselves up and decided we weren't going to wait for the end of the movie. I and "the gang" filed out.

In the foyer, I received some compliments from the other girls.

"Nicely done, Mr. Adams," said Ebony.

Surprisingly, Krissy was blushing. "Everybody heard me," she said giggling with nervous excitement.

"No doubt about that," said Red. 

"I'm going to head home now," said Krissy. She leaned closer and said, "You'd better come at lunch tomorrow and fuck me!"

"I'll quit my job if I have to," I replied meaning every word. "Take a few pics for me on your subway ride." I chanced giving Krissy a quick peck on the lips and waved bye to the girls.

Time to go home and relive that one while jerking off. I couldn't wait until lunchtime tomorrow.



The Babysitter Did It Ch. 04



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When I got home Sunday I carefully entered the house so that Janet wouldn't see my raging hard-on. While driving back home I kept playing the scene over and over in my head - Krissy blowing my mind, not to mention that other part of my body, in the movie theatre surrounded by her "gang" of hottie girlfriends who were also either masturbating or being eaten. It was as if I'd taken a too many Viagra pills.

I was sitting at the kitchen table when Janet came down from putting the twins to sleep. 

"Did you find your new girlfriend?" she asked.

I spurted out some of the water I'd been drinking. "What?" I managed to get out.

"To replace Becky?"

"Huh?" I was totally confused.

"The new BBQ?" Janet looked and me and frowned a bit.

"Oh, right," I said. I sometimes named my bigger toys and "BbeQie", pronounced "Becky", was my BBQ. "Yeah, I think I'll go with a five burner Weber." 

"Well you'd better wheel her out in the middle of the night when she's sleeping. Don't forget 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'."

This was getting too weird but a psychotic thought ran through my head to tell Janet that my new BBQ was going to be called "Krissy". Thankfully my better senses prevailed. 

Janet walked to the table with a full plate and cutlery in her hand. Janet was no Krissy but she was good looking - a brunette with long hair and a cute face. Her body was getting back to having the curves in just the right places after giving birth. She was wearing a very low cut top and her nipples were poking through.

As she passed I got up and came around behind her. I pulled her to me and said, "You look sexy in that top honey. How about we do some of our own screaming tonight?" I pressed myself to her.

"Oh put that thing away," she said chuckling. "I'm wearing this top because it gives easy access to my breasts..."

"Perfect," I said reaching around to cup them.

She swatted my hands away and continued, "...which allows me to quickly feed Timmy and Tommy which I've just finished doing. All I have energy for is to eat this cold dinner, take a quick shower and crawl into bed to get a couple hours shut eye before the parasites demand room service. Sorry dear."

"No problem," I said good-naturedly. I would take matters into my own hands.

Later while Janet took her shower I took care of myself for the first time that night. An hour later the boner was back after I remembered Jen swallowing my cum in the cinema. My thoughts then turned to panty-less Krissy flashing some guys and/or girls on the subway. After an hour of being erect I had to repeat.

I drank a couple glasses of single malt to try to help but I still almost didn't sleep a wink Sunday night. Krissy and I had had three amazing sexual encounters but still had not "done the deed" yet. Lunchtime tomorrow was going to be bliss and I couldn't wait. Putting the kids back to sleep a couple times during the night after their feedings didn't help either.

At work the next day I was a bit of a "basket case" with anticipation. I put salt in my coffee and misspelled my bossy's name in two different emails. I kept glancing at my watch which for days had been counting down to Monday lunchtime. When it reached zero at 11:30am, I practically ran down the corridor lightly bumping one or two people out the way as I mumbled "Excuse me" or "Sorry".

I was going at least 30 km/h over the speed limit and wondered idly if a policeman pulled me over, and I told him why I was rushing, if he'd give me a police escort.

I turned the corner onto my street. It was all I could do not to pull out my dick and start stroking myself. I swung into our driveway and my heart almost stopped in shock.

*** 

On Sunday, Krissy and her friends had made their way on to the subway. They took up a whole section of a car where they alternated between chattering loudly away and sometimes huddling and whispering.

"Girl, he is fine," said Ebony. 

"He's a keeper," said Red. 

Jen, who was sitting next to Krissy with her head on her shoulder, simply said, "Thank you." She had a dreamy look in her eyes as if she was still picturing Mr. Adams' cock in her mouth. "Can I have Mark?"

Krissy thought that she was probably supposed to feel angry. Jen always seemed to want what Krissy had. From backpacks to skirts to cocks. She wasn't sure what was happening to her though. She'd lusted after people before and she'd thought she'd found love with her Mark but this seemed to be all that and then some. The only word she could think of to describe this was "obsession". She'd never been obsessed by anything or anyone before. It scared her a bit because she wasn't sure what she was or wasn't willing to do to satisfy her need for Mr. Adams.

She noticed the boy across from them was pretending to read his Batman Returns comic book but kept glancing over at her and the whole group. Like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct, Krissy uncrossed and then crossed her legs. The boy dropped his comic and his jaw in shock . Krissy winked at him. He bent to pick up his comic but kept his gaze upward. Krissy opened her legs wide and let the boy stare at her.

He took off his backpack and put it in his lap. He tried not to be obvious about it but Krissy was pretty sure that he masturbated right there on the subway.

"My kind of guy," Krissy thought.

As she got up to leave at her station she walked over to him, leaned over and said, "You should have just asked me to suck it for you."

She wouldn't have or at least she didn't think she would have but she thought it would give him something nice to jerk off to and it didn't cost her a thing.

When she got home she avoided her parents so they wouldn't see the skirt she had cut even shorter. There had been a small fight over the original length.

After her shower, she lay in bed naked planning Monday's lunchtime rendezvous. She was so looking forward to having Mr. Adams' cock inside of her. She wanted him to fill her and put her seed into her. She was on the pill so she felt the risk was low enough for him not to wear a condom and she wanted to feel his skin and not some rubber sliding in and out of her.

She wanted it to be special in some way and something more than the raw sex that they had been having – not that she didn't enjoy that immensely. She settled on what to do, masturbated and fell asleep.

***

"Oh my fucking god!" thought Jack as he turned into his driveway.

Janet's car was there. His erection was gone in a flash as thoughts raced through his head. He hoped to god that Krissy hadn't been waiting naked at the door for him.

While Jack had no wish for a divorce – he loved his twins and Janet when it came right down to it – if he was honest with himself, one of his worries was not being able to fuck Krissy today and maybe ever. 

"Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Think. Focus. Krissy's a smart girl so if she wasn't caught off guard I should be able to salvage this," thought Jack.

He walked boldly into the door to the garage and shouted, "Hey honey. You here too? What a nice surprise. Let's have a quick lunch together."

"We're in here," he heard Janet call from the dining room. Her voice sounded neutral which he hoped was a good sign.

He steeled himself and walked in.

There was my Krissy looking breathtaking sitting down talking to my wife. I caught Krissy's eye and could see a little panic in them but the scene seemed calm enough.

The table was set up for a romantic candlelight meal with a single rose in the middle. Ignoring it would be like ignoring the elephant in the room so I said, "Hello ladies. What's all this?"

"Look Jack. I'd been telling Krissy how tired I was to go out for an evening so she decided to get a romantic dinner ready for us. Isn't that sweet?"


"Really? How thoughtful of you Krissy."

"Jack will give you a little something extra to show how much we appreciate it. And look at her. Isn't she radiant? She was trying on her outfit for tonight. She's heading out right after I get home."

"Yeah, you look great Krissy," I said trying to seem like I was mostly being polite and not really looking at her. Truth be told though she was stunning. She had on a "little black dress" that was both sexy and tasteful. It showed off her gorgeous contours and came down to just below mid-thigh. Only a touch of makeup which suited her perfectly because she really didn't need any. Her hair was brushed back elegantly but thankfully not done up in some fancy style that didn't suit her.

"Yes, she's trying to get her boyfriend, or I guess I should say ex-boyfriend, off her mind. You remember Mark? The Silverton boy. Well he had the nerve to break up with Krissy. I mean look at her Jack. Would you ever give her up?"

"No. Not in a million years," I said nonchalantly yet meaning every word of it.

"Oh look. You're making her blush Jack. By the way, what are you doing home?"

"Oh, um, the boys were thinking of nicking off work a couple hours early to get in a round of nine so I came for my golf clubs and clothes. But I'll tell them to go ahead so I can come home and have this fabulous dinner with you." I went over to Janet and gave her a kiss.

"How about you?"

"Oh, I forgot my USB stick home and I need some stuff on it to put in my presentation this afternoon. Sorry I won't be able to have lunch with you. I'm just going to run up and give the twins a kiss and head out."

"Okay. I'm going to head back to work too then."

I got up and started walking to the laundry room. I could hear Janet on the stairs. Krissy followed me. I opened the door to go but turned back. Krissy was looking at me. I felt I needed to say something.

"Krissy. That would have been a very special moment in time for us. Thank you. I meant what I said. 'I would never give you up.'"

Krissy stepped quickly forward and put her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. Maybe it was just static electricity but I think it might have been the pent up energy in us discharging itself. My arms went around her waist. She had on a perfume I hadn't smelt before and it made my head swoon. We heard footsteps on the stairs again presumably coming down instead of up. I reluctantly tore my self away and yelled, "Bye dear!" as I stumbled to my car.

Needless to say I found the rest of the day at work comparatively uneventful. I came home at the normal time. As usual, Krissy was already gone. Janet and I had a romantic meal and after the twins went down, we made love for the first time in a long while. Janet assumed that it was because of how long it had been that I was so energetic. Maybe there was a little truth to that. But she didn't realize that in my mind I was fucking the living daylights out of Krissy.

***

After Janet drifted off to sleep I went down to my study to have a drink. I wondered what Krissy was doing. Did she really go out in the end? Did Mark really break up with her or was it the other way around? Either way I was glad. I didn't like the idea of any other male touching my Krissy. What were we going to do? 

All of a sudden, I had an idea. I sat down at my computer and logged in. I logged in to my "poolsidelaundryroom" Skype account and waited to see. I knew I was grasping at straws and didn't know how long I was willing to wait. Not ten seconds went by when I had an incoming call from a "cinemagirl". I answered and saw Krissy on the other end in what I presumed was her bedroom.

"Jeez, that was close Mr. Adams," Krissy started. Seeing me seemed to put her back in the moment as she started speaking quickly. "Lucky I had chosen to be decent today and she didn't walk in on my in my birthday suit...and when she asked about the romantic setup, well, my mind just blanked for a second but I think I recovered ok...and then when she asked..."

I looked around her room. Pink sheets, teddy bears, some posters of some musicians I didn't recognize, a Barbie alarm clock, a ballerina jewelry box – all typical of a girl's room. That was quite a contrast with what Krissy was wearing. It looked like it was straight out of a Victoria Secret catalogue. Black and white panties with a string for the waistband with matching bra top that barely covered her breasts. It continued down in a sheer material that opened at the front with a tie string hanging down from where yesterday I had slid my buttered cock. With Krissy's looks, she easily belonged in the catalogue.

"I missed you today Krissy," I said. That seemed to get through to her and bring her back to the present.

"You have no idea. I forced myself to go out since that was what I'd told Mrs. Adams. You know how sometimes when you're surrounded by people you feel all the more alone? Well that's how I felt in the clubs – all I could think about was you. How was your dinner?"

"Excellent. Thank you again Krissy for trying to give us such a special 'first time'. It means a lot to me."

"And after dinner?" asked Krissy.

"Um..." I wasn't sure what to say. How much would she actually want to know? "We um, spent the evening doing things we haven't done in a long time."

"So I got to mope and you got laid – great."

"Oh, oh," I thought. Was this where the trouble would start? We hadn't talked about what we were doing. I tried to read Krissy's expressions. I knew I couldn't be anything but one hundred percent honest with Krissy. I adored her too much for anything less. I took a deep breath and said, "Um...Krissy, you know I'm not planning to leave my wife, right? There's no way with the twins."

For a moment Krissy didn't say anything. She just sat there looking at the camera but I knew she didn't see me. She was looking inside. 

I started to mentally kick myself or rather my conscience. "You had to go and be all mister 'nice and honest' guy, didn't you? Now you'll never see Krissy again nor get the chance to stick your dick into that lovely pussy!" I felt stupid but I know I couldn't have done anything else and still live with myself.

"Yeah, Mr. Adams. I know," said Krissy finally. "I wouldn't feel about you the way I do if I thought for a second that you were the kind of man who could just up and leave your kids."

Things were looking up.

"I'll take whatever I can of you - it won't be enough but that'll make what I do take even more precious. Make no mistake. I will be taking everything I can." The bad girl grin was back. "So, what are we gonna do now?"

"I don't know. We're going to have to cool it for a while. I can't afford to get caught 'dropping' in at lunch time again. We're going to have to have a 'long distance across the street' relationship for a while."

She sighed. "I suppose you're right." A few seconds later she looked up brightly. "I have an idea."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Do you have something to make a blindfold?"

"I suppose."

"Ok, do it. And make sure I can see all of you."

I hesitated but then I got up and locked the door to my study.

"Good idea," said Krissy and she got up to lock hers.

"Holy shit," I thought. "Her door was open?! Her parents could have walked in any second."

I adjusted the webcam, took off my top which was a bit stretchy and was about to tie it around my eyes when Krissy said, "Wait a sec. I want you to have a nice picture in your head." 

She pulled open the bow on the string that was keeping the bra part of her lingerie tied. It opened to reveal her beautiful breasts and hard nipples. Then she bunched up her panties so they were wedged between her pussy lips.

She grinned. "That should be good enough for now."

I proceeded to tie the shirt around my eyes. I couldn't see a thing.

"How many fingers am I holding up Mr. Adams?"

"I'm not peeking Krissy."

She laughed. "Oh I believe you," she said. "I definitely believe you. Ok, now how about showing me that cock I was supposed to ride today?" 

I pulled off my pants and then my boxers. My cock was hard.

"There he is! Lovely view you're providing. Now tell me what you were hoping to do with it today."

"I wanted you to put it flat against my tummy and sit on it with your pussy. I wanted you to lube it with your pussy juice and then slide up and down my cock."

I cupped my balls with my left hand and started jerking off slowly with my right. 

"That's nice Mr. Adams. Really nice. You said I could tell you anything right?"

"Uh, huh," I said, half listening. Imagining that today had gone ahead as planned was taking most of my attention as I stroked myself.

"Well, I like to watch people masturbate...men...women...even myself sometimes."

That caught me by surprise. It was unexpected but not unwelcome. "Well, why wouldn't you? It's a beautiful thing to watch people who are really doing it."

"Yeah, not the porn actors."


"No. It's when it's real that it's special."

"And then when they come. I think I see a moment of divineness in their face."

"You sure you're just eighteen Krissy?"

She laughed. "So what else after I rubbed my pussy over your cock?"

"You would cup my balls, put your hand on the shaft of my cock and lower your mouth onto it. You would tease the head of it and then rise up and lower your snatch so it also took the head of it in."

"Hmmm...I like the sound of that. I'd use my pussy muscles to squeeze your head."

My hand was getting wet and sticky with pre-cum. I wiped my hand on my stomach and continued to pump my cock – now with a better grip.

"Yeah, Mr. Adams. Work it. What would happen next?"

I could clearly hear the sweet sound of Krissy shoving her fingers in and out of her pussy.

"Then you would slowly go up and down so that every time you went down you went another millimetre or two lower and eventually you would shove down hard on to me."

"As I go down, you'd push up with all your might. Get as far into me as possible."

"I would grab your ass and pull you even further down onto me. Then I'd start to rub your clitoris as you moved your hips back and forth on me."

I started to pump faster and I could hear Krissy doing the same.

The tension in my cock was building and I wasn't sure how long I had left. "I also want to watch you masturbating Krissy."


"I'm not masturbating."

The sounds of Krissy masturbating had not stopped.

"Liar!" I said playfully and pulled off my blindfold. And there was Krissy giving it to herself. I said, "I could hear you doing it..." and my voice trailed off. Something wasn't right. Oh it was sexy seeing her pleasure herself but there was something. Krissy had her knees up spread wide, eyes closed while finger fucking and playing with her breasts, And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. Krissy was fondling both her breasts. There was a third female hand that was the one making her cunt make the lapping noises.

"Oh my," was all I could manage.

Krissy opened her eyes and smiled and said, "See. Told ya. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some cumming to do. Hope you like the show. We've been enjoying yours."

"Holy crap," I thought. I wondered if it was one of the girls from the cinema. Jen maybe? The back of a head moved into camera view as it started to eat my Krissy's cunt. The girl had long black hair that was tied into a single loose ponytail. It couldn't be Krissy's younger sister or her MILF mom as they were both also natural blondes."

"Oh yeah, watch me cum Mr. Adams. Watch me cum. Ooh!"

I started pumping myself as fast as possible.

Krissy grabbed the brunettes head and pushed it into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around her and started bucking. "Oh god! They'll all see...they'll all cum while watching me cum. Yes!"

I could hold it no longer and exploded too. 

Krissy threw her head back with her final yell. She was stretched out completely and went still. It was as if she wasn't breathing, just holding on to her benefactor or maybe that should be "benefucktor". Then slowly she unwrapped her legs from the girl and she pulled away out of sight.




The Babysitter Did It Ch. 04



"I knew you'd be screwing Mrs. Adams tonight and I wanted some skin to skin contact too. Luckily, Annabelle had no plans tonight. Beautiful isn't she?"

Without showing her face, Annabelle came back on screen and showed me a lithe toned body, some nice firm tits and a shaved pussy.

"Very nice," I said. "You're beautiful Krissy but when you came you were magnificent."

Krissy blushed and smiled. "Oh you're just trying to get into my panties again Mr. Adams."

"Absolutely!" I said smiling shamelessly. "But what was that about 'They'll all see?'"

"Oh, well I found this web site where people film themselves cumming and post true orgasms for everyone to see. I'll be posting myself tonight."

"Really?" I couldn't believe it. I simultaneously admired Krissy's daringness and spunk and was jealous and worried for her.

"Krissy, don't forget what goes on the internet lives forever. A few years from now you might wish you hadn't" I sounded like some old fart lecturing a child.

"Oh and Mr. Adams I'll also be posting your masturbation video too."

"What?" was all I managed. The blood drained from my face. A million thoughts ran through my head. "Please Krissy you can't do that to me!" Now I sounded like a whiney kid.

"But you were gorgeous too Mr. Adams."

"She's telling the truth, you were," came from off camera.

Mystery girl had been watching me...and she liked it! In the midst of all this madness this turned me on. The thought of millions of people watching me also turned me on. But what if someone I knew saw? I trusted my sweet Krissy with my life and knew she would never even consider using it as blackmail. But what about this other chick? A thought popped into my head.

"Krissy, ok, I won't try to stop you, but could we maybe do something to hide our identities? You know, maybe digitally add a mask or something?"

Krissy remained silent for a few seconds. I heard a whisper in the room. Krissy said, "Just a sec." and disappeared. I could hear the two of them whispering.

Krissy came back. "Ok, Annabelle agrees with you. She's a nerd actually and said she could do it."

Oh thank god! I was so relieved. "Thank you Annabelle. Thank You!"

"Well, I'll send you the link once we've posted them," said Krissy. "It's going to be fantastic. Good night Mr. Adams. See you in my dreams."

"Night Krissy." I blew her a kiss and turned off the web cam. Boy what a night.

We continued that week only seeing each other on webcams at night but I never again saw anybody else with Krissy. She'd been right though – the videos had been great. I looked good if I do say so myself. Without detracting from the experience, Annabelle had made it so that there would be plausible denial-ability on my part as to the identity of the person jacking themselves off. I'd had a couple thousand views after only two days and had a rating over ninety percent. Annabelle had even set up a fake email address for me to get feedback and there were a number of emails from people saying how much they'd enjoyed it. Most were women (or at least claiming to be) though some were gay men – not my thing, not that there's anything wrong with that.

Krissy of course had looked amazing. She'd had over ten thousand views and her rating was ninety-nine percent. I masturbated a couple times watching it over the course of the week.

By the end of the week though Krissy and I were both going nuts. Janet hadn't made another appearance at home during lunch hour so on Tuesday night we decided to go for it the next day.

***

Wednesday morning as I left work for home I was barely able to contain myself. I forced myself to drive the speed limit because if a cop stopped me for speeding I might lose it.

I parked in the driveway and hurried inside the garage. I went to open the door and was surprised when it was opened for me by Red.

"Hi Mr. A," she said.

Thoroughly confused, I mumbled, "Oh hi, um..." I couldn't remember if Krissy had told me Red's name.

"Scarlett," she finished for me.

"Oh stop that nonsense Ruby," yelled Krissy from somewhere inside.

"Well it's a cool name, not like dorky "Ruby". I don't know what my parents were thinking."

"They were thinking you were beautiful of course and probably the most precious thing in their whole lives," I said.

Ruby blushed. "Krissy. Mr. A is hitting on me!" yelled Ruby with a wicked smile.

It was my turn to blush.

"Just teasing. You're probably wondering what I'm doing here."

That I was as I followed Red, I mean Ruby, into the kitchen. She was wearing skin tight jeans and a red plaid shirt. Nice enough – attractive with a bit of sexy yet decent. Like Krissy, she'd look good in anything. 

"Well Krissy told a couple of us what happened last week and I offered to give advice on how to handle erectile disfunction."

"Huh?"

"Ruby likes to pretend she's funny," said Krissy walking in to the kitchen.

"No, Ruby is funny. She likes to pretend to be a nurse, a cheerleader, a schoolgirl, etc if you know what I mean," she said winking at me.

"Yeah, yeah, enough Ms. Scarlett – off you go." She steered Ruby through the doorway to the dining room and gave her a gentle shove.

"Ruby volunteered to act as a lookout. If Mrs. Adams comes home, Ruby will let us know in time to make ourselves decent and with me having a friend over it should remove any suspicion. And you came home for..."

"Umm..." I hadn't thought about an excuse. I'd figured if Janet came home I was dead in the water. Coming here today I'd decided to go for broke.

"You rushed home because I called you to say I smelled something and wasn't sure if it could be gas."

I turned Krissy towards me. "Someone so beautiful shouldn't be allowed to be so smart – it's just not fair to the rest of us."

Krissy smiled and I kissed her tenderly. 

Krissy leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Just do me – do me good." 

"Let's go to my office."

We headed into my office which had a couch with cushions, table, chairs without arms – all the things we'd need. I'd even added a comforter last night just in case.

As I was closing the door, Krissy said, "Leave it ajar just a crack so we can hear Ruby more easily."

It was a good point, especially considering that it was a heavier more soundproof door.

"Of course that means the noise from inside here will make it out more easily too."

Krissy shrugged. "You getting shy all of a sudden Mr. Two Thousand video hits? I know I won't be trying to stay quiet."

I put my hands on my hips feigning indignation and said, "Hey, I didn't put that video there – I barely agreed to it when I was given no choice."

"Yeah, but I just pushed you to do what you were dying to do. Isn't that right Mr. Adams? Behind every great man..."

"Touché, my lovely. Touché".

"You love birds have fun now, you hear?" came from somewhere in the dining room in a pretty poor imitation of a Southern drawl. We smiled at each other. "Our Scarlett does have a sense of humour," I said.

"You saw last week how I tried to look special for you right? This time I intentionally wore stuff that was less attractive and more importantly fast to get into."

I looked at Krissy's outfit. I think she meant every word she said, but she was in no way "dressed down". She was in a gray form fitting designer Juicy Couture sweat suit with a white Lululemon tank top underneath. She may have been going for a frumpy look but she failed miserably. I wasn't going to tell her that though.  

"Oh Krissy. Don't you get it. It doesn't matter. You could be wearing Farmer Brown overalls for all I care. And the fact that it's fast to get into means that it's also fast to get out of," I said grinning.

Krissy pulled me to her and kissed me hard. She unbuckled my belt and my pants fell to the floor. I stepped out of them. Then she gently reached up to my shirt and ripped it open suddenly. A couple buttons went flying willy-nilly. I'd probably end up having to throw away the shirt rather than try to explain the missing buttons to my wife which gave me an idea.

"I'll be back in a sec," I said. I left the office and ran to the kitchen coming to a sliding stop in front of the fridge in my best "Risky Business" imitation. I could hear "Old Time Rock and Roll" in my head.

"Way to go Tommy," said Ruby.

Oops, I'd forgotten about her already.

I grabbed the ketchup and mustard to take back with me.

"For the record, I prefer sweeter stuff like whipped cream," she said.

"Duly noted," I said running back.

"And nice tush, Mr. A."

I couldn't help myself. I stopped, bent over and mooned little miss Scarlett.

"Oh, I'm blind, I'm blind," she called out.

I hurried back to the office.

"What's all this about?" asked Krissy as I squirted the ketchup and mustard onto my shirt. "Is this a fetish of some sort?"

"Hardly. I just thought we could save the 'gas smell' excuse for another time and I could say I came home to change my shirt because I'd had this accident at the hot dog stand. Janet knows I eat a sausage there a couple times a week in the summer."

"Ok, enough now. I'd like to eat some sausage too," said Krissy and she stooped down and pulled my briefs down. I was hard instantly. "Mmm. I think it's ready," she said as she pulled me to her mouth.

After so many days of trying desperately to remember and imagine her touch my knees were trembling.

"Oh god Krissy. Let me see some of your body."

Keeping me in her mouth, she unzipped fully the sweat top and took it off. We lost contact for a brief second as the tank top cleared her head and was flung onto the couch. I took in her gorgeous breasts.

She cupped my balls and sucked. The fact that she was such an expert at this both excited me and unjustifiably made me jealous.

I had to pull her off though.

"Baby you're too good at that. I need to be inside you today or I'll die. Forget Ruby. Forget Janet. If she comes home now I'll lock the door and we'll have our brief time in heaven."

Did I mean it? No idea. I know my cock meant it and these days he seemed to be in charge.

I pulled Krissy up and then I traced my hands gently down her sides and pulled her sweat pants and panties down in one shot. As she stepped out of them I took off my socks.

She lifted her foot to take off her white anklets but I stopped her.

"So here's a fetish, right?"

"Yes." I don't know why. I think that's true of most fetishes. I just know that if I were to carve a nude statue of Venus, she'd be wearing anklets.

It looked like Krissy was ready to receive me as her shaven pussy looked completely wet. Partly to make sure and partly because I love the taste of pussy I licked the full length of her and sucked her clitoris.

"Uhh. Mr. Adams...please...stop..." She was holding on to my head and quivering. "I want...my orgasm...to be...on your cock..."

I stood up and shared her pussy juices with Krissy as I kissed her.

I sat on the armless chair and brought Krissy towards me. I gently grabbed her ass and guided her to hover just over my raging hard on that I thought was going to explode. We stared into each other's souls.

Wanting to prolong this exquisite agony, Krissy ever so slowly lowered herself onto me. I had no profound words for this momentous occasion. "Uhh," was all I could manage.

As she got to halfway she slammed her pussy down the rest of the way.

"Oh god!" I shouted and held my breath. It was a miracle I didn't come right there and then.

Krissy kept her pussy muscles tight around my cock. I took one of her breasts into my mouth as she started to slowly gyrate her hips.

Animal noises came from the both of us. I switched my attention to the other breast and sucked and licked her hard nipple with my tongue.

I glanced over Krissy's shoulder and saw that the crack in the door had become a little bigger and I could see one eye peering through.

I whispered to Krissy, "Red's watching us."

Krissy kept fucking me but looked over her shoulder and called out, "You might as well have a stereo view Ruby."

The eye disappeared for a couple seconds but then the door pushed open slightly. There was Ruby looking a bit red in the face but staring intently at Krissy and me. The top four buttons of her top were open and she was caressing her braless right breast with her left hand. Her jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped and her right hand was moving inside her pink cotton panties as she rubbed herself.

I gave her a playful smile but there was no return smile. Neither in her eyes nor in her mouth. Just an intensity as if she was both looking at us but also a bit through us.

I felt nails dig into my back.

"I don't mind you looking at her but don't you dare forget you're fucking me."

"Never, my sweet. Never." I kissed Krissy intensely. I sucked her tongue into my mouth. She pulled it out and pushed it back in. She was fucking my mouth with her tongue.

I broke off and lifted her off. Some of our combined fluids dripped off my cock making a long strand that broke off and fell to the floor.

"Time to be my bitch, Krissy."

"Ooh," she said playfully instantly understanding. She bent over and put her arms on the back of the couch. 

I stepped behind and found that her ass was already at the perfect height.

"Have I been bad?" Krissy asked.

I decided to take a chance and I responded with a resounding slap on her buttocks cheek. It made both Krissy and Red jump.

"Oww," groaned Krissy sensually.

"You need to be taught a lesson, young lady. I'm the adult. I'm the one in charge. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, Mr. Adams."

I slapped her other cheek a tiny bit harder. I shouted, "Do you hear me?"

The answer of, "Yes, Mr. Adams!" came back to me in stereo as both Krissy and Red answered. 

We both glanced at Red. There was a tear streaming down her right cheek. I was a bit concerned but I saw the somewhat absent stare now had a fire to it. Ruby was all here in the present now.

"Fuck her Mr. A! Krissy deserves a good fucking!"

I turned back to Krissy and entered her.

A deep guttural "Ooh" came out of Krissy as she lowered her head and held on. "Show us your body Scarlett," said Krissy.

I looked over and saw that this time there was a smile from Red. She stopped masturbating long enough to open all the buttons on her shirt so that it fell open and displayed a beautiful pair of breasts. She also turned around and bent over to peel off the tight jeans and panties but left them around her ankles. I saw her pussy lips looking back at me. She looked over her shoulder and I tightened my grip on Krissy's hips and pumped a little harder.

Red stood back up and resumed her original masturbatory position.

My nails were cut pretty short but I dug into Krissy's back leaving little marks. "You're mine, all mine, you hear bitch?" I said. Not true of course. I remembered the head between Krissy's legs just last week. But I liked saying it. I liked hearing me say it. And evidently Krissy liked hearing it too.

"Yes, Mr. Adams. I'm yours. Do whatever you want." Krissy rammed her cunt back onto me.

"I want to come at the same time," said Red. 

We both looked over to her. Her hand was moving faster and faster.

There were tears coming down both cheeks now.

"I'm close Scarlett."

"I don't know how much longer I can hold it back Red."

Red picked up the pace another notch and I start pumping like there was no tomorrow.

"This is it Scarlett – I'm coming. I'm coming!" Krissy shouted. She held onto the last "ing" and it got a bit higher in pitch.

That set me off. I started shooting the biggest load of my life. I started to say, "Me too!" but I just got to the "Me" and continued on the vowel "E". Kind of weird but there was no blood left in my brain to care.

Red let out a loud long "Ah" that seemed a mixture of pleasure and pain. She crumpled to the floor her body spasming violently in a fetal position.

I kept pumping into Krissy and it was a good thing I had a good stance because she was slamming her ass into me with all her might. Every time my balls swung forward and hit her pussy a new load exploded into her. Her spasming pussy muscles seemed determined to squeeze out every drop of cum.

We all slowed down our movements. I collapsed into the sofa next to Krissy. 

She sat down across me in my lap, put her arms around my neck and rested her head in the crook of my shoulder. Her eyes were closed. 

I put my arms around her. "I'd do anything for you Krissy," I said. She nestled a bit deeper into my neck. I looked over to Red. Still on the floor she was twitching every ten seconds or so and whimpering a little.

I was a little worried for her psychologically but the three of us needed to just enjoy this moment.

I don't know how long we stayed like that. It could have been a minute. It could have been a lifetime – perhaps it did continue forever in some parallel universe where such things could happen.

Krissy slowly got up, grabbed my cheeks and gave me a warm kiss on the lips. "And I thought I needed to cook a romantic meal and dress up to make our first time special. What the hell was I thinking?" she said and laughed.

She grabbed her clothes and went over to Red. She gently touched her shoulder. "C'mon Ruby. Let's go get cleaned up." Red didn't move. "Come on baby, you can do it," she said soothingly. 

Slowly Red got up. She kissed Krissy on the lips and came over to me. She bent over, her breasts hanging down in a lovely manner and kissed me on the lips too.

"Thank you," she said. "Thank you both."

Krissy gathered Ruby's clothes too and led her away to the downstairs washroom.

***

In the washroom, Ruby continued to cry silently.

"Mr. A. looks at me, Jen and others with lust in his eyes. He can't really hide it. But when he looks at you it's that plus more. He adores you but not in a 'Putting you on a pedestal.' way. You're his muse and it's more than a physical connection. You're a lucky girl Krissy."

"I know."

***

Krissy came back to the office where I was sitting fully dressed. She sat back into my lap and gently kissed me on the lips. "I know," she said. I had no idea what she was talking about but thought it better not to ask. "Is she going to be okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, I think so. Eventually. This was good for her," she answers solemnly. Then she perked up and said, "And it was good for me too!" Her beautiful smile is back.

"It was not bad for me too," I say.

Krissy bites me on the ear lobe. 

"Ow!"

"You and Ruby both think you're so funny. Okay, back to work with you."

"I won't be able to work. I'll just be counting down the seconds to tomorrow."

"Drive safely Mr. Adams."

"Drive safely Mr. A," shouts Ruby from the dining room as I go out the door to the garage.

***

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The Babysitter Did It Ch. 05



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Thursday morning, 11am. Sitting at my desk. Like some coke addict I was starting to tremble a little from withdrawal. My drug of choice wasn't some white powder though. It was a beautiful, sexy eighteen year old sex goddess that fate had thrown into my lap and as of yesterday, for the first time, onto my dick! 

It had been worth the wait. I now marked time as BK and AK (Before Krissy and After Krissy). I used to fantasize BK but those fantasies were nowhere near to the amazing reality of the last few weeks. 

At 11:30am on the dot I was on my way out the door to see how my Bold Blonde Beauty was going to top yesterday. She somehow managed to constantly raise the stakes. 

I entered the garage with a foolish grin on my face like a kid going into a candy store. The door was opened for me. 

"Hi Ruby," I said not surprised this time by the presence of our lookout. 

"No Mr. A. I like when you call me 'Red'. Your nickname for me makes me feel special." 

As I closed the door behind me I said, "You are special Red, very special. And not just because you're our 'watchful watcher'." I winked at her. Like all of Krissy's gang, as she called them, Red was a knock-out. Dressed in a white sheer blouse and a tartan red mini skirt, her killer legs looked ready to be licked from bottom to top, especially with their just-below-the-knee high sheer white stockings. 

She blushed which was cute but I couldn't see how anything could embarrass her. After all, yesterday I'd seen her naked writhing on the floor from masturbating while I came inside Krissy. 

Just like last time she yelled, "Krissy, Mr. A is hitting on me again!" 

"Is he now Scarlett? Last time I checked, you were the one saying how sexy my Mr. Adams was!" said Krissy, walking in to the room. 

My turn to blush again. This was becoming a habit. 

There was certainly nothing frumpy about Krissy today. She wore a red bustier, red high cut semi-see through panties and six inch stilettos. I inhaled sharply at the sight of her. Krissy smiled at my reaction and her face shone. 

"I see you like, Mr. A?" said Krissy. 

"Oh I like babe, I like," I answered. 

"Babe? That the best you got Mr. Adams?" This last came through the adjacent doorway. I spun my head in that direction. "Jen?" I said confusedly. 

It was cute Jen who I assumed was Chinese Canadian. Seems I was always getting surprised by her. The last time I saw her was in the cinema when I opened my eyes as I started to explode and had quite a pleasant shock. 

Jen was smartly dressed, almost business like. 

"Yes, Jen is still my name. Hope that's not a problem. But seriously, I'm sure you can come up with a better way to refer to your dream girl." 

"Umm," was all I could manage. 

Krissy came to my rescue. 

"Lay off Jen. Mr. A, could I speak to you privately a moment?" 

She took my arm and led me into my study and closed the door behind us. 

The curve of her bustier just barely covered her areolas. My eyes were stuck there hoping to catch a glimpse of something more. Krissy put her finger under my chin and lifted my head a bit. She was smiling. "Glad you like it so much Mr. A, but I have something serious to talk about." 

"Okay," I said, "but you must admit that your fab outfit doesn't make it easy." I had no idea where this was going. 

"I asked Jen over because...well...to put it bluntly, Ruby sucked at being a lookout. A train could have ploughed through the house and she wouldn't have noticed in the state that she was in." 

"Yeah, I guess we were lucky," I said. 

"Well, this time I don't want to depend on luck. Which is why Jen is here. Any concerns?" 

"Nope. I'm fine with Jen. Sounds like you're confident she will focus on her job." 

"No questions about it. Jen will keep her commitment and not get distracted. That's how she rolls." 

"So..." 

"So, about Ruby still being here. Well, I owe Ruby a huge favour. Last year I got in over my head at a bar and Ruby saved my ass, figuratively and literally. It's because of the 'bad stuff' she's been through that she knows how to kick some serious butt -- I'm talking 2 two hundred pound baddies." 

"Wow. Who would have thought. Guess I better stay on her good side." 

"No need to worry. With good guys and even minor bad ones, she's got a tongue on her but physically a kitten. With real baddies though she loses it...let's just say if one of them wasn't so embarrassed he might have been able to press charges." 

"All interesting, but...," and I reached out to caress her butt. 

Krissy slapped my hand away and said, "Just a sec Mr. Adams, I need you to listen. As I told you before, I'm not going to tell you why Ruby is the way she is -- that's for her to decide if to -- but what I can tell you is that she has a bit of a phobia about intercourse. She wants it badly but hasn't been able to bring her self to let someone make love to her for a long time." 

"Long time?" I thought, "She's only 18. Oh how times have changed". I started to see where this might be going and said, "You don't mean..." 

"Yes, I do mean. Ruby asked if she could join us just this one time. She thinks with you, she can overcome her fears and start to lead a normal sex life." 

"Holy shit!" I thought. "This nymph is asking if I would be ok with fucking her gorgeous friend -- just this once! Unless this was some kind of test...in which case I was going to fail miserably." 

"Look Krissy," I cautiously started. 

"Mr. Adams.," interrupted Krissy, "I know you're attracted to her." She placed her hand on my cock and could feel how hard it was. 

I caught my breath. 

"We may have fucking great sex, but I truly believe we have more and I'm willing to bet on it." She started to rub my penis through my pants. 

"Whatever you want Krissy," I managed to get out. "Whatever you want." 

Krissy lifted her voice. "He said yes," she said loudly. 

The door burst open. 

"Seriously?" said Red. Her face showed relief. "And you're sure you're ok with it Krissy?" 

"Ruby, come over here." 

As Red came over, Krissy took Ruby's hand and replaced hers with it on my crotch. 

Red slowly rotated her hand on my hard on and smiled. "At least I know he's telling the truth because erections don't lie." 

I couldn't think of a reply. In fact I couldn't really think of anything. 

Krissy guided me back until my legs touched the couch and then she pushed me to sit down on it. Red knelt down on my right and Krissy followed suit on my left and started unbuttoning my shirt. 

First Red pulled my right arm out of my shirt and then Krissy pulled it completely off. Red unbuckled my belt and Krissy pulled it out. 

"Lift that cute tushie of yours," said Krissy. 

The each took hold of a side of my pants and pulled it down and off my feet. They were working brilliantly as a team. My penis was seeing if it could burst my underwear. They decided to rescue my underwear by peeling it off. 

I remembered seeing something like this on the internet. I think it was called "Clothed Females Naked Males" or something like that. It was hot. Never thought I'd live the fantasy scenario though. 

Red and Krissy kissed me me on the cheek. Then they moved down to my shoulders in unison. It was as if they were doing some kind of synchronized dance. "'Synchronized fucking' - now there's an Olympic sport that would get a huge viewing audience," I thought. 

They kissed my chest and then down to my ribs and my hips. I was tingling all over. Parallel with my cock they looked up at each other. Krissy winked at Red and they continued down my legs. 

"Oh you naughty teasers!" I said. "I'm going to punish each of you with a hard fuck," I said smiling ear to ear. 

"Turn over," Krissy said. 

I did and leaned over the back of the couch. 

"Ouch!" I said as all of a sudden I felt two bites at the same time on my ass cheeks. 

"Maybe you'll fuck us, maybe you won't!" said Red. Her voice betrayed which option she really wanted though. 

I felt slaps on my bum and heard Krissy say, "Now turn back over." 

"Alright," I said, "who's going for the first ride." 

"Not so fast." 

It was Jen with a tray in her hands and a glass filled with three fingers of a what looked like alcohol. There were two halves of a plastic straw that had been cut in two. 

Krissy jumped up and took the tray from her. "Thanks Jen," she said. 

"My pleasure, babe," she replied with a smirk at me. 

I grinned back at her without the slightest bit of self-consciousness even though I was sitting buck naked with my flag pole at attention. 

Krissy came back and Jen leftb presumably to take up her post. 

"What's this?" I asked. 

Krissy passed the glass beneath my nose and I took a whiff. 

"Is that my Courvoisier Extra L'Essence de Courvoisier?" 

"It sure is. You said it was only for very special occasions. Can you think of anything more special than this?" 

I shook my head slowly from side to side. True it was a three thousand plus bottle of Cognac that I got as a fortieth birthday present from my old man but I couldn't think of anything more special than this. Not that I was really thinking. I wondered what he would think if I told him how it had been used. I think he'd be proud. 

"So what's with the straws?" 

"Full of questions, isn't he?" asked Red. "I can fix that." 

She lifted her right leg onto my right knee. This of course raised her mini-skirt way up and I learned that her panties matched her stockings in both colour and sheerness. There was a wet patch between her legs and I could see a small line of pubic red hair at her crotch. 

Red peeled off her stocking and put it over my eyes. It felt like silk. 

"Aww," I whined like a kid but then I realized that Red, possibly intentionally, had pulled the stocking taught so that after she tied it behind my head, I could still kind of see. 

Red repeated the same thing with her left leg. This time she took the stocking and wrapped it around my cock and used it to gently massage it. 

"Hmm," I said. 

I lost track of Krissy but she came into view holding a straw with her finger covering the top of it. She brought it to my chest and removed her finger. It ran down my chest and pooled in my belly button. 

Krissy gently pushed my cock out of the way and sucked the cognac from my belly button and licked all the way up my chest where it had run down. 

I shivered. "Ok, it's definite now. This is probably the best usage of this spirit in it's history." 

Krissy smiled. "We're just getting started Mr. A." 

Krissy put her straw into the glass and sipped some of it. 

"Do you like it?" I asked. 

Krissy didn't answer. She leaned in close to me and kissed me on the mouth. I opened my lips to receive her tongue and was surprised to find the fine cognac filling my mouth. Luckily it didn't make me cough. I held it in my mouth and Krissy's tongue came in to swish it around. With our kissing, some dribbled out onto my chin but Red was quick to lick it up. 

I sucked on Krissy's tongue and was sorry when she pulled away. We each swallowed some of the cognac. 

"My turn," said Red. 

I saw her peel off her panties. She lifted them under my nose and said, "Smell what you do to me Mr. A." 

I have a good memory when it comes to smell and I remembered this lovely nectar from the last time I smelled her panties in the cinema. 

She tossed them onto my clothes and said, "You can keep them if you'd like." 

"Yes, please." 

Red mounted the couch and stood astraddle me. 

"Oh yeah, pussy time!" I said. 

"Yes and no," said Red. 

Krissy held up the glass and Red put her straw into it, sucked a bit up and then covered it with her finger. She then pushed my head back and lifted her right foot next to my left ear. 

"Open up but don't swallow," she said. 

I smiled. "I expect to be saying the exact opposite to you in the very near future." 

Red chuckled. "I can't wait Mr. A., now open wide." 

I opened my mouth. Red's pussy was hovering over me. She brought the straw to the top of her pussy and lifted her finger. The cognac ran down her pussy and into my mouth. She repeated this a couple times and then came down to kiss me the way Krissy had done." 

Red pulled away and said, "Okay, you can swallow now." 

"Mmm...girls I didn't think $3000 cognac could be made better...I think you've spoiled it for me. From now on I want Courvoisier Extra L'Essence de Krissy et Red." 

"He's so adorable Krissy," said Red. "Ok, for that I'll reward you with the gift of sight." She removed the stocking covering my eyes. 

I made a show of blinking my eyes as if I was getting accustomed to the light again. 

They kissed me on either side of my cheek and then moved to my lips where we managed a three-way kiss. The girls pulled away from me slightly so that they were just kissing each other. 

I took the opportunity to caress their asses -- Red's bare one and Krissy's panty covered one. I continued up Red's back under her top but ran into Krissy's bustier. 

"Enough Krissy, come here," I said and pulled her into my lap facing away from me. I started unzipping her bustier and she started slowly moving her ass around which was pushing my dick onto my stomach. 

"Now that's better," I said as I pushed the bustier forward so that it fell to the floor. I pulled her back and reached around to cup her breasts. I squeezed her nipples and started massaging them. Krissy leaned her head backwards onto my shoulder and closed her eyes. "Mmm hmm," she mumbled and still managed to move her ass ever so slightly so that it drove me crazy. 

Red came around to the front and leaned in. I squeezed Krissy's left breast and felt Red's lips close over the nipple. 

Krissy inhaled sharply. Red let go and started circling Krissy's nipple with her tongue. She moved on to sucking it with the intensity of someone starving. Krissy groaned into my ear. 

Red bit down gently on Krissy's nipple. As an accomplished breast-man, I appreciated Red's skill. "You're quite good at this," I said to her. 

Red smiled. "I like to think so," she said and moved over to Krissy's right breast and repeated what she had done to similar effect. 

Red pulled away slightly so that she could push my legs and Krissy's wide apart. She knelt between our legs and gently cupped my balls for a moment. Then she placed her fingernails on either side of them and lightly scraped them down the length of my thighs to me knees. She did the same to Krissy and repeated a couple times switching between us. 

Red lifted up. "It's been a while since I tasted your pussy Krissy," she said. She leaned forward and licked Krissy's pussy through the panties. Krissy squirmed and I went back to caressing her breasts. 

Red pulled away and grabbed the small sheer material covering Krissy's snatch. She pulled to the side and easily ripped Krissy's panties. 

Krissy's eyes flew open and she raised her head. "Hey! Those cost a...," she stared with. She broke off and took a sharp intake of breath as Red attacked her bare pussy and sucked her clitoris into her mouth. 

Krissy tensed up and pushed her head back into my shoulders. 

"You were saying?" I whispered into her ear. 

"Never...," she managed as Red let go of her clit. "...Mind," she finished with as Red started licking the full lengthy of her pussy. 

Krissy opened her legs wider and placed them over my legs. I was surprised at how wide apart she could open them up. 

"Gymnastics. They teach such great life skills," said Red. 

Red went to town licking Krissy's pussy. She had good technique. She flicked her tongue on Krissy's asshole and ran her tongue on the area between it and Krissy's pussy. She then went up the full length of Krissy's cleft and sucked her clit again. She brought her right hand up which was in a fist with her index finger sticking out. She placed it at the mouth of Krissy's box and then shoved her finger in. 

"Ooh!" Krissy managed and her reflex was to pull her legs together to squeeze Red's head and she grabbed Red's hair with both her hands. 

The tip of Red's elbow came briefly into sight and disappeared again so I knew Red was finger fucking Krissy. 

I squeezed Krissy's breasts with my hands and then the nipples between my fingers. 

"Yeah," Krissy said. "No, no, don't stop," she said, presumably to Red as I had diligently continued to play with Krissy's boobs. 

"Oh!" Krissy managed and her mouth stayed open and her fingers pulled Red's hair even tighter. As Red's elbow continued to pop in and out of view I guessed that Red had increased the number of fingers she was using to fuck Krissy. 

Krissy's breathing became more erratic and she she started to move her hips. I stuck one of my fingers in her mouth and she sucked it tightly. 

Red picked up the pace and Krissy let my finger go. 

"I'm gonna...," Krissy said. 

I started to squeeze Krissy's nipples very hard, probably slightly painfully. 

"I'm gonna..." 

I thought Krissy was going to rip out some of Red's beautiful hair. 

"Ahh!" Krissy yelled and started bucking her hips. I held her upper body in place with my hands on her breasts. 

"Ahh!" she said again and then bit down on my ear lobe. It hurt but in a distant way as I held onto my beauty as she powerfully came into Red's mouth. 

Krissy's grip on my ear gradually lessened. "I didn't want to come so fast," she mumbled. 

"May that be your biggest sex problem sis," said Red. "Now make way," she continued with a gentle slap to Krissy's hip. 

Krissy turned to me and I gave her a kiss on her lips. 

"Hey, hey, stop being greedy. Another pussy waiting." 

Krissy pulled away smiling. "Ok, ok, you'll get yours!" said Krissy and got up. 

"Ahem...actually, I need to be getting back to work," I said. 

"What!?" they said in unison. They both looked alarmed. 

"Just kidding!" I said. 

"Ha ha, not funny," said Red as she grabbed my balls in her right hand. She looked down at me, into my eyes, and started to increase the pressure of her squeezing. 

I looked down and back up at her and saw that her eyes were starting to glaze over. She was no longer here. 

"Red?" I said. 

The pressure increased. 

"Stop Red!" I said with some urgency in my voice and I went to try to get her hands off. 

She slapped my face hard with her left hand. 

"Ruby!" shouted Krissy. 

Red blinked and let go of my balls. "What? Oh my god Mr. A. I'm so sorry!" 

She gently caressed my face which I was sure still had a handprint on it. 

"Sorry, sorry, sorry. I got lost for a moment. I promise it won't happen again." 

"Better not," said Krissy menacingly. 

Red's eyes looked like they might be filling up. 

"It's ok," I said and kissed each eye. "I've always been curious about light S&M". 

She smiled and visibly relaxed. "Thanks Mr. A. Krissy note that one down. Ok, now I think I remember you saying something about swallowing..." And with that she knelt between my legs and put the head of my penis into her mouth. 

Some far off part of my brain hoped she didn't get lost again as teeth clamping down would be so much worse than a hand. That part of the brain however was the back seat non-driver in this case. 

"Yes, Red. That's it," I said as she swirled her tongue around the tip. 

Krissy came over and kissed me. 

"Still having fun?" she asked. 

"Miserable time," I answered just as Red decided to deep throat me and slowly pull her lips back up the full length of my dick. 

"I can see that," said Krissy smiling as I put my head back. 




The Babysitter Did It Ch. 05



Krissy got down on her hands and knees. She cupped and gently massaged my balls as Red again focussed on the head of my penis. 

"Every been sucked by two babes at once?" asked Krissy. 

I shook my head rapidly from side to side. 

"Do you want to be?" 

Caught up in what we were already doing and the prospect of what was coming, I didn't answer this question. Whoever said there was no such thing as a silly question surely had never been asked this one. 

They both stopped what they were doing and looked up mischievously. 

"Oh god, don't stop, please don't stop. Yes, yes, I want it. I'll beg if I have to." I knew I sounded a bit pathetic but this was like the holy grail of fantasies. 

"That's better," said Red and Krissy together. "Jinx," they both said and laughed. 

They knelt on either side of me and stuck out their tongues. They started on opposite sides at the base of my cock and slowly licked their way to the top. Once there they started kissing each other with the head of my dick between them. 

"Oh my god!" I managed. I'd never felt anything like this before. 

Their tongues swirled together around me. They repeated this a few times and then Red again took me into her mouth while Krissy sucked my gonads. 

It was only by using willpower worthy of Gandhi that I was holding off from exploding. 

Red let go of my cock and Krissy went all the way down on me while Red sucked my balls. 

I couldn't believe what I was about to say. "Uh, girls. Much as I would love it, I don't think the plan today was for me to lose my load on one of your pretty faces." 

They both stopped their ministrations but Red continued to hold my balls. "No we definitely don't want that now, do we? At least not today." she said smiling. 

"Can I have a rain cheque though?" I asked."After all, it's like fantasy number 3 on my list." 

"Anytime!" said Red. 

"We'll see," said Krissy. "I haven't decided yet if..." 

Krissy was cut-off by Jen who entered and said, "White mini-van coming up the driveway! Looks like an Odyssey." 

"Oh shit!" I said and started to rise. 

"No, no, no," said Red and tried to hold on to my arm. 

"Just a sec, Red," I said. "Krissy, help me." 

Krissy gently but firmly pulled Red's arms away and I ran to the window and snuck a peak through the curtains. "Today might have to be the 'Gas leak' excuse," I said to everyone. 

Yes, there was a white Odyssey driving slowly up the driveway. With the bright sunlight you couldn't see the driver. It stopped just behind my car. Even though I knew it was probably a lost cause because there just wasn't enough time, I turned to go get my clothes to see how fast I could dress. The girls were frozen looking at me and looked to be holding their breaths. But then it hit me. 

"Wait a minute, I think it had roof-racks," I said. I turned back to the window. "Oh thank god, yes! Roof-racks! We don't have roof-racks!" 

Everyone in the room let out a sigh. 

I watched and a 50-something year old man in a blue workman's one-piece got out of the mini-van with a clip-board in hand and started around to the right side of the house. 

"He's just here to take a gas meter reading!" 

He disappeared from view and I waited what seemed like an eternity but was probably only a minute or so. He came back out, got into the van and backed out of the driveway. 

I turned back to the girls. Red's face was impossible to read. 

"Umm, Red, if you don't want to continue...," I started. 

"Not on your life, Mr. A. Please get back over here as I see there's something I need to fix," she said. 

I looked down at my flaccid penis. 

"Go on, don't make the nice young lady wait," said Jen with a little smack to my bum. That started to wake up the little general and by the time I got back over to the two naked beauties he was already at half mast. 

"Round two," said Jen and left. 

"Well now, that just won't do," said Red as she looked at my half-erect penis. "Bend down again, the way you made Krissy do the last time." 

I hesitated slightly but decided to go along with it. 

Red, bent down behind me. 

"Krissy, what's our Chem prof always reminding us about alcohol?" asked Red. 

"Mr. Fitz...um...oh, that it's also a sterilizer...he's such a lech," answered Krissy. 

"Right on both accounts. He's always trying to rub up against me in the labs...I wouldn't mind so much if he wasn't so gross...but anyway, hand me the cognac." 

Red dipped her middle finger into the cognac and then wiped the top of the crack of my butt. This was something completely foreign. Krissy helped spread my cheeks and Red dipped her finger back into the glass and proceeded to trace around my anus. The alcohol felt a bit cool compared to the rest of me which was burning. 

"What do you think?" asked Red. 

"Well, I...," started to answer. 

Whack! Red smacked my bum. "Not you!" 

I stung and tingled a bit. It was exciting. 

I felt Krissy's breath on my asshole. It felt nice. I heard her inhale deeply and I guess she must have given some indication of approval because Red said, "Ok, you dirty bastard. Now you're clean." 

Then I felt a tongue flicking my butt-hole. I assumed it was Red. She started licking it top to bottom. "Your turn," she said and I felt a sharp bite on my right cheek. 

"Ow!" I said and moved a bit but Krissy chomped down harder and held on. 

"You've been branded," said Krissy and she started licking my cornhole. 

Red went underneath and cupped by balls with her right hand and started slowly stroking my cock with her other one. I was completely hard now. Red gently pulled back the skin on my uncircumcised cock and rubbed her thumb around the edge. She pumped a few more times and then made her way to sit on the back of the couch with her back agains the wall and her pussy in my face. 

"Eat this bitch!" she said and shoved my mouth into her snatch. 

Things were going in a direction that I hadn't experienced before but I couldn't care less. 

I probed her pussy with my tongue and flicked her clitoris. 

"No, play times over. Do it hard!" said Red grabbing my hair. 

I latched on to her clit, sucked and swirled my tongue around. 

Red inhaled sharply. "Oh yeah!" she managed. 

I looked up and saw Krissy had moved to suck her right nipple. 

Red was moving her hips into my face. 

"Come on asshole! Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!" she repeated. 

I obliged whole heartedly. I didn't think she could stand it much longer and I was right. 

"Okay, okay. Stop Mr. A. I'm ready," moaned Red. 

Some part of me noted that gone was "Bitch" and back was "Mr. A". 

Red got off the couch and turned me around to sit down. She straddled me and took my hard cock in her left hand and positioned it at the mouth of her pussy. She pushed down so that I just barely entered her. 

"On three," she said. "One!" and she unexpectedly rammed down onto my rod. 

"Oh my god!" she said and "Oh!" was all I managed. 

"Come on Mr. A. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" 

I pulled out halfway and thrust back in with all my might. 

"Again!" she said. 

I kindly obliged. 

"Oh, Mr. A! Again! Fuck me!" she yelled. 

I rammed into her, put my hands around her slender waist and started a slow rhythm of pushing up into her and then lifting her slightly so I could pull out half way. 

"Oh, yesss!" she said. 

Krissy had been holding back but came and sat beside me. She gently cupped my balls in her hand and very very gently massaged them. 

"I won't last long Red," I said. 

"Faster," she said. 

I picked up the pace and started pushing a bit harder. 

Red leaned her head back and I took one of her breasts into my mouth and sucked. I swirled my tongue around the erect nipple. 

"Aagh!" she managed. 

I switched to her other breast and without realizing it, I must have slowed down a bit. 

"No, Mr. A. Faster! Harder! Faster! Harder!" she said. 

"Come on Red, I can barely hold on. Just looking at you is enough to make me come," I said. 

With that, she leaned forward again, put her arms around my neck, and started ramming down onto me with all her might. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she shouted and started to tremble and squeeze me with her legs. 

"Go ahead and shoot your load Mr. A," said Krissy and I was off like a rocket. 

"Uh, uh, uh," I grunted as I emptied myself into Red. 

Red was just holding onto me with all her might and panting heavily like she'd just run a marathon. 

I just held her while we both came back to earth. I felt hot tears on my shoulder which ran down my back. I assumed these were positive tears. 

Red eventually looked up and said, "Thank you Mr. A," and gave me a deep lingering kiss on the lips. Then she broke it and looked over at Krissy. 

"And thank you Krissy, now you've saved my life." 

Krissy leaned forward and they kissed each other. Yes it was hot but it was more than that. It felt spiritual somehow. 

Then Krissy turned to me and said, "Thank you Mr. A. I know you enjoyed it, but thank you anyway," and shed gave me her own sensual french kiss. 

"Surely, this is what heaven must be like," I thought. 

"Up Ruby and let me clean him up," said Krissy. 

Red slowly pulled off my semi-erect member. 

"I'll use the bathroom first," she said and gathered up her clothes in a bunch and headed out the door. 

"Just hand me the tissue box over there," I said. 

"No, no, no," said Krissy. "That won't do." 

She knelt down between my legs and held my prick and slowly licked up the mixture of my and Red's juices. 

"Mmmm," she said. "No that's an elixir if there ever was one." 

"Krissy, you sure you're not an angel?" I asked. 

She grinned her most mischievous grin and said, "Maybe...but on which side I'm not sure." 

I pulled her up into my lap and held her. 

"Just as long as it's my side, Krissy. My side," I said. 

She put her head into the crook of my neck and I gently rocked her. 

I knew that in a few minutes I was going to have to get up and head back to work. As if I'd be paying any attention in any of the meetings. 

I would only be thinking of my blessed life and wondering "What next?". 

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The Babysitter Did It Ch. 06



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It was a dark and clear Sunday night when I called Krissy to let her know. "Hi Krissy," I said when she answered on Skype. "Bad news. Looks like I won't be able to see you for a couple weeks."

"What?" she said, her beautiful smile turning to a frown.

"I know, I know, it's a really long time but I have to go back to Waterloo next week for some meetings and I'll be working like crazy this week to prepare."

"That really sucks," said Krissy.

"Or rather, that means there'll be no sucking," I said with chagrin.

"So, in your world, we simply have no physical contact for over 14 days," she said.

I was about to say, "We have no choice," when Krissy let out an enigmatic "Huh," reminiscent of Morpheus' similar comment to Neo in their first sparring session in the Matrix.

"We can still Skype and have some fun that way," I offered.

Krissy said nothing.

I looked at her pretty face with her blonde straight hair falling down to her shoulders. She was pouting. I felt guilty about making this lovely creature of god look so sad.

Krissy stood up and stepped back a bit. She was wearing a brown bra that held up her breasts to present a lovely cleavage. My eyes wandered up her long shapely legs and came to rest on her cream panty with brown trimmings on the side. Not see-through though.

I gave a catcalling whistle and said, "Nice camel toe!"

That brought a slight smile.

Krissy reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. She took it off in a teasing manner to reveal her perky breasts and hard nipples. I bit my lip wishing so badly that I could suck them.

I quickly pulled down my pants and started to hold my balls with my left hand and slowly

stroke my cock with my right.

"Time for some fun," I thought.

Krissy turned around and bent over to give me a wonderful view of her ass and the holes that were barely covered by the small material which looked a bit damp. Then she reached up and pulled down her panties. She poked her head around her legs and smiled.

"You like?" she asked rhetorically.

"Oh yeah," I said.

"Good," said Krissy. "Take a good look to sustain you for 2 weeks," she said and with that she

turned around and clicked "End" to hang up the video call.

"Noooo!" I yelled a bit too loudly. I hoped I didn't wake up Janet or worse yet the twins. I went to call back my little nymph but she went offline.

"Fuck," I said and wondered if I should surf for some porn and jerk myself off - something I hadn't done since Krissy had become more than just a fantasy a few months ago. I decided to take the masochistic route and pulled my track pants on and went to bed for a restless sleep.

...

By Wednesday, Krissy was still snubbing me and I was starting to go through withdrawal.

She'd cut me off cold turkey. She was never on Skype and lunch-time meetings were keeping me tied up from going to see her. By Thursday I was going nuts. I missed her and since I refused to masturbate with only her memory, my balls were turning smurf blue. When I got up in the morning I decided I would come home for lunch to smooth things out and at least re-establish our Internet sex life and maybe cop a feel or two. I didn't think there would even be time enough for a quickie as I was supposed to be presenting in the last 10 minutes of the meeting. To make sure I had a rock-solid pretext for going home at lunch-time, I "accidentally" left my USB stick with the latest copy of my presentation at home in the morning. I even called my wife at work and told her I needed to go home for it. I assumed I was getting everything back under my control which calmed me down a bit.

"Now listen Krissy, I'm going to miss you like crazy too when I'm away but there's really nothing I can do," I practised in my mind as I drove home. I didn't want to be overly forceful or whiny but Krissy was just eighteen and I needed to show her who was in control.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I shouted as I pulled into my driveway. The Odyssey mini-van was in the driveway. I turned off the engine and yelled "Fuck!" one last time as I hit the steering wheel for good measure. "What the hell is Janet doing here?!" My trusty old Beamer was pretty soundproof so I wasn't worried about being overheard.

"Deep breaths, Jack. Deep breaths. Maybe if I get a minute or two alone with Krissy it would be enough," I thought. Composed and ready to charm everyone I got out the car and went inside.

I saw my wife as I entered the kitchen and I pulled her to me and gave her a deep kiss. She pulled away after a few seconds laughing and said, "Oh stop it Jack, you're embarrassing Krissy." I turned to my right and saw Krissy in the corner getting some bottles ready for the twins.

Her blond hair was down as usual and she was wearing tight pink short shorts and a grey halter top with thin straps. As I drunk in the sight of her my heart skipped a beat. "Oh don't worry dear, I don't think our little Krissy is as innocent as you imagine."

I couldn't believe it myself as I heard those words come out of my mouth. I chuckled nervously and Krissy blushed. She however put on her most angelic look possible - at least she was in some kind of control while I felt myself teetering on a thin tightrope where I could fall into hysteria at any moment.

"So what brings you home babe?" I asked.

"I went out for a Tim's coffee and thought I'd pop home and grab your presentation for you."

"Uh, thanks dear," I said taking the USB stick from her.

Janet mistook my hesitancy and said, "Yeah I know it's too late. I came much earlier but then Krissy had something to discuss."

I looked around but it seemed the deafening alarm bells I was hearing were only in my head. I looked at Krissy but couldn't read her face though she had a bit of a mischievous look to her.

"Umm, well ok, I'll leave you two alone then."

Again Janet mis-read my concern.

"No, it's not what you think - it's not girl talk."

"Oh?" I said, hopefully.

"Krissy was just telling me she won't be able to babysit for us..."

I was so on edge that this set me off. "What do you mean she can't babysit for us?" I didn't think I'd pissed her off that much. "We need her!" I was getting excitable way beyond what the situation called for but, based on the last few days, the thought of life without Krissy was making me panic - something I prided myself in never doing.

Krissy was looking at me with a bemused expression on her face.

"Jack...," said Janet but I cut her off.

I started grabbing at straws. "With the twins we both need to work and we don't get our daycare spot until September...is it more money? Krissy we can pay more if that's it."

Krissy's face turned stone cold and if looks could kill I'd be a goner. That made me pause just long enough for Janet to interrupt my deluge.

"Jack shut up, you're babbling! It's just next week, she can't babysit for us next week."

"Oh," I said.

"And of course next week you're gone and with work how it is I can't work form home the whole week."

I started to remember my rantings. "Shit," I thought, "was Janet going to be suspicious?" And then I recalled my comment about the money. "Oh fuck!" I thought. I couldn't look at Krissy.

"Actually, she's going to be with you in Waterloo for the week."

"Huh?" I held onto the countertop as I started to feel light-headed.

I guessed Krissy had gotten tired of being talked about in the third person as if she were a child because she spoke up and her tone told me that her expression hadn't changed.

"Yes, my cousin's going to be there one more week before she heads off to Oshawa for a decent co-op job. I wanted to look around as I was thinking of applying there. Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe that wouldn't be a good university for me?".

I doubted it would have been possible for me to play this more wrong than I had. I was confused and just said, "I don't know. I went to UofT. Janet went to Waterloo."

"I was asking Mrs. A," said Krissy.

I shut my mouth and determined to keep it closed.

"Just ignore Jack, Krissy. He's just stressed from work. He's been unbearable this week. Waterloo would be a great place for you. And I apologize for his implying that you were blackmailing us for more money. However, it has been a while since we gave you a raise."

"No Mrs. A, there's no need - really, I mean it."

There was a bit of an awkward pause so I tentatively asked, "Umm, what about next week?"

Janet answered, "I'll work from home a couple days and a friend of Krissy's will help out the other three. Her name's Jen. I met her once when she came over to pick Krissy up. She seems nice and responsible.

I almost giggled crazily. I knew Jen alright. True she was responsible and while I certainly didn't have any relationship with her like Krissy or even Krissy's other friend 'Red', I had exploded hot cum into Jen's mouth that one time - a surprise from Krissy. She was constantly full of surprises. I prayed to any omniscient being that might exist that I could catch her on Skype that night and get her to stick with her plan.

"Well I guess I"ll be off then. I'll barely make my presentation."

I turned to go and said, "See you later," ostensibly to Janet but while looking at Krissy. She looked away.

I got into the car and started shaking. "Control? Who was I kidding. Nothing was under my control!"

***

That night after everyone was asleep I logged on to Skype. Krissy was logged in so there was hope. I clicked "Call". It rang and rang and rang and eventually timed out. I waited five minutes and tried again withe the same result. I waited fifteen minutes this time. The same thing was happening. I was about to hit "End call" when Krissy answered. She didn't say anything though. She was wearing a black T-Shirt instead of her normal sexy lingerie. The T-shirt read, "They're ALL jerks!", in big white letters.

I opened my mouth to speak but I didn't know what to say and based on today's performance I knew there was a better than fifty percent chance that I would royally screw it up. I shut my mouth. Again I got ready to explain but stopped.

Finally I settled on, "I'm sorry, really sorry Krissy."

"For what Mr. A? Oh wait, was it for implying I'm a blackmailing whore?"

"Egg shells, Jack," I thought. "Egg shells." I went for the truth.

"Krissy, I panicked. I just panicked."

She didn't seem impressed as I continued.

"You don't understand Krissy. I don't panic. It's kind of my thing. Since I can remember. Not when I blew up the gun powder I was mixing as a teenager and had to get fifty stitches on my hands. Nor when that drunk guy hit me while I was cycling to work."

"I remember that. I was so scared for you." She seemed to soften slightly.

"Really? You were just a kid."

Krissy actually blushed.

"But Krissy, the thought of losing you did make me panic. I didn't like it and it scares me a bit."

This seemed to soften Krissy some more.

"Ok, Mr. A but it was still a very mean thing to say."

"You're absolutely right. It may have been the meanest and dumbest thing I've said in my entire life."

I waited for Krissy to go next.

"I came this close to cancelling my plans to go to Waterloo. You would regret it too because I have quite the plans for us."

Inwardly I let out a "phew".

"I'm so glad to hear that Krissy. I took out some money for your ticket. I'll leave it in the top drawer in my study. Buy a ticket for Air Canada 1620 leaving Sunday night at 8:20pm to Toronto, returning Friday night 10pm. We'll rent a car and drive to Waterloo. Also book a room for yourself at the Marriott. Okay?"

"Okay Mr. A," and she let out her first smile. "I'll start packing tonight. Are you a member of the mile high club yet?"

"No. Why, are you?"

Krissy just smiled. She turned away from the camera and stepped back. She crossed her arms and lifted her T-Shirt off."

"Yeah baby, take it off."

Krissy looked over her shoulder, blew me a kiss, turned around quickly giving me a brief view of her gorgeous breasts and erect nipples and said, "Good night." Then she ended the call.

"Wait!" I yelled but it was too late. She'd hung up. I thought we might squeeze in a masturbation session but it was not to be. "This is going to be a long three days of waiting," I thought.

***

I arrived ridiculously early for the flight. Two hours for a short domestic hop. I did my self-checkin and dropped off my baggage. I then preceded to sit where I could wait and look out without appearing to look out. After about an hour there was still no sign of Krissy and I started to get worried even though there was still lots of time. Then in she came wearing a white button down blouse with a white camisole just visible underneath, a calf length faded blue jean skirt, white anklet socks and a pair of New Balance running shoes. I made no real show of noticing her but I was about to give her a smile when I saw her parents Klara and Oliver trailing behind her.

I looked away but continued to watch them through the corner of my eye. They were heading in my direction. I turned my head away as far as it would go without breaking my neck and fixed my stare on some random point. They actually came right up to me with Klara now in the lead and she said, "Jack, good to see you."

"Klara, what a nice surprise," I said.

'"Well you didn't think we'd just drop her at the door and leave her to find you now, did you?"

"No of course not," I managed, not knowing what to think.

"And thanks in advance for looking out for her Jack," said Oliver. "We know she's in good hands. And if any boys get frisky, don't be afraid to relieve them of their gonads!"

"Dad!" yelled Krissy. "Stop embarrassing me."

I smiled and said nothing.

"Well we'll go get her checked in and then we have to run to a show at the NAC. See you Jack and thanks again."

"Yeah, see ya," I said. I felt a slight pang of guilt but I had come to terms with banging their lovely daughter a long time ago. "I'm in seat 6C by the way," I yelled.

About fifteen minutes later Krissy came back. "Watch my bag," she said and headed off to the ladies. Ten minutes later she came back out. Now she was wearing a different blue jean skirt. This one was mid-thigh and show-cased her great legs. She leaned in, put something in my shirt pocket and said, "We should get going." She started to walk to the escalator down to security.

I pulled out what she put in my pocket and immediately shoved it into a pants pocket. It was a pair of white frilly panties that I presumed she'd taken off. Just then Krissy dropped her boarding pass. She didn't stoop to pick it up but instead bent from the waist. Every male and female eye in the place was trained on Krissy's ass. I was no different. Like everyone else, I was also trying to see Krissy's pussy. Damn that last half inch of material.

I got up to follow, strategically holding my laptop backpack to hide my hard on.

Even going down the escalator, all eyes on the upward bound side were on Krissy's legs. I smiled, looking forward to raising that skirt a bit more on the plane.

As we went through security, I could see the security personnel eyeing Krissy intently and I think they were praying for her to beep so they could slowly pass their wand over her body, especially up and down her legs. No such luck.

After a quick stop at Tim Horton's to get coffees and a donut, we headed to the gate.

"I'm in 6E across the aisle. We should have checked-in online," said Krissy. "No point in getting a blanket now," she smiled knowingly.

I'd never imagined we'd do something in our seats in a crowded plane. My hard on kept going.

It was a crowded flight so we sat opposite each other in the waiting area. The man on my right was busy reading his emails on his BlackBerry and the lady on my left was reading a book. One of Krissy's neighbours was napping and the other was typing away intently on her laptop. Therefore when Krissy started slowly opening her legs, I was the only one who noticed. She just kept talking innocuously, about the weather like a good Canadian, and I just kept nodding and adding "Uh-huh's" every now and then.

My whole attention was on the flower that was opening up to the sunshine as Krissy's thighs went further and further apart. I could see her lovely pussy clearly. I was sure somebody must notice and looked around at our neighbours but they were completely self-absorbed.

When I turned back to Krissy both her hands were folded over her lap and I thought the show was over. However, she slowly moved her right hand down more and inserted her middle finger half-way into her cunt.

I almost dropped my coffee. This crazy wonderful girl was masturbating in a crowded airport lounge. God I loved her.

She brought her finger up to her mouth and sucked it. "Hmm, this Boston cream is good," she said. If anyone was watching though they might have noticed that her donut was untouched.

I thought I might cum just watching her. Krissy smiled. Then I saw her eyes dart up to look over my shoulder. I turned around and saw a red-head young lady staring intently at Krissy. I turned back to Krissy who had an even bigger grin on her face and saw her put her finger back into her pussy. She slowly moved it around. She closed her eyes. Her thumb rubbed her clitoris. This was getting out of control.

Just then they announced pre-boarding for our flight. Krissy's eyes snapped open and her legs snapped shut. Krissy smiled at me. "So as I was saying, I brought my umbrella because I'm predicting it's going to be very wet in Waterloo most of the time while we're there," she said. 

Meanwhile, the red-head came around, handed Krissy a small piece of paper and just said, "Anytime, anywhere!" and walked away.

As we got up to join the line I whispered to Krissy, "You're sexy and crazy and not necessarily in that order! What did that lady give you?"

Krissy laughed and showed me the paper with a name and phone number on it.

We made it to our seats relatively uneventfully though I took the opportunity of every line-up to rub my hard-on against Krissy.

With an aisle and a passenger between us we couldn't really interact. The passenger was a blond haired jock who I overheard saying to Krissy that he was an entrepreneurial personal trainer who was going to sign some big contracts with some big-wigs in Waterloo.

I'll admit I was a little jealous. Krissy had crossed her legs which made her skirt ride up her thigh. She was also laughing and putting strands of hair that fell out of place back behind her ear. She was flirting with this idiot!

I was annoyed and a bit jealous. As the plane lifted off I heard him telling Krissy about the Porsche he was planning to buy once he was back from his trip. 

As soon as we reached cruising altitude I started trying to make eye contact with Krissy. It was only a 45 minute flight so time was of the essence. 

By the time I finished my pretzels and drink, I'd still had no luck. Or rather Krissy refused to look my way. I decided to take control of the situation and got up. To make sure I was noticed I "accidentally" slipped and caught myself on the arm of the idiot's seat. 

"Oops, sorry," I said as I finally caught Krissy's eye but I couldn't read her expression. 

I headed to the back and got into one of the washrooms. I couldn't tell if Krissy had seen which one I had entered. We'd agreed she'd wait 2 minutes and then join me. 

I decided to save time and unzipped my pants and pulled them down along with my briefs. I looked at my watch which seemed to be ticking at a snail's pace. Two minutes passed then three then four. At the five minute mark I was about to give up when there was a tentative knock at the door. 




The Babysitter Did It Ch. 06



"Krissy?" 

There was a pause and then I heard a whispered, "Yes". 

"Finally!" I said and opened the door to find a stewardess standing in the doorway. 

"Ummm," I started but froze. Visions of being arrested when I got off the plane flashed through my head. 

"Well I guess Blondie's not missing too much," said the stewardess looking down below my waist. 

I looked down at my limp dick and when I looked up I saw the stewardess step into the washroom and close the door behind her. 

This time I couldn't even manage an "Umm". 

"So DOM, I'm not really accustomed to being invisible to men...or women for that matter." 

"My name's not Dom," I managed. 

"Yes, Mr. Adams, Mr. Jack Adams. I know who passenger 6C is. DOM is short for 'Dirty Old Man'. Blondie's what? 16?" 

"She's 18!" I protested.

"Ok, she's legal. You're not on a path for jail. That's positive. You were almost drooling while staring at her." 

As we spoke, I finally saw the stewardess instead of just looking at her and took a sharp intake of breath. On a scale of 1 to 10, stewardess Paola (which was printed on her name tag), was like a 12. I pegged her as Brazilian and couldn't imagine how I'd missed her before. She seemed to be in her early twenties with long brown hair that went down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a gorgeous crystal blue and her full lips were a subdued sexy rouge. 

Travelling south I saw the first three buttons of her blouse were undone giving a glimpse of cleavage. Onward, below her skirt that looked shorter than I ever remembered seeing on a stewardess, were legs that screamed "Lick me!". 

"Now that's more like it," said Paola. I looked up, saw her smiling, and followed her eyes back down to see I had a raging hard on. 

Before I knew what was happening, Paola knelt down in the cramped space, cupped my balls and put her lips on the head of my cock. 

"Oh...oh...wooh!" I said. 

She went further down on me, sucked hard and slowly pulled off. 

"Should I stop?" she asked. 

I was about to say "Unfortunately yes" when Paola deep throated me as far as she could go. "Oh god no," I heard myself say instead.

She massaged my balls and smiling said, "Ok, good and sorry but we don't have much time so you'll be exploding soon." 

And with that she went back down on me. 

"Can I see your tits Paola?" I asked. 

She stopped bobbing her head and let go of my balls to completely unbutton her blouse. She had no bra on. I wasn't surprised. I pulled her to her feet. "Paola, that's a pretty name. Italian?" I asked.

"Brazilian," she said.

I bent down and took her right breast into my mouth. I sucked hard and swirled my tongue around her hard nipple. She put her head back and sighed. 

"Yeah, DOM, suck it!" She said. 

I found being called a "Dirty Old Man" somewhat erotic though I hadn't thought of myself as old until Paola had decided to make a point of it. Compared to Paola, not to mention Krissy and her gang, I was old.

I switched to the left breast, sucking even harder this time. "Ouch!" She said. "Relax, they're not going anywhere." 

I bit down on her nipple a tiny bit harder while also reaching under her skirt to cup her pussy. I gently rotated her clit with my thumb. 

"Owww...oohhh...hmmm...yeah...a DOM who knows what he's doing!" 

Now was not the time to tell her I was making it up as I went along. I slipped my finger under the inner thigh part of her panties. 

"You're so wet." 

"No shit Sherlock." 

In answer I switched back to her right breast, biting the flesh hard, sucking the nipple hard and simultaneously shoving my middle finger hard into her cunt. 

"Aaahh! " She threw her head back panting. "This is fucking amazing but if you don't hurry up I won't have time to do you." 

"I could stop Paola," I said and pushed two fingers into her as far as they would go. 

"I'd fucking kill you DOM!", she managed.

I smiled and returned to sucking her nipple. I pulled my fingers out and offered them to her. 

She hesitated a moment and then tentatively sucked them. She closed her eyes and sucked more enthusiastically. 

"I bet you taste amazing," I said.

"I never knew," she replied looking surprised.

I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and sucked them myself. There was just the hint of her left on my fingers. Not enough. I put my hand back down and shoved the two fingers back into her hard.

"Hmpf!" she said biting her lip gently.

I sucked my fingers. "Yum, you're as sweet as a persimmon. I wish there was more room in here for me to have my dessert and eat it too."

Paola looked around and then kicked off her shoes. Impressively she raised and put her right foot on the sink that was almost waist high for her and pushed off. With her hands against the left wall she stood up gracefully, resting her left foot on the bar someone would use to stabilize themselves. She braced herself with her hands on either wall.

It was such a fluid motion. "Gymnast? Dancer?" I asked.

"Rock climber," she replied, "but I've never used the skills to get eaten before. How's the height?"

"Perfect," I said. Heaven was right in front of my face. Her panty was still pulled to the side leaving her lips sticking out. She was completely shaven. "A Brazilian with a Brazilian wax," I said. "So smooth. Not all stereotypes are bad," I said. I inhaled her scent deeply and blew out my breath on her. Slowly, ever so gently I licked the length of her pussy.

"Oh DOM!" she said.

I reached my hands up to grasp her ass and pulled her to me.

I gave a harder lick this time and sucked her clitoris.

"Fuck yeah!" she said this time a bit too loudly.

I opened her up so I could lick inside of her. She tilted her hips forward. I pulled her panties further away and licked her ass-hole.

She moaned but soon grabbed my hair to pull me up a bit. I licked from her butt-hole back up to her clit. She pulled my head in and said, "Enough. Stay there!"

I resumed sucking her clit. 

"Yeah...keep going...faster...faster," she said.

I happily obliged. I felt she was getting close and I squeezed and dug my finger nails into her ass.

"Yes...yes...yesssss!" she fairly shouted.

She pulled my head to her even harder and her body started trembling. 

I very carefully and gently bit her clit causing her to buck her hips. 

She squeezed me so hard I was almost suffocating on her cunt. "Good way to die," I thought. 

"Don't move," she whispered as her whole body trembled again and then went quiet for a few seconds followed by a smaller quake. This pattern repeated for another minute or two. 

Paola pulled back so I could breathe, jumped down and said, "Okay, Mr. Adams, now please return to your seat and fasten your seat belt." 

"What?!" 

"Just kidding," she laughed. She looked at her watch. "Sorry, but this is going to have to be a super quickie." 

It was my turn to laugh. 

"What?" Paulo asked.

"For men, the word 'sorry' never has to proceed a sentence like that - even if you're Canadian." I looked at her. "You have a gorgeous smile!" 

"Thanks. How about the rest of me?" she asked and took a step back. 

I looked at her cute face surrounded by her long hair. Travelled down to the perky breasts. Kept going to the skirt hiked up around her hips and the bunched up cotton panties. Her long legs completed her. "No other word than 'Incredible!" 

"You're sweet DOM. I see why Blondie likes you." 

She must have seen the frown on my face because she said, "Kinda late to be feeling guilty, isn't it?" 

Before I could figure out a response I felt her soft lips encircle the head of my penis and as I looked down, she slowly went all the way down and took me all the way inside her mouth. 

She sucked as hard as she could and slowly pulled completely off of me while swirling her tongue around my penis but still maintaining the suction all the way. 

"Holy shit!" 

"You like? I call it 'The Paola Special'" 

She pumped my cock a few times with her hand while gently rubbing my balls. Then she took me again into her mouth. 

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen...," began the steward with his pre-landing announcement. 

Paola started pumping me faster. Then she swirled her tongue a few more times around the head of my penis. 

"...so please put your trays up and bring your seats..." Paola took the head into her mouth and started her landing. She again massaged my balls and picked up the pace even more. 

"I'm gonna come," I panted. I wanted her to be ready. I assumed she was going to swallow my seed to keep things clean but just as I was about to explode, she pulled my cock out of my mouth and pumped it so that I shot a huge load over her tits. 

I like when my cum is swallowed but I really love cumming on faces, breasts, asses or almost any body part. 

As my pulse slowed a bit I said, "Sorry for the big mess you have to clean up." 

She gave me her winning smile. "If I'd wanted to keep things clean I would have," she said and with that she started to button up her blouse with the globs from me still on her. They made some wet patches on her shirt which I thought would be a bit too obvious but what did I know? 

She gave me a kiss on the lips and said, "It's been my pleasure serving you Mr. Adams, please cum again." 

I smiled at her double-entendre. 

"And now DOM hurry up and get back to your seat before the whole plane realizes what we've been doing." 

Just before pulling down her skirt she took off her panties and handed then to me. 

"Souvenir" 

She took another minute to fix-up the rest of the uniform, her make-up and hair and was gone. 

I took another couple minutes to get ready and then gently opened the door and quietly stepped out. 

"I hope you're feeling better sir, now please return to your seat." I turned and saw the steward with a bemused expression on his face. "Uh yeah, I feel much better," I mumbled and headed back to my seat. I sat down and tried to see what Krissy was doing out of the corner of my eye. 

She seemed to look at me a couple moments and then turned back to talking to the moron. I looked at her more closely and could swear that another button was undone on her top. She seemed to be ignoring me. 

Just then Paola came up to our row. She was wearing her flight attendant jacket which would hide the ejaculate. 

She leaned in to Krissy's row and said, "Excuse me miss could I just tighten that seat belt a little?" 

Her cleavage was right in Krissy's face so I couldn't imagine how she could fail to smell my cum which I guess was what Paola wanted. 

In a moment she was gone and I saw Krissy stare at me for a moment. I looked into her eyes and felt my face going red. She turned away first. She pulled out her phone, checked it a moment and said, "Perry, it looks like what I came to Waterloo is going to be cancelled. Why don't you give me your number. Maybe we can go for dinner some night."

I bit my tongue which still had the taste of Paola on it. I wondered if I had squandered a great trip or for that matter a fantastic relationship for an amazing blow-job and cunt-licking. "Was it worth it?" I wondered. I watched Paola's ass as she bent to help another passenger. "No, it wasn't. No question. Would I do it again? Abso-fucking-lutely!" 

***

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