Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden Passion Between a Babysitter and Her Boss

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Maria had been a babysitter for the past five years, and she loved her job. At all times on time and never one to complain, she was every parent’s dream babysitter. And when she got hired by Mr. and Mrs. Smith, she wondered it was just another babysitting job. It turned out to be much more than that.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith were both successful businesspeople who were at all times busy. They had a gorgeous, spacious home, and they needed someone to take care of their two children, a boy and a girl, while they were out. Maria was perfect for the job. She was reliable, responsible, and great with kids. The Smiths were happy to hire her, and Maria was thrilled to have the opportunity to work for such a wealthy family.

The first night Maria babysat, she arrived at the Smiths’ house around 7 p.m. The children were already in bed, and all Maria had to do was monitor the baby monitor and make sure they slept soundly. She had brought a book to read, but she found herself unable to concentrate. Instead, she kept thinking about Mr. Smith.

He was a handsome man, about twenty years older than Maria, with broad shoulders, piercing blue eyes, and a commanding presence. He had been professional in their interview, but Maria couldn’t shake the feeling that he was looking at her in a way that was more than businesslike.

Slowly, Maria began to realize that she herself was the issue. She had become attracted to Mr. Smith in the hours since she had arrived at his house. She tried to shake the feeling, knowing it was inappropriate, but she couldn’t help the way she felt.

Two hours into the evening, Maria heard a noise coming from upstairs. She went to check on the children, but they were both still sound asleep. Maria crept back downstairs, convinced that she was imagining things. But then she heard it again. This time, she followed the sound to Mr. Smith’s study.

The door was slightly ajar, and Maria could see Mr. Smith inside. He was sitting at his desk, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a file in the other. There was something about the way he looked that made Maria’s heart flutter. She could feel her pulse racing as she stared at him through the crack in the door.

Suddenly, Mr. Smith looked up, catching Maria’s eye. He motioned her into the room, and she hesitated for only a second before entering.

“Is everything okay?” Maria asked nervously.

“Yes, everything’s fine,” Mr. Smith replied. “Just working a bit late. I would offer you a drink, but I know you’re on duty.”

Maria laughed, feeling more at ease now that she knew everything was alright. She turned to leave the room, but Mr. Smith called her back.

“Actually, Maria, there is something I need to talk to you about.”

Maria turned back around, her heart starting to race again.

“I know this might sound a bit strange,” Mr. Smith began, “but I find myself attracted to you. And I’m wondering if you feel the same way.”

Maria was stunned. She had no idea what to say. She knew it was inappropriate, but she couldn’t help the way she felt. She looked into Mr. Smith’s eyes, trying to find out what he was saying. Could it be true? Could he really be attracted to her?

The next thing Maria knew, Mr. Smith was standing up and walking towards her. He took her hand in his, his eyes never leaving hers. Slowly, he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers.

Maria responded instinctively, deepening the kiss as she pressed herself closer. She could feel her body responding, tingling with pleasure as she felt Mr. Smith’s strong arms wrap around her waist.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Mrs. Smith walked in.

Maria gasped, pulling away from Mr. Smith as fast as she could. She was mortified, convinced that she had ruined everything.

Mrs. Smith just stood there for a moment, taking in the scene in front of her. Then she walked over to Maria and put her arm around her.

“Thank you for taking such good care of our children,” Mrs. Smith said. “You’re a wonderful babysitter.”

Maria was confused. She had expected to be scolded or fired, but instead, Mrs. Smith seemed to be completely unfazed by what had just happened.

“We’ll see you next week, Maria,” Mr. Smith said as he walked her to the door.

Maria was in a daze as she drove home that night. She couldn’t believe what had happened. It was wrong, she knew that. But at the same time, she couldn’t help the way she felt.

Over the next few weeks, Maria continued to babysit for the Smiths every week. Every time she saw Mr. Smith, she felt a rush of desire. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help herself.

One night, while Maria was putting the children to bed, Mr. Smith came into the room. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there, watching her. Maria could feel his eyes on her, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

Finally, Mr. Smith spoke. “Would you like to spend the night here?” he asked.

Maria was torn. She knew it was wrong, but at the same time, she couldn’t withstand the temptation. She nodded, and Mr. Smith led her to his bedroom.

That night, Maria gave into her desires. She and Mr. Smith made love, their passion breaking all boundaries of decency and morality.

As the sun rose, Maria knew that what they had done was wrong. She felt guilty and ashamed. But at the same time, she knew she never wanted it to end.

Over the next few months, Maria and Mr. Smith continued their illicit affair. They would make love whenever they could, at all times keeping their passions hidden from the world.

But eventually, Maria realized that she couldn’t keep living this way. She knew that what they were doing was wrong, and she didn’t want to be a part of it anymore.

She told Mr. Smith that they had to end it, that they couldn’t keep going like this. He was upset, but he understood. They agreed to end their affair and move on with their lives.

Today, Maria is a successful businesswoman, and she’s happy with her life. But she’ll never forget the passion she shared with Mr. Smith, the forbidden love that burned between them.

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