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As soon as I saw her, I knew I was in trouble. Her dark hair was pulled back in a bun, but a few loose tendrils framed her face, making her look soft and innocent. She wore a tiny sundress that barely covered her long, tan legs, and her lips were painted bright red.

“Hi, I’m Emily,” she said, extending her hand. “I’m your new babysitter.”

I took her hand, feeling a jolt of electricity run through my body. “I’m David,” I said, trying to keep my composure.

“Well, David, I’m here to take care of your son, but he’s already asleep, so I thought I’d just wait around in case you need me.”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

Emily sat down on the couch, crossing her long legs and smiling at me. I tried not to stare at her, but my thoughts were running wild.

I’ve at all times had a thing for younger women, and Emily was no exception. Something about her innocence and naivete made me want to corrupt her. And she was so gorgeous, so perfect, that I couldn’t withstand.

As the evening wore on, my thoughts turned darker and more dangerous. I found myself imagining all sorts of lewd acts with Emily, picturing her naked and helpless beneath me.

Every time she spoke, I heard a seductive lilt in her voice that made my heart beat faster. Every time she laughed, I felt myself getting hard.

By the time it was time for her to leave, I was practically sweating with desire. I tried to act cool and collected, but I knew I was failing miserably.

As she stood up to leave, I took a chance. “Emily, would you like to stay a little longer? Maybe watch a movie or something?”

Her eyes lit up. “Sure! I’d love to.”

I led her to the living room, my heart pounding in my chest. Desperate to delay the inevitable, I offered her a drink, hoping that maybe if I got her drunk enough she wouldn’t notice my advances.

But Emily was no lightweight, and soon we were both giggling like schoolchildren, the alcohol loosening our inhibitions.

Before I knew it, we were both lying on the couch, her head on my chest and my arm around her. I could feel her soft curves against me, and I wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there.

“You’re so beautiful, Emily,” I whispered, my hand sliding down her back.

She giggled again. “Thank you, David. You’re pretty handsome yourself.”

I leaned in to kiss her, and she met me halfway, her lips warm and willing. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced, her tongue sliding into my mouth and exploring me.

Without thinking, I reached down and started to pull up her skirt, wanting to see her body. But she pushed me away, her eyes wide and frightened.

“David, what are you doing? I can’t…we can’t…”

I knew I’d gone too far, but I couldn’t stop myself. “Please, Emily, I need you. I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you.”

She looked up at me, tears in her eyes. “I can’t, David. You’re my boss. And I have a boyfriend.”

I didn’t care about any of that. All I could think about was how badly I wanted her. “Please, just this once. I’ll make it worth your while…”

And with that fateful phrase, Emily gave in to her desire.

I don’t remember much of what happened after that. All I know is that we had sex, over and over again, until the sun started to rise and I realized I had to get her home.

When I dropped her off at her apartment, she was a mess, her lipstick smudged and her hair tangled. “David, what have we done?” she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself. “I don’t know, Emily. But it was amazing.”

And then I left, feeling both exhilarated and guilty. I knew that what we’d done was wrong, that I had taken benefit of her. But I couldn’t help feeling like I wanted more. Like this was just the beginning of something incredible.

But as the days went on, I realized that Emily was avoiding me. She stopped taking my calls, stopped showing up for work. And eventually, I found out why.

She had filed a complaint with HR, accusing me of sexual harassment. And suddenly, everything came crashing down.

I lost my job, lost my reputation, and lost the woman I had so desperately wanted. But worst of all, I lost myself.

I never should have let my lust get the best of me. I never should have taken benefit of someone as innocent and naive as Emily. And yet, I did. And now I have to live with the consequences.
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