The Babysitters Club

The Babysitters Club Part 2

Paige is busted!

This is a continuation of The Babysitters Club story. It will not make sense unless you read that first. I had not planned to write a continuation of this story, but people seem to enjoy it, and many have asked for more. The Babysitter's Club is the first story that I have published. Encouraging and constructive comments are welcome. Thanks.

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"Daddy?" Paige said in confusion, then her hands flew up to cover her face. "Oh, my god, oh, my god, oh, my god!" she said rapidly as she quickly backed away from the door. Her legs hit the bed and buckled at the knees, making her plop down heavily onto the mattress. The same bed that I'd shared with Monica.

Paige began crying as I entered the room and shut the door behind me. I had no idea what to do or say. This was my little girl, and here we were in a sleezy little motel room. She had come here to meet a stranger for sex. For money. Well, ok, it was technically a massage, but it was a sexual massage. I wanted to be furious with her, but I wasn't. I was perfectly calm, which was weird considering the situation. I was just as guilty as her; even more, since I didn't have the excuse of being a dumb teenager. Making stupid mistakes was expected of a teenager, right? What was my excuse?

I sat next to her on the bed and tried putting my arm around her to hug her, but she quickly pulled away as if I'd bitten her.

"This is a nightmare!" she exclaimed. "Daddy, I... What the fuck are you doing here?" My patience evaporated.

"What am I doing here? Seriously?" I said loudly. She jumped up and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door. Well, at least she hadn't bolted from the room. Then I heard her voice through the thin walls.

"Maxine? Why the fuck is my father here?... YES!... "Yes, he is here at the motel! I don't know if he followed me or what!... Wait. WHAT?!... He's my appointment?... Are you fucking serious?! You hooked me up with my own father!!! What the actual FUCK, MAX?... Oh, it was a mistake? YOU THINK SO?!!! Don't you check the girls' names against the client profiles? WELL, YOU MIGHT WANT TO START DOING THAT! UGH!" she shouted, then there was silence.

The silence lasted for several minutes, and my mind raced. I had no idea how to handle this. I was shocked, mad, and ashamed all at once. I had just learned that my daughter was whoring, but she had just learned that her father was out here hiring whores who were her own age. What do you say in that situation? I had NO idea. I wanted to bolt, but I forced myself to stay put. This was not some stranger. It was my Paige.

The bathroom door opened, and Paige stepped out into the bedroom. She was completely naked. She walked to the bed and lay down without saying a word. I cleared my throat and said, "Uh... Paige, I..." I started to say, but she cut me off.

"Massage me, Dad. You paid for a girl to massage, so here I am. We have forty five minutes left," she said coldly. Was she mad at me? Seriously?"

"Paige, I don't want to..." but she cut me off again.

"You want to talk to me about this, then put your hands on me. You hired me for a massage. So, message me, and maybe we can talk. Otherwise, I'm leaving," she stated.

I looked at my naked daughter lying there and was still at a loss for what to do. But I had questions, so I began rubbing her back, staying well clear of her ass. God, she had a nice ass. When had that happened?

"I didn't know, Paige," I said, and she nodded after a moment. "About you, I mean. Doing this."

"Ok, you didn't know. But Max said that you REQUESTED a girl from my team. MY TEAM! What the fuck, Dad? That means that you wanted one of my friends!" she hissed. Ok, yeah. That was pretty fucked up, I had to admit.

"Well, I accept that was pretty shitty of me, but I had no idea that you were out here meeting with men like this! Getting naked for them!" I said as I slapped her bare butt way harder than I had intended. She hummed with pleasure. Was she enjoying this? I slapped her other exposed cheek, and she turned her head to smile at me.

"Yes, I've been a very bad girl, Daddy," she purred, then started laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" I said angrily as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"This... Us. The absurdity of this. I mean, what are the odds of this?" she said, and she had a point. The odds were really low. "I'm sorry. I know you are disappointed in me," she said, and I shook my head and sighed heavily.

"I'm disappointed in both of us, actually, Paige," I said as I went back to rubbing her back. "I don't really know why I'm here."

"Well, it's probably because Mom is out fucking everyone BUT you. Who can blame you for looking elsewhere?" she said, and my massage stopped.

"You know about that?" I said, and she nodded.

"Of course I do, Dad. I know all about that. I know a lot more than you do, in fact," she said, then sighed. "She has been running around since she got on that booster club committee two years ago. She just went nuts.

I felt gut punched. I mean, I knew that my wife had likely been cheating on me, but it was hard to have it confirmed. Two years? Two fucking years? And our daughter knew all about it?

After a long moment, Paige asked, "Have you been doing this very long? I mean, using the club service?" I shook my head.

"No. Only once, and that was for another massage, like this one," I said, and she nodded. I didn't want to ask the next question, but I had to.

"Have you been doing this for long?" I asked, and she took a deep breath.

"Since I turned eighteen almost three months ago," she said, and again, I felt gut punched.

"And have you been doing more than just letting guys give you massages?" I asked, and she remained quiet.

Finally, she said, "Do you really want to know all that, Dad?" which was my answer. She had not limited herself and had been having sex with these men. How many had fucked his little girl?

It was all too much. I'd reached my limit, and I just kind of froze up. "Daddy?" I heard Paige say, but I didn't pay any attention. I was on overload. "Daddy, please lie down," I heard her say in a worried tone. "Daddy?"

She pulled me to the mattress onto my side, then snuggled up to me in a spoon position. "Breath, Dad," she said quietly. "Breathe with me." She placed my hands on her small breasts and said, "Breathe."

I could feel the rise and fall of her chest through my hands, and eventually my breathing matched her rhythm. My heart rate slowed, and I began to feel better. I pressed my face into her red hair and breathed in her scent. It was familiar, conjuring memories of my loving daughter. Her smile. Her playfulness.

Unconsciously, my hands began to knead her breasts, and I felt her nipples stiffen under my touch. I pinched and caressed them, and they turned to hard little points in my hands. I took another deep breath in her hair and placed a kiss on the nape of her neck as I felt my groin stir and begin to harden.

Paige felt it and responded by pressing her firm, athletic ass into my crotch. She began moving her hips against me, and my body responded naturally. "Paige, we can't..." I started to say.

"Shhhh," she cooed quietly. "Breathe with me." She continued to work her ass against me until I reached a full erection. I was so going to hell. I was horny for my baby girl. What a fucking tool I am!

"It's ok, Daddy," she sighed as if she could hear my thoughts. "You've always been there for me. Always. Let me be here for you now," she cooed softly.

I couldn't help myself, and one of my hands slid down her torso, across her flat stomach, and rested on her pubic area, which only had a small patch of hair. She shifted her position slightly to give me better access while still grinding my boner with her ass.

"I've always loved your hands," she sighed softly. "So strong and warm. I've dreamed of this so many times. To feel you touching me, and caressing me," she breathed, obviously getting worked up. "And now you are here with me. Touch me, please. Caress me, Daddy. I love you."

I ran my tongue up the back of her neck, tasting the saltiness of her skin as I dipped my finger between her hot folds. She drew in a sharp breath as my finger found her clit and I began to work it in small circles. Animalistic desire took over, and she ceased to be my daughter. I clinched her possessively, digging my fingers into her flesh as I began to hump her ass.

"Oh, yes, Daddy... Yes! Take me... Please take me..." she breathed as I worked her breast and pussy with my hands. "Oh, god... Yes... "Oh, I want you, Daddy. Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out in climax.

She came down after a moment, then turned to face me. What had I done? I wanted to feel ashamed, but I was still too worked up. Before I could protest, Paige undid my pants and rolled me onto my back as she straddled my waist. She kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth with her hot little tongue. "Oh, Daddy... I've wanted this for so long," she breathed, only an inch from my face. She reached around and guided me into her, and before I could protest, her warmth enveloped my manhood.

"Oh, my god," she breathed. "Oh, Daddy. You feel even better than I imagined. Oh, god," she said and kissed me again, which made me slide out of her a couple of inches. She moved back, and I slid back into her again. "Ohhh! Oh, god you are big, Daddy. "Oh, this is better than I ever imagined. She leaned forward and kissed me deeply again, her red curls falling around my head.

"Oh, Daddy... I love you," she moaned breathily as she moved her hips on my crotch. I grabbed two handfuls of her tight ass and squeezed. "Ugh, yes, Daddy, yes, spank my ass. I'm a bad girl!" I swatted her hard enough to leave a handprint.

"Oh, yes!" she yelped loudly as she sat up. She began riding me like she was in a saddle, with a smooth rocking motion that no virgin would know how to do. "Oh, my! Oh, yes! Oh, Daddy. Oh, you feel so good! Oh, I've wanted this!"

She looked down at me, and we locked eyes. I couldn't believe I was looking up at my little girl as she gave me the best fuck I'd had in years. She scrunched up her nose playfully and smiled at me before she leaned forward and said, Fuck me, doggy, Daddy. Fuck my ass!"

She lifted off of me, then did a deep downward dog on the mattress, sticking her ass high in the air. I sat up and moved in behind her. I leaned forward and kissed both of her tight ass cheeks, which were rosy, red from my spanking. I kissed each cheek, then pushed my nose into her and smelled her intoxicating scent. I nuzzled her anus with my nose, and she growled lustfully. It was so personal. She waggled her ass a bit and giggled.

"Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your naughty girl," she said with a laugh. I sat up and looked down at her. She waggled her ass again, and while I couldn't see her face, her familiar red hair was splayed across her back.

"Yep, going to hell on the express train," I mumbled. I couldn't believe that I was doing this. Before, I could claim I was in a state and fell to Paige's seduction. But now? Now, this was all me, and there was no one else to blame. I grabbed my cock, which was rock hard and still slick with Paige's juices. I moved my hand to my nose and sniffed her aroma. I growled and licked my fingers, tasting her for the first time. She tasted similar to her mother, but also different. Tangier.

"Please, Daddy," she begged me in her innocent voice. It drove me nuts. "To hell we go," I thought as I grabbed her hip with one hand and guided my cock to her slit. I pushed into her until my pelvis met her beautiful little ass.

"Uuugghh, Yes!" she moaned lustfully. "Take me, Daddy. Fuck your bad little girl." Christ!

I began to pump her gently at first, then faster and harder. She grunted with each thrust in time with the wet slaps as our flesh met. I grabbed a fistful of her red curls and pulled her head back as I thrust harder. "Oh...yes...fuck...me...fuck...me...oh...Daddy....yes...yes..." she moaned with each thrust.

The small room was full of the sounds of my grunting, Paige's moaning, and our wet flesh making slapping sounds. It was all too much, and I couldn't hold it any longer. I knew that I needed to pull out, but I didn't want to. I buried myself as deeply as possible into my daughter and blew the largest load of my life.

"Ohhhh, yes! Yes!" she screamed as I pumped my jizz into her over and over again. It seemed to last forever, and I didn't want it to end! Eventually, I fell back onto the lumpy bed. My heart was racing, and I gulped for air. I hadn't had sex like that in a long, long time.

"Oh, my God!" I huffed between breaths. Paige giggled with pleasure and snuggled up with me, facing me this time. She was completely unfazed by the active pace and played with my rapidly deflating cock. I finally caught my breath. She then kissed me and gently bit my lower lip, which was a very sexy gesture. We looked each other in the eyes, and Paige began to giggle, then laugh.

I reached around and gently squeezed her perfect little ass. "What's so funny?" I asked, and she gestured between the two of us.

"This," she said with a giggle. "I never would have thought that this could ever happen, but here we are."

"Yes, here we are," I stated and sighed. "Are you sorry?"

"Hell, no!" Paige said instantly. "I mean, I am extremely pissed at Maxine, but in the end, no. I'm not sorry. And you shouldn't be sorry either. Mom has royally fucked you over, Dad. It's not right. You give us everything, and she turns around and pisses on you. You need to dump her ass, but that is a conversation for later. Just know that I'm here for you, ok?" she said, then kissed me again. A guy could get used to that. For some reason, that made me think of something. The ribbons.

"Uh, sweetie. How have you kept your mother from learning about The Babysitters thing?" I asked, and she looked guilty.

"I didn't. Mom has known about The Babysitters Club since she got on the boosters committee. It's a "not so secret" kind of secret in the girls' sports teams. So, Mom knew the moment I put that bow on my car," Paige said. I wanted to hit myself for not noticing the bow on my own daughter's car!

"She knows? You mean that she knows what you have been doing?" I said in shock. "And she did nothing?"

"I have some world class dirt on her, Dad. You would not believe it," Paige said with a sigh. "So, yeah. She kept her mouth shut."

This was crazy news. The fact that her mother knew what Paige was doing? That was... That was... Exactly the same position that I was in now. Shit! Fucking your daughter? Yeah, that was world class dirt.

"Don't worry, Dad," Paige said as she gave me a gentle hug. "I'm on your side, and you are a lot of fun. I don't plan to make this a one time thing."

Her phone rang. She jumped up from the bed and padded back to the bathroom, where she had left her stuff. I watched her cute ass giggle as she went.

"Hello? Yes.... No, I have it handled... Ok... Ok, Max... Yes... Yes, that's fine... Ok," she said and ended the call.

She came back into the room and said, "I need a quick shower. Dad, you need to get dressed and go. We can talk more later tonight," she said. "I promise."

"Oh, yes, well, I'm sure Max needs the room for someone else," I said, trying to sound understanding as I quickly threw my clothes on. I helped Paige remake the bed, then said, "Can I wait for you and walk you to your car? This is not the best part of town."

Paige shook her head. "No, thanks, Dad. But you do need to go. My next appointment will be here any minute."