Babysitting for Married Men 1

I had just turned 18 when Candice had to go out of town to visit her mother, who I guess was needing to move to a more suitable home. Matt hired me that Friday night so he could go to his boss’s retirement dinner.

I had found a movie in their collection, just a plain old R rated movie, and was watching it when Matt came back. I was surprised at how early he was, but I guess retirement dinners are not that exciting. Mr. Riker said it was OK if I wanted to finish the movie. He went off to the kitchen, got two sodas and sat down beside me to watch, too.

The movie rolled on to a point where the lead couple were getting pretty hot and heading off to her bedroom. Next thing they were in bed making out like crazy. I was already getting wet when his head disappeared under the covers and she started to react. I was actually pretty embarrassed being alone in the room with Mr. Riker. I looked over at him and our eyes met.

I always dressed nice when I went to their house. They usually dressed for a party or nice dinner and I felt out of place showing up in cutoffs. That night I had a mid-thigh red skirt and white angora sweater on. I didn’t have stockings on because, well, there are limits when you are taking care of children.

I couldn’t take my eyes away from him. I don’t know what was coming over me. But it wasn’t long before his hand rested on my knee and I could feel electricity over my whole body. I put my hand over his to push it away, but then I didn’t. I let him stroke the exposed part of my leg. Pretty soon we were kissing and his hands were all over my breasts.

“What about Mrs. Riker?”

“It’s OK. She doesn’t have to know.”

I was shocked because they seemed like such a loving couple, but I wasn’t exactly thinking straight either.