The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel

John took in another deep breath, realizing he had started dozing off. He felt a breeze come through the window behind the setting sun, and it was a bit cool, especially since he still had a bit of sweat on his chest. He looked over at the clock on the mantle and watched the display change to 8:45 PM. Samantha, his wife, had taken the swing shift in the pharmacy in the hospital. John wasn’t sure, but suspected she had taken it to avoid him, the spark had faded from their love life.

As many couples do they attempted to have a baby to save their marriage. While it lessened tensions a bit because most attention went to the baby, it didn’t change the fact that she avoided sex with him most of the time. It wasn’t for lack of attraction, both John and Samantha had taken to the gym, as many sexless married people do. Something has to be done to get out the frustration. Three years in to having a child Samantha was in the best shape of her life, and became very distant. John was almost certain she was having an affair and had taken to jacking off a lot. For a while at least.

John felt his lover stir next to him and settle back against his side. He rolled his face onto the top of her head, smelling the sweet scent of strawberries and guava from her shampoo and body fragrance. It was a nice contrast to the thick smell of cum and other bodily juices that filled the air. John shifted just a hair to get more comfortable. He couldn’t even feel his penis. It had been a long time since he had cum hard enough to deaden all the nerves in his cock. He sure had missed it. He decided to let himself doze another hour or so before giving his lover a ride home. He would also need to change the sheets and air out the room before Samantha got home at 3:00 AM.
As John let himself fall back into his doze his thoughts drifted back to how he got here. It was about 18 months after their son James was born that Samantha went back to work. Soon after she turned frigid in the bedroom, but had stepped it up for her appearance. She worked off the baby weight and then some, started working hard on her hair and piling on the makeup. She hadn’t made that much effort in years and at first it excited John, until he realized she had little interest in him. It was like before they had James. Having a baby hadn’t fixed anything, and it was beyond frustrating.

John was a jingle writer, and only really worked about 5 hours a day in his studio just a few blocks away. He had tried working from home but it just didn’t work, he couldn’t focus the same. His wife would care for the baby in the early morning before heading to work and John would sleep, and would work in the evening after his wife returned home. That worked for a while, and basically kept them apart, which seemed to be Samantha’s desire.

As James hit two years old and wasn’t in need of constant over the top attention, Samantha decided she wanted to work the swing shift while James slept and then have John care for him in the mornings. She could have time with him in the afternoon while John worked. But soon enough she was too tired she said to do all her motherly duties and they agreed to employ a sitter for the afternoons a few days a week.

After a little research they decided to hire a girl in the neighborhood who a few families used and were very happy with. She was a straight A student who would dedicate herself to watching the kid and spend the downtime studying and was also lauded for being a healthy type and would make meals as such and cleaned up as well. She charged more than most but still less than a service so we contacted her. Her name was Susie and had just gotten her driver’s license that very weak and could drive herself and the baby in an emergency.

They met with Susie and agreed on a Mon, Wed, Fri schedule and she let them know she was available on weekends as well with advance notice. She was a cute little number. Her mother was Cambodian, a refugee from a number of years back, her dad was Italian and had met her mother while serving in the military. He brought her home and Susie was the fruit of their loins. She was about 5 foot 1, had black hair that went to her waist, it was naturally flat and had great shine. She had skin color that was a mesh of her parents, for a light brown hue. She had a very petite frame, almost no breasts to speak of. She was fairly athletic though the clothes she wore were very proper, and showed little.

She turned out to be as good as advertised and they all settled into a good rhythm. Over the next 8 months they fell into routine and John and Samantha only saw each other for an hour or so a day. It wasn’t a very fulfilling situation but at least they didn’t fight and with her working full time and he working on his commercial jingles, at least money was becoming loose for the first time in ages. The biggest pitfall for John was that he got almost no feminine attention. He was starting to consider getting a prostitute, but hated the thought of fucking a dirty whore.
It was a early summer Wednesday when Susie arrived at the house, the grill on her car was mashed in and there was a bit of smoke coming out. She was all flushed when she got to the house. It was the first hot day of the season, the mercury was topped out at 98 and when Susie came through the door, she was sweating a lot. She was wearing skimpy clothing for the first time that John have ever seen, while not suggestive at all, she was wearing flip flops, short grey shorts and pink tank top.

“Oh man! I can’t believe it!” She said with her flushed cheeks against her browned skin. John couldn’t help but notice how well her breasts filled out her top. She had a medium b cup size. Of course her tiny petite frame was still under 5 feet and it made her breasts look very healthy. The sweat line on her top went all across the top of her cleavage. John had never seen her chest that exposed but knew they had grown considerably from last Thanksgiving when he had inadvertently seen down her top when she bent over to pick James up. At this rate, she could end up with massive breasts on that little body.

“What happened Susie? What is wrong?” John asked.

“I got hit by this stupid old lady and she just drove off. I called my insurance but since dad is out of work and mom can only find part time they bought the high deductible plan and I don’t have $1000 to cover it. Now it is starting to smoke and I am worried about driving. If I can’t drive I can’t baby sit and can’t make any money.”

“Oh my gosh, that is so terrible. You know, I know a guy in town, grab your keys and I will grab James and you follow me. We will get it figured out.”

Soon their two cars made their way to Jimmy’s Car Spa, and Jimmy, being a old high school buddy of John’s agreed to let Susie pay in installments over the next few months and even had a loaner she could use for the next few days while he fixed it. Susie was so thankful and happy and John felt great about being able to help her.
On Friday John got a call from Jimmy and was told the total repair would be about $1300. John told Jimmy not to run her insurance so her rate wouldn’t go up and paid her bill in full. He had the money and thought nothing of the expenditure, and Susie had been as good as promised. A great sitter, cooked enough to take care of some of the family dinners and was such a good kid who had a bright future.

Jimmy must have called Susie because on Friday afternoon she turned up in her car instead of the loaner. She popped through the door wearing a spaghetti string purple top and black adidas gym shorts with white stripes and her flip flops. She burst through the door with tears in her eyes.