Busty Babysitters Volume 1: Bribing the Sitter

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Life used to be so much better and he never used to have deviant thoughts about young girls. As the weekend approached, Andrew decided that the problem was him. His whole attitude about life, his career, and his marriage was the problem. He decided that thinking about his babysitter was a direct result of his negativity. She was exciting and different. That was all. He would change and with his mental change he could change his life and his marriage and his job and everything else for the better. There had to be a way to break through to Samantha. She wasn't a bitch when he married her. They use to have amazing chemistry and went out and had good times together. At some point in time, things changed and it wasn't because they had kids. Their problems started before Samantha got pregnant. Do all high school seniors dress that way? He wondered. He had to remind himself that she was eighteen and could dress any damn way she chose. She was an adult now, although just barely. John stood there for a long time staring at the closed door, until his wife called to him from upstairs. I... uh... are you going somewhere?" Andrew asks in a perplexed tone. Not sure what is going on he handed his wife the roses as he awaits a response. Rachel leaned partially out of the doorway and gave her mother a thumbs up indicating that I had no problem giving her a ride home. I heard two honks from the car and I waved at her mother who looked all dolled up. I wave at her and watch her speed happily away. Yes. That would be fine." John wondered if he could drive without sneaking glances over at her chest on the way to her house.

Yes!" he exclaimed a little too loudly. "Sorry, Rachel. It was a long week and I'm exhausted." He stood to the side allowing her to saunter past him.Well Tommy couldn't take it anymore. He simply had to molest her. "Maybe she wants it?" he thought.

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John found himself smiling like an idiot when he got off the phone. She had a way of making him feel like an awkward kid fresh out of high school. He had forgotten to ask her if she needed another ride home tonight.

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Now at least, he was calmer and could be around her a little longer without so much urgency to cum. After calming down a bit he got some more water and acted as if everything was normal. After all, he had been sneaking around the house staring at her and beating off a couple times already, but all was normal, la, de, dah. Tommy then went to the bathroom to wipe himself down and dry himself off. Even after shooting off twice, he was still up for some more gawking. When Andrew arrived home he left the car outside the garage as he wanted to walk up to the door with a good attitude and show Samantha that he was ready to make things better. That plan however went sideways almost immediately when he opened the front door and there, standing ten feet in front of him, was Samantha. His wife had a cross look on her face and she was standing in the foyer with two heavy bags and her hands on her hips. Andrew thought that was an odd response. "Well... you know we both adore you and thank you for watching them. Samantha was exhausted or she would have told you herself."