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.

brake and steer to avoid it. He managed to

reached across to grab Rachel's arm and accidentally

exclaimed, breathing

asked, staring into her big

hard at John

chest as she fought

John said, lifting his gaze back to her

hand a little too hard.

nodded and squeezed back. Her little hand felt so warm

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hands away as if they were

placing all of his concentration onto restarting the car. John was certain that if he had kept gazing into

started and back on the road, resuming the

timidly, not

himself to slow down. He got them both there in one piece. Rachel got out of the car and came around to the driver's side, motioning for John 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

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

muttered under his breath, as he locked up and went upstairs to

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

about was his barely-legal baby sitter. For God's sake, she was still in high school! Life used to be so much better and he never used to have deviant

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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. She wasn't a bitch when he married her. She had changed somehow. He would figure