As soon as I heard the doorbell, I knew my life was about to change forever. I had hired a new babysitter for my two kids, and she was supposed to show up any minute now. I had heard great things about her – that she was responsible, that she was great with kids, that she was reliable – but what I didn’t know was that she was also drop-dead beautiful.
When I opened the door, I was struck dumb by how stunning she was. She had long, wavy hair that cascaded down her back in soft, brown waves, and her eyes were a deep, dark brown that seemed to catch the light and set it ablaze. She wore a tight, form-fitting dress that clung to every curve of her body, and high heels that made her legs look impossibly long.
“Hi, I’m Brooke,” she said, smiling warmly and extending her hand.
“Uh – hi,” I stammered, taking her hand and shaking it awkwardly. “I’m Adam.”
Brooke stepped into the house and I caught a whiff of her perfume – a heady mix of musk and vanilla that sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t believe how attractive I found her, and I felt like a hormonal teenager with a crush.
“So, where are the little ones?” she asked, looking around the living room.
“They’re upstairs,” I said, gesturing towards the stairs. “I’ll take you up there.”
I led her up the stairs, my eyes glued to her rear end as she walks up the steps. I couldn’t help but stare at her back and just admire how perfect her curves were. She turned around to see if I was following her. It was as though she knew exactly what was going through my head, and it made me feel even more nervous and excited.
As we reached my kid’s room, she greeted them with a warm smile and a cheerful tone, and they took to her immediately. I knew right then that I had made the right choice in hiring her. She was great with the kids, playing games with them, reading them stories, and putting them down for the night with ease.
Once the kids were asleep, we went back downstairs and sat on the couch together. Brooke asked if there was anything else she could do, but I told her no, everything was fine. I had intended on doing some work on my laptop, but I couldn’t focus with her sitting so close to me.
We chatted for a while, and I found out that she was a school student, working as a babysitter to pay her way through college. She told me about her life, her interests, and her dreams, and I felt like I was inching closer and closer to her every time she spoke.
As the night wore on, our banter became more flirtatious, our touches more lingering. The tension between us was palpable, and I could feel myself getting hard just sitting next to her.
But I knew I couldn’t act on my impulses. She was my employee, and I couldn’t risk losing her as a babysitter – not to mention the fact that I was married. I was afraid that if I gave into my desires, I would be throwing everything away.
And yet, the temptation was too great to withstand.
When I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I leaned in and kissed her. It felt like everything else in the world melted away, and all that was left was the two of us, lost in a sea of passion and desire.
We kissed deeply, our tongues sliding against each other in a frenzy of lust, and I knew then that I was lost. I was completely consumed by her, and all I wanted was more.
Without a word, Brooke took my hand and led me upstairs to my bedroom. She pushed me onto the bed, and I watched in awe as she slowly undressed, revealing her incredible body inch by inch. I couldn’t believe how incredibly gorgeous she was – how soft and supple her skin looked, how perfectly her breasts sat atop her slim waist. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her.
She started kissing me again, her lips trailing down my chest, her hands finding their way to my crotch. I moaned deep in my throat as her fingers expertly unbuckled my belt and my pants and pulled them down, revealing my raging hard-on.
Without a second wondered, she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock as she sucked me deeper and deeper. I had never felt anything like it before – the wet warmth of her mouth, the tight grip of her lips around my shaft. It was like heaven on earth.
But as great as her mouth was, what I really wanted was to be inside her. I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to feel her body against mine, to revel in the pure, unadulterated pleasure that only came from two bodies melding together in ecstasy.
I flipped her onto her back, my mouth finding its way between her thighs. She was already wet, already aroused, and I drank in the sweet, musky scent of her as I parted her lips with my fingers and tasted her with my tongue.
I licked and sucked at her clit, my fingers penetrating her as I did so, and she moaned so loud I was afraid the kids would wake up. She twisted and writhed under my touch, her body shuddering with pleasure, and I knew that I was doing something right.
Finally, unable to wait any longer, I pushed my cock into her, inch by inch. She was tight, so tight, and I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be inside her. I thrust deeper and deeper, my hands gripping her hips as I did so, and I could hear her moans of pleasure getting louder and louder.
We fucked like animals, her body bucking against mine, her moans turning into screams of ecstasy as she came again and again. It was the most intense sexual experience of my life, and no matter how many times we did it, I could never get enough.
In the end, of course, my marriage fell aside. My wife found out about the affair, and it was all over. But even though I knew I had made a terrible mistake, I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. The time I’d spent with Brooke had been some of the best moments of my life, and I knew that I would at all times treasure them.
And in a sick way, I found myself hoping that one day, we might be able to be together again. That somehow, someway, she would come back to me. But deep down, I knew that was a fantasy. The reality was that I had ruined everything, and that my life would never be the same again.