The Babysitter and Her Lingerie

Alex has been a godsend. As a single dad at 42, it has not been easy to manage two twins with endless energy. They're the most important boys in the world to me, but also the most difficult thing in the world to keep up with when you have to spend 10+ hours a day at work.

I first hired Alex to sit for me and the boys two years ago. At the time, she was a 21 year old college student that was only available during the holidays, so I had to rotate between her and other sitters. Recently though, Alex moved back after graduation and has been working small jobs while she saves up to go to graduate school. I jumped on the chance to offer her a more consistent role in the boy's life and to take some of the stress off me.

Today was October 30th, the day before Halloween. She had just finished taking the kids to a school party. The boys had gone as Iron Man and Captain America. She'd dressed up as a very modest Ms. Marvel, her long blonde hair flowing past her shoulders.

"Hi Chris!" she jumped up as I opened the door.

"Hey, Alex. How many times do I need to tell you? It's Mr. Davis to you." I responded.

"Rigggght. Mr Davis," she said, as she threw up a mocking salute. We both laughed.

"The boys were great today. We had so much fun. The class was very impressed with their Avengers get-up. They were running around the entire time screaming that they were saving the world from Ultron. Whoever the hell that is," she laughed.

"You don't know who Ultron is? Have you seen a single movie, ever? In your entire life? I started.

"Not this again. You and your old movies. I told you to pick your favorite and I'll watch it with you! I've been wanting to learn more."

Old? I thought. Is Avengers 2 old? Didn't it just come out? Is that what 23 year olds consider an old movie now? I started to mutter about how Avengers 2 is definitely not old until she jumped in--

"Oh! I forgot. I have to run, I have an event later tonight. Do you mind if I get ready upstairs?"

"Of course, Alex."

"Thanks!" she ran off, heading for an upstairs bathroom. As she left, her floral perfume lingered in the air. It was a light flowery scent. I smiled. Her mild, cute perfume matched her modest, kind demeanor.

My attention flicked back over to the kids, who were fast asleep on the couch. I wandered over to the kitchen, thinking I would make a protein shake before getting some elliptical time in.

Oh, shit, I thought. I need to pay her. Today was Friday, meaning she needed to get her weekly cash paycheck. I quickly jogged upstairs, heading towards the master bedroom while doing some quick mental math. 5 days, six hours per day, plus tip, that means I need to grab roughly $800 doll-

My jaw dropped. Alex, the perfect, modest girl who I'd never seen in anything less than fitted jeans and a cute top was faced away from me wearing the sluttiest green lingerie I have ever seen. My shocked eyes immediately drank in the sight of Alex from top to bottom.

She still had her blonde hair down, but beneath it she was wearing a sheer green bra. In the mirror, I could see as it struggled to cover her perfect pair of tits. Beneath her bra, she was wearing a thin triangular cotton piece that hugged her ass and barely shielded her pussy. Her tanned, incredible ass was on full display.

We had spoken about going to the gym before, but I was in awe and how firmly her ass swallowed up the small lingerie piece that contained it.

I immediately felt a rush of shame as my cock swelled in my pants, pushing firmly against my jean's front layer and causing me to shift around. This was Alex, the adorable girl who had been watching my kids for years and all I could think about was how incredible she looked right now.

I snapped out of it momentarily as alex jiggled in the mirror, bending over to pick up something the ground. As she did, her panties lost the battle with her ass and just for a moment spread apart wide enough so I could catch a glimpse of her shaven pussy. My dick swelled even hearder.

Despite my brain screaming at me that I need to stop looking, my eyes stayed glued to the beautiful girl in front of me as she slid a small white skirt up her toned ass. The length of cloth finally reached her hips and I was shocked to see that the bottom of her ass was still visible. My eyes flicked to the ground and I noticed a tiny red top with a small cross on it. A nurse outfit. I could not believe the same girl who makes english tea and hadn't seen the avengers could dress like this.

Finally, I came to my senses, and realized that I was staring at a 23 year old women that I'd known for two years. I quietly stepped backwards and out of the bedroom into the hallway, where I stood, processing. I was concisely aware of my dick felt as it tried to break out of my trousers and return to the previous scene.

I stood there for one minute, then two, in absolute shock-- until a voice from inside the bedroom brought me back to reality.

"Chriiiis," Alex's voice rang through.

"Coming!" I muttered, as I opened the door and turned into the bedroom.

"Where are you, I can't find th--" Alex's sentence was stopped short as we collided in the bedroom. Her smaller frame was no match for mine as we tumbled backwards, my arms grabbing her waist and pulling her in to brace her fall.

"AGH," I yelled, as a momentary jolt of pain traveled up my back. Involuntarily, I gripped harder with my hands, squeezing tightly.

As I came to, I realized that we had collided as we'd both turned the corner. I'd pulled her into me as we fell, so she was spread perfectly across my body, her lips inches from mine, her hazel eyes wide in shock. She had put on a white dress to cover her outfit, but her breasts still pushed against my chest.

I realized then that one hand was not where I thought it was. My left hand was on her hip, holding the fabric of her dress, but my right hand had somehow slipped through a slit in her dress, and was gripped around her ass, forcing her pelvis forward onto the bulge of my pants.

Immediately, my dick swelled again, pressing against fabric. Though she was clothed there, from my voyeurism moments earlier I knew her beautiful pussy was covered by the sheerest of layers.

In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to fuck her living brains out.

Alex's face quickly turned a bright shade of red.

"I'm so sorry Chris! I mean, Mr. Davis," she said as she jumped up. Her dress slid back into shape. "I didn't know you were upstairs. I just wanted to know if I could use a phone charger."

"Yeah. Of course," I said, still flustered. In the bright lighting, I could see a faint outline of her slutty nurse costume.

"It's by the nightstand. I need to pay you too," I said as I stumbled over and grabbed cash from the corner drawer.

"Thank you!" she said, a little too quickly, as she grabbed her stuff from around the room. My eyes couldn't help but notice how well she filled out even a loose dress.

Over the following few minutes, Alex made a quick exit, wishing me well and making quick plans for what time she would arrive tomorrow. I can barely remember what was said, as even after she left all I could think about was the sight of her blonde body in that green lingerie.