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As the sun began to set, Roberta arrived at the Thompsons’ home to babysit their two young children. She had been looking forward to this evening all week, not simply because she would be earning some extra cash, but because she was excited to catch up on some reading. She had brought her favorite book along with her, an erotic novel titled “Forbidden Desires.”

As soon as she walked in, Mr. and Mrs. Thompson greeted her warmly before handing her a set of instructions. They were going out for a dinner date and would be returning late, so Roberta was to have the children in bed by 9 pm and stay in the living room until they returned.

Roberta had babysat for the Thompsons many times before, and aside from their occasional affection towards each other in front of her, nothing seemed out of the normal. However, as she set about fulfilling her duties, Roberta couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight would be different.

The children were fed and bathed, and soon enough, they were asleep in their rooms. With no one to entertain or care for, Roberta picked up her book and began to read. The explicit content gripped her, and she was lost in the pages as time passed.

Suddenly, she heard the front door open, and she quickly put her book away. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson entered the living room, arms intertwined and cheeks flushed from their date.

“Thank you so much for coming tonight, Roberta. I hope our children were no trouble,” said Mrs. Thompson, smiling sweetly.

“No, everything went great,” replied Roberta, returning the smile.

“Well, we’ll leave you to it then,” said Mr. Thompson, giving his wife a sly wink before they headed upstairs to their room.

Roberta sat in the living room, still lost in wondered about the book she had been reading. She couldn’t help but feel a tingle between her legs as she replayed the explicit scenes in her mind. Suddenly, she felt a rush of arousal like never before, but she didn’t know what to do with it.

As she sat in silence, her heart pounding, she began to hear the faint sounds of Mr. and Mrs. Thompson’s lovemaking. At first, she was embarrassed and tried to ignore it, but soon enough, she couldn’t help but listen intently. She imagined herself in their position, being able to feel such intense pleasure with someone she desired.

Before she knew it, she had stood up and made her way to their door. She knew what she was doing was wrong, but she couldn’t fight the urge. As she opened the door, she saw Mrs. Thompson, completely naked and in the throes of passion, on top of her husband.

Roberta watched as their bodies moved together, feeling a strange mixture of overwhelming desire and guilt. She knew what she was doing was wrong but couldn’t stop herself from feeling envious of their intimacy.

Suddenly, Mrs. Thompson gasped loudly, and Roberta knew they were done. She quickly returned to the living room, trying to compose herself yet failing miserably. She sat back down on the couch, her heart racing and her body on fire.

Just then, Mrs. Thompson entered the room, wearing a silky robe, looking radiant and satisfied.

“I hope we didn’t disturb you,” she said with a knowing smile.

“No, not at all,” replied Roberta, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Are you ok?” asked Mrs. Thompson, looking at her intently.

Roberta could tell she knew something was going on, but she didn’t know how to respond.

“I…I don’t know,” stammered Roberta, feeling ashamed.

Mrs. Thompson walked closer to her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“Roberta, it’s ok. We all have desires we can’t ignore,” said Mrs. Thompson, her voice low and sultry.

Roberta couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Mrs. Thompson was giving her permission to feel this way, to act on her desires. It was too good to be true.

Before she knew it, Mrs. Thompson’s lips were on hers, and they were kissing each other passionately. Roberta couldn’t believe how good it felt to be held in another woman’s arms; it was a feeling she had never experienced before.

As they broke aside, Roberta couldn’t help but feel that these moments were something special, something forbidden. And yet, she couldn’t withstand.

As the night went on, Mrs. Thompson took her to heights of pleasure she had never experienced. Her body was a playground of sensations, and she was lost in the ecstasy of it all. She knew this was wrong, that it was forbidden, but she couldn’t stop her desire from burning hot.

As the night came to an end, Mrs. Thompson dressed and left the house, leaving Roberta alone with her thoughts. She knew that this evening would change everything, that the desires she felt couldn’t be ignored any longer.

As she made her way home, Roberta knew that she had succumbed to temptation and that she would never forget that forbidden desire that consumed her. It was a feeling she knew would stay with her for the rest of her life.
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