Well, Robbi Jo went off to college. It was time to find a new sitter for the kids. I searched around town, interviewing several applicants, when Brandi came to my door one day for a scheduled interview. Her voice sounded good on the phone, but one can never tell by voice. While I did have visions of what Brandi might look like prior to the interview, I had NO IDEA she would look like she did!
I was wearing summer shorts and a large t-shirt. When I opened the door, Brandi was wearing a dark summer dress that fit her tight, petite, black body perfectly. I always had a passion for petite red-heads (Robbi), but I have an
infatuation
for petite black women more so. Brandi was no more than 5'4 and 105 pounds with a perfect "C" cup. YES!
We introduced ourselves and Brandi came through the front door. As she walked past me, I saw her toned body, eye-catching breasts, and perfect round ass outlined by her summer dress. My summer shorts began to get tight as I hardened up immediately.
She turned around as I closed the door and we began to discuss the basics of the position for which she was applying. Brandi was not from an agency (babysitting). She was an independent who applied on her own through separate advertising. Her questions to me were very similar to an agency's candidate as she obviously had done her homework on what to ask. As we talked, we began to feel comfortable with each other.
I invited her to my living room where we both sat down on my comfy sectional sofa. She even commented how comfortable it was and how the entire home was comfortable with her. We began small talk at first, and as we talked, I could see she was getting more and more comfortable with me. She asked if the kids were here and I told her that if she made it to the next round of interviewing, she would meet the kids. She then sat back deeper into the sofa and hiked her summer dress to her toned black thighs. She noticed that I noticed that, and we shared a smile. However, she did not reposition her dress at all.
I asked Brandi if she would like something to drink (water, juice, soda).
She replied, "Sure. Do you have any wine?"
I recollected her profile/resume which suggested she might be under age, but I didn't question her.
I responded, "I have Cab, you ok with that?"
"Absolutely! Cab is my favorite."
I poured us each a glass of Clos Du Bois Cab and we sat, relaxed, and talked for at least an hour or so getting to know each other. During that hour, she finished off two glasses of wine to my one. The more we talked, the closer we got to each other on the sofa. We were laughing and began joking around about people in general (pet peeves, etc) when I noticed she was now starting to flirt with me. I asked her if she wanted more wine. She obliged, but also asked if I was trying to get her drunk.
"Why would I want to get you drunk?" I asked.
Brandi replied, "Because I do things I shouldn't do when I get drunk, that's all."
And that was ALL I needed to know!
Her statement led to a path of extremely sexual connotations and overtones in our conversation from then on. Before she even began to sip from her third glass of wine, she was touching my legs often and as time went on, left her hand on my legs for long periods of time. This girl was definitely getting aroused and I knew it.
