The doorbell was loud even from the outside of the door. I waited at the door, in a black halter top and pink leather skirt. My shoulder length light brown and blond highlighted hair was pulled back and I held my psychology book in her arms. The door opened and behind the screen I saw him. Mr. Jacobs, or Rick. He smiled at me and opened the screen door for me to come in. I smiled back, my best smile, I felt his eyes roam my little body and the hot number I put on for him, and I'd be lying if it didn't turn me on.
"Hi Carrie, thanks for coming on such short notice!" Rick said.
"I smiled again. "Oh no problem." I said. In fact, I almost shouted for joy when he had called earlier and told me he needed a sitter for little Michael right away because his wife was out on a business trip, and he was just called in on an emergency to work. I knew this was my big shot.
Rick was about 24 and hot as hell. He had slick short black hair that was always slicked back, and beautiful young looking face. At 6 foot 1 I could tell by looking at him even with his clothes on that he had a great body. He was a regular hottie. I've always loved baby-sitting for The Jacobs just to get a chance to see Rick. He was the focus of all my masturbation at him, I even named my dildo after him.
I've had my share of boyfriends, and I don't have problem getting guys. I have a small frame and I'm short at about 5' 3". I have nice round breasts, not too big, but effective. For an 18 year old, I didn't look at day over 15 or 16 and I think that really turned on older guys, at least I hope it did for Rick. As we moved into the living room he was rattling off instructions as I nodded blankly too busy admiring him to pay attention. He finished up.
"My numbers on the fridge as always, and Michael's already in his crib, he shouldn't give you any trouble." He completed the instructions. "We'll I've got to r-"
The phone rang and Rick stopped.
"Oh, I better get that and then I have to run!"
I smiled and he turned and went out of the living room to the kitchen. I sat down on the couch and pretended to be watching the TV, but really I was listening as he answered the phone in the kitchen.
"Hello?"
"Honey! Are you going to be home tomorrow?"
"Another Night!?"
"I know, I know, I'm not angry! I want you to pursue your career, But, ever since we've had the baby, and with the job we've never had any time to have."
"Okay, okay sorry, I have to run anyway, hope your having fun."
"I love you two, bye."
Then Rick hung up the phone and started back down the hall to the living room. I pretended to be watching the TV. He walked passed to the door. Said good-bye, and left. As soon as he was gone I decided to relieve myself, I was thinking about him too much and I could feel my panties wetting.
I got up and went to Rick and his wife's room, I creaked the door open, Michael was across the hall, as I went inside I looked around quickly. On the dresser in a frame next to a picture of Mrs. Jacobs, was a close up of Rick, on the beach, probably on their honey moon in his swimming trunks. I almost died when I saw his tan bare chest. I set the picture on the his king sized water bed and pulled off my pink panties.
I sat on their bed took the picture in my left hand staring at it, I let my index finger up my skirt. My pussy was already very wet, I touched my clit once and shuttered. Then, with my entire hand I began rubbing up and down my shaven pussy slit. I moan out loud, and didn't even care if I woke up the baby.
"FUCK ME MR. JACOBS!" I said aloud, pretending it was his hand rubbing my cunt up and down. Then I slipped a finger in, and two, and as I looked at Rick's picture I began finger fucking my little pussy slit. I moaned as my finger went in and out with a wet swishing sound as I went faster and faster.
"YEAH MR. JACOBS FUCK ME!" I shouted and my finger was going at a blinding speed. I convulsed as I began to cum! I kept on pumping my fingers in and out even as intense waves of orgasmic pleasure swept over my body! Pussy juices squirted out all over the bed spread as my orgasm subsided and I looked at the mess I had just made. I took one last look at the picture of Rick and put it back on his dresser. Then I heard the wale of the baby crying. I sighed.
Two hours later, I had gotten the baby back to sleep, and cleaned up the mess on the bed. I sat reading my psychology book as I heard a car door shut. Mr. Jacobs was home. I hid my excitement as I pretended to just keep reading. The door opened and I heard a squish as Rick came in. I didn't even realize, but it was raining pretty hard outside. I looked at Rick as he came in, he was soaked.
"Your all wet!" I exclaimed. He smiled, even though he didn't seem very happy.
"Yeah, I am. Hang on I got to get changed and then I can pay you." He stated as he headed off towards his room.
I twitched with excitement! He was changing in his room. Outside, the rain picked up. I waited a few more moments, and then got up from the couch. I went to the room. the door was cracked slightly, I pushed it open. I almost fainted, he was standing in boxer shorts looking in the mirror on the other side of the room. He saw me in the mirror and spun around.