My Seductress Sitter

Chapter Seven

Seth

I watch Sydney drive away in the morning, knowing that I may never see her again. Fucking her has been a dream, but a dream with the possibility of blowing up my entire life.

Barb and I have our problems, but nothing can be solved by sneaking around and cheating like this. The best thing I can do is forget this ever happened.

I just have no idea how I'm going to do that. Even standing here in my pajama pants staring out at the driveway makes me think about how her tight pussy felt wrapped around me. Fuck, I woke up with my cock in her mouth. Sydney is an insatiable little slut, and that is every man's dream.

I'd be lying if I said there's not a part of me that wants to keep this going. If I could feel her tight young body up close to me every day, I'd be happy. But I don't think I have it in me to continuously lie to Barb.

She's not even here right now and I'm worried about all the different ways she might find out about Sydney. I can't even imagine the constant stress I would be under with an ongoing affair.

I have too much on my plate to worry about this. It's still early, but when the babysitting agency opens, I have to call them and tell them that Sydney can't come back here. It's the only choice I have.

Danny is still asleep by the time I finish putting on a pot of coffee and running around the house to clean up any sign of what happened with Sydney last night. The bedroom sheets are in the washer and dryer, so are the ones in the guest room for that matter. I can't have Barb snooping around when she gets back and smelling Sydney's perfume lingering on the sheets.

When Danny wakes up, I'm cooking breakfast and he tells me all about the plans he has for today with Sydney. I sit down in front of him and let him eat his eggs before breaking the news that Sydney won't be coming back.

He cries and begs me to let her stay, and he has no idea how much I wish I could.

It's business as usual and I try to keep Sydney off my mind as I focus on work. Danny doesn't have a sitter, so I have to leave my office door open as I listen for him in his room. He runs around like crazy jumping around in my office with toy airplanes filled with Avengers toys.

It's almost lunch time when I hear the front door open. My entire body goes tense and I immediately open the ring up on my phone to see who it is.

Did Sydney have a key?

"Anybody home?" Barb's voice echoes through the halls.

I stand upright in my office and walk to my door, Danny bounds down the hallway excitedly to see his mother. I freeze when I realize all the sheets are still off the bed. They're in the dryer right now and I've been trying too hard to focus on work to check on them.

"Fuck," I whisper to myself. Barb wasn't supposed to be home today. She still had three more days in Vegas.

I take a few deep breaths and try to calm myself down. I wasn't prepared to see her right now. I thought I would have a few days to come up with a good story about who Sydney is and why she isn't working here anymore. I wanted to have more time to adjust to the fact that I cheated on my wife on several occasions while she was away.

Now I don't know if I'm going to be able to hide it.

And the fact that the bed sheets are still in the dryer is only going to make her more suspicious.

"What are you doing here?" I ask Barb as I pull her in for a hug, kissing her on the cheek. Danny is refusing to let go of her leg as he squeezes her as tight as he can.

"Hello, babe, I'm happy to see you too!" Barb sarcastically says, rolling her eyes like it's a joke but I know that it's something she's actually irritated about.

"Sorry, obviously I'm happy you're here, I just wasn't expecting you," I say, pulling her in and giving her a kiss on the lips. "I heard the door open and you scared the shit out of me. I thought I was about to have to run down here with a bat."

"I couldn't take Vegas anymore. I had a hang over every day and the clients who were entertaining only wanted to party. It was getting painfully obvious they didn't want to make a deal with us, so I figured I'd come home to my family," Barb explains, rustling Danny's hair as she pries him off of her. "I'm exhausted though. I think I might just crash out for a few hours."

I grab the suitcase from her and lead her to the bedroom, trying to think of an excuse for the bare mattress along the way.

"You might want to wait a few minutes because I happened to spill coffee all over the duvet this morning," I explain, laughing at myself as I force myself to turn around and look her in the eye when I say it. I think that's what I would do if I was being truthful. But it twists my stomach knowing I'm looking my wife in the eye and lying to her directly.

"Seth! You know you're not supposed to eat in bed," Barb sighs, stepping in the room and examining the mattress for any residue of the accident. Of course, she doesn't see anything.

"What can I say, I took advantage of your absence and had breakfast in bed," I laugh. My stomach twists even more when I think about how just a few hours ago I did exactly that, feasting on my 18-year-old babysitter's pussy hours before she got home.

"Well, I suppose it's a good thing we have more than one set of sheets." Barb drops the suitcase and walks over to the closet, grabbing some more linens and asking me to help her put them on.

We work in unison together while we put the fitted sheet on the bed, tucking in all the corners and making it perfectly for her before she slips out of her travel clothes and climbs in. Seeing my wife nestling into the sheets of the bed I just cheated on her in makes me feel dizzy.

I can hardly believe what I've done.

I have to pretend like everything's normal, so I give her a quick kiss on the forehead and turn off the lights so she can nap while I go back to my office.

I pull my phone out for the first time since Barb got home to see a few messages from Sydney. I feel like there's a knife in my gut that just keeps twisting and twisting causing me more pain with each passing moment.

Sydney: I can still taste your cock in my mouth 🤤

My cock twitchs in my pants reading that message and I quickly stand up and close my office door. The last thing I need is Barb walking in and seeing me here with a boner.

After I didn't respond to that message for about 10 minutes, Sydney sent another, with an image attached.

Sydney: What do you think of this bikini? Maybe a little too small, huh? What would Barb think if she saw me walking around in this lol

The picture is of her in a tiny little bikini, the small triangles of the front only loosely tied so they're not covering her nipples whatsoever. Her body looks tight and firm, and I remember exactly how it felt to hover on top of her, pumping my cock inside of her.

I stare at the image with my mouth hanging open, instantly forgetting the fact that my wife is asleep in our bedroom. The spell Sydney has on me is more powerful than anything I've ever experienced. All it takes is something this simple and I'm in a daze.

Without thinking, I pull my cock out of my pants and gently massage it while staring at the image. This one was only sent a couple of minutes ago and I guess when she sees I've read it, she starts typing again.

Sydney: Cat got your tongue 😋

My heart beats a little faster knowing she's practically watching how I'm reacting to this. I shake my head, trying to clear the daze I'm in so I can think logically.

If Barb is going to be home, I can't have her sending me text messages like this. This is how I'll be caught. Lying to my wife is going to suck, but I can hide what happened. I can't do that if Barb ever picks up my phone to use the calculator and sees an incoming text from Sydney with nude pictures.

Seth: Barb is back home. You can't text me like this.

I choose not to address anything else she said because that might invite her to do something else. Lord knows I would love to see more of her sexy little body, but I can't.

After a moment I see her typing. Ellipses disappear and come back after a moment.

Sydney: That's a shame because I bought this toy I wanted to show you. It's long and thick, a lot like your cock, and I can grind on it for hours thinking about you.

Of course, the message is accompanied by a photo.

It's an image of her naked in bed rubbing her pussy against a long dildo as she stares directly at the camera. She knows exactly what she's doing. She's teasing me, tempting me with her own pleasure.

"Fuck..." I whisper, feeling how my cock twitches even more. It's practically begging me to go to her house and fuck her senseless.

I'm about to send her another message telling her this can't happen again when I see her typing.

Sydney: I also bought this one. I've been here all morning grinding on one toy well worshiping another with my tongue, pretending that it's your cock 💦

Of course, this message comes with an image that makes all the blood rush from my head to my groin so fast it almost makes me dizzy.

It's just a picture of Sydney with a giant pink dildo in front of her face, slowly licking the tip of the cock just like she does with me.

It's enough to drive me wild, but I have to remember what I said. Sydney is temptation incarnate. She was made to get everything she's ever wanted from a man, and if I'd have met her before Barb, I would be more than happy to entertain this. But I can't.

I massage my cock a little bit while staring at the pictures before finding the willpower to delete the images and focus on work. Let's just say that's a nearly impossible task.

The rest of the day goes by in a blur. I'm torn between my guilt for sleeping with Sydney and my desire to do it again. My mind feels congested, completely at odds with everything I thought I knew about myself.

Barb definitely notices that something is wrong throughout the day and whenever she asks I lie and tell her everything's fine. I don't know how much longer I'm going to keep up this lie.

***

The weekend moves by quickly. Barb and I get back in the swing of things with her back from Vegas and we spend some time together as a family. I have to leave my phone off because Sydney keeps sexting me and I don't want Barb to see.

At first, I consider blocking her number. It seems like the logical thing to do, but I can't bring myself to do it. There's a part of me that feels like I'll be losing something if I do.

At a certain point throughout the weekend, I couldn't fight it anymore and I engaged. I know it was a mistake, but I couldn't help myself. She'd sent me a long string of messages about how badly she wished I were there to fuck her, and I escaped to the bathroom to sext with her.

The two of us had a steamy discussion where she told me in detail all the way she would worship my cock, let me throat fuck her before filling her pussy with all my cum again.

Of course, it was accompanied by pictures. She sent me plenty of pictures of her tight little body and practically begged to see how hard I was for her.

I never sent a dick pic before in my life, but Sydney was the exception to that. After I sent the picture, she called me just so I could hear her cum while she thought about my cock inside her.

It's Monday morning now and I'm desperate for her. Even though I've been here with Barb, all I've been thinking about is Sydney and how badly I want her.

I say goodbye to Barb in the morning and almost as soon as her car pulls out of the driveway I'm in the text message thread with Sydney.

Sydney: You have no idea how wet I get in the morning thinking about you.

Seth: Feel free to elaborate.

Sydney: It's like I dream about you all night long...

Seth: Good dreams?

Sydney: Very good. I'm naked right now and grinding against my pillow thinking about you.

Sydney: You're all I crave...

Sydney: I don't know how I'm supposed to live without your cock any longer...

Sydney calls me and I answer, feeling my heart beat faster in my chest. She doesn't say hello before I hear the soft whimpers of her moans as she grinds her little pussy against her pillow.

"Don't you wish you could fuck me?" Sydney whispers, her breath shaky and ragged. "Don't you wish I was there to worship your big cock all day? Ohh God..."

"Fuck, are you going to cum baby?" I ask, whipping my cock out and massaging it while I listen to my teen babysitter get close to cumming on the other end.

"I want you to make me cum, daddy," Sydney moans.

I can't stand it anymore. Hearing how badly she wants me only makes my desire for her grow and pushing her away anymore isn't an option. I have to have her.

"Come over then, baby," I say. My voice is low and gruff and there's a part of me that feels like I'll regret this. But I have to feel her again.

The moaning stops on the other end. I hear her inhale sharply. "Really?"

"Really. I need your pussy baby," I say, massaging my cock a little more before putting it back in my pants.

We hang up the phone and I get ready for Sydney to arrive. Danny is with a tutor in the dining room helping him with his math. He never has to know that Sydney is here, though.

It doesn't take her long to arrive and I sneak her in while the dining room door is closed, bringing her to my office.

As soon as the door closes, she grabs a hold of me and pulls my mouth to hers for a kiss. I pin her against the office door and let my mouth envelope hers, my tongue sliding in her mouth as tiny moans escape her throat.

"I've missed this so much," I say when I finally break away from her.

She's wearing a plain white t-shirt, maybe a little too small for discretion, and a pair of cut off jean shorts. I've gotten used to seeing her walk around the house and outfits like this and the idea of Barb walking in and seeing my sexy young babysitter wearing something so innocent yet seductive somehow makes my dick hard.

It's fucked up, I know, but the chance of being caught with Sydney makes this so much hotter.

"We have to be really quiet," I say as I bring her over to my desk.

"Don't worry, daddy. My mouth will be too full to make any noise," Sydney says with a smile, pushing me into my desk chair before getting on her knees. Fully aware of how wrong this is, she climbs under my desk completely and kneels before me, her mouth open and ready. "Wouldn't it be amazing if I could just sit here all day and worship your cock while you work? I'll drink down all of your cum and keep you hard for hours."

Before I can say anything, my pants are unzipped and my cock is free and in her hands. I gasp as she massages me, bringing her tongue to my already throbbing cock and tracing it along the shaft.

I stare at her for a few moments admiring how she works her tongue all over my cock, her eyes closed reverently as she tastes every inch of me. Eventually, she purses her lips and sucks the tip between them, nearly sending me over the edge in an instant.

"Fuck, that's so good baby," I moan, my fingers running through her hair as she takes more of my cock in her throat. She moans her satisfaction and I just lean back while I watch my sexy young babysitter swallow my cock.

Sydney is an expert at keeping me on the edge. She moves her head up and down, bringing her mouth all the way to the tip and teasing me with her tongue while she watches my throbbing cock calm down. She likes keeping me right there because she knows that means when I finally cum I'm going to completely fill her.

"Shouldn't you be working, Daddy?" Sydney says, chastising me for focusing more on her expert dick sucking then the work I'm supposed to be doing.

She doesn't have to say it, but I can tell that it would turn her on for me to just go about my business while she sucks my cock under the desk. I do exactly that.

I focus my attention on the computer for a while, trying to pay attention to numbers on spreadsheets and emails about meetings but finding it nearly impossible.

All I can focus on is the delicious sensation of the warm, wet mouth of my teen babysitter slobbering all over my cock.

Sydney keeps me on edge for about an hour, flicking her tongue over my tip with torturously slow motions as my cock throbs, practically begging to explode in her mouth.

I have a meeting with my boss that Sydney doesn't stop during. We go over some company reports and it takes everything in me not to cry out and grip the desk with both of my hands as Sydney completely gobbles my cock under the desk. I look down every chance I get and see her completely balls deep around my length, staring up at me with a smile.

She jacks me off when she gives her mouth a rest, licking my balls to tease me even more.

By the time the meeting is over, I send a message in the Slack channel telling everyone I'll be away from the keyboard for 15 minutes, standing up and pulling Sydney up to sit on the edge of my desk. I have to fuck her. I have to feel the tight walls of her pussy clenching around me.

"I want to make you feel good, Daddy," Sydney purrs as she lifts up her white T-shirt to show that she's not wearing a bra under it at all. I suck her perky nipple in my mouth as I unbutton her pants and pull them down. Of course, she's not wearing panties either.

My cock hovers right around her soaking wet entrance and I'm about to shove every inch of myself inside her when my cell phone rings. I want to ignore it, but I catch Barb's name on the caller ID out of the corner of my eye.

"I have to answer," I say, watching how Sydney sits on my desk and spreads her legs tantalizingly wide while I pick up the phone and talk to my wife. "Hey, what's up?"

"Can you let me in? I forgot my files in my suitcase and I guess I lost my house key somewhere," Barb says with an exasperated sigh.

"Let you in? Right now?" I ask, my heart rate rapidly increasing.

"Yep. That's what I said. I'm standing by the door now." She doesn't say anything else before hanging up the phone, clearly thinking I should understand what's happening now.

I pull my pants up as quickly as I can, my cock's still hard as a rock as I tuck it into my pants and do my best to try and hide it. Sydney doesn't need me to tell her what's going on to understand that Barb is here and this is the worst case scenario.

She gets dressed and stares at me with a surprisingly calm look in her eyes.

"We need to get our story straight before she gets in," I say, running my fingers through my hair. "We'll say there's a mix up, okay? Danny has his tutor here right now and if Barb asks, I didn't tell you that. Trust me, she'll believe that I fucked up."

Sydney just nods her head and follows me out of the office. I instruct her to take a seat in the living room, acting like nothing's happening. She turns on the TV quietly and pretends to be watching a rerun of some real housewives show.

I open the door to see Barb standing there in her business clothes with a scowl on her face.

"What took you so long? And whose car is that in the driveway?" Barb takes a step inside and freezes when she sees Sydney sitting in the living room.

My heart practically comes to a halt seeing the two of them together.

I know this is it. Everything is going to come together for Barb and she's going to immediately know that I have been fucking the babysitter I hired while she was away.

"Hi, you must be Barb," Sydney says, extending her hand with a warm smile. The very same hand that was just wrapped around my cock not even 5 minutes ago. "Seth has told me so much about you."

Barb lets go of Sydney's hand and turns to look at me with an annoyed grin. "It's lovely to meet you, Sydney. I'm afraid that hasn't told me much about you at all. I had no idea you were coming today, either."

Sydney laughs and nods her head, wrapping her arms around her like she's nervous. "Jury's still out on who's fault that is. I didn't realize Danny was here with the tutor today, so I thought I was supposed to show up before a shift like I had been last week."