Loving Babysitter Part 2

Once we were in the bathroom, Jamie turned on the water to let it warm up then kissed me again. “Step in Lisa, I’ll wash you.”


I pulled my hair tie out and sat it on the sink, shaking out my hair. It came to just below the bottom of my shoulder blades. Jamie finished adjusted the water and offered a hand to help me in. My face felt sticky, as well as my hands. Once I was in, I started rubbing the water into my hair. It was hotter than I usually showered but I liked it just the same.


Jamie got in after me and took over wetting my hair, then starting lathering shampoo in my hair. I felt a little silly having someone else wash me but it was a bit relaxing. After my hair was rinsed, she massaged the conditioner deep into my scalp. I’d never had any type of massage but I saw then why people liked them.
After she rinsed out my hair, she washed her own and I couldn’t help but watch the suds run down her breasts. They were right at eye level for me. I wanted to bury my face in them. I didn’t know where it was coming from but they were just so perfect. And she was so toned. Her stomach was solid, and she had a nice bronzed tan.


Jamie noticed me staring and said, “Just do whatever feels natural baby.”


I blushed a bit at getting caught then leaned into them, laying my head on her chest and hugging her close. My arms just barely reached around her but I snuggled as close as I could get, feeling loved. I hadn’t had much human contact in my life. After I was about 5, it just seemed weird to hug my parents and I didn’t really have many friends.

Jamie smiled down at me and hugged me back. Nothing had ever felt so perfect so I almost cried out when she pulled away. She just smirked a little and started washing me. I grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up while she washed my back and giggled as my sides got tickled a bit. When she was done with my back I motioned for her to turn around. I washed her back delicately taking in the full details of it all. Everything from her strong shoulders, her toned back, small waist, the sensual dip at the base just above her perfectly rounded ass.

As I got to her ass my curiosity got the better of me as it usually did and I cupped it and squeezed. I had to know if it was as firm as it looked. It was indeed which made my mouth water. How was a woman making me feel this way? I looked up and she was grinning down at me which made me blush.

Jamie rinsed herself off then proceeded to wash me, taking her time on my breasts and pussy. I relished in her touch and just stared up into her emerald eyes. She was smiling at me in such a loving way.

After we were both clean she got down on both knees and grabbed my razor from the low shelf. “Sit down and lean back. Let’s clean up this hair.” She said and she played with my thin curls. I did as she said, nervous about the razor near such a sensitive place.

She seemed to sense my fears and looked at me reassuringly, “Trust me. I’ve done this to myself plenty.” She said as she started shaving. It felt weird but was over soon enough.

We both got out and she dried me, then herself and put the towels in the washer since the laundry room came off of the bathroom. She grabbed my hand and laced our fingers together then walked us to the couch where our clothes were hanging all over it.