Note from Slickman: Making it with the babysitter has been a popular theme in erotic stories. This story takes on a new twist so sit back and enjoy. Copies of this story may not be made for distribution, be publishing or copied to another webpage without explicit permission from the author.
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"Ten dollars an hour..."
...read the advertisement in the neighborhood monthly newsletter for the King Estates. "Babysitter wanted" read the ad heading. The going rate was up to $15 an hour so Becky Jenkins was not sure if she would get any responses. At least twice a week she and her husband had to work late at their real estate business which meant someone had to pick up their son Matt from his elementary school and watch him until about eight or nine o'clock. Becky had almost given up hope when she checked her answering machine on a Thursday evening.
"Hi, my name is Allison and I saw your ad for a babysitter. I'm eighteen years old and have my own car so picking up your child won't be a problem for me since I'm out of school by 2:45PM. If you haven't already found someone then call me at 555-387-0999."
"This is too good to be true," Becky thought as she quickly dialed the phone number. An older woman answered. "Hello."
Becky explained why she was calling and the woman said it was her daughter who was interested in the babysitting job. Becky waited while the woman went to get her daughter.
"Hello," Allison said softly.
"Hi Allison, this is Becky Jenkins." For the next twenty minutes the two of them talked about the specifics of the job and responsibilities. The days were perfect for Allison so they set up a meeting for the following evening.
Allison smiled as she ran into the kitchen to tell her mother the wonderful news. Ever since her father had left the house for a younger woman they had been having a rough time making ends meet. Her car insurance was due and she also needed four new tires for her VW Bug.
Allison called her girlfriend Tina and told her the good news. "I can get more for babysitting on the weekend but during the week will be great since it will give me more time with Jake." Jake is Allison's nineteen year old boyfriend she had been dating for about three months. Their relationship had recently crossed the second base and was almost to third last weekend when Allison pulled his hand from under the front of her jeans. "I'm not ready for that yet," she whispered. She figured she was the last virgin in her high school class except for Tina.
"Are you going to invite Jake over when you baby-sit?" Tina giggled.
"No way," Allison answered. "The number one rule is no boys."
"So that means I can join you some days?"
"Let me get my feet wet first," Allison laughed. "Then I'll see if you can come over. They have a nice pool."
"Well now you have to get me invited."
"We'll see," Allison said before they said their goodbyes and hung up.
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The following day Allison went straight from gym class to the Jenkins home. She was sweaty from running around the long track at the athletic field during her last period but she didn't have time to take a shower or change. Mrs. Jenkins was picking up her son at 3:00PM and said she would meet her at their house.
Allison was sitting on the front porch when the expensive BMW coop pulled into the long driveway. She smiled thinking she could hit them up for more than ten bucks an hour once they realize what a great babysitter she was. She saw the six year-old boy come out of the garage first and run up to her. "Are you Allison?" he asked with a smiling face full of freckles.
"Yes, and you must be Matt," she said looking at his blonde hair and light blue eyes.
"Hi," Becky said as she moved up behind her son. "I see you met Matt."
Both females quickly checked out each other. They were basically the same size which was about a size 6 dress but Becky's breasts were definitely a lot larger than Allison's. Allison's dark brown short hair was completely opposite from Becky's long blonde hair. Allison noticed the freckles on Becky's chest above her opened blouse.
"I can see where Matt gets his blonde hair and freckles from," Allison smiled.
Becky glanced down at the girl's very short cotton shorts and her much too tight tee shirt. "They let you wear those clothes to school?" She could see the tiny bumps of Allison's nipples pushing out the thin tee shirt. It didn't look as if she was wearing a bra.
Allison blushed when she looked down at the raisins on top of her small breasts. "I have gym class on Friday afternoons and didn't have time to shower and change.
"No problem," Becky said. She felt the warmth right away between the two of them. "Come in and I'll show you around."
Allison followed the woman in and tried not to show her amazement at the high priced furniture and paintings. "This part of the house is for show. We live back here," Becky said as she led the girl to the large sunroom at the rear of the house. Outside through the large patio door was a huge swimming pool and Jacuzzi combination.
"WOW!" Allison exclaimed when she saw the picture perfect gardens and pool set-up.
"Will you go swimming with me?" Little Matt asked as he grabbed Allison's hand and pulled.
"Matt stop," Becky said. "Allison probably doesn't have enough time today."
"Actually I do but don't you want to ask me some more questions?"
"Nope, I think I've seen enough. Would you like the job?"
Allison froze for a second because she expected a longer interview.
"Please!" Matt begged as he fluttered his blue eyes at her.
"What about Mr. Jenkins?" Allison asked.
"He trusts me to make the decision," Becky smiled. "Besides he will be thrilled to see how cute you are," she thought. "I'll finish showing you around and if you want to go into the pool with Matt you can start today," the woman finished saying.
"OK, but...I....uh....don't have a swim suit with me," Allison said.
"We are pretty much the same size so if you want to wear one of mine no problem."
"I don't think I'll fit into yours," Allison blushed as she peeked downward at Becky's C-cups.
"Just wear the bottoms and a tee shirt," Becky said as she turned without giving Allison an opening to decline.
It took almost 30 minutes for Allison to see the whole house. Matt was in his bedroom putting on his trunks when Becky pulled Allison into the master suite. "Try these on," Becky said as she walked from a huge walk-in closet. In her hand was a very skimpy white thong bottom.
Allison took the bottoms and blushed. "I don't think I should be wearing these."
Becky could see the girl was now somewhat frightened. "Of course, they don't cover much especially in the back." Becky again moved into her closet to search for an older pair of bikini bottoms that were a lot more conservative.
"How about these?"
Allison smiled as she opened them up. "It is just us right?" She wanted to make sure the husband didn't see her in them.
"Yes and Matt is not old enough to understand," Becky laughed. "I have some tee shirts in that dresser over there so take your pick."
Allison stood and watched as Becky grabbed a bikini top and bottom. "Why don't you go into the bathroom to change and I'll change out here?" Becky asked.
"OK," Allison answered. She moved into the massive bathroom and closed the door. She hesitated when she did not find a lock on the door. "I'm being silly," she thought as she quickly pushed down her cotton shorts and panties and hurried to pull up the bikini bottom. She frowned when she noticed quite a few dark curly tendrils escaping out the sides of the bikini bottom. She had put off getting a trim down there because it was costly, embarrassing and she wasn't going to the beach for another month. Her fingers pushed the hairy convicts back into their material cell as best she could. She had forgotten to pick out a tee shirt so she slowly opened the door and peeked out. She stopped when she saw Mrs. Jenkins completely naked and standing facing away from her. She was so beautiful and had an all-over tan. Before she could close the door Becky turned and faced her.
"You forgot your tee shirt," Becky said smiling. She could see the startled girl blushing as her eyes took in her perfect breasts and hard brown nipples. She posed longer for the eyes to move down her flat stomach to the thin and sparse growth of her golden pubic mound resting atop of her moist slit.
Becky walked towards the frozen girl and when Allison reached out to take the shirt Becky pulled it back. "Let me help you."
Allison had been around naked girls in the high school locker room before but this was different. Mrs. Jenkins was an older woman with big boobs. "I can do it." Allison said as she walked backward into the bathroom. Before she could shut the door Becky squeezed in with her.