Recall Ch 01: Robbi Jo became a live-in nanny with my two kids and me. Robbi, then 21, was no more than 95 pounds soaking wet, all of 5'0", medium-length auburn-colored hair, fair complexion (although she tanned very well), small-breasted, perfectly-shaped ass and legs (former gymnast), and knew exactly what to say and how to say it.
Robbi & I had our first encounter when she was ill one afternoon which led down the path of me giving her a massage, which then led to the most incredible sex I ever had as a 40-something single dad.
Our next encounter was just a few days later when the kids were at their mom's house for a couple days. Daylight savings had just started, so it was getting darker later now. I came home from work and decided to fire up the grill out back and throw a couple steaks on for Robbi and me. After lighting the grill, I heard a strange (yet familiar) sound toward the other end of my backyard. Curiously, I walked toward the sound and realized that it was coming from Robbi's room where she had her sliding window and vertical curtains partially open. Her bedroom had mirrored closet doors lining an entire wall, and I immediately saw Robbi laying on her bed, on her back, completely naked, while working a rather large dildo in and around her beautifully-landscaped "landing-strip" shaved ever-so-perfectly. I immediately took in the scene and couldn't help myself enough to watch the rest of the show.
I did not get too close to the window as I could hear and see everything from where I was standing, and did not want to frighten or disturb her beautiful orchestration of moans, hip-gyrations, and that muffled buzz of a two-pronged dildo eagerly diving in and out of her glistening pink hole while teasing her large, throbbing clitoris at the same time. It was an incredibly hot scene, and I was anxious to see more.
I waited and waited for what seemed like hours for her to cum. I was hard as a rock standing outside her bedroom window thinking to myself, "Should I be watching this, ignoring this, or participating in this?" As I reached inside my pants to grab my own stiff rod, Robbi came multiple times right there in front of me. I came, too! I literally SOAKED my boxer briefs and jeans right then and there.
Then Robbi turned her head and somehow saw me from her closet mirror. She did not flinch. In fact, she acknowledged I was there by asking, "Gary, is that you?"
"Yes, it's me," I responded.
"Did you enjoy watching me?"