Chapter 1

“Hello, Breanna? This is Mrs. Duncan. Would you be able to babysit for us on Friday night? It’s Tom and I’s anniversary and he’s taking me out for dinner and dancing. It’s been a long time since we went dancing, and I’m really looking forward to it!” she said.

“Sure, Mrs. Duncan, I’d be happy to! Sally and Bobby are great kids and we always have a lot of fun. It sounds like an exciting night for you too! What time do you want me to be there?” Breanna said.

“If you could be here around 6:30, that would be great. Our dinner reservations are for 7:30, so that would give us enough time to get to the restaurant,” she said.

“That’s fine. I’ll be there Mrs. Duncan,” Breanna said.

“Oh good! Thank you, sweetie, I am so looking forward to Friday night! I’ll see you then!” she said, then hung up.

Breanna Clarke had babysat for the Duncan many times and she really did enjoy their kids Sally and Bobby. Sally was six years old and just getting into the tea party scene, and Bobby was only four so he was still comfortable playing along with his sister. He hadn’t gotten too macho for a little tea and cookies yet!

And the Duncans were quite fond of Breanna as well. They trusted her to take care of their two young kids, and felt very comfortable with her in charge. So Breanna marked on her calendar to be at the Duncan’s at 6:30 on Friday. The Duncan’s lived a couple of blocks away, and she would usually cut through the alley and through a vacant lot to get to their house. And at that hour, the sun was still high enough in the sky to light the way good for her. Coming back home though, she would have to take the long way and stay on the sidewalk under the streetlights if she walked home.

Friday came and Breanna showed up right on time at the Duncan’s house. “Okay Breanna, here is our cell phone number. We should be back sometime around 1:00 am at the latest – I don’t think poor Tom can’t take much more dancing than that!” she giggled.

“Men just don’t know how important a night of dancing is to us girls!” Breanna said.

“I know, right?” Mrs. Duncan said. “Oh well, I’ll take what I can get!” she said.

Then the Duncans left for their night out and Breanna turned to the kids. They had their obligatory tea party with water for tea but real cookies (which the kids thought was just great!). After the tea party was finished the three of them sat on the couch and Sally brought her favorite book “The Cat In The Hat” for Breanna to read.

“Sally, haven’t I read this to you like a hundred times already? Are you sure you wouldn’t want me to read another book?” Breanna said.

“I like this one!” she said. Breanna sighed and opened the book and Sally sat down on one side of her with Bobby taking the other side. She began reading the old story and showing Bobby the pictures which are what he liked most anyway.

Before long it was 8:30 and time for the kid’s bath. First in the bath was Sally. She could pretty much do everything herself, except washing her hair. She needed help doing that because she hated to get soap in her eyes.

After Sally was out and dried off Breanna sent her to her room to put on her nightgown while she got Bobby in the tub. While Bobby was soaking, Breanna made a phone call.

“Hello Jimmy, it’s Breanna. Hey, I’m babysitting at the Duncan’s tonight, want to come over and keep me company? I’m going to be putting the kids to bed in about a half hour and they won’t be back until 1:00 or so.

“Sure,” he said, “I’ll come over around 9:00 and wait outside until you come to the door, that way I’ll know the kids are in bed.”

“Okay I’ll see you soon!” she said and hung up. She hurried up and got Bobby bathed and in his pajamas and then got them off to bed, kissing each of them on the forehead. Then she hurried downstairs to let her boyfriend Jimmy inside.

Once inside, Jimmy sat down on the couch while Breanna got a couple of sodas out of the fridge for them. Mrs. Duncan always left sodas and snacks for her when she babysat because she knew that Breanna had eaten dinner early to come babysit and she would probably get hungry before she went home.

Breanna came back and sat down with Jimmy on the sofa and tried to find something to watch on TV. But TV wasn’t what Jimmy had in mind when he came over. He began with soft kisses on her neck, knowing that Breanna could never resist when he kissed her softly on the neck.

“Jimmyyy...” she moaned in half-hearted protest. “We can’t, baby! I’m supposed to be babysitting!”

“You are babysitting! It’s just that the kids are in bed!” he said. He kissed her neck again and nibbled on her earlobe.

“Oh God, Jimmy! You know what that does to me...” she moaned again.

He knew exactly what it did. But he wanted to hear it from her. “No baby,” he kissed her again, “Tell me what it does to you,”

“Oh God! Oh Jimmy you make me crazy, honey!” she said.

Suddenly he got up and took Breanna by the hand taking her back down the hallway to the master bedroom. “Jimmy we can’t! This is the Duncan’s bedroom! The Duncan’s bed!” she said.

“Don’t worry ... this is probably the most action it has seen since the kids were born! Besides we won’t make a mess. We’ll just smooth out the sheets and blankets when we’re done,” he said.

“I don’t know Jimmy ... the Duncans are pretty good people. I have been babysitting for them for years. You aren’t even supposed to be here! I would hate to make them mad and lose them, they pay really good and it’s fun to watch Sally and Bobby,” she said.

Breanna still didn’t seem convinced so Jimmy got behind her and began kissing her neck again. This time though he added another component ... he wrapped his arms around her waist and as he kissed and nibbled on her, his hands slid under her t-shirt and up to her tits. He pushed her bra up over her full ripe tits and began pawing her, mauling her firm, fleshy globes, squeezing them together and sinking his fingers into the meaty melons.

Breanna didn’t stand a chance against his touch. She loved Jimmy and was always eager to have sex with him. And even though she knew she was “on the job”, she crumbled as he fueled her passion fires with his kisses and his hands on her.

Ohhh God, Jimmy ... I want you so much...” she moaned her knees weak and wobbly. She could feel her pussy getting wet already and her mind was clouding over with her desire for him.

He smiled and began to take his clothes off. “But you got to promise not to make a mess. I can’t have the Duncan’s know anything about this!” she said. He nodded as he took off his pants.

The two giggled and laughed as they jumped into bed and before long their heavy petting had gotten much more serious.

“Get up on your knees, I want to fuck that tight pussy from behind tonight!” Jimmy said. She loved it when he mounted her like this. It made her feel submissive and she loved when he took control. “Yes, Jimmy take me! Make me your slut, your whore! Fuck my slut pussy and take what you want from me!” she cried.

Jimmy grabbed his cock and thrust deeply into her, causing Breanna to gasp aloud. “Oh Fuck Yes! Fuck me, Jimmy! Fuck your slut whore hard! Give me all that delicious cock!” she cried out. He reached up and grabbed hold of her dark brown hair and hauled her head back using it to pull her back onto his hard cock.

He fucked her hard and deep just the way she liked it. With his free hand, he reached around her and his fingers toyed with her throbbing clit, adding even more electrical sensations to what his cock was already doing to her.

The making out in the living room had already warmed her up and his pounding her wet hungry pussy was taking its toll on her senses. It wasn’t long before Breanna had reached her crest and Jimmy, who was horny before he even came over that night, was right behind her.

“Oh God, Jimmy! I’m going to cum, baby! Please make me cum! Please!” she pleaded.

With a loud groan, Jimmy exploded inside her, his cock filling her pussy with his sweet creamy spunk. The instant she felt his hot cum splash against her pussy walls, it triggered her own tremendous orgasm and she bit down on the pillow to keep from screaming out and possibly waking the children.

She clawed at the sheets and balled them up in her hands as the tidal wave washed over her and engulfed her. Pussy juice mixed with his cum leaked out around Jimmy’s pistoning cock and stained the sheets under them but they didn’t notice, so wrapped up in their own orgasmic pleasure.

Finally as the last waves raced through her, Breanna fell exhausted onto the bed, with Jimmy falling on top of her then rolling to the side. Both lay there panting as they tried to recover. They had only been laying there for a couple of moments when Breanna’s cell phone rang. She quickly picked it up thinking it was the Duncan’s calling to see how things were going, but instead of a phone call, it was a text:

I know what you have been doing. it said. Breanna didn’t recognize the number who it was from so she thought it was either a wrong number or someone trying to pull a joke. She showed it to Jimmy, but they both dismissed it.

“Oh Jimmy, we made a mess! I need to get these into the wash right away!” Breanna said. Before they even got dressed, they stripped the sheets off the bed. Fortunately, none of the blankets got soiled so Breanna snuck the sheets into the laundry room down the hall and put them in the washing machine. She went back to the bedroom to get dressed when she got another text from the same strange number.

I wonder if the Duncan’s would appreciate you fucking on their bed. it said.

Now Breanna was scared. “Jimmy! Somebody knows what we did!” she said panicking. She showed the text to him and Jimmy got up to look out the windows. But he didn’t see anything.

“I don’t see anyone, Breanna. Someone must just be playing you. I wouldn’t worry about it unless you get more texts,” he said, trying to keep Breanna from freaking out.

“Well someone has a sick sense of humor then!’ she said. They went back out into the living room to wait for the wash to be done. They still had some time before the Duncan’s would be home and Breanna hoped to have the bed remade by their return.

Around 12:30 Jimmy left so he wouldn’t be there when the Duncan’s got home. The sheets had dried and the Jimmy had helped her make the bed before he left. Breanna was just sitting on the couch waiting for them to come home when she got another text.

I have a video of you and Jimmy. Meet me at Hancock Park by the statue of Peter Hancock at 12:00 tomorrow. Come alone. If you don’t show or if you don’t come alone, I will put the video online and send a link to the Duncan’s and your parents. I’m sure they would love to know what goes on when you “babysit”!