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From: Jim Taser <astronomer452003@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Babysitter (new story)
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Date: Tue, 25 May 2004 04:11:18 -0400
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The Babysitter (Mf, true, reluc)

   by Astronomer45

   This happened a few years ago and I still remember it fondly.  My son
and daughter-in-law had just had their first baby, a son, making me a
grandfather.  As a proud grandfather, I would often drop by just to see my
new grandson.  One early evening, I had nothing better to do so I once
again found myself on my son's doorstep.  But this time, answering the
doorbell, was a teen vision of loveliness.  She was cute in that
fresh-look, girl next door style, a blond ponytail, freckles across the
bridge of her upturned nose, breasts about a 32C would be my guess,
somewhat hidden by a bulky sweater.

   "Hi...Can I help you?"

   I recovered enough to stop staring "Ummm, yeah, is my son or
daughter-in-law at home?"

   "Oh, I'm sorry, but they're out tonight.  I'm their new babysitter. 
Sandy." With that she held out her hand.  I slowly shook her hand, taking
the opportunity to look her up and down.  I certainly understood why my son
hired this beguiling nymph.

   "Well, just tell them I dropped by." Perhaps a little too gruff, trying
to cover up my frank assessment of her charms.

   "And you are...?"

   "Frank...Jimmy's grandfather."

   "Ok.  I'll let them know." And with that, she shut the door.  Leaving me
standing there like a stone statue.

   My son called later that night asking if everything was Ok.  Evidently
Sandy had been true to her word, passing on the fact that "an older
gentleman, claiming to be Jimmy's grandfather" had stopped by earlier.

   "She's really something, son.  Where on earth did you find her?"

   "Actually, that new church that Karen and I joined has a list of
available sitters.  Sandy was the third name we called who happened to be
free tonight."

   "I'm wondering if I could borrow her some night?"

   "Dad, what do you have in mind?  You don't exactly have any kids at home
needing a sitter."

   "Oh well, you know your old Dad.  Just a little light housecleaning. 
Keep Wally company as I run some errands.  Just stuff."

   My son said he'd ask Sandy to call me later in the week.  Damn, I really
wanted Sandy's phone number so I could talk to her directly.  But I didn't
want to push things.

   A few nights later, Sandy did call me.  I explained what I needed and,
being broke like most teenagers, she readily accepted my "job".  Since I
thought Sunday would work out best for my schedule, and hers, she told me
that she'd come over after church services.

   I couldn't wait.  The rest of the week just dragged by.  But finally,
Sunday came.  About noon, my doorbell rang.

   "Hi....Ummm Frank, right?"

   "Very good memory.  Considering our first, short meeting"

   "I'm very sorry about that.  I hope you understand, I'd never met you
before and had no idea who you really were.  I just didn't want to take any
chances."

   "No problem...really.  Let me show you around the house and explain what
I need doing"

   Now, I'm fairly well to do with a nice sized house in an exclusive
neighborhood.  I could tell she was impressed.  Following slightly behind
her, I studied her lithe figure.  She wore a summer chiffon dress that fell
to her knees in graceful pleats.  A pair of slip-on low-heel shoes encased
what looked like two very cute feet.  She moved with grace and beauty.  For
a moment, my cock began to rise so I tried to think of other things. 
Didn't want to scare her.

   "So, Sandy, I'd guess you were a freshman in college.  Right?"

   She laughed and clapped her hands together.  "I think that's a
compliment....No, just a high school sophomore."

   Oops.  Jail bait.  "So...you're what, 16?"

   "Yep..." She glanced at my crestfallen face.  "Is that all right?  I
mean, your son didn't say I had to be any age.  Just that you had some...."

   "No, it's Ok...really.  Just took me by surprise I guess.  You seem a
lot more mature to be only 16.  Mature, graceful, and very lovely."

   Her incredible blue eyes seem to sparkle.  She turned completely to face
me.  Her blond pony tail whipped around.  "Why thank you sir." My cock
started to stiffen again.  I needed to get away from this gorgeous young
lady.  Fast.

   "Well, you pretty much know what needs doing.  I'll be out by the pool
if you have any questions."

   I walked to my bedroom and changed into my swimming trunks and a
pullover shirt.  My half hard cock was even more obvious in the trunks. 
Grabbing a towel from the linen closet, I held it in front of me and
hurried to the back yard.  A few laps in the heated pool did nothing to
alleviate my problem.  I just couldn't get Sandy out of my mind.  I patted
myself down with the towel and entered the kitchen to fix myself a drink.

   Back by the pool, the liquor finally helped relieve some of my
stiffness. Before I knew it, I had dozed off for an hour beneath a
protective table umbrella.

   "Frank?  Frank?" I felt somebody shake my shoulder.  Slowly my eyes
opened.

   "Sorry to wake you.  But I'm done." I should always awaken to such a
beautiful sight.  Sandy stood before me, her chiffon dress flowing around
her knees.  My eyes traveled up her body.  Wow, I thought.

   "Must you leave so soon?  How about a quick swim?"

   She looked at me uncertainly.  "I didn't bring a suit.  But thanks
anyway."

   "No problem.  I'm sure there are some suits in the cabana over there."

   She chewed her lip for a second.  It was a hot and humid day and she
must have been working hard to be done so soon.  The pool looked blue and
inviting.  "Well, Ok, just for a little while..."

   She walked over to the cabana.  My cock started to rise again.  I
grabbed the towel from the cement and covered my mid-section.  Then I
waited.

   A few minutes later, Sandy returned with a swimsuit in her right hand. I
knew the swimsuits for women in the cabana were skimpy, to say the least.
Some might even be called obscene.

   "I'm sorry, Frank.  I can't possibly wear this.  Don't you have anything
else?"

   I coolly looked her up and down.  "I'll give you $500 dollars if you'll
just put on any of the bikinis you found."

   She look shocked.  Then angry.  Then thoughtful.  You could almost see
the wheels turning in her head.  I knew she needed the money.

   "$500?"

   "Yep, $500."

   "And no touching?  No funny stuff."

   "No touching and no funny stuff."

   She thought for a minute.  Then, finally, she slowly nodded her pretty
head.  "Ok.  But don't forget your promise..."

   "Sandy, you forget, I'm a grandfather, you babysit for my grandson."

   She looked at me, studying my face.  I tried to look my most innocent.
Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked slowly to the
cabana.  I couldn't believe my good fortune.  I watched her until she
closed the cabana door.

   I began to worry when she didn't come out.  For a long time.  Half an
hour went by and she was still in that damn cabana.  I was just about to
get up and knock on the door when it slowly began to open.  A few seconds
later, Sandy came out.  Covered by a bath towel.  Damn.

   She walked to the edge of the pool and glanced over at me.  Then she
dropped the towel and quickly dived into the water.  But she wasn't quick
enough to prevent me from sucking in my breath at the luscious sight she
presented before disappearing under water.  Absolutely flawless legs and
arms.  Very feminine but firm and lithe, as only a teen can be.

   I watched her rise smoothly to the surface and begin a few, effortless
laps.  Her well-toned legs propelled her gracefully through the water.  Her
arms coming out of the water to further move her along.  She was grace
incarnate.  I have never been so much in lust in my life.

   Finally, she'd had enough and went to the far end of the pool to get
out. She glanced over at me again then tried to exit the water as quickly
as she had entered it.  Her sweet ass came into view, wet and tightly
encased in the very small bikini bottom.  She grabbed her towel and ran
over to a lounge chair, lying down with the towel covering her mid-section.
She glanced at me again then lay back.

   But it was a hot and humid day.  The towel obviously felt hot and itchy.
Finally, I announced that I'd fix some cool drinks for us both.  Perhaps if
I were gone, she'd feel more comfortable in dropping that damn towel.

   I made a couple of very fruity maitai drinks.  I've discovered that
sweet, fruity drinks tend to conceal the underlying alcohol better.  I made
hers a double but put no alcohol in mine.

   When I returned to the pool area, I found out my little ploy had worked.
She lay on her stomach with the towel on the ground next to her.  I doubt
she realized that half her ass was showing below the bikini bottoms.  Firm,
half globes not completely concealed by the stretched, wet lycra.

   "Your drink Madam" I said in my best Jeeves butler accent.

   "Thanks." She reached up for the drink without even turning her body. 
Oh this would be a challenge.  But well worth the effort.

   I returned to my chair and watched as she too-quickly downed her drink.
Did I mention it was a hot and humid day?

   After a good 20 minutes, her body relaxed, her breathing became regular.
My little darling had dozed off.

   I walked into the house to find some tanning lotion.  Standing next to
her sweet body, I wanted to savor this moment.  Absolutely flawless.  A
teenage wet dream.  Her damp pony tail flowed down her back, slightly to
the right of her spine.  Her ribs showed with each exhale.  Her breasts
flattened beneath her, just a little too large for her bikini top.

   I squirted a goodly amount of lotion into my right hand and knelt beside
my little 'housekeeper'.  Slowly, I rubbed my hands across her pale, smooth
back.

   She stirred and turned her head toward me.  Her back muscles suddenly
tense.  "Whuuhhh...."

   "Shhhh, it's Ok.  Don't want you to burn, do we?"

   My hands kept up a slow, comforting rhythm.  Wax on, wax off came to
mind from an old movie.  I chuckled.

   "But you promised...."

   "I'm not doing anything but protect that pale skin of yours from a very
painful burn.  Now just relax and let me finish."

   Slowly, her back muscles relaxed.  Her head dropped back down.

   After a while, my hands became a little bolder, carrying the lotion to
her sides.  Lightly brushing against the sides of her breasts.

   She tensed again and raised up to look at me.  "I can't let this go on.
I'm going home." Her speech was slightly slurred.

   I looked at her, then made another offer.  "Let me finish and I'll give
you a thousand dollars." My hands continuing to rub the lotion into her
back and shoulders.

   She didn't say anything but after a while, lay back down.  My cock
quickly stiffened until I was uncomfortable in my swim trunks.  My hands
returned to her sides.  Her firm 32C breasts felt so firm.  I wanted more.
I wanted to see all of her.  To touch all of her.  I reached for the string
ties holding her top on.  One quick pull and her bikini top lay on either
side of her, trapped beneath her delightful form.

   She let out a quick gasp but did not move.  Now, both hands caressed her
sides, lingering at the half perceived swells of her enticing breasts.

   Further emboldened, I reached again for the two ties holding her bikini
bottoms together.  Simultaneously, I pulled them both then placed the flap
down between her legs.  I glanced up to see her reaction.  Her fists were
balled up and her eyes squeezed tight.  I needed to calm her down.  My
hands returned to their soothing rhythm.  She began to relax again.  Which
was more than could be said about my cock.

   My hands drifted lower and lower.  Until they were just above the firm
globes of her ass.

   Holding my breath, I put more lotion in my hands then spread my fingers
to cover each delightful globe.  Again, she gasped.  But gave no other
outward sign.

   I was going crazy with lust.  My hands were full with the firm, pliable
globes of the most beautiful teen I've ever seen.  Her naked body laid out
before me.  Her perfect legs slightly spread.  The bottom of her slit
barely visible.  My cock practically screaming for release from it's
prison.

   My hands dipped even lower.  To her obviously moist cleft.  I could
smell her lubrication.  The sweet perfume of an aroused, young teen girl.
My fingers found her engorged clit.  Slowly, carefully I began to trace
circles around this most sensitive part of her anatomy.  Her butt cheeks
clenched.  Then relaxed.  Then clenched again.  She raised her hips to
allow my fingers easier access.  Her legs spread wider.

   Looking over her shoulder, she said "You can touch but that's all... 
please?"

   I said nothing.  What could I say?  I was determined to have this young
lady.  To drive her crazy with pleasure.  Watch her pretty all-American
face when she had an orgasm at my hands.  Feel her pussy stretched around
my cock.  Her body writhing beneath me.

   My fingers continued their magic.  Her body twisting, rising, falling.

   "Ohhhh God" she moaned.

   "It's Ok to feel good.  It's Ok to feel pleasure.  Let yourself go." I
whispered in her ear.  My hand reached beneath her to cup her right breast.
Her nipple was stiff.

   Her body became more frantic.  I knew she was going to cum soon.  But
not yet.  Not yet.

   I took my hands away completely.  She turned to look at me again.  Her
need was evident in her eyes.  Her drenched blond bangs hanging wetly over
her forehead.  Her sweaty body moved closer to me.  "Please, don't stop
now....please...."

   "I want more.  I want all of you" I said as I removed my swim trunks and
peeled my shirt off.

   "No, please...I'm a virgin.  I'm not going to have sex until I'm
married. Please don't"

   A virgin.  I should have guessed.  But a hard cock has no conscience. 
"I'll give you three thousand dollars if you let me make love to you." And
to enhance my offer, my hands touched her clit again, rubbing her in slow
circles.  My thumb penetrated her cunt.  So wet.  My other hand rubbing her
sweet tits.  Feeling her hard nipples.

   "Oh yessss....yessss....yesss..." she whined in her cute, high pitched
voice.

   I turned her over onto her back, finally getting a view of her front. 
Her eyes closed.  Her chest rising and falling rapidly.  Her legs opening
wide of their own accord.  A light cover of blond hair around her pussy. 
My fingers returned to their pleasurable work.

   "Oh Gawd...Don't stop...please don't stop....I'm almost there." She was
panting.

   So was I.  I knelt between her raised knees.  My cock pointing straight
out.  I had to time this just right.  I would enter her as she came. 
Letting the pleasure cancel the pain of her defloration.

   Her hips raised off the chaise lounger.  Her body started to become
rigid.  She gasped once.  Then...

   "Ohhhhhh....Gawdddddddd...." Her mouth hung open, slack.  Her head back.

   Swiftly I entered her.  And almost came at the intensity of feeling her
cuntal walls surround my hard as steel cock.  I barely even paused at her
hymen, tearing it and continuing into her depths.  Her perfect blue eyes
opened wide in shock.  But I could feel her pussy continue to convulse
around my tool.  Pain and pleasure.  You gotta love it.

   I reached between us and found her nub.  Rubbing it to keep her cumming.

   "Please...no more...Oh Gawddd...no more....no more...."

   By this time, I was starting the ages-old in and out movement.  I was
where I wanted to be.  I was finally fucking this gorgeous nymph.  I leaned
down and kissed her.  My mouth silencing her protests.  My cock slippery
with her juices.  Easily sliding deeply inside her.

   She grunted each time I bottomed out but she continued to look at me. 
Looking into my eyes.  How can I describe the pleasure?  The absolute power
of seducing this good girl.  Making her my slut.  Filling her with my seed,
soon...so soon.

   "Don't cum .....in me....please...."

   Why is it that women think men have the will power to honor this kind of
request?  Not in this lifetime.  If anything, it caused my cum to boil down
the length of my cock.  I wanted to possess this innocent.  I wanted her to
feel my potent seed splashing against her womb.  I wanted her to know I
could now do anything with her.

   "Take it baby!!!  Take it ALL!!!" My cock exploded as I arched my back
and lunged one last time to be inside her, as deep as I could get.  Spurt
after spurt exploded into her fertile womb.  The pleasure was so intense,
my exploding seed was actually painful as it rushed too fast to enter her.

   "NOOOOO!!!!!" she gasped.

   I felt my spend begin to drip down my balls.  Her pale, smooth thighs
became sticky with our combined juices.  She was full to overflowing.  I
looked down to see a mixture of white and pink where our bodies were joined
at the hips.

   When finished, I kept my cock inside her.  Soft tears glistened in the
corners of her eyes, slowly making trails down her cheeks.  I leaned down
and gently kissed her.  Amazingly, her mouth opened to welcome my tongue.
Our tongues gently fenced.  Her legs wrapped around my ass.

   My conquest was complete.  Sandy was mine.











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