Clare really enjoyed babysitting for the Martins. A typical weekday evening would involve her just sitting at home on the sofa watching TV, but here she could do exactly that and get paid for it at the same time. Wonderful. The Martins had a great TV system as well, with so many channels she could spend ages channel hopping without visiting the same channel twice, and more DVDs than she ever imagined one family would own.
It was already quite late, past 11pm which was the time by which they were supposed to be back. The watershed had passed on the TV and it seemed that Mr Martin must have subscribed to the over 18 package. Clare was sitting mesmerised as the porn played out before her. It seemed so corny, so set up and unreal, but she could feel her nipples begin to stiffen ever so slightly, and that familiar feeling between her legs as she began to get aroused.
She watched as one guy after another sank his cock deep into this girl who had impossibly large breasts. Clare's hand inadvertently moved across her own chest as she thought what it would be like to have such enormous breasts. As she continued to watch her hand slid slowly down her stomach, her fingers spread apart as they moved bit by bit towards her waist, then on in a regal procession down to her crotch. Her legs parted slightly as her fingers slid between her thighs and pushed gently up against her pussy. She could feel the heat through her thin satin panties.
Panic shot through her as she heard the key in the door. Fumbling for the remote she jumped up, kicking it across the floor. She ran across the room and just managed to turn off the TV set as the door opened and in walked Mr and Mrs Martin. Casually she leaned down and put the remote next to the TV, then breathed a deep sigh of relief and turned to them.
"Hi. Had a good time?" she said as if nothing had happened.
"Oh yes, it was great." Karen replied, heading on through the room and into the kitchen.
Dominic stood in the doorway, his eyes focussed on Clare's young nubile body. She knew he fancied her. He had for years, but he'd been good, never doing anything he shouldn't do. It was just sweet, but now she was 19 and it was changing. And she liked it. She looked down at his crotch and saw a small bulge appearing. A narrow smile started to creep across her lips.
Dominic was 40 years old. He'd left it late to start a family. His wife was a few years younger than him, and he loved her enormously, but he couldn't help but stare at younger girls, imagining what it would be like to have a young body next to him again, a nice tight pussy to pleasure with his cock.
He stared at Clare, taking in her petite breasts which were accentuated by the tight top she was wearing. She also wore a short denim skirt. Whenever he was with her he seemed to spend a lot of time just trying to sneak a peek up her skirt towards her panties, hoping each time that he would see that she didn't have any on and glimpse her young pussy. He expected it would be shaved, and would daydream of a time when he would find out for real.
His mind flicked back to reality as Clare moved towards the chair where her bag was laying. As she bent to pick it up he walked to the TV and flicked it on. Clare turned around in a flash but it was too late. The screen flickered to life and Clare blushed as the large breasted girl reappeared on the screen. Dominic laughed, then quickly switched to the news before Karen came back.
Dominic just smiled at Clare. She waited for more reaction from him but none came. She stood there infront of him as he let his eyes scan slowly from her face, down her slim body, over her breasts and down to her legs, then slowly back up again. She bent one leg and crossed her hands infront of her in a slightly embarrassed fashion.
"So, you going to take Clare home then?" Karen asked, returning once again to the living room and snatching the remote from Dominic before crashing into an armchair.
"Yes, of course." Dominic replied, pulling his keys out of his pocket and walking towards the door. "Let's go, before your parents start calling looking for you."
"Goodbye Mrs Martin." Clare said as she left the room. "Tom was as good as gold tonight. A real pleasure. You have a very sweet little baby there."
"Thanks." Karen said as Clare followed Dominic out of the room. She was starting to dislike Clare a bit, mainly because she was sure that having such a hot young girl around the house with a horny husband like Dominic was not a good idea.
As Dominic walked her down the driveway she could feel his eyes on her butt, watching every sway and shimmy as she moved towards the car. He held the door open for her, and as she got in she gave Dominic a quick flash up her skirt, showing him the white satin panties she was wearing, smiling as she watched his reaction.
She had always been a bit of a flirt, but also wanted to reward him for not embarrassing her about what she had been watching. Dominic got in the car, started up the engine and headed off out of the driveway.
"You must be horny after watching those films." He said almost immediately that they had turned onto the street.
She didn't reply, but instead reached down and grabbed his cock through his jeans. It was semi hard so she began to stroke it, encouraging it to life. Dominic told her to stop but she didn't listen to him and kept on going. She ran her finger nails down its length, then felt for his balls, squeezing them gently. The car swerved a bit on the road as he tried to keep control as she ran her hand back up his cock and started to run her fingers around the outline of its head.
He looked across at her and she smiled back at him, a naughty, knowing smile, followed by a mischievous wink. She used her other hand to lift up her skirt slightly, then slipped her fingers into her panties and started to play with herself.
Dominic struggled to keep his eyes on the road as well as watch her play with her pussy. Taking hold of her panties she pulled them into a thin line between her lips. Dominic could see her wet pussy lips bulging either side of the white satin.
