“Mom, why did you have to leave me alone with her?” I groaned.
It wasn’t that I didn’t like my babysitter, Amanda. Quite the contrary, actually. She was incredibly hot and I had a gigantic crush on her. It was just that every time she came over my heart raced, my palms sweated, and my mind went absolutely blank.
I was sure that she had no idea about my crush on her, or the fact that I snuck peeks at her when she wasn’t looking. And I was pretty sure that nothing was ever gonna happen between us. But still, the wondered of her being in the same room with me made my stomach do flips.
“Stop whining,” my mom replied as she hurried out the door. “Amanda is responsible and trustworthy. Don’t give her any trouble.”
I rolled my eyes as the door slammed shut. Yeah, sure. I wasn’t planning on giving Amanda any trouble. I just wished that she would give me a little something in return.
We hung out in the living room for a while, watching TV and eating snacks. But it was too boring for me, and I was getting restless.
“I’m gonna go play some video games,” I announced, jumping up from the couch.
“Okay,” Amanda said, looking up at me with a smile.
I went to my room and booted up my Xbox, quickly getting lost in the game. But my concentration was shattered when Amanda suddenly walked in.
“Hey, whatcha playing?”
Her voice was so soft and sultry, it sent shivers down my spine. I fumbled for words, trying to explain the game to her.
She sat down next to me on the bed, and as she leaned over my shoulder to look at the screen, her long blonde hair brushed against my cheek. I caught a whiff of her sweet perfume, and my heart rate doubled.
“Wow, you’re really good at this.”
I could barely even play the game anymore, I was so nervous. I stole glances at Amanda whenever I could, drinking in all her beauty. Her luscious curves, her sparkling eyes, her full lips…
“Okay, that’s enough video games for today. Let’s do something else.”
Amanda closed the game and stood up, stretching her arms. I tried to hide the disappointment in my face. I wanted to stay here with her forever.
“What do you want to do?” I asked hopefully.
“I was thinking we could go outside and play some basketball. What do you say?”
I was never much of a sports guy, but I would do anything if it meant spending more time with Amanda. So we headed outside and started shooting hoops.
It was a gorgeous day, with the sun shining bright and a light breeze blowing. We laughed and chatted as we played, and I felt like I was in heaven.
But then, something unexpected happened.
Amanda went up for a shot and landed awkwardly, twisting her ankle. She shrieked in pain and fell to the ground, clutching her foot.
“Oh my god, are you okay? Do you need me to call an ambulance?”
“No no, I’m fine,” she groaned through gritted teeth. “Just give me a minute to catch my breath.”
I stood there, helpless and worried. I wanted more than anything to help her, to make her pain go away.
“Here, let me carry you inside,” I offered. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself even more.”
Amanda looked up at me with grateful eyes. “That’s awfully kind of you. Thank you.”
I scooped her up into my arms and carried her bridal style back inside, making sure not to jostle her hurt ankle. She was light as a feather, and her body was so close to mine I could feel her heat.
But I didn’t dare look down at her face, for fear that my longing would be too obvious.
We sat down on the couch in the living room, and I propped Amanda’s foot up on a cushion. I hurried to get her some ice for her ankle, and when I came back she was looking up at me with a soft smile.
“Thank you so much for taking care of me,” she said, her hand reaching out to touch my arm.
I froze, feeling a jolt of electricity shoot through me.
“I-it’s no problem,” I stuttered. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.”
Amanda’s hand lingered on my arm for a moment longer, and then she pulled away.
“I think it’s time for a movie marathon. What do you think?”
I nodded eagerly, grateful for anything that would distract me from my intense desire for her.
We watched movie after movie, her foot propped up on the coffee table, and I was in heaven. But as the night wore on, and the darkness crept in, I couldn’t help but feel like something was changing.
Amanda leaned against me more and more, snuggling under my arm. Her warm body pressed close to mine, and I could feel her breath on my neck.
“Are you cold?” I asked her, trying to ignore the shivers running up my spine.
“A little,” she admitted, looking up at me with eyes that sparkled in the dim light.
I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I felt like I was in a dream. This couldn’t be real. She couldn’t be interested in me like I was interested in her.
And yet, as we sat there on the couch, cuddling and laughing, I couldn’t help but feel like this was the most perfect moment of my life.
“Amanda,” I whispered as the credits rolled on the last movie. “I have to tell you something.”
She looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. “What is it?”
“I-I know this might be weird,” I said, stumbling over my words. “But I just have to say it. I really like you. I don’t mean as just a babysitter, but like… more than that. I know it’s probably stupid, but I can’t help it.”
Amanda didn’t say anything for a long moment, and my heart beat faster and faster as I waited for her reaction.
And then, without warning, she leaned in and kissed me.
It was like an electric shock, a bolt of lightning that lit up every nerve in my body. Her lips were soft and warm, and I felt like I was flying.
We pulled away, breathless, and I looked up at her in wonder.
“I like you too,” she said, leaning in to kiss me again.
Everything after that was a blur of kisses and touches, as we explored each other’s bodies with fevered curiosity. We knew we were putting everything at risk, risking everything by being so intimate, but we couldn’t stop, couldn’t withstand the forbidden temptations of each other’s bodies.
Finally, exhausted and sated, we fell asleep in each other’s arms, knowing that in the light of day, everything would change.
It was risky, and it was dangerous, but it was worth it. For in our passion and in our lust, we found a soulmate, a connection that went beyond just the physical.
Amanda would at all times be my babysitter, but she was also so much more. She was my forbidden temptation, my hot lover, my everything.