Free The Babysitter's Seduction by Kelli Wolfe

“Everything’s all right? Nobody needs anything?”
    “No, David, everything here is under control. Everything’s fine, don’t worry about us.”
    I made my tone as reassuring as I could. Poor guy had enough to worry about, and I didn’t want him fretting about the kids or me. He was going to wind up with an ulcer if he wasn’t careful. And everything really was fine; David Morris just worried a lot.
    “Good. I’ll be home at eight, then. Thank you again, Jenna.”
    “No sweat, David.”
    I hung up and went to check on the kids. They had all finished dinner and parked themselves in front of the TV to watch cartoons. Thank god for cartoons. I took advantage of the quiet to clear the table and decided to do the dishes while I was at it; that would be one less thing for David to worry about when he got home. By the time I finished cleaning up it was almost seven-thirty. That meant bath time for the twins.
    They launched into their it’s-not-fair-he-gets-to-stay-up-later routine, but by now it was just done for form’s sake, and they headed for the bathroom without having to be told twice. I sat and watched cartoons with Tommy until the twins finished, then sent him in for his turn. When I tucked the girls in and checked the clock it was eight-fifteen.
      I plopped down on the couch and tried to read, but I was too restless to get into my book. Tommy came out of the bathroom and waved at me from the hall. He had hit that age where he was getting more standoffish, wanting hugs less frequently and on his own terms.
    I winked at him. “Goodnight, kiddo.”
    “Goodnight, Jenna.”
    His door closed and the house fell into deep silence. I tried reading again, but I was getting absolutely nowhere, so I dropped the book onto the couch and wandered through the house. A familiar picture in the hallway caught my eye; a family portrait of David with his wife Camille and all the kids gathered around them. Camille had been killed in a car accident a year ago. Since then David had been doing his best to handle everything, but a promotion a couple of months back had eaten up more and more of his time until he was working late practically every weeknight, and spending half his weekends at the office. And often it happened without a lot of notice, leaving his babysitter in the lurch.
    When their last sitter finally threw up her hands in disgust and walked out, she told David to call me. I was in my second year of college now and looking for something where I could make a little extra money and still get all of my homework done. When I heard the situation I was skeptical, but I took pity on the naked desperation in David’s voice and agreed to give it a shot.
    I didn’t realize just how bad things were until the second time that eight o’clock turned into midnight. We had a heart-to-heart after that, and David explained that it wasn’t a permanent thing, but he was on the hook for the next three months of the startup period. In the end I didn’t mind it so much. David’s kids were great, and it was generally a pretty quiet job so I never got behind on my homework and studying.
    The clock in the hall chimed nine o’clock. I sighed and plopped back down on the couch, looked at my book and sighed again, and then flipped on the TV instead. Nothing was on, so I just surfed the channels mindlessly until I found myself watching a hot little blonde swallowing a guy’s cock. I jerked upright and hit the mute button. The kids’ doors remained firmly shut, so after a couple of minutes I turned the sound up just loud enough so I could hear it from the couch.
    It took maybe ten seconds of that to get me wet. I had broken up with my boyfriend about a month ago, and I had gotten used to regular sex with him. The dry spell was killing me. I had a vibrator and I knew how to use it, but it just wasn’t the same as being stuffed with a nice, hot cock.
    My clit swelled and throbbed for attention, so I slowly rubbed it through the thin material