Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Busty Baby Sitter: EP2

John looked away and opened the door letting Rachel exit first. They got in the car and John started the long drive to Rachel's house. She had been their babysitter for the past three years and that first year, Kathy and John took turns driving her home. It had been awhile since John had been alone in the car with her and he was having trouble finding something to say.

Rachel saved him the trouble. "How was the opera Mr. Greene?"

John could feel her gaze on him. "Oh it was fine," he lied. "Well, Kathy enjoyed it a lot more than I did."

"I bet," Rachel replied. "I'm sure you would have been much happier at a Foo Fighters or Def Tones concert."

"How... really... you like the Foo Fighters?" he asked, wondering how she had come to mention two of his favorite bands.

"Yes. I love both of them, and I know you do too. You're really funny."

"I try," John replied, feeling out of some kind of loop.

"I was looking through your CDs on the stereo," Rachel finished, laughing. "You always get nervous around me."

There, she had said it. Rachel had come out with one of those cold hard truths that most people don't talk about openly. "Don't say that. I... I don't," John fumbled over his words. Who was the adult here?

"I'm just kidding with you. You're turning all red by the way," she replied.

John knew that he was turning red. This conversation was making it hard to concentrate on driving up the winding country road to Rachel's house. A flash of movement to one side, caught his eye and he realized he should have been paying more attention to the road.

avoid it. He managed to miss the deer but slid

He reached across to grab Rachel's arm and accidentally brushed

breathing hard and looking over

staring into

Rachel mouthed, without making a sound, staring back so hard at John that it almost hurt

as

John said, lifting his

too hard.

back. Her little hand felt

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hands away as

from her, placing all of his concentration onto restarting the car. John was certain that if he had kept gazing into Rachel's eyes and squeezing

on the road, resuming the trip. He found himself

down," Rachel requested timidly, not looking at him

to lower the window. John sat there looking at her through the glass for a few seconds before finally lowering it. Rachel tilted her head forward just a little too close. John started to sweat. He couldn't move or say anything.

was a long drive home, especially with a raging hard-on. John's house was cold and

like my fucking life and marriage," John muttered under his breath, as he locked up and went

non-descript and Monday came just a little too fast. The following week was

and the only thing he could think about was his barely-legal baby sitter. For God's sake, she was still in high school! Life used to be

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problem was him. His whole attitude about life and his marriage and his career was the problem. He decided that, thinking about his babysitter was a direct result of his negativity. She was exciting and different. That was all. He would change and with his mental change he could change his life and his marriage and his job and everything else for the better. There had to be a way to break through to Kathy.