The summer before I started my junior year of high school, I took a job as a baby-sitter for the Simmons Family. Mr. Simmons was my eighth grade history teacher. All my girl friends were jealous. Most of the girls in his class had a crush on him and dreamed of romantic interludes with him, myself included.

"Anna, you bitch! Why do you get all the lucky breaks?" a friend of mine said.

It was a lucky break. At 35, Mr. Simmons looked absolutely gorgeous. I often wondered why he was a history teacher instead of a model or something. He was six feet tall and had nicely tanned skin. He kept himself in good shape through all his practicing for the teacher's basketball team. His short, raven black hair didn't have one single strand of gray in it. And his beautiful brown eyes made me want to melt into a little puddle when he looked at me. I spent more than a few nights dreaming about him while stroking my slit. Needless to say, I didn't need to think over the offer to work for him.

My job was to take care of his two children, Jill (7) and Michael (9) during the week while their parents were at work. Mary (Mrs. Simmons) was a lawyer and had to work most of the day and a lot of times came home after dark. Mark (Mr. Simmons) on the other hand worked various hours during school break at the book store that he and his family owned. Sometimes he worked all day, sometimes only half a day.

The kids mostly went to friends' houses or to the park or to the arcade, but they needed someone to be at home to keep track of where they were. I also fixed them lunch and dinner. And I did the shopping and made sure the house was pretty clean. I was by myself for a couple of hours each day to do whatever I wanted. Not bad for eight dollars an hour.

I noticed more than once that Mark would watch me, or I should say, he watched my body. He'd stare at my legs while I was washing the dishes or take a lingering glance at my tits when I wore a V-neck. At first, I thought it was my imagination, but I hoped it wasn't. I liked the attention I was getting from him, so I wore something a little revealing every day. Nothing too revealing, though, he was a married man, after all.

He wasn't the first guy who couldn't keep his eyes off me. I had gone out with several guys in the past who wanted more from me than my mind. And why not? I had cute brown eyes, wavy auburn hair, nicely tanned skin, great legs and nice tits. They're not real big, but they're not too small either. "Just the right size," one guy told me.

About two weeks or so after I started work, Mark came home one day at about one in the afternoon while I was tidying up the kitchen. That was much earlier than usual. The children weren't home, so it was just me and him alone in the house.

"Where are the kids today, Anna?"

"Mike is playing softball over at Fisher Park and Jill went over to Amy's house to watch a video." Mark seemed pleased that they weren't home. I was too.

"When do you think they'll be back?" he asked.

"I dunno. Jill left just a little while ago, so she won't be back for an hour or two. I made Mike promise he'd be home by three o'clock. So I guess the place is ours for a while."

"Good, good," he smiled.

I got up on a stool to place an empty vase and other glassware back in the cupboard. That day I had been wearing a light colored T-shirt and denim cutoffs, which really showed off my round ass and firm legs. I could tell that Mark got a good look at my ass and legs while I was up there. He came over and asked if I needed a hand. I asked him to keep me steady while I put the vase on top of the cabinet. He put both of his hands on my bare thighs and held me firmly. It felt so good!

When I finished my task, he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me down to the floor. I thanked him and gave him a peck on the cheek. He smiled and kissed me lightly on the forehead and said it was his pleasure. We stood there for a long time, looking into each other's eyes. Then he leaned in and kissed me full on the lips! It was such a hot and passionate kiss. I didn't want it to end, but it did.

"Come with me to my den," Mark said breathlessly.

I was a little shaky and dazed, but I followed. We got to his den and he closed the door behind us. I thought that maybe he wanted to come in here and fuck me. Was I willing to do this? Have sex with a married man nearly twice my age? Hell yes!

I threw my arms around him and started to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started squeezing my ass. My pelvis was pressed up against his body. I could feel his cock through his clothes. After a moment or two, he pulled away and sat down on his chair behind the desk. He motioned for me to come over and sit on his lap. I happily obliged. He squeezed my breast through my shirt as he spoke to me.

"Anna, I have to admit that I've been attracted to you for a very long time. And I'd really like to fuck you. It's hard for me to see you here everyday without ripping off your clothes and having my way with you."

This sent me into orbit! This was the fantasy all my girlfriend's had, and here I was sitting on his lap listening to how much he wanted me as he fondled my tits. This was getting me real hot.

"Then let's do it!", I cried.

"I wish we could. But I'm married and you're only 16."

"No one would have to know. It would be our little secret."

"I would really like that. But I can't take that chance. What if one of the kids were to come home any minute?"

He had a point. We could get caught if we had sex right then in his office, but I thought of something we could do instead. "I have an idea."

I slid off his lap and knelt down on the floor. I reached up and undid his pants, revealing a large bulge in his jockey shorts.

"Wait, Anna, I don't think you should," he warned.

"Why not? I've done it before. And I kinda liked it. And I haven't heard any complaints." I think, at that point, it dawned on him that I had had sex with someone before. This made me smile. If only he knew the other things I'd done. "Just sit back and relax."

He sat and thought about it for a second before helping me remove his shorts. His cock was so beautiful. It was about eight inches long or so and thick. The boys I had been with weren't nearly as big as this. It bobbed just inches away from my face. This monster was only semi hard but I knew I could make it harder.

I started by flicking my tongue on the tip. Mark really enjoyed that. Then I took it in to my mouth, just the head at first, sucking on it and popping it in and out of my mouth. Then I licked the underside of his shaft. Long strokes up and down. I looked up and saw that his eyes were closed and he started moaning for me to take it all in. I brought my mouth over the head again, pausing just one agonizing moment, then bringing my mouth down as far and as fast as I could. Mark groaned loudly. I started to move my head back and fourth and swirled my tongue all over his stiff prick. He placed his hands on my head and ran his fingers through my hair.

I was getting very turned on by this. My cunt was on fire and I could feel my panties soaking. I slowed my movements down long enough to undo my cutoffs so I could stroke my pussy. This was wonderful! With my free hand, I reached down and rubbed Mark's balls. I tickled them and massaged them gently. He told me he was about to come and I let him do it in my mouth. I swallowed all his salty sperm without losing one drop. A moment later, I came myself. I sat back on the floor, amazed and a little giddy at what had just happened.

After I had gotten Mr. Simmons off, I went to the bathroom to clean up. When I came out, he told me that I could go home early. I was puzzled. Did he regret what just happened? I gathered my things and headed for the door. Before I got out, he gently grabbed my arm.

"Anna, I don't want to give you the wrong idea. I really like you. And I really like what happened in there, " he smiled. "But I'm married and you're still in high school."

"Yeah, I know," I said. I thought he was gonna blow me off. But what he said really surprised me.

"I'd like you to come back. And I'd like to do this again."

I couldn't believe it! He didn't fire me and he wanted me. I was speechless. I just kissed him on the cheek and went out the door. I went straight home to masturbate again. I came twice before my parents got home.

We continued with our little ritual for the next two months. Two or three times a week, Mark would come home when the children were out. He'd take me into his den and I would suck him off. If I wore a skirt, I would finger myself at the same time. He loved to squeeze my boobs through my clothes while I blew his monster cock. Mostly, I let him cum in my mouth, but a couple of times I took off my shirt so he could cum on my tits. On one occasion, I placed his shaft between my breasts so he could titty fuck me and cum all over my face. It really got me off!

I was a little uneasy at first when I was around Mary. How were you supposed to act normal around a woman who's husband you just had oral sex with a few hours earlier? I gradually started to feel more at ease around her. She didn't seem to suspect anything between me and Mark. If she did I never saw it.

By mid-August, I realized that my time with Mark was almost up. Soon, school would start and the Simmons wouldn't need me as their daily baby-sitter. Mark knew this too. He promised that before summer was over we'd do something very special. Every night when I would go to bed I would try to imagine what he could possibly have in mind. I hoped that he wanted to have sex with me, but how could we do it without getting caught.

It was the first week of September before Mr. Simmons called me. I had been let go the previous week and I was getting ready for the new school year in the following week. He said that he wanted me to come over the day before Labor Day and we would have some time together. He explained that the bookstore would be closed and his wife was taking the kids to the lake for the last day of summer.

"Why aren't you going?" I asked.

"I told them I had to get a few things done before my first class on Tuesday," he explained. "Which is technically true."

I made it over to the Simmons' house at about 11 o'clock. Mary and the kids were already gone and wouldn't be back until late in the afternoon. I wore a short black pleated miniskirt and a white button-down blouse with my hair in a braid. And I had on white lace panties and matching bra, but I knew those wouldn't last long.

Mark let me in and led me to his office and closed the door. He wore a red and green plaid flannel shirt and faded jeans. He looked so gorgeous in them! I grabbed his face with both hands and gave him a long, deep kiss. He started to squeeze my ass with both hands, but I removed them and told him to wait. He looked a little disappointed but quickly got over it.

"Anna, I hope you don't mind that we do it in here," he said, referring to his den, "I didn't want to leave any clues behind in the bedroom."

"I understand," I replied as I unbuttoned his shirt. "Besides, this is our place." I started to kiss his chest all over, sucking on his nipples lightly. This really got him moaning.

"Let's go over to the couch," he suggested.

As we made are way over to the other side of the room, he removed his shirt and undid his jeans. He slid them off and sat down in the middle of the sofa. He wasn't wearing underwear, so he held his semi hard cock in his hand. A small drop of precum had formed at the tip.

I kneeled down on the floor between his legs and unbuttoned my blouse, exposing my bra-clad chest. I took his cockhead into my mouth, sucking on it lightly. Then I took all I could into my mouth in one fast motion. Mark groaned out loud. I held the base of it with my left hand as I moved my mouth up and down his cock. Then I took him out of my mouth and licked the underside of his dick until I made my way to his cum filled balls. I flicked my tongue at them lightly, making Mark squirm. Then I took one of his balls into my mouth and sucked on it gently. Then the other. Then both at once.

After a minute or two of this, Mark pulled my head away. "Wait, Anna," he said breathlessly. "Wait. I don't want to cum yet." He sat there panting for a minute and tried to catch his breath. He motioned for me to sit on the couch next to him. I took off my blouse and sat down.

"I'd like to do something for you. Lay down."

I laid back with my head resting on a pillow at one end of the sofa. Mark moved down and turned his body to face me. He pushed up my black skirt, bringing my little lace panties in the open. He pulled them off of me and stopped to smell them briefly before tossing them aside. My cunt was very wet then so the panties must have been soaked.

Mark brought his head down to my crotch. He moved my legs further apart to open my pussy lips. After an agonizing moment of anticipation, he finally stuck out his tongue and licked my slit. This was heavenly! He buried his tongue into my pussy until he found my clit. Then he gave it long, gentle strokes with his tongue. This was driving me crazy! I writhed around on the couch and kept thrusting my pelvis into his face.

I squeezed my tits through the bra and pinched my nipples until it hurt. Finally I moved the piece of clothing down so I could play with my boobs freely. Mark continued his assault on my clit and had two fingers inside my pussy, finger-fucking me. Then he slipped in a third finger. This was all too much for me to take. My body stiffened and I had the biggest and longest orgasm of my life. I could feel my cunt juice gushing over Mark's fingers. He bent down to lick some of it up. I laid there for a few minutes in total bliss.

"I see you enjoyed that."

"Oh yeah," I moaned.

"Now for some more fun. Wanna be on top?" He sat on the sofa with his rock hard dick in his hand pointing at the ceiling.

"Don't need to ask me twice."

I got up and removed the rest of my clothing. I kneeled over his cock with my pussy just over it. Slowly I slid myself down on him. He was much bigger than I realized! I felt my cunt stretching as much as it could. I took a moment to get used to the size before I started to move. Mark told me to take my time and go slow. I put my hands on his shoulders and started moving a little faster. Mark held on to my hips to help support me. Soon I was slamming my ass into his lap. I pulled his head closer to me until his head was pressed against me. He took this as an opportunity to suck on my tits. He took one of my nipples into his mouth and lightly nibbled on it.

"Fuck yeah! Oh your cock feels sooo good in me! Yes, yes!"

I felt another orgasm wash over me and stopped moving as I came. Mark grabbed me and laid me back on the couch. He held on to my legs as he fucked my slick pussy. He leaned in and drove his dick into me hard and deep. I could feel his balls slap against my ass. His chest was pressed against my tits. Our bodies were covered in sweat. I held on to his butt and tried to pull him into me deeper.

"Take my big cock, you little slut! You love my dick don't you? You want it all. Take my cock in. Oh yeah."

"Fuck my pussy, baby! Deeper! Harder! Oh!" I screamed. I like it when guys talk dirty to me. And I like to talk dirty to them. It really gets me off.

He said he was about to cum. I told him, "Go ahead, come in me. I'm on the pill, so don't worry. Fill me up. I wanna feel your hot come shoot inside me."

Soon, he started to come. His body tensed and he pushed deep inside me. I felt his cock spasming inside my pussy. "Oh, yes," I urged. Do it! "Fill me up. I've wanted this so much and waited so long for it. It feels so good!"

After a few more slow, deep strokes, his body relaxed. "Whew! That was the best fuck I ever had," he announced.

"See what a good lay I am, baby?"

He smiled. He took my hand and lead me to the bathroom. We took a shower together and cleaned each other off. He spent an extra long time soaping my tits and cunt. I even gave him a quick blowjob. When we finished, he dried me off. While he dried himself off I walked back naked to the den to retrieve my clothing. Imagine if Mrs. Simmons walked into the house right then with her two children! Who'd look more shocked, me or her? The thought made me laugh a little. When I had dressed, I met Mark at the door in his bath robe. I gave him a kiss goodbye and left.

The following week, I spotted Mark at my school. It turned out that he taught history to sophomores this year. Since my classes were on the other side of the campus, we didn't see each other much. It would be about a month before we had a chance to speak to each other in private. He said that his wife never suspected a thing and he'd like to have another go at it sometime. I told him I'd think about it.