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Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content and language. Reader discretion is advised.

It was a hot summer evening when nineteen-year-old Jessica got the call from Mrs. Miller, the mother of the two kids she regularly babysat. Mrs. Miller had to attend an urgent meeting out of town and begged Jessica to stay overnight with the children. Jessica had nothing else planned for the night, so she agreed to the request.

When Jessica arrived at the Miller’s house, the children were already asleep, and Mrs. Miller had left a note thanking her for staying. Jessica fixed herself a sandwich and settled down on the couch, feeling bored and restless. She decided to watch TV, and about an hour into watching an episode of Friends, she heard a knock at the front door.

Jessica got up and cautiously walked towards the door, thinking the Miller’s might’ve left something behind. But when she opened the door, she was surprised to see Mrs. Miller’s husband, Mr. Miller. He was a handsome man in his mid-forties, with perfectly groomed hair and piercing blue eyes. Jessica couldn’t help but admire how fit he looked in his polo shirt and khakis.

“Hey, Jessica,” he said, flashing her a charming smile. “Sorry to disturb you, I was hoping to grab something I left in the office.”

Jessica didn’t know how to react. She had only met Mr. Miller a few times and was all the time nervous around him. But tonight, for some reason, she felt a strange attraction towards him. She tried to keep her cool and let him in.

As Mr. Miller walked towards the office, Jessica couldn’t withstand but watch him from behind. She felt a tingling sensation in her stomach and realized that she was getting turned on by this forbidden wondered. She shook her head and tried to focus on something else, but her mind kept wandering.

Just as Mr. Miller grabbed what he needed and turned to leave, Jessica bumped into him accidentally, and they both stumbled back. Jessica’s hand landed on Mr. Miller’s crotch, and she could feel his cock twitching against her fingers. She gasped and took a step back, feeling embarrassed and guilty.

“I-I’m so sorry,” she stammered, averting her gaze.

Mr. Miller didn’t say anything, but his eyes were fixated on her every move. Jessica felt a sudden urge to run out of the room, but her legs refused to move. She wanted to say something, but her throat felt dry and parched.

Mr. Miller stepped closer to her, and Jessica could feel his breath on her face. He touched her chin and lifted it, forcing her to make eye contact with him. She felt helpless and vulnerable under his gaze, but at the same time, something about it felt thrilling and erotic.

“What are you doing, Jessica?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“I-I don’t know,” she whispered, barely audible.

“Are you attracted to me?” he asked, his hand now moving downwards to caress her neck.

Jessica nodded, feeling her body react to his touch.

“Good,” he said, his lips inching closer to hers.

Jessica closed her eyes, anticipating his kiss. When it finally came, it was soft at first, but soon it turned into a passionate frenzy. Mr. Miller pushed Jessica against the wall and lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Her pussy was soaking wet, and she could feel his cock getting harder against her skin.

The two of them made their way to the living room, not caring that the children were sleeping just a few feet away. Mr. Miller laid Jessica down on the couch and started to kiss her neck, making her moan in delight. He slowly stripped off her clothes, taking his own time to tease and explore every inch of her body.

Jessica had never felt like this before. She had never been with a man like Mr. Miller, so experienced, so confident, and so damn hot. She surrendered herself to his touch, letting him lead the way.

As Mr. Miller kissed his way down to her breasts, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked it hard. Jessica arched her back, feeling waves of pleasure ripple through her body. She wrapped her fingers around his hair, holding him close.

Without warning, Mr. Miller slid down between her legs and licked her pussy. Jessica gasped and moaned, feeling her clit pulse with excitement. He used his tongue expertly, going in circles and then slowly inserting it inside her. Jessica rode the waves of pleasure, her body trembling with every stroke.

Mr. Miller finally climbed back on top of her, his cock erect and ready. He positioned himself between her legs and slowly slid inside her. Jessica let out a soft cry, feeling full and stretched. He rode her hard and fast, making her scream with pleasure. He shifted position, and their bodies entwined in a frantic dance. Jessica pushed back, begging for more and more until they both finally climaxed, drenched in sweat and completely exhausted.

As Jessica lay there panting, she knew that what they had done was wrong. Mr. Miller was a married man, and she had been the one entrusted to take care of his children. But at that moment, nothing else mattered. They had given into their desires and let their passions go wild.

The next morning, when Mrs. Miller returned, Jessica tried her best to act ordinary, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty. She knew that what Mr. Miller and her had shared was not something that could be repeated, at least not without consequences.

But as she said goodbye and left the Miller’s house, Jessica couldn’t help but wonder what else lay in store for her in the future. She knew that she had crossed a line, but maybe, just maybe, the forbidden fantasies had only started to surface.
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