Scott had completely forgotten about an office function he was obliged to attend on Saturday night and desperately needed a babysitter for his niece & nephew that he was caring for that weekend.
Lucky for him, I lived downstairs and my mother was always offering my services around the building as a babysitter.
I hadnât babysat for many people in the building, usually working for friends of my mom who lived elsewhere, but it seemed like easy work. Put the kids to bed early, watch some movies, raid a fridge... and just generally relax.
Scott was a couple of years older than me, ok⊠more than a couple. I was only 19 and he was 27, but it didnât seem like much of a difference. On more than one occasion I caught him stealing a glance at me, but never once did I think things would progress as quickly as they did between us.
Whenever he saw me in the hallways, he was always very sweet and talkative. Scott was always interested in how college was going, and had even offered to help me on a few occasions.
Anyways, back to tonight.
My plan for a relaxing evening was cut short when I realized the kids were hell on wheels. It took all my energy to finally manage to get these kids into bed and asleep.
When it finally happened at about 10:30pm, I was so tired, that I just didnât think of what I was doing. Scottâs couch isnât comfortable at all; in fact, he could really use a new one, so I crawled into his room and curled up on his bed to sleep for a bit.
I kept the door open, so that I could hear the kids if they woke up. I pulled my jeans off and threw my socks into a pile. I didnât even think of Scott as I did this. I was wearing a long t-shirt and pulled it down over my thighs as I leaned back onto the bed, subconsciously grabbing his pillow, wrapping my arms around it and falling into a deep sleep.
When I awoke almost 2 hours later, Scott was sitting on the edge of the bed. I had no idea how long he had been watching me, but I could see that he hadnât just sat down.
âIâm sorry to have woken you up, I just got homeâ he lied, as I suddenly realized that I was half-dressed and pulled his blankets close over my legs.
âOh, noâ I stammered, âI should be the one apologizing, I shouldnât have gotten so comfortable in your bed, Scott.â I thought about getting up out of his bed, but found myself in a very awkward situation, as I didnât want to be half naked in front of him, but couldnât stay in his bed.
âIf your tired, feel free to stay here in my bedâŠâ he stumbled through the sentence and I could tell he was getting nervous. âI can call your mom and say you fell asleep, and you can leave in the morning.â
It sounded like a great offer. I was already in bed, and staying the night would get rid of the awkwardness of having to get up and get dressed. I could do it in the privacy of his room in the morning before leaving. I nodded in agreement and he left the room to call my mom.
âWell, I think I woke her up, but she was fine with everything,â said Scott as he strolled back into the room and began to undress. âI hope you donât mind if I take off my shirt and gather a few things before I head into the living room to sleep, do you Jenn?â I didnât know what to say at first, but then he slowly revealed his tight stomach muscles and I felt a strange feeling within me.
âNo, not at all. Here would you like your pillow back?â I offered as I stretched my arm and presented it back to him.
âNo thanks, I have a spare in my linen closetâ he stated as he slowly undid his pants, slipping them off onto the floor to reveal his boxer shorts. âSo, are you dating anyone at school?â he questioned.
I sat up straight in bed and nodded my head back and forth. He seemed surprised by my answer and his questioning started to excite me. Scott started asking questions about the guys at school and suggested that maybe they were intimidated by such a beautiful girl, which was why I hadnât been dating. He made me blush and he knew it.He asked if I had been kissed and if I enjoyed it.
âI have been kissed a lotâŠâ I said. âMost guys my age all want a lot more than just kissing.â I pulled his blanket closer to my body, as I noticed I was gradually getting more excited.
âAnd you donât want more?â he questioned.
âWell, I do. Just not from them. I want someone with experience.â I said. âSomeone like you.â
At first I regretted what I had just said. Then I realized how much I wanted him, so my regrets just disappeared, and instead I hoped he wanted me too!
He sat on the edge of the bed, close to me and slowly leaned in. My eyes instinctively closed and I felt his warm lips press against mine. My body seemed to go limp at first as both our mouths impulsively opened to find probing tongues waiting to explore each other.
I sighed gently as I felt Scottâs hand reach around to cup my head and pull me closer to him. He leaned into me, pressing his lips against the side of my neck and taking in my scent. With each move he made, I was getting more aroused. I could easily see the excitement within his shorts and this thrilled me more.