Loving Babysitter Part 3

I woke to the smell of food and climbed out of bed, getting dressed. At first I thought it had all been a dream until I looked on my nightstand and saw the array of sex toys, the smallest that had been inside me was now clean.

I sat down on my bed for a minute, soaking in the reality that I was no longer a virgin. Not only that, but I lost it to a girl! No, not a girl. A WOMAN. She was a full grown woman and damn she knew how to use her hands and mouth.

I walked out stretching and sniffing the air. I looked at her, “Mmm, smells great Jamie, what’d you make?”

Jamie turned and smiled at me. She was in her men’s clothes but some how they now looked sexy on her. Maybe it was because I knew what lay waiting beneath them. She wiped her brow and leaned down to get something out of the oven.

“Oh, you’re awake sleepy head. Have a seat Lisa, it’s lasagna. I made it from scratch.” My mouth started watering immediately and I sat at the table. “Yummy! My favorite!”

Jamie chuckled and it was like music to my ears. She dished it out and sat my plate in front of me with a fork sticking out. I scooped up a big bite and started to put it in my mouth until I heard her clear her throat. I looked up at her and set my bite back down.

She rolled her emerald eyes and sat down. “Not before we say prayer.” My jaw dropped wider than when I was about to stuff food in it and she busted up laughing, “Oh, the look on your face. That was great. I’m kidding, go ahead and eat. I just had to see your reaction.”

I glared at her for a minute, narrowing my chilly blue eyes, for interrupting my meal then sighed, laughing a little, and started eating. I had no idea how hungry I was until the food got in my mouth. I chewed it quickly and swallowed. “Oh my god Jamie, this is AMAZING. Mmm, so delicious. Thank you so much.” I wiped my mouth then kissed her cheek. Blushing slightly, “I love you.”

Jamie smiled gently back at me, “I love you too. Now eat, more fun awaits!” She said and started eating too.

The rest of our meal was eaten fairly quickly with idle chit chat. When we were finished, I insisted on washing the dishes so that she wouldn’t think I was some lazy kid, even though that’s what I normally was.

She smiled at me and dried and put away the dishes as I washed them. Soon enough I was done and realized my shirt was soaked. Jamie wrapped her arms around my waist from behind, leaning down to do so and kissing on my neck.

I snuggled into her then started to pull away, to go change into my pajama’s. As I did, her fingers slid under the edge of my shirt and pulled it off as she said, “You won’t be needing this anymore tonight.” I blushed at my shirt being so abruptly removed.

I turned to her and tried to remove hers in turn but was too short to pull it over her head. “Well then, you don’t need yours e… either.” I finally got out when she bent forward to let me pull hers off. She wasn’t wearing a bra but I was. Just a simple white sports bra. I stared at her tanned breasts as her nipples hardened from the cool air of the house. I couldn’t help myself, now filled with confidence, and reached up, grabbing one in each hand. They were each more than a handful. Mine must of looked like pasty white mounds compared to her bronzed globes.

I started massaging and kneading them, as best I could like I did my own. I took one nipple into my mouth like she had done to me and began suckling it, flicking it with my tongue.