It was almost five when her cell phone started ringing, five o' clock. Time for Law and Order to start... she could ignore the phone, let it go to voicemail... but instead sighing and stabbing at the mute button on the TV controller Jillian answered the call after noticing that it was the house number of the family she often babysat for.
"Hello" she said, fully expecting to hear Mrs. Walker on the other end of the line but instead was surprised to hear Mr. Walkers voice.
"Jillian. I was wondering if you could watch the kids tonight. Amanda's out of town on business and I had something come up rather last minute tonight. Just a business dinner, merely a few short hours and I'll be done. Please tell me you are available." Jason Walker blurted out quickly. Jillian looked forlornly at the TV where Jerry Orbach disguised as Detective Lenny Briscoe was just beginning to solve his latest case and agreed to watch his kids.
When she arrived the Walker household was in chaos. Chairs were overturned, food was strewn about the kitchen on dirty dishes and smeared onto the counters, and the two lovely Walker children were chasing each other around with plastic Star Wars swords. Jason, eager to escape the mess, barely said goodbye as he placed a haphazard kiss on each dirty forehead of his five year old girl and seven year old boy respectively and then headed out the door and backed quickly out of the driveway.
Jillian's night was long from that point. She bathed each child, checked over their homework, fed them a snack, read them books, and lastly tucked them into bed. The youngest one in fact needed tucking in three times as she wouldn't stay put. When all was said and done she finally dropped onto the sofa and sighed with relief at the quiet that fell over the house. Afterawhile she got bored of the quiet and decided to turn on a movie.
Opening the cabinet that held the DVD's she rummaged through them and came across a clear plastic case with what was clearly a porn movie inside. The movie, titled Catherine, had a picture of a girl with pale white painted skin and fire engine red hair on the front. Curious, Jillian put the movie in the DVD player.
It was in the middle of the movie when a voice from the doorway startled her. "I'm ah, Home." Mr. Walker said, clearing his throat loudly over the movie in which the lead actress was moaning loudly.
"Oh God," Jillian shrieked as she scrambled for the remote and turned off the movie.
"What kind of a babysitter watches porn?"
"I'm sorry Jason, I Mean, Mr. Walker... I..." Jillian stammerd, looking for the right words but none came. Her face blushed bright red and her eyes were downcast, too embarrassed to even look at him.
"Well. The way I see it, only dirty little sluts like to watch porn at somebody elses house. Are you a dirty little slut Jillian?" She didn't answer. Jason walked closer to her, finally coming within only steps of her he reached out his hand and touched her chin. Pushing her head up he forced her to look at him. "I'll ask again. Are you a dirty little slut?" Jillian answered with a quick nod of her head.
"Very well then, slut, it is good that you can own up to what you really are. However, I cannot let this go unpunished.
"Please don't fire me Mr. Walker I really need this job... I'm sorry I watched the movie I was just curious."
"Well. Jillian. I'll tell you what. If you take your punishment like a good little slut then I won't fire you. Now I want you to get up off your ass and come into the dining room with me." He said, and then left the room fully intending for her to follow him.
Nervous, curious, and incredibly turned on at being called a slut Jillian followed him into the dining room. "Unzip your jeans, drop them, and bend over the table for me slut." Mr. Walker said crossing his arms and waiting. Jillian did as she was told. Quickly unzipping and pushing her jeans down her legs she then bent over the shiny wood dining table so that her ass, clad only in a thin sheer pair of pink panties, was sticking out.