I Was Their Babysitter Pt 04

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inspired

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Author's Note:

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this

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Recap:

I had opted to walk home to take in the fresh air, not to mention to relive in my mind the amazing night I'd just had with my new lovers. How crazy was it that I was now sexually active, enjoying both a handsome (not to mention very experienced) man and a woman who taught me the unexpected pleasures of lesbian sex? And now I was their girlfriend, and in a couple days, I was going to be part of a group sex experience? I smiled as I put on my sunglasses, walked down their driveway, and headed to the left to make my way home.

I Was Their Babysitter - pt. 4

I had a few struggles over the next few days leading up to the New Year's Eve party I was going to be attending at Mark and Connie's house. One, work got grueling since it was the end of the year (literally), and a lot of deadlines needed to be met. I was very good at my job, but as it was a shared workload between many of us, the fact that I was the last to deal with such work fell on me to make sure it was all perfect before it was submitted as finalized. Two, I had experienced hot sex a few times in a short time span, and my hormones seemed to think that I needed it as often as possible. It didn't matter what I was doing. I was often horny and needy and tingly wherever I was.

I got home from work feeling drained, only to receive a text from Mark or Connie reminding me about what they hoped to do with me at the party. My whole lower region was on fire when I was

at

home, so by the time I went to bed, the need to touch myself for release was inevitable. I'd get up the next morning and experience the same problem of hard work, tiring drive home, sexy teasing text(s) once I

was

home, and hardcore fantasies with massive touching once I was in bed.

On the 30

th

, I received a text from Lana telling me she'd had another brilliant go at it with Rob, and she couldn't wait to share all the details. She then asked if I'd ever thought about being with a girl. I quickly wrote back that I was glad for her that Rob was giving her the pleasure she desired, and yes, I've done a lot of thinking about a lot of things seeing as my experience level was very limited. She wrote back a hearty "LOL" and didn't write back again. Boy! Wouldn't my new situation blow her mind?

When we clocked out at 5pm on the 31st, I nearly sprinted to my car after wishing all my coworkers a happy new year and safe celebrations that night. I laughed at the thought knowing they sure didn't know what I was going to be doing! I drove home excited that I was less than two hours from a magical evening I was surely never going to forget.

I placed a few spare pairs of lingerie pieces in my bag to take over to the Dartmouth residence. I hinted to my mom that they might be out later than normal. "Do you have any issue with me spending the night? You know how late they can be, and it's New Year's Eve, so..."

"We have no plans," Mom confirmed. "Go have a good time." She'd been working on something the boys had messed up. She then looked at me and frowned. "You don't drink their alcohol over there, do you? First, that's stealing. And second, you're not of age, especially when you are expected to be watching the kids, even after they're asleep."

"No, Mom," I assured her. "I wouldn't steal from them, and I wouldn't know how or what to make if I even had permission

to

drink there. I care about those kids too much to jeopardize that. You know that."

"Yes, I know," she answered and waved off my answer. "I know you're a good girl. But I wouldn't be your mom if I didn't..."

"... make sure to remind me. I know, I know," I mocked and rolled my eyes.

"Roll your eyes all you want, missy," she accused. "One day, you're going to have a daughter..." she trailed off as she headed to the back of the house.

"When I have a daughter, I'm going to raise her to be able to ask questions and talk to me and not assume she's up to no good all the time," I mumbled under my breath. I shook my head and thought about the $15,000 savings account I had in the bank and how, after the first of the year, I planned to see about getting my own place. I knew having a roommate would be the wisest venture, but I was open-minded. Plus, if I had my own place, Mark and Connie could be regular visitors...

I suddenly looked at the clock and smacked my head. What was I waiting for? I mean, I wasn't late. I was never late, but I had no reason to stay away. New Year's Eve party, here I come! (Hopefully, a lot!)

"Stephanie!" Tom greeted me as he got out of his car with his wife LeAnn. Tom was Mark's best friend and a regular at the family parties they held and boat trips we took during the summers. "Well, how's it going?"

"I'm good," I answered and nodded at LeAnn. "Wow, Lee, you look beautiful!" I walked over to give her a quick hug, and then did the same with Tom. We walked to the front door together.

"Well, hello, everyone!" Connie greeted us when she opened the door. I walked inside and let Mark help me out of my coat. His lips on the nape of my neck caught me off guard, but then I caught Tom kissing Connie, and then LeAnn kissed Connie, and I realized Mark's little kiss wasn't really a thing. I was about to head into the kitchen area when I was stopped by Connie who was escorting Tom over to me.

"Tom, LeAnn, we'd like you to know that Steph is our girlfriend now. Steph, Tom and LeAnn are our regular partners. You're free to engage with them as often as you'd like, and of course, only

if

you want. Both are excellent lovers."

"I have heard that you're quite a catch," Tom shared and reached out to take my hand. He kissed the top of it and then leaned in to kiss my cheek. "I'm looking forward to getting to know this firsthand."

"Me too," LeAnn offered and brought me into a hug. I felt her lips at my ear. "I hear your body's to die for," she whispered and licked my lobe. "I can't wait to see what Connie's been bragging about all week long."

"Drinks are this way," Mark announced and waved us on to follow him.

"So, anyone else joining the festivities this evening?" I asked Connie as she wrapped her arm around my back.

"Nope," she assured me. "We generally go to their place since they don't have any kids, but this opportunity came up for us to finally host, and with you, it's quite the added bonus. We rarely engage with other couples, but there are occasions where another set of couples are in attendance."

I caught sight of LeAnn quickly hanging up her phone and putting it back in her pocket as she waved Connie over. Connie gave me a little squeeze and left me at the bar where I was given a drink by Mark.

"Try it," he encouraged. "It's called a mudslide. I know you love your chocolate." I took a sip and widened my eyes at the taste. "Yep, three for three. I'm good."

"And you have three women in this room who you claim can vouch for that," Tom agreed and motioned at me. "Really? That good?"

"Definitely no complaints," I answered and continued sipping my drink. "But then again, I've had no one else to compare him to."

Tom's outburst of laughter made me think twice about what I'd just admitted, but the smile on Mark's face eased my concern. Tom patted Mark on the back as he headed for the food which had been spread out on the kitchen table. Just as I was about to follow him, the ladies came walking over.

"Mark, LeAnn just got a call from Laura. She and Rob had plans with their girlfriend, but the other couple's kid got sick, and they've opted to cancel and stay home, understandably. LeAnn asked me if we might want to entertain them tonight as well. The thing is, though, their girlfriend had invited her friend who was supposed to be spending her evening with them as well. Would it be too weird to have them come over? They said they'd totally understand, especially with our own situation." The questionable look of concern had me wondering what that was about, especially since I had expected a house full of swinging couples.

"It's up to Steph, really," Mark answered which made me turn and look at him. "Well, you're our guest, our girlfriend, and we don't want to overwhelm you. When I mentioned Tom and LeAnn, you had a very welcoming facial expression which means you were cool with them. Had I mentioned Chuck and Brandi... yep! See! That, right there. That's why they don't come around anymore."

He was right. Chuck had exposed himself to me and a few other teenagers at one of their family parties years back, causing me to leave in tears. After I'd left, one girl told Connie about it. Connie confronted Chuck, who had admitted to it and said it was all in good fun. Brandi got upset that Connie was upset, and they left never to be at another party again. Connie had assured me that he'd never come back, but she'd never pressed me for details, though she'd offered to be there for me if I ever needed to share my feelings about what happened.

"Laura and Rob are friends of LeAnn and Tom, but I don't think you've ever met them," Connie went on to explain. "Please come tell me if you don't feel comfortable around them." She lifted my chin to make eye contact. "You are our priority, Stephanie Morton. I mean it."

"OK," I promised and welcomed the kiss she offered.

"Lee, go ahead and let them know they can definitely join us tonight, and to bring the friend, too," Connie permitted and then turned to share what she knew with me. "The more the merrier, I suppose. I haven't interacted much with their girlfriend, but Laura is a sweetheart, just like LeAnn. Rob is very similar to Tom and Mark. They like their sports, their drinks, and their women. I've been at a few parties with Rob, and he's very attentive to his wife and the woman who is with them. Their girlfriend is lovely, but she's usually busy with other couples. She likes the variety. I'm sure we will all get on well."

"I trust you," I assured her and kissed her again.

"That's what I love about you," Mark complimented and wrapped his arms around my stomach from behind me. "Well,

that

and the fact that you have the sweetest body next to just one other woman." Connie shook her head at that. I patted Connie's knee as I geared up to respond.

"Well, I love that I can trust you, Mark, and that you have a very hot and sexy body as well," I replied. "Oh," I added as I leaned back to look up at his face, "and you have got the nicest cock I've ever seen." I kissed his chin and then went back to drinking my mudslide as if I hadn't just said something completely inappropriate. Well, it would have been if I'd have been anywhere else and said such a thing.

"Mmm, it's gonna be like that?" Mark questioned and slipped his hands inside my shirt to fondle my breasts. "I see how it is."

"I thought you said we were waiting for the others to get here," Tom argued when he saw Mark feeling me up. I just laughed and pushed Mark's hands out of my shirt again.

"We are," Connie confirmed and playfully smacked Mark's back. "Laura, Rob, and their lady friends are already on their way. They'll be here in about fifteen minutes."

I laughed and walked over to the food to eat some sustenance to both counter the alcohol I'd been drinking as well as enrich myself with energy. I didn't worry too much about protein; I knew I'd be getting my fill later that evening. (Yes, I crack myself up.)

I stood next to LeAnn and smiled at her when she reached out to pat my back. "How you doin', hun?"

I finished chewing and then turned to face her. "Good. The school break is nice. Work has been brutal, especially these last few days, but otherwise, I'm good. What about you?"

LeAnn smiled and then shook her head. "I guess I should have been more specific, but it's good to know you're doing well. What I was asking was more about your new activities. How's that going? I have heard lots about what you and Connie have done. I just wondered what you thought about it, and how it feels to be including others into the dynamic."

"Oh!" I whispered and covered my face with one hand. "Sorry! Duh! Well, I love Mark and Connie. I always have. I have thought about him in a much more sexual way since last summer, though maybe a bit before then. To have this opportunity was totally unexpected."

"I hear you took to sex very well for a virgin," LeAnn shared quietly. "I'm impressed. I think they're very fortunate to have you. We're all kinda speaking freely as if we'll all just pile on top of each other and pass you around like a free-for-all, but it really is a lot more about respecting one another, appreciation of our sexuality, and, well... having a whole lot of orgasms."

"I love that about this," I answered and put my arm around her waist. "I also kinda love the secrecy of it too. I'm all about what happens behind those closed front doors stays here. Respect... that's the amazing part. Never once have I had to worry about what someone might think about me loving both men and women. I haven't been concerned about someone finding out that I'm engaging in this experience tonight, or that I'm the girlfriend of a couple. I love how safe I feel, and knowing that my friends, who are my lovers, will protect me and will only introduce me to good people they've vetted for me makes me feel even more secure."

I turned to face her. "And I've always loved that you've been part of the family parties, occasional boat trips, and game days. I think you're beautiful, and Mark was right. I didn't only feel welcoming to the idea of you being part of this night. I was blatantly excited to know I'd finally get to know what's under that sexy dress you're wearing. You're positively gorgeous, and I think Tom is one lucky guy."

"With words like that, sweet girl," LeAnn promised, "you're sure to get a whole lotta lucky this evening."

"I sure hope so," I assured her and winked as I walked over to the table to get another chocolate covered strawberry.

The doorbell rang, which caused the little butterflies in my stomach, most of which were there out of excitement (though a few were there out of nervousness), to flutter around like they were all hopped up on energy drinks. I recognized Laura and Rob from one encounter, probably a large party where I'd collected the kids to take to their house to babysit them until Mark and Connie had gotten home (which was now occurring to me as what kind of a party it had turned into...). A young woman was with them smiling at everyone as Mark offered to take her coat and Tom offered his elbow to escort into the kitchen.

The "friend" who finally entered the house looked familiar from the side profile, but I couldn't see her face. Rob offered to take her coat and had placed a gentle kiss on the nape of her neck just as Mark had done for me. When she turned around, I gasped.

"Mark, Connie, this is Darcie," Laura advised and pointed to the girl who was with them. I think you've probably seen her around at times. We simply adore her, and I know you'll find her very agreeable. And her friend is Lana. She's..."

"Oh, uh," Lana, who had stopped dead in her tracks, stuttered, looked at me with a confused look, and suddenly asked, "could I use your bathroom?"

"I'll show her to it," I offered before anyone could point out that there was one just to the left of the bar. "Come with me!" I invited my cousin and took her elbow before anyone else could see too much. In a whisper, I added, "Don't say anything else! We'll talk in a second."

"Steph?!?!" Lana exclaimed quietly once we were in the bathroom, but before I had a chance to say anything. "What are you doing here?"

"Me!" I whispered back and then calmed down. "I think it's safe to say that we both have secrets. Have you been part of the community long?"

"Community?"

"Swinging couples, Lana," I stated as if it was obvious. "How do you know Darcie and Rob...

Rob!

That's the Rob you were bragging about on Christmas?"

"Yes, but, Steph! You've got to believe me," Lana argued and sat on the toilet. "It's only been two weeks. You know how I'm always talking about how great a boyfriend is only to have a different name a couple weeks later?"

"Yes, I've noticed," I responded and thought about the fact that I thought of her list like a football roster. "I've been a little worried about all the guys, but you..."

"... seemed happy, right? Well, I'm not," Lana confessed. "I met Darcie at work who had noticed my list of names growing but the frustration of most of them was bringing me down. She offered to introduce me to Rob who she said she knew as a neighbor. Rob was

so

different. He was gentle and kind and made me feel things I didn't know a woman could feel during sex. And Darcie offered to introduce me to sex with a woman. She's not shy about it either. I... I've been thinking about it."

"OK, so you're here tonight because..."

"Well, after she introduced me to Rob and we had that night of sex, I was invited over to find that Darcie was part of their little threesome. Darcie is Rob's girlfriend... and Laura's girlfriend. Laura is Rob's wife."

"Yes, that makes sense," I offered and nodded as I sat back against the sink ledge. "Um, you know this world is really private, so I couldn't tell you anything, and not a whole lot had happened by Christmas when we were talking, but since you're here now..."

Lana's head suddenly shot up. "Wait! You're here! What?"

"Just caught that, huh?" I sniffed a laugh and took a deep breath. "I've been the babysitter for the kids of Mark and Connie for years. Last summer, I found myself wanting more than just seeing Mark and Connie when I came over for family parties or to see the kids. You know... I had a crush on the dad of the kids I babysit for. Typical for a virgin girl who has seen porn but had never experienced anything."

"I've been concerned; I'll admit," Lana confessed and gave me a pitied look. "That's why I said what I said before I left on Christmas."

I nodded and smiled. "Earlier this month, Connie took me to the mall and sat me down to ease into the concept of possibly having me have sex with Mark. She presented it with the concept that they both loved me, found me attractive, and particularly, wanted me to know that sex could be beautiful. The 'first time with a boy who doesn't know what he's doing' experience was one they hoped to see me avoid. The fact that I had a huge crush on Mark didn't hurt my desire to take part in it, but the love I have for them and the presentation of what she was offering was too much to pass up."

"Did you have sex with Mark before Christmas?"

"Mmm-hmm," I answered and smiled. "On the 23

rd

. It was lovely. He treated it like a date. We made love twice and showered together before I went home. He's wonderful and kind and so loving, and I'm glad that I'll always have that memory as my first."

"But he's married," Lana whispered and gave me that pitiful look again. "Doesn't that bother you that..."

"Uh-uh," I shared adamantly and shook my head. "See, the rules in place are that Mark is Connie's husband, and that won't change. While they love me, and I love them, it's not a messy situation like you'd think it could be. I love Mark for Connie, and vice versa. I saw my first sexual experience exactly as they presented it, and that made everything clear with no chance of me getting caught up in jealousy or scandal."