The Babysitter and Her Lingerie

Part 2

The next day was halloween, and it passed rather uneventfully. Well, except for the fact that I could not get Alex's sexy, toned body in that green lingerie out of my head. The thought of my hand on her firm ass and her lips inches from mine flashed in my head over and over again.

No more, I thought. I can not be thinking this way. You've known this girl for two years. She watches your kids every day. This is Alex for God's sake we're talking about..

I resolved myself. The random incident from yesterday was just that, a random incident. Something like that would never happen again, so there's no use wasting time thinking about how she looks. The best thing to do is to forget it happened, and focus on work and the boys.

The rest of the week was extremely busy. Work had picked up even more, so most of my days were spent at the computer or away on client visits. Alex stopped by every morning to stay with the kids, and left in the evenings when I'd return. There was no mention of last week's incident.

Eventually, things started to feel normal again, and I pushed any lustful thoughts about Alex to the back of my mind.

Over the next two weeks at work, I started to get a lot of traction with a major client in the family clothing business. One Thursday night, I got a phone call.

"Hey, is this Chris Davis?" came the voice.

"Indeed it is," I responded.

"Great, Chris. This is John Bakker, calling about our distribution partnership. Just wanted to let you know that we are really liking what we're seeing. Your reputation is great, your referrals have nothing but positive things to say, and we're looking to move forward as partners together."

"That's amazing," I exclaimed, "I'm very happy to hear that."

"Us too. It really helps that you're a family man. Why don't you come by my residence this weekend, and we can ink the deal? Bring your wife please."

My heart dropped. Bring your wife? Shit. I thought, panicking a little.

"Will do Mr. Bakker. See you this weekend." I said, and hung up.

"Damnit!" I said, out loud to no one. It was too late to call back and explain my single parent situation. Why don't people ever think of single parents?

It was too late now. I had already committed, and had to find a solution. Fortunately, I knew just the person. I grabbed my phone to make a call.

"Hey! Katie. This is Chris. Are you busy?"

"Hey Chris! Not at all. What's up?"

Katie was a good friend of mine. At 37, she was already one of the most successful lawyers in our area. And she owed me one.

"Remember all those times I pretended to be your boyfriend at the bar so you'd get left alone. I'm cashing in. I need a favor."

"What is it?"

I quickly described the plan. Katie would act like my wife for the night, long enough to convince Mr. Bakker that I'd be a great partner and family man. Which I would be. Just without a wife.

"I'm IN! That sounds like fun. I'll see you Saturday night."

I let out a quick sigh of relief. Katie would be great. She was a great actor, and would easily be able to play the part of loving wife. I'd seen her give the doe-eyed look to plenty of guys at bars over the years.

I made a quick call to Alex to cover the kids and got to work preparing for the big meeting.

Friday came and went, and it was 5 PM on Saturday before I knew it. Two hours before I had to head over to the Bakker residence. I had dressed up in my finest navy suit, ready to look and act the part.

Alex showed up at 5 PM sharp, prompt as ever.

"Hi Chris!' she said, jumping up and down. My eyes subconsciously fell to her covered chest as her breasts somehow moved the heavy sweater she was wearing.

"Whoa." she paused. "You look amazing."

"Thanks Alex," I felt my face go red. I didn't know how to respond to that. Just then, my cellphone buzzed. It was Katie.

Chris. I'm SO SO Sorry. A family emergency came up. If it wasn't extremely important, I wouldn't be sending this. I'm sorry again. I know how important this is to you. I can't go anymore.

"Fuck!" I shouted, hoping my kids weren't in earshot.

"What happened Chris?" Alex looked concerned.

"I don't even know how to explain," I said, as I briefly caught her up to speed with my now-collapsed plan.

"And she can't go anymore? And you have no one?" she asked.

"Yes." I sighed.

Alex paused for a moment, looking thoughtful.

"I'll do it," she said.

"What?!" I exclaimed. "You're 23, they would never buy it. And someone needs to watch the boys. You're not ready, you have a sweater on!"

"I can do it. I look mature for my age. I'll call my sister, she's not doing anything. I won't need long to get ready, I'll just need your help picking out what to wear. I already have a basic layer of makeup on."

I paused for a second. Could we really pull this off? Did I have any other choice? I'd been working on this deal for months.

"Screw it. Let's try."

Within 15 minutes, Alex had called her sister to come take her place. We quickly hopped into my car and I drove over to Alex's apartment, since she didn't life far. As we walked up the stairs to her place, the adrenaline started to wear off, and I began to realize I was walking into a beautiful 23 year old girl's apartment alone.

Alex opened the door, and I was immediately greeted by a light floral scent. Unsurprisingly, it smelled like Alex. I was surprised at how much I liked it.

"Okay," she said, "We need to be quick. Come help me pick out a dress."

I followed her into her room. Alex went into her walk-in closet, and within a couple seconds I saw the sweater she was wearing tossed out-side. I felt my dick stir a little. The only thing between myself and a beautiful blonde girl was a thin closet wallet. I started to get a little excited, wondering what she would walk out in.

Alex walked out, nervously holding her hands up as she showed off her dress. It was a long, black dress that started at the neck and tightly hugged every inch of her incredible form, down to her wrists and legs. It sharply accentuated her round breasts, then jumped back out and clung to her toned ass. Her blonde hair and tanned skin only made the black pop even more.

"Wow," I caught myself saying. "You look unbelievable."

Alex paused, then giggled, and I swear I saw her blush.

"Stop it, Mr. Davis. You're so good at getting into character."

My dick swelled even more when she called me Mr. Davis. Dare I push my luck a little?

"It looks amazing," I started. "But I'm worried it will be a bit too warm. The Bakkers have a very well insulated backyard, so it may look slightly out of place."

"Oh," she said. "That wouldn't be good. Hmm. Let me see what else I have." she spun around, walking back into the closet. My eyes stayed glued to her ass, watching it bounce ever so slightly with each step she took.

This time, Alex took a little bit longer, and I could tell she was having some more trouble.

"Okay, Chris. I'm coming out! This is the only one I have that might be good for warmer settings. Let me know if it's too much!"

As Alex turned the corner, I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped to the ground. She was wearing a tight, short black dress that exposed her long, tanned legs and propped up her tits in such a way that your eyes were immediately drawn to it. The dress perfectly catered to her stacked hourglass figure and left very little to the imagination.

"But, wait" she said, and walked over to me. "I still need help."

Alex turned around, giving me a full view of her backside. The top was an open back, looping down in a semi circle until it reached a zipper above her ass, where I could tell each fiber of her dress was fighting to contain.

"I can't get it," she whined, "and I tried everything. Can you help?"

"Of course," I said, standing up. Thoughts of Alex in her slutty green lingerie flooded in to my mind. I couldn't help but wonder what color her panties wore. I knew from the strap at the back that she was wearing a sheer black bra.

I placed one hand on her side, and the other on her zipper, and gently tried to pull the back of a dress to a close. It didn't budge.

"Hmm. I think I need to loosen it first," I said, and she nodded. I took my opportunity, and gently unzipped a few inches of the back of her dress. I was rewarded with the sight of her beautiful skin, and I unzipped it just enough so that I could see the top of her panties. She was wearing a cotton, lacy black thong.

"Okay, lets zip it," I said, and gave another tug at the zipper. It remained firm in place. "I think it's stuck at the bottom."

"Can you pull harder? I don't want us to be late."

I nodded, then placed one hand firmly on the bottom of her ass, which was barely contained by the bottom of her dress. I let my fingers slip a little so that they were making slight contact with her bare skin. I pulled again on the zipper, using her ass for a bit of leverage. Still, the zipper refused to move.

"Shit," she said. "Are you sure you're pulling hard enough?" she asked.

"I might not be, let me try again." I said.

I drank in the site before me. Alex was standing before me in a slutty, tight black dress that barely covered her ass and tits. She looked so incredibly sexy. I could no longer hold back my horny thoughts.

I guided Alex over one step, instructing her to lean forward into her bed frame. I then pulled back her waist, so that she was bent over with her ass sticking out. I could fully see her incredible ass and slutty thong as her dress failed to cover her underbutt. I placed one hand on her hip, being bold with my fingers and letting them rest close to the top of her pussy. I placed another on the zipper, and pulled her body onto mine as I pretended to pull. Instead of pulling on the zipper, I pulled on her hips, driving her exposed thong into contact with my clothed cock.

"Chris, wait. Is this working?" Alex said, flustered.

I milked the moment, fully thrusting my clothed cock into her ass as I feigned struggle with the zipper. Finally, I pulled the zipper together and closed the dress with ease.

"There!" I said. "I got it! It was really stuck."

"Oh!" she responded, flustered. "Thank goodness. Okay. We should go!"

I nodded, and we headed out of the room. My eyes stayed glued to Alex's perfect ass as it jiggled, exposing the bottom of her ass with each step. I had thoughts of bending her over then and there and filling every hole she had with my fully erect cock.

The car ride over to the Bakker residence was not particularly eventful, as we discussed strategy and how to respond to particular questions that they might ask. It didn't look like Alex was bothered at all by the sequence of events that had transpired, though I struggled to get those heavenly moments out of my head.

Soon we arrived at a beautiful suburban home in a quiet, but extremely rich looking neighborhood. Mr. Bakker greeted us warmly, and introduced his wife.

"Chris! And you must be Chris' wife. This is my lovely wife Ally."

Ally was a beautiful brunette wearing a striking navy dress. She looked no older than 35 and her looks were accentuated by a fashionable piece that left little to the imagination when it came to her tits.

"Mr. Bakker! Your home is beautiful, thank you for having us. This is my wife Alex," I said, and gave her a side hug. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ally".

"Please. None of that Mr. Bakker nonsense. Call me John. Please come in."

The next two hours went off without a hitch. John and Ally were a fun, curious couple to converse with and Alex slid in naturally as the role of my wife. She gushed on and on about my twin boys, which was no surprise given how much time she had spent with them. Throughout the dinner, I caught my gaze occasionally wandering between Alex's perfect tits and Ally's well-endowed breasts. Especially as the wine bottles started to get empty.

By the end of the night, the four of us had a drunken buzz and the conversation had taken a far more casual turn.

"Tonight is such a pretty night, isn't it?" Ally remarked. "Maybe we should swim?"

"Oh you know I would love to," Alex responded, "but I don't have anything to swim in!"

"Hmm." Ally smiled slyly. "Come with me." The two girls got up and disappeared into another room, leaving me alone with John.

"I have to say," John started. "I'm quite impressed with everything. Alex is quite the girl. This confirms the gut instinct I had, Chris. My company would be happy to do business with yours. Consider the contract signed."

I smiled, and a wave of relief washed over me. I would have to thank Alex endlessly for this.

After a few minutes of casual conversation, John and I were interrupted by the sound of the living room door opening.

"Okay boys," came Ally's voice. "Close your eyes."

John and I shot each other confused glances, but knew better than to complain. We closed our eyes. I could hear the sound of two footsteps approaching me. They stopped a foot or two from my seat.

"I don't know about this... Ally," came Alex's shy voice.

"Oh come on. You guys are married. It would be weirder to not do it."

I felt a soft pair of hands land on my shoulders. Were these Alex's hands? I felt them caress down my shoulders and reach for the top of my shirt. I kept my eyes closed, but the thought of Alex's hands on my chest excited me. I felt her open one button, then two. Soon, my buttoned up shirt was fully open, and she pulled the sides off.

I sat there, eyes closed, thanking God I'd been hitting the gym and staying slim.

"Wow..." I heard Alex murmur. I felt my dick swell for the third time this night.

"Open up boys," came Ally's sultry voice.

I opened my eyes, and was shockingly greeted with the sight of tanned, white asscheeks a foot from my face. They were contained, barely, by a hot pink thong bikini bottom. The slutty bikini did all it could to cover Alex's asshole. My eyes drifted upwards, and I was glad to see the top was just as slutty. From the back, it was a thin, ringed bikini that was clearly being pushed to it's limit. Alex's blonde hair draped over the back bra strap.

I looked in front of me, and saw that Ally was dressed in a stunning black one piece. Her tits bulged at the seams, and I could clearly see her nipples through the sheer fabric. John was completely enamored by his wife, his hands full of Ally's ass.

"Why don't... why don't we go for a swim?" John croaked. "You two can enjoy some quality time together." John and Ally got up together and headed out the back door. As they left, I watched Ally's ass bounce. Left. Then right. Left. Then right. She gave me a wink as she disappeared into the backyard.

I returned my attention forward, to Alex who had now turned around. Less than two foot from me was the sexiest camel toe I have ever seen. It sucked in the center of her pink bikini. I looked up, and my gaze met Alex's.

"I'm so sorry, Chris," Alex started. "Ally made me put it on. I didn't know what to do. I don't want you to lose the deal. This isn't right."

"It's okay, Ally," I said. "This isn't weird. We just need to act like a happily married couple would."

"Okay," she said, nervously. "What next?"

"This," I said, and stood up. "Incase they come back in, we have to act in love." I towered over all, my erect cock causing a tent in my trousers. For the first time, Ally noticed, and gasped.

"Oh my God! Chris! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause that. We should be careful, I have a boyfriend, I wouldn't want to --"

I grabbed Ally's ass, bringing her hips into mine. My cock pushed into her pussy through the fabric of our clothes. She gasped, and I used seized the moment. I tilted my head into hers, drawing her in for a deep kiss. I felt her body resist, for a moment, but then she relented, her tongue giving way to mine. I kissed her deeply and passionately, pushing her blonde strands of hair out of the way.

As we kissed, I dropped my pants, letting my hardened cock free for the first time. Ally's pussy reached as it thrust against her barely clothed skin, and I felt her mound get increasingly wet. She was enjoying this.

For a moment, we continued like this, my tongue deeply intertwined with hers, my naked cock pressing against her blonde pussy.

Then the moment broke, as I pushed her head down so that she was level with my large cock. She stared hungrily at my penis.

"This isn't cheating," she murmured, "I have to do this for work."

I nodded, then thrust her open mouth onto my cock. Sensations of pleasure reverberated throughout my body. I had the sexiest 23 year old, in a slutty, pink, thong bikini engorged on my dick.

I grabbed her hair and shoved it further onto my cock, enjoying more pleasure as her lips ran deeper and deeper. She gagged for a moment, but we didn't stop, my cock ramming her mouth as if I had her naked and bent over. Thoughts ran through my mind. I so badly wanted to lay her down and rip off her bikini bottom. I wanted to taste her pussy, and tonguefuck her slutty body until she screamed.

The thoughts of what I could do to her made me hornier, and I realized I was close to climaxing.

"I'm going to cum," I told her, expecting her to pull off.

Instead, she sucked faster, her tongue rapidly pressing up and down the shaft of my dick. I could no longer hold back, and I fell back in pleasure as white, hot, cum burst from my dick deep into Alex's mouth. I came for what felt like minutes, enjoying every second of the scene in front of me.

When I finally finished, I locked eyes with Alex. Her shy expression was replaced with that of an experienced slut hungry for cock. Her mouth was full of my cum, to the point where it was dripping out. I looked around for a napkin, or something I could get her to spit in.

We made eye contact yet again. She stared at me with her sexy, hazel eyes. Then she swallowed.

I looked at the ground beneath where she was kneeling, and saw that there was a spot that had darkened with moisture. Her once dry bikini was nearly soaked, and the thought of her getting hornier and hornier as she gorged on my dick did wonders for me.

Just then, we heard the sound of approaching voices. Alex quickly stood up, sat next to me, and leaned her head on to my shoulder to give the appearance of a loving couple.

All I could think about was how deeply I wanted to rail her pussy next time.