My Seductress Sitter

Part One

Seth

The doorbell rings and I spring from my desk chair, banging my knee on the antique wood as I rush to answer it. "Fuck," I whisper under my breath, wincing as the sharp pain dies down.

Everything has been hectic since Barb left for her conference in Vegas. She left me here alone in the middle of summer with our five year old, Danny. Normally I wouldn't mind the time to bond with him. But considering I have quarterly reports due and a dozen clients breathing down my neck, I need to focus.

So, I open the door to let the babysitter in. I called the agency on short notice because Danny hasn't been leaving me alone all day. I love the little guy, but I also love keeping a roof over our heads.

I never expected the agency to send someone as tantalizing as her.

I don't even know her name yet but I feel a lurch in my chest pulling me toward her unlike anything I've ever experienced. She's short with a thin figure with curves in all the right places. Her skin is tan and glowing from hours spent in the sun, soaking up the rays. She has big doe eyes, brown and sparkling to match the long locks of wavy brown hair. Her breasts are large enough to be bursting against the buttoned henley t-shirt she wears. It's a hot summer day and I don't blame her for wearing the denim shorts, but it's damn hard to look at anything other than her soft thighs.

"Hi, are you Mr. Jenkins?" she asks in the softest voice I've ever heard. She sounds like an angel gifted her the voice.

She smiles sheepishly as she waits for my reply. It's only after I realize I've been staring.

"Just call me Seth," I say, stepping aside to usher her in. "And you are?"

She takes a cautious step inside and looks around with a smile. I take the opportunity to get a glimpse of her ass. It's not disappointing. She turns around and stares at me with a smile.

"Sydney," she says. She points to the living room where Danny is playing and I nod for her to go in. "Is there anything I should know?"

I think for a moment then shake my head. "He's honestly a pretty easy kid. Just don't let him have too much chocolate. Trust me when I say you'll regret that."

Sydney laughs and nods her head. "Understood. Do you have questions for me?"

Where to begin? I find myself drawing a blank because the truth is, the only things I want to know are about her. Does she have a boyfriend? Is she a student at the local all girls college? Does she go to school every day in one of those sexy skirts they wear?

"Honestly, I've used this agency countless times and I'm sure they sent a qualified person. But if anything comes up, I'll be sure to find you," I say. "Until then, duty calls. My office is just down the hall. Don't hesitate to knock if you need anything at all."

Sydney flashes me a soft smile and looks me up and down as she bites her lip gently before turning around. I watch her go, feeling a nervous swell in my chest when she looks over her shoulder with the same coy smile before dropping to her knees to introduce herself to Danny.

It isn't until I'm back in my office that the rush of seeing that absolute smokeshow of a woman that I realize I'm at half mast. My skin burns and I roll my eyes, looking down at my crotch to see if it was noticeable.

"Fuck me," I groan as I shake my head. "Way to get off on the right foot with the new sitter, dumb ass."

I try to shake off the uncomfortable feeling and focus on work. I have bills to pay, and last time I checked, lusting over a sexy sitter doesn't do anything to pay them. I can't afford to drop the ball now, not with the rumor of company wide layoffs spreading through the office.

But as I try to focus, I hear soft laughter from the back yard. I know who it is. Her laugh calls to me like a siren does a pirate. I want to turn around and get another look at her, but I know I need to fight it.

If I get lost staring at her ample curves, and the way her breasts are ready to spill through the fabric of her shirt, I'm not gonna get any work done.

While spreadsheets don't normally get me going, I stare at the rows and columns and think more about Sydney. My mind wanders places it definitely shouldn't and my cock stands at attention.

"Think about Barb," I whisper under my breath. I imagine the last time we had sex. It was maybe two months ago. Not too long in the scheme of things. I know a lot of guys who haven't fucked their wife in almost a year. I should consider myself lucky.

But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't exceptionally horny. With her gone in Vegas, I was gonna watch some porn later and jack off to help this problem. But now after seeing Sydney, I don't know how long I can wait.

I look at the clock on the corner of my desktop and see that it's almost five. I still have a little work to do, and at the rate I'm going I won't finish in time. My cock throbs in my pants as if trying to remind me of how badly it wants to be rubbed.

"Fuck it," I say, unzipping my pants. "I'll just work a little late today."

And just like that, I'm going incognito on Google.

Normally, when I watch porn I like a little girl on girl action. Something about two amateur college girls hungrily pawing at each other really gets me going.

But after seeing Sydney... I need something a little different.

I type in "tan, brown haired babysitter sucks cock," and stare at the wide array of results in awe for a moment.

Most of the video thumbnails show beautiful brunette babes with thick cocks in their mouths, so it's hard to get a proper look at who might resemble my new babysitter. I spend more time searching than I care to admit, too.

I settle on a video and skim through the first minute of setup, hoping to get to the good part soon and release this horny energy to focus on work.

I lean back in my chair, turning the audio on low so I can hear the sounds of the brunette slut moaning and choking on the cock while I jerk off. I wrap my hand around my cock and start slowly massaging it as the pornstar teases the cock, licking the tip and slowly coating it with spit. She's clearly a pro.

When she wraps her thick lips around the tip and works more of the shaft in her mouth I start really pumping.

Then I hear a knock at my door.

I freeze for a brief moment then quickly fumble with the keyboard to stop the video and close the tab. I shove my cock in my pants, acutely aware of how hard I still am.

"Come in!" I shout, trying not to look too flustered.

Of course it's the last person I need to see with an already throbbing cock. Sydney.

"Hi, Mr. Jenkins," she timidly says as she steps into the office. She looks around and I worry she'll see how hard I am now, so I scoot under the desk some more. "Danny wanted to go swimming. He said you'd be fine with it, but I figured I'd check in with you first."

I think for a second. As sexy as she is, I don't know much about Sydney. Trusting her with my kid in water is risky.

"Danny is a bit of an opportunist," I say with a laugh. "No offense, but I don't know how you are with water. My wife would kill me if something happened."

"Your wife?" Sydney says, raising an eyebrow before scanning my office for a sign of her. "She at work?"

"On a business trip, actually," I say. I try to ignore the curiosity in her voice. Something about it lingers in the air between us though. "She'll be back at the end of the week."

Sydney nods her head. "So she's left you and Danny all alone then? What a shame. Especially with how busy you are." She sees the curiosity on my face. Sydney doesn't know anything about my work or how busy I am. She laughs and saunters across the office to stand in front of my desk. "Danny told me you've been busy. Plus, you seem really stressed."

I let out a small laugh and smile at her. "And here I thought I was hiding that."

"I'm happy to come back tomorrow if you need more help," Sydney offers, holding her hands behind her back and pushing her chest out. It's hard not to stare at her perky breasts as she does. "By the way, I'm an officially trained life guard and I was the coach of my high school swim team. I can keep Danny occupied in the pool."

While the thought of her roaming around my house in a bikini carries a lot of weight on this decision, I would be a fool to turn this offer down. Right? Danny seems to like her and I have a lot of work to do.

But in the back of my mind I know that the moment Barb gets a look at Sydney it'll be an argument. She's usually in charge of hiring the babysitters and she tends to choose retired teachers who I don't find myself lusting after.

Barb isn't here right now...

"How can I say no to that?" I say before I think any better of it.

Sydney does a little jump that makes her tits shake. I imagine what they would feel like pressed against my face.

"So where do you stand on the swimming now thing again?" Sydney asks with a laugh, leaning her hands on the corner of my desk. It presses her tits together and she stares at me with a grin that makes me think she's doing it on purpose.

The idea of my sexy new babysitter teasing me and intentionally trying to make my cock hard sends excitement through my veins. My cock, as Sydney intends, hardens at the thought.

I should tell her nevermind. If I'm right and she's testing me like this, then a week alone with her with Barb away in Vegas could be dangerous. I've never cheated before, never even had the desire to. But someone like Sydney could be a slippery slope.

But the way she bites her lip and looks at me with those big brown eyes weakens me.

"Go for it," I say with a shrug. I'm an idiot, sue me. "Barb might have a spare swim suit for you."

"It's okay, I have one in my gym bag," Sydney says before walking out of the office, a noticeable sway in her hips as she moves.

I consider going back to my porno. But now I know Sydney will be here... in a bikini. It's tempting and I am apparently a very weak man.

After about ten minutes, I turn toward the window in my office overlooking the back yard and get eyes on her. When I tell you I almost fall to my knees, believe me. My cock fully raises and I tuck it into my waistband as I stare at this beauty in awe.

Her little red bikini is so small I can see every curve in excruciating detail. I say excruciating because not being able to go down there and feel her body in the palm of my hands is actual torture. Waterboarding is easy compared to this.

She's sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water, kicking it back and forth while she watches Danny. Her breasts are so perky and full, the small triangles of her bikini leaving some underboob that taunts me as I watch her.

This is a bad idea. I shouldn't have her here. I can't walk around my house with a semi all week long with her here.

Regardless, I find myself reaching for my phone and opening the camera. I zoom in so I only see her in the frame and snap a photo.

The bright light of the flash beams back at me and I quickly lower the phone and look out to see that Sydney's attention is on me and she's smiling coyly, offering me a slight wave.

She saw me take her photo. She saw me take her photo and now she's lying on her back, staring in my direction, biting her plush pink lip.

I have no choice but to move away. This is a clear invitation from her and I have to ignore it. That doesn't stop me from pulling up the picture and staring at it while I rub my cock, though.

What I should do and what I am doing exist in two different realities.

"So fucking sexy," I moan as I wrap my hands around my throbbing cock and start rubbing it.

Sydney is for sure teasing me. She wants me to look at her and she wants me to like what I see. That means she must want me to feel good, right? She wants me to pleasure myself thinking about her.

Who am I to deny her this?

I close my eyes and imagine her walking back in here, her red bikini still wet and the smell of chlorine clinging to her skin. She climbs on my lap, holding a finger to my lips to keep me from saying anything I'll regret.

Her pussy grazes against me and she bucks her hips, letting herself feel just how hard she makes me.

"Barb doesn't have to know," she whispers in my ear before climbing down my body. Her little fingers unzip my pants and she licks my cock, soaking it in her spit as she prepares to take all of me in her mouth.

I imagine how warm and inviting her mouth feels. Nothing like her tight, teen pussy, I imagine. But it'll be heaven. Sydney will take me deep in her mouth, letting me feel how her throat clenches around me.

When she tries to pull away, I'll run my fingers through her brown waves and hold her close, unleashing every drop of my cum straight down her throat.

When I pull away, spit and cum will drip from her mouth, coating her perfect tits in the shiny mixture. Then, she'll look up at me with a coy smile, wanting to do it all over again.

My cock is throbbing and I can't react in time as I think about cumming down her throat. I finish at my desk, spilling my seed on the wood as I close my eyes and moan from the pleasure.

When I'm done, I lean back in my chair, thinking about what I just did. Sure, Sydney is sexy and great with Danny. But maybe I should ask for another sitter from the agency. If she's gonna be here all week, wearing those skimpy little bikinis around the house while she teases me, I might not be able to keep these thoughts a fantasy.