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As soon as they met, there was an instant attraction between Simon and his new babysitter, Emma. She had flowing blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that made Simon weak in the knees. He knew he shouldn’t feel that way, but he couldn’t help it.

Emma was only 19, but she was mature beyond her years. She had a confidence and an air of sexuality that Simon couldn’t withstand. He tried to keep his distance, but he found himself watching her every move, studying the curve of her hips and the way her breasts bounced as she moved.

One night, as Simon and his wife headed out for a date night, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. He knew that Emma would be there, alone, with him for the entire night. He tried to push those thoughts apart as he kissed his wife goodbye and headed back into the house.

Emma greeted him with a smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Hi Simon,” she said, her voice low and husky. Simon swallowed hard and tried to keep his composure.

“Hi Emma,” he said, clearing his throat. “So, what are your plans for the evening?”

Emma shrugged casually. “Just studying,” she said, but Simon could see the glimmer of something else in her eyes. “What about you?”

Simon felt a rush of heat spreading through his body. “We’re headed out for dinner and a movie,” he said. “But we’ll be back late, so don’t worry about waiting up.”

Emma nodded, her eyes never leaving Simon’s face. “Okay,” she said. “Have fun.”

Simon swallowed hard and turned to leave, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that what he was feeling wasn’t right, but he couldn’t deny it any longer. He was attracted to his babysitter, and he was pretty sure she felt the same way.

As he sat in the darkened theater, his mind wandered back to Emma. He imagined her lying in his bed, her soft body pressed against his. He could almost feel her hands running over his chest, teasing his nipples until he moaned in pleasure.

He knew he had to put those thoughts apart, but they kept creeping back into his mind. By the time he and his wife arrived home, Simon was practically shaking with anticipation.

As soon as they walked through the door, Emma was there to greet them. “Hi guys,” she said, her voice husky. “Did you have a good time?”

Simon’s wife laughed. “We did,” she said. “But we’re exhausted. I think we’re going straight to bed.”

Emma nodded, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. “Goodnight then,” she said, her eyes lingering on Simon for a moment longer than necessary.

Simon’s heart was racing as he watched his wife head up the stairs. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, but he couldn’t withstand. He turned to Emma, his eyes dark with desire.

“Emma,” he said, his voice rough. “I know this is wrong, but I can’t help it. I want you.”

Emma’s eyes widened, and for a moment, Simon wondered he had crossed a line. But then she smiled, a sultry curve of her lips that made Simon’s pulse race.

“You want me?” she said, her voice low and soft. “What are you going to do about it?”

Simon didn’t need to be told twice. He closed the distance between them, his lips meeting hers in a hot, passionate kiss. He could feel her hands running over his body, pulling him closer as they kissed.

He knew he was treading on dangerous ground, but he couldn’t stop himself. He wanted Emma, and he was eager to do anything to have her.

They stumbled through the darkened house, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies. In the bedroom, Simon couldn’t believe what was happening. He watched as Emma undressed, revealing her perfect body to him.

He couldn’t withstand touching her, running his hands over her curves, feeling the softness of her skin. As they climbed into bed together, Simon knew that he had crossed a line he couldn’t come back from.

For the rest of the night, Simon and Emma lost themselves in a haze of passion and desire. They explored each other’s bodies, taking turns pleasuring each other until they both collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied heap.

As the sun began to rise, Simon knew that he couldn’t let this continue. He had to put an end to it. But as he looked at Emma, her hair tousled and her skin glowing in the morning light, he knew that he didn’t want it to end.

For a moment, he wondered about leaving his wife and starting a new life with Emma. But then he shook his head, realizing how foolish that would be.

He leaned down to kiss Emma, knowing that it was the last time they would be together like this. As he pulled away, his heart heavy with regret, he knew that he would never forget the night he had spent with his babysitter.
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