It can be a bit rough being a single father and I appreciate the times when I can take a night off and go to the pub with a few friends. I don't get many of them. Fortunately I have access to a decent babysitter.
Marlene is nineteen, very attractive and owns her own car. That is a definite plus as it means I don't have to worry about taking her home after being at the pub all evening.
One Friday I'd been out, come home happy, saw Marlene off and went to bed content. The next morning I'd dropped the kids at various appointments they'd set up and came home and decided to hop on the internet for an hour or so before I went racing around picking up children again.
Now there was one site I was interested in, but I couldn't remember its name and I hadn't bookmarked the damn thing. No problems. I just called up my history as I knew when I'd last visited the site. Found it without any problems and jumped over to it and did the stuff I wanted to do.
However, while glancing through the history I noticed that the previous evening I'd been spending some time on Imgur, and I was damned if I could remember doing that. I'm sure I wasn't that tipsy when I got home.
Going back to the history, I clicked on the last visit to Imgur to see what was doing.
What was there was a very nice GIF file of a naked young woman swivelling her hips. Superb figure, blonde hair, nicely shaped boobs, clean shaven in interesting places and masked so you couldn't identify her. I looked quickly through the album. There were half a dozen more photos of the young lady, displaying all her charms, although all the other pictures were just JPG files.
Now there was no way that I would have forgotten looking at pictures like that, so that left either the kids, who were too young to worry about that sort of thing, or Marlene, who I would have thought was too straight laced.
Marlene had always seemed to project the image of a prim and proper young woman who wouldn't recognise a sexual advance if it bit her on the bottom. If these were the sort of pictures that she liked looking at then maybe I was mistaken. It could be she was a lesbian. Not that that worried me. She was showing really good taste in the pictures she looked at and I assumed that she wouldn't let the kids see them.
Now I am a healthy male with all the male appreciation for a nice female figure, especially a naked female figure. That's the only reason I can give for not immediately noticing something that was really incidental to the focal point of the pictures.
I'd turned back to the first picture, the gyrating nude, enjoying the superb hip swivelling action when I spotted an odd little detail. When the dancer's hips moved to the left they revealed a little table against the wall. Just like the one against the wall behind me.
Just like that everything clicked into focus. Ignoring the dancer, I was looking at my own office on the screen. Flicking back through the other photos demonstrated the same thing. Marlene hadn't been looking at these photos. She'd been taking them and posting them.
If she'd had a friend come by to do that sort of photography in my house I was going to kill her. Probably by fucking her to death, I thought, looking at her dancing.
I examined a couple of the photos and worked out where the camera had to be. Marlene must have been using my own webcam for the photos, but she used it a damn sight better than I ever did. I could never get such clear crisp shots out of it.
A quick check of my PC showed that the originals were no longer on it, not even in the Recycle Bin. Have you ever come across that nifty little program called Recuva? It will bring back all sorts of things that you thought gone forever. I ran it, looking for JPG and GIF files on my C drive and a whole bunch of old photos popped up.
I scrubbed all the old junky ones and had Recuva dump the remainder in a directory titled Marlene. From the look of it, Marlene had been taking time for some photo sessions a number of times while babysitting for me.
I then rang Marlene and asked if she could babysit for me that night. She apparently had nothing on and agreed quite happily.
That night I admitted her, tucked the kids into bed and said goodnight to them and then went down to the pub for an hour or so. I wasn't drinking, just passing some time so that the kids would fall asleep and Marlene would feel the time was right to hop onto the computer.
The new Marlene directory was right in the middle of the screen, standing out all by itself. There was no way she could miss it. And she wouldn't be human if she didn't open it to see why there was a folder with her name on it.
About ten I headed on home. As soon as I came through the door Marlene was there, red of face and indicating that it was time for her to go. I shook my head.
"There's something I'd like to discuss with you first," I told her.
Marlene reluctantly followed me into my office, her eyes darting over to the computer as we entered. I glanced at it as well, noting that the Marlene folder was now gone.
"I assume you deleted the folder and emptied the Recycle Bin?" I asked.
Marlene nodded, looking defiant.
"And did you think to defrag the disk to reduce the likelihood of the photos being recovered?" I asked. "You didn't after previous sessions. That's how I was able to recover all those photos."
Her shoulders sagged slightly, answering that one.
"Marlene, you will find that a lot of the photos that you posted on Imgur have been reposted, saved and reposted yet again. They'll turn up on a dozen different sites.
May I say in passing, you have a superb body and show quite a talent for photography. I assume you used Photoshop for the dancing GIF?"
At her nod, I nodded as well.
"Thought so. You're really quite talented with computers. But didn't you realise that sooner or later you'd get caught?"
"I'm wearing the mask at all times," Marlene protested. "No-one can tell it's me."
"I could," I pointed out, "and any boyfriends who've seen you naked might make a good guess if they come across them. As a matter of curiosity, have you ever considered doing porn? With a body like that you'd make a mint."
She blushed bright red at that one. Her answer was a bit incoherent but I gathered death before dishonour would be the order of the day.
"If I'd stumbled across those photos and just happened to recognise you, I'll admit I would probably have made a serious pass at you to try to coax you into bed with me. Finding them on my PC and knowing what you've been doing here is another matter."
I smiled and waited, knowing she'd have to ask.
"Um, what do you mean?"
"I mean that you may feel free to take your clothes off now while I watch. When you're naked, I'm going to take you to bed and ravish you until you can't stand. And then I'll probably ravish you some more."
Marlene swallowed. "And if I don't?" she asked in a very small voice.
"Then I will be seriously disappointed," I said calmly.
She blinked at that. "And?" she asked cautiously.
"I will warn you that I'm going to make a serious effort to seduce you," I told her. "I've been wanting to drag you into bed from the moment I first saw you but thought it smarter to have a good babysitter on tap. Now that I've seen you naked I've decided that I'd much rather have you in my bed than have you as a babysitter.
