Seduced by the Babsitter (needed one woman to play)

musicankane

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(OOC: I need one woman to play the babysitter and then the thread is closed.)

IC: James Calvin was a director, a single father, and a good looking man. His son, Micheal was five years old so when his job sent him out of town he had come to rely on Brittney, an absolutly gorgeous eighteen year old girl who lived not a couple of blocks away. James would have gotten her into one of his movies, but he didn't feel right about putting her in adult films. James was a porn director.
His most recent assignment had brought him to San Diego for two days and Britney had no problem watching Micheal and eating from the fridge. James let her have boyfriends over if she wanted so long as Micheal was sleeping when she did her thing and that she didn't leave the house.
And finally James was coming home. He sat in his car for a moment in the drive-way of his three story home, fishing through his wallet for the proper amount of cash. Britney had been stuck in his house for two days she probably wanted to get away ASAP. James looked at the clock, in was already almost nine pm, Micheal should be asleep, but that's alright James had a few days off so he could spent some time with his boy. He got out of the car and left his bags in the trunk, he would bring them in in the morning right now he just wanted to be home.
He opened the front door. "Hello? Britney I'm back, I trust Micheal wasn't problematic for you." He called.
 
Brittney had come to rely on James for a steady job. She was sure he didn't know that she knew he directed porn. She had snooped around, like any good babysitter, and found his rather extensive porn stash. She had brough Brad over a few times, and had some fun, but soon got bored of him, opting to lay on James' bed and get off over and over again.

That, in fact, was what she was doing when she heard the door open and his deep voice echoing through the house."Shit!" she rushed to pull her clothing back on, her blonde hair all dishevled from her thrashing around on the bed seconds ago. She pulled on her skirt, forgetting her panties on the bed as she rushed to turn off the tv, the porn still running.

Rushing down the stairs she smiled a t him. "Good Evening Mr. Calvin, Micheal is asleep. Did you have a good trip?" she asked innocently as she approached him.
 
He smiled up at the beautyiful young woman trotting down the stairs. "Hello Britney, my trip was fine. As good as work can get I suppose." He picked the pre-counted wad of cash out of his pocket and unfolded. "I got your pay right here, I figured after two days here you'd be eager to go out and resume being a teenager." He chuckled and held the money out the her as she hoped off the stairs from the second step.
"What time did Micheal get to bed?" He asked.
 
Brittney took the money with a wide smile. "He fell asleep around 9 we were watching a movie. I had to carry him up." she laughed softly as she smiled at him, her hands in the pockets of her short skirt. " Would you like me to make warm you up something to eat? I made Micheal and I some spaggetti. I made a plate up for you just in case.." she bit her lip and smiled up at him.

That's when she realized where she had left her underware. She couldn't very well rush upstairs and put them back on without some sort of explaination. She turned towards the kitchen.
 
He started to say that it was ok, he could warm it up himself but Britney was already going into the kitchen before he could open his mouth. He shrugged, "Hey, Britney I'll be down in a second, I'm going to go change and peek in on Micheal alright?" He said and headed to his room.
He yanked the tie off his neck and tossed it on the floor eager to be out of his suit. Damn, porn meetings, most of the chicks were dumb anyway why'd he have to put a suit on? He put on a pair of Jeans and a T-shirt which was how he liked to dress and bent down to pick of the tie he'd discarded.
"What's that?" He saw something just barely poking out from under the bed.
 
She paused as he talked about going upstairs. She could explain it away, she had slept in his bed and forgotten to pick up her clothes, she nodded to herself as she moved around in the kitchen, uncovering the plate of food and turning on the microwave.

She leaned against the counter and pulled a beer out of the fridge for Mr.Calvin, and poured herself a glass of juice. Pulling herself up she sat on the counter and waited for him to come back down.
 
He walked into the kitchen holding her panties in two fingers up. "I believe you forgot something." He said holding them out to her. He smelled the meal and smiled. "Now that smells good, what'd you do to get pasta to smell like that? Nevermind, you know you're eighteen and you can cook and leave a man a panty suprise already? You're gonna make a hell of a wife and mother let me tell you." He said laughing and sat down to eat.
 
She blushed, taking her panties from him. "Thank you Mr. Calvin," she said softly as she stuffed the panties into her pocket. Taking the plate out of the microwave she hopped off the counter and brought it to the table, carrying over her juice as well.

"I forgot I left them there, I slept in your bed last night," she told him biting her lip.
 
"No worries, but was it hot last night or something, because those suckers are damp?" Calvin said enjoying the pasta. "Man this is good!" He looked at her knowing full well they were soaked with her cum, he wasn't going to say anything because he didn't want her to know he directed porn. How else would he be able to spot a bodily fluid like that on sight?
 
"I sweat alot when I sleep," she explained quickly, "And I'm glad you like it. You know...I know you work alot I'm sure you don't get a real meal very often. Maybe the days I watch Micheal I could save some dinner for you? Or maybe fix you something when you come home?" she offered smiling across at him trying to change the subject.
 
James though about that. "Well yeah if your sure you want to, hell I'll even pay you for it." He said, polishing off the pasta. "fills you up just right too dont it?" He said patting his gut. "Sorry im a slobby eater." He blushed a little then got up to put his plate in the sink.
 
She smiled, "I would love to do that for you. Wow, it's late...would you mind if I stayed the night? I dont have a key to my house and everyone would be asleep by now." she finished her juice and stepped to the sink. "Let me clean that up..." her hand brushed his as she took the plate from him and washed it off.
 
Stay the night? What was she doing? She never stayed this long aftr he got home. Usualy she just wanted her money and took off. "What? Are you sure?" He asked her. there was the spare beddroom just across the hall for the master bedroom that he had furnished just because he hated having empty rooms. So he figured if she really wanted too she could stay there.
 
"Yea, if it's not too much of a hassle, I mean I could go if you wanted me to, I think the back door might be open.." she said setting the plate on the drying rack. "And I have clothes here and stuff. Sorry about sleeping in your bed," she blushed looking up at him.
 
James shook his head. "No, it's fine. You could sleep in the guest room. You know the one right across from mine?" He said, motioning with his hands what he meant. He looked into her eyes and saw something there, she was up to something but he couldn't put his finger on it. He shook the thought away and smiled. "Help yourself to it. If you want."
 
"Thanks Mr. Calvin. Is there anything else you would like from me before I head off and change for bed?" she asked looking up at him. "Anything at all?" she smirked and bit her lip. After not cumming, she was horny, and she wondered if he could see it.
 
I'd like to pump your pussy full of cum. he thought to himself and smiled.
What he actually said was, "No thank you, Britney you have a good night sleep."
 
"Good night Mr. Calvin," she smiled and turned. Bending over slightly she grabbed her bag off of the couch. Her ass cheeks peeked out from under her skirt as she bent over and soon moved back up the stairs to the room he had mentioned.

Undressing she pulled on her pj's, a tight tank top that showed off her breasts, her nipples poking through. She pulled her panties and climbed into bed.
 
James didn't go up to bed, is body actually only thought it was five in the afternoon because of the flight's time change. So he went into the living room and settled himself on the sofa to watch a movie. Soon though he decided to put on a porn and have himself a little fun. Pictures of Britney's ass ran through her head. She was hitting on him, that much he could tell but he couldn't try to act on anything it was wrong. She watched his damn kid for crying out loud.
 
Brittney laid in bed, her hands sliding down her body. She could hear the moans from the porn downstairs. She wanted to go down there and fuck him. Feel him inside of her. She shook her head, she would wait till he came upstairs, and maybe she would cralw in bed with him.
 
James groaned. "Oh, Britney!" as he erupted into some kleenex. He clamp his mouth shut and quickly turn off the porn to she if she heard him, thinking he needed something. He didn't want her to come down and see him wiping cum from his cock after just crying her name out. That would get him arrested.
 
Brittney heard him then and smiled. Putting on her best sleepy face she smiled. She made her way slowly down the stairs to see him wiping off his hard cock. She yawned. "Did you call me Mr. Calvin?" she asked softly rubbing her eyes.
 
James jumpped and quickly tucked his cock away. "Huh? Britney? I didn't say anything...oh, I was flipping through Mtv and maybe they said something about Britney SPears on TRL or something like that." He said quickly stammering to come up with something plausable.
 
"I saw you Mr. Calvin, and heard you moaning," she smiled as she approached the couch. "Would you like some company?" she asked softly as she curled up beside him on the couch. "I wouldn't mind if you put that movie back on," she smiled at him.
 
James gasped. "Wh..wha...what? you saw?" She was coming closer with a smile on her lips. I smile he'd seen porn actresses give. He knew it all too well. He back up as she came closer. "Now...Now, wait a second Britney I can explain...Look you can't do this." He raised his hands as if to hold her away. He could see her nipples poking eagerly through her top and his eyes wondered to her toned mid-section, he loved good midsections. He loved to imagine pumping that tight tummy with cum, hoping it would knock her up...but that was fantasy he could really go through with it...Oh no! What he heard him talking about that? He'd masturbated to her before, thinking of impregnanting her....No, she couldn't of or she would never have kept babysitting his son.
 
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