About two years ago I met Emily. She was a breath of fresh air. "Your dog is so cute." She announced to me as she hopped off a park bench and knelt down in front of my spaniel. Her bare knee stuck out from under her loose skirt as she looked up at me with her light blue eyes and radiating smile.
She was a very pretty 20 year old, studying biology at the near by University. She stood up and shook my hand. "It's nice to meet you." She exclaimed enthusiastically; "and you have such a cute dog!"
"He can be a handful at times," I replied; "but we are keeping him."
Emily looked lovely; long blond hair, blue eyes, she stood about 5'4" with a small frame, and what looked like lovely 32C breasts. For this meeting, she dressed with a short brown skirt, and a button down white blouse.
We were meeting because my family; wife Sarah, three young children, and I were going away for the upcoming labour day weekend. My oldest son, had a year end baseball tournament and we needed someone to look after our dog. I found Emily's name in an online site advertising people who walk and look after dogs. She lived close by and had some good references so I connected with her to meet our dog. As a bonus, she had a very pretty profile picture.
Emily took the dog leash from my hand and led our small dog, Hobbes, along the side walk. I couldn't help but notice her small bum protruding from her skirt slightly as she walked a little ahead of me.
Emily was a natural with Hobbes and I hired her to look after him for the weekend. Hobbes seemed to gravitate to Emily and he stayed at her small house she rented with three housemates near the University.
When I picked Hobbes up after the weekend we decided to keep in touch if we needed her again. I definitely wanted to keep in touch with this lovely sweet girl.
Over the next few months we did find a need to call her. Sarah's at home business was starting to pull her out of the house more often so Emily would bike down to our house to give Hobbes a walk now and again. Emily was a really good girl and my wife really liked her. Soon my children met her and also liked her. Really there was nothing not to like; she was smart, friendly and very personable. She was fun with the kids, good with Hobbes and friendly to my wife and I. She was a well rounded good girl. She had even offered to babysit our children and we started to regularly take her up on that offer. Emily quickly became a bit of a fixture around our home showing up to walk the dog or look after the kids, she even started to come by unannounced to get away from her roommates.
One of those occasions she came by when only my wife was home and asked if she take Hobbes for a walk. Emily was visibly upset and confided to my wife that her and her boyfriend just broke up. It turned out her boyfriend started dating another girl and was probably cheating on her.
A short time later was Christmas break for her. She bought small presents for our kids and dog, and offered to look after them one evening so Sarah and I could go out for a nice dinner. Of course we also got her a present but we were very surprised at how thoughtful and helpful Emily was becoming for our family.
The evening we exchanged presents, after the dinner with Sarah, I drove Emily back to her house. The next day Emily was going back home for the Christmas break to spend a couple weeks with her family who lived about a 6 hour drive away.
As I pulled up to her house she turned to me and said; "Michael, I'm going to really miss you and your family. You have all been really good to me through this tough semester, and I have really felt comfort in visiting you and your family."
"Emily, we are going to miss you." I replied; "You have been so good to our children. It has been great we met."
She then looked at me and reached her hand across the front seat. "Are you going to miss me?" She stared right into my eyes with her big blue eyes and leaned in towards me.
I was a little surprised by this. We had gotten along very well. We had some nice chats, usually when I drove her home after babysitting the kids. After her breakup with her boyfriend I noticed some minor flirtations from her, but I just took them as wishful thinking on my part. I also figured she needed some reinforcement that she was attractive after her breakup.
I looked down at her hand and took a hold of it with my two hands. "You are a very pretty and smart young lady." I told her; "I know you were really hurt with your breakup, he was crazy to let a girl like you go. I will miss you while you are back home, but I am a married man and more than twice your age. I'm positive there are lots of boys your age who would love to go out with you."
"That's the problem, Michael. I'm tired of boys my age." She replied; "I want a man. I like being with you. I like seeing how well you treat your kids. Your fun with them but you also keep them in line. You are such a good dad and you're the type of man I want to be with. You're the man I want to be with."
She squeezed my hand tightly and tried to pull me close as she leaned in to kiss me. I would of liked nothing more than to kiss her, hold in my arms, and feel her tight body next to mine but I had to refrain. It took all of my will power to hold back but I did.
"Emily you are in a very vulnerable state. Believe me there isn't man alive my age who wouldn't love to be with you, but you have to go inside now."
She looked at me stunned. I'm betting she had never been rejected like this before. She looked at me with her big blue eyes and shook her head. "I can't believe I just did that." She pushed the door open, grabbed the present bag Sarah and I gave her, and briskly stepped out my car and quickly walked into her house without turning around.
I pulled my car out of her driveway and as I drove home I couldn't help but think; "Cool, this hot, 20 year old university student has the hots for me!" Of course I did feel bad for her. She would be going through lots of mixed emotions right now, and I really did not like seeing her upset, but I mostly felt a strong ego rush.
I have to admit my cock started to rage hard when Emily reached out her hand to me. I had fantasized about her constantly since we met on that warm summer day in late August.
I sped home hoping Sarah would be up for some fun sex. Sex between Sarah and I had become nearly non existent. I had even started having an affair with a friend from many years ago named Grace. Grace and I got together every once and a while, but that was becoming more and more difficult and that affair seemed to be coming to an end. It would be wonderful if I could somehow arrange something with Emily.
When I got home, Sarah was already in bed with the light off but she was still awake. "It was so nice of Emily to look after the kids tonight." Sarah said; "It was a nice evening out."
I pulled my clothes off and slid in behind her. Spooning her my raging hard cock pressed against her ass and I reached around and squeezed one of her ample D-cup breasts and kissed the back of her neck. "It was a very nice evening."
"Oh Michael, the kids are right across the hall."
"Then we'll have to be quiet." I said and I rolled on her back kissed her deep on her lips. She kissed me back, but then pulled away.
"You know I can't feel comfortable with the kids so close. Maybe over the holidays, your parents can look after the kids. I'm sorry."
