Babysitter Gets Used Ch. 01

It was well past midnight, and I was lying in bed wide awake, thinking of everything that had happened a few nights ago with Mr. Steden. Ever since our encounter, I had been extremely aroused.

I knew it was wrong for so many reasons, but the way he treated me and made me feel was indescribable. Jason was in my head, and he was all I could think about. He was the first man to make me orgasm twice, and the memory of it was driving my inner slut crazy with lust.

Having the best sex of my young life at the hands and prick of Jason sent me into a heightened state of arousal. I couldn’t stop myself from repeatedly digging my hand into my panties since it happened.

Strangely, I had no desire to have sex with my boyfriend Aaron; in fact, I had already decided that I was going to break up with him. After what I had experienced with Jason, Aaron just didn’t cut it anymore, nor did any of my past boyfriends.

I was so confused. First, I knew how wrong it was that I had sex with Jason, yet I longed to feel his hands on me and his cock stretching me oh so deliciously. I knew all the reasons why it was wrong-married, older, friends with my parents, among countless other reasons.

I was ashamed that I let him blackmail me into sex, but on the other hand, it was the most wonderful experience I had ever felt up to that point in my life. Although it was so wrong, I oddly had no regrets. My morals were displaced by the burning desire that I was feeling for Jason.

I needed to control my urges and put an end to this before it all exploded in both of our faces. I knew if it continued, our secret would get out one way or another, and when it did, it would be ugly. I had to be strong and resist his temptations. I thought that I could make the other night a one-time thing, or so I kept telling myself.

As my hand slipped into my panties, I closed my eyes and imagined Jason sliding his big, thick cock inside of me. As I concentrated on all those feelings and emotions Jason. had given me, it made my pussy flow like Niagara Falls. I thought, maybe one more self-induced orgasm and I might salvage a few hours of sleep.

Several days quickly passed, and I was back babysitting the Steden kids. Ms. Steden had a girls’ night out planned, and Jason was out somewhere.

I had just finished putting the kids to bed when Jason came in the front door. He was home much earlier than I had expected. Oh crap! My heart sped up as a nervous feeling washed over me.

“Hey, Emma, everything went OK with the kids?” He asked as he hung up his jacket.

“Yeah, both are tucked away in bed.” I responded. I purposely avoided eye contact, but I felt him gazing at me anyway.

“And how are you today?” He asked.

“Uh, just fine, thanks.” My voice came out quieter than usual, but I couldn’t help it. My hands had started to shake, and my throat suddenly felt very dry.

I needed to get the hell out of there. I quickly walked into the hallway, heading for the front door.

“Whoa, Emma. Where’s the fire? I still need to pay you.” I froze in my tracks.

“Oh, right,” I said with a weird, strained laugh. I turned back around to face him. Instantly, my submissive side found it impossible to look him in the eyes.

As I stood rooted in the hall leading to the door, all I could think about was what happened last time. The way he’d touched me. The way he’d fucked me. I admonished myself and told my inner slut and submissive side to stop thinking about sex and get the hell out of the house as quickly as possible.

Jason. quickly closed the distance between us, and I fought the urge to take a step back. He dug into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. Peeling off five twenties, he tried to hand them to me.

“That’s way too much,” I said. “I was only here for two hours.”

“Take it, Emma,” he said, a smirk forming on his lips. I was still hesitant, so Jason took a long step toward me.