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As soon as the door closed behind the parents, it felt like a voltage was coursing through Emily’s body. This was her eighth time babysitting for the couple, but she had never felt such an intense physical attraction before. She had all the time wondered that Mr. Thompson was a handsome man, but now she felt her body react to him as well as to his wife.

The erotic thoughts that were flooding her mind were making her nervous, but she couldn’t ignore them. She looked around the spacious living room with its plush couches and sophisticated art pieces, but her focus was rapidly narrowing down to the man who was standing next to her.

“Thanks again for watching the kids tonight, Emily,” Mr. Thompson said.

“Of course, it’s always a pleasure,” she replied, trying to keep her tone steady.

She knew he had caught her staring at him, but she couldn’t shake off this feeling that was taking over her. She could sense the electricity building between them, igniting little sparks that kept dancing in front of her eyes, making her heart race faster.

The next few hours went by in a blur. Emily fed the children dinner, read them stories, and tucked them into bed. She then settled on the couch, feeling restless and unable to relax. Mr. Thompson had come down to the living room to check on her, and when he noticed the restlessness, he offered her a glass of wine. Emily agreed, feeling like she needed something to calm her nerves.

They sat together on the couch, sipping their wine, and chatting about the events of the day. Emily could hardly concentrate on what he was saying, her mind drifting to the sensual energy they shared.

She knew she shouldn’t. She was a naïve school student, barely legal, and Mr. Thompson was a wealthy and successful businessman. But she couldn’t withstand the idea of exploring the forbidden. Something about the danger of it all just seemed electrifying to her. It was like a flame that she couldn’t extinguish, drawing her in closer, and closer still.

Mr. Thompson shifted closer to Emily, his breath slow and hot on her exposed neck. Emily shifted her weight slightly, but the rush of sensation was too much to bear. She felt a stirring in her groin, a throbbing that threatened to slow her heart to a stop.

And then, without warning, Mr. Thompson turned and kissed her. His lips were warm, firm, and insistent, and Emily suddenly found herself responding with a heat of her own. They kissed fervently, their tongues tangling in a desperate hunger that neither could withstand.

As their lips met and parted, Emily desperately wished that time could just stand still. She longed to remain in that moment forever, arched back in the strong grip of his arms as they explored each other’s mouth and bodies.

Mr. Thompson rubbed his hands up and down Emily’s thighs, while she managed to pull him closer. They were lost in the moment, and as each second passed, their excitement grew.

As soon as he got a glimpse of her lips, Mr. Thompson couldn’t keep down his desires. He had to have a taste of her, to feel her soft skin beneath his fingertips. He ran his hands up to her breasts, cupping them firmly. Emily gasped, arching her back in pleasure.

As they fell further into each other, their clothes soon became an unwelcome obstacle. Mr. Thompson’s hands shifted to Emily’s hips, and he pulled her into his lap, kissing her deeply. Emily’s skin burned, and her body vibrated with anticipation.

Their lovemaking was slow and passionate. It was intense, but gentle at the same time. As he entered her for the first time, Emily felt a rush of emotion and let out a soft sigh of pleasure. Her body trembled at the sensation, and it filled her with a need greater than any she’d ever felt before.

It was like the two of them were moving in slow motion, as every movement was magnified, every stroke of pleasure heightened. Emily reveled in the sensation of his hands on her skin, tracing circles over her back and lightly grazing her ribs. She felt like she was on the edge of a precipice, and that every caress could send her tumbling over it.

They moved together, their bodies becoming one under the power of their mutual desire. Emily’s nails dug deep into his back as he thrust into her, and when she finally exploded in a wave of pleasure, it was everything she could do to not scream his name.

As they lay in each other’s embrace, the room was silent save for their labored breathing. Emily rested her head on his chest, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. She was in total bliss, feeling like nothing else in the world would make her this happy.

But the clock was ticking, and soon enough, their intimate encounter had to come to an end. As they put on their clothes, Emily couldn’t help but feel an intense mixture of elation and guilt. She knew their secret could never see the light of day, but at least for now, they had a night they would never forget.
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