After I split with my drug-addict wife and won custody of my children, life got a little crazy for me. I was just getting started in my investment business and was working twelve-plus hours a day, and now I had two children to care for. So, the only solution I saw was to hire a live-in nanny.
I interviewed over twenty girls before settling on Kaitlyn. Strangely, she was the one that I interviewed first, and she was the daughter of some friends of mine from Seattle. She was eighteen, and taking a year off to earn money before starting college.
The fact that she was also gorgeous didn't hurt! Five-foot six, with black hair and athletic body (captain of her high-school's soccer and softball teams) and the most beautiful, deep blue eyes.
Kaitlyn moved in right before the school year started and my kids loved her immediately. I made a car available to her and she took the kids on outings and to the park. My son started calling her Kay-Kay and the name stuck.
The trouble, if you can call it that, started one night after I came home late. The kids were in bed and Kaitlyn was in the family room, watching TV with a bowl of popcorn. She wore a short nightie and was obviously making herself comfortable. Just before she heard me come in I thought I saw her with her hand down her pants, which she pulled out when she heard me.
"Hi, Joe. Tough day?"
"Not too bad, Kay-Kay. Kids okay?"
"Little angels. Bobby's teacher called to say he ought to skip a grade. Janine got an A in finger-painting."
I laughed. "With a mother like theirs I am truly lucky they aren't axe-murderers already. Can you fix me a sandwich while I change?"
"Sure, Joe."
I went up stairs, put away my work and changed into my eveningwear, in this case a college t-shirt and sweats. I thought about a shower and a quick jerk-off, but decided I was hungrier than I was dirty or horny.
As promised, Kaitlyn had a sandwich and a glass of milk waiting for me. I wolfed them down quickly then we went into the family room and sat down. I offered her a drink, which she took gladly. I poured us each a brandy.
I turned on the TV and was surprised to see the VCR still running. I was greeted with the sight of two people fucking! I guess Kay-Kay had found my stash and was helping herself to it!
Quickly she grabbed the remote and shut the movie off. Her face was red with embarrassment, her eyes looking down at her knees.
"I'm sorry, Joe."
"It's okay. Just make sure the kids don't see any of that."
I switched it back on, and saw that Kaitlyn had good taste in porno. The scene she was watching was a very hot encounter between John Holmes and Amber Lynn in a bathtub.
"Does it make you uncomfortable watching this with me?" I asked.
"No."
We kept watching as Amber started sucking on John's huge pole. Her little hand could barely make it around his meat, but good old Amber sure went to work anyway!
I glanced over at Kaitlyn and, subconsciously, her hand had returned to her crotch. She gently rubbed her pussy through the material of her nightie. I felt my cock stirring in my sweats, and soon it was very apparent I was aroused.
Kaitlyn was stealing glances at my tent pole, each time holding her eyes on it a little longer. Her self-manipulation grew quicker as my cock got harder and bigger.
Then, our eyes met, just about the time John started pounding into little Amber. I took her hand in mine and met no resistance.
"Joe, is your cock as big as John's?"
I laughed. "Sweetie, It's big, but not that big."
"Can I see it?"
"Kaitlyn, I don't know..." I knew very well she was going to do more than see it!
"Joe, I've had a crush on you for a long time. Please?"
"Okay." I pulled my sweats down and fished out my penis. It was fully erect, standing up to all nine inches.
"You like?"
"Yes."
"Would you like to touch it?"
Not needing to be asked twice, she reached out and gripped my manhood in her hands. She got a good grip and started stroking me. I reached out and pulled her closer to me, my arm around her shoulders. She took my balls in her other hand, gently rubbing my orbs. I kissed the top of her head.
"Kay-Kay. Oh, Kay-Kay, that feels great!"
"I'm glad, Joe. Do you want to come?"
Does the pope shit in the woods?
She gripped harder and stroked faster, coaxing the sperm from my balls. I told her to finger my ass while she jacked me off, eliciting a wicked smile. Before long, her fingers found my prostate and I was shooting thick ropes of semen all over my chest. She ran for a towel and cleaned me up.
"Are we going to fuck now, Joe?"