Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Busty Baby Sitter: EP3

"I wasn't, but she called and really needs me. I called Rachel already and she'll be here before you go to work tomorrow. I've got to go. The kids are in doing their homework. No sugar this weekend. I should be back by Tuesday evening." Then, without a goodbye or a parting good wish, Kathy was out the door.

"Well shit." John stared after her for a moment and then went in to see the kids.

John and the kids had a great night, playing the Wii and eating way too much sugar filled food and candy. It was the best night they had together in months. He hated to admit it, but he thought it was probably because Kathy was gone. She hardly ever seemed to have fun anymore.

The next morning John woke up late. The alarm hadn't gone off or maybe he just forgot to set it. Usually Kathy reminded him. "Damn her," John muttered as he ran into the shower. He threw on some clothes and ran down the stairs. He was immediately greeted to the scent of eggs and bacon wafting from the kitchen.

"What? How?"

"Oh there you are, sleepy head." Rachel leaned out of the kitchen doorway. "We thought we heard you coming down the stairs." She held out a cup of coffee to him.

"Uh... good morning Rachel," John said, taking the coffee. "I forgot you were coming over. I guess Kathy gave you a key?"

"No silly. I know where you guys keep the extra key outside. So I came early and decided you could use a good hot breakfast. That's yours at the table. Hurry up and eat so you aren't late."

"Wow. Thank you," John said sitting down at the table and digging in. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten a hot breakfast at home. Kathy just decided one day that she was done cooking.

The kids had already finished and were in the family room watching cartoons. John stood up and grabbed his briefcase and jacket. "I'm not sure how late I'll be Rachel," he said.

"That's no problem. Stay as late as you need to. We'll be fine."

"I'll call and order you a pizza if I'm going to be really late." John was now awake enough to really look at Rachel. She was wearing another skin tight t-shirt and he could see the outline of her nipples poking out. She wasn't wearing a bra. Shit! Rachel laughed. Had she caught him glancing at her chest? John started to turn red.

something up. Just let me know when you'll be home. I love to cook, and I've got two really good helpers in there. Say good bye to your dad, guys," she called into the family room. "Good bye daddy!" two little voices

warmth in his chest. This was how family life should be. Then

on

said, beaming at him. "Have a great day Mr. Greene," she called

to her. "Call me John,"

in almost a full day of work finishing up his quarterly reports. He would be happy if he never saw another spreadsheet or SQL query for the rest of his life. When it was nearly six, he called Rachel and

be hot and ready when you get

good," he said. "Thanks

I did silly," Rachel said, giggling, and then hung

when he got off the phone. She had a way of making him feel like an awkward kid fresh out of high school. He had forgotten to ask her if she

up before he had a chance to fish his key out his

once.

when he got home late. "I'm really glad to be home though." That was the truth. "Well

greeted by the unmistakable

John to follow her into the kitchen. She had

This looks

I'm a little nervous. I'm afraid you

sat down and started

Who taught you how to cook?" John couldn't believe how good

"Well, she started me off, but I absolutely love to cook and I've taken some classes

and took a big gulp and John snapped

parents to think that we're... partying here or something. In fact, you probably shouldn't be drinking at all" "I already thought about