Alex Brittain was in need of an emergency baby-sitter and lucky me got the job. When I say lucky me I have to admit that the luck was mixed. Because it was an emergency call our baby-sitter club charged double, but backed that up by guaranteeing that we'd supply an adult sitter. We only had eighteens and over in our little club. That was the good luck. It also put paid to my plans of going to a nightclub with a couple of the girls. There was the bad creeping in.
The reason for the emergency was because Alex was supposed to be looking after the little fiends himself while his wife was out at a hen's night, but he found himself summoned to an urgent meeting of the football club committee. It seemed that their star player had been pulled over by the police and asked to blow into a little bag. Subsequently they also asked him to drop by the police station so they could do a blood test. They even volunteered to drive him there.
The football committee now had to decide if they were going to hang the poor bastard out to dry so as to make a political statement or to simply dry him out with appropriate threats. Probably the latter, because he was a really good player.
I fronted up to start sitting and Alex told me I'd have no problems. The devilish duo were already down and asleep and unlikely to waken any time soon. (Not that I trusted that sort of comment. I've been bitten before by kids waking up when they shouldn't. And I mean bitten. You have to watch some of those little fangsters.) Alex also assured me that he shouldn't be all that long as they only had one item on their agenda. That I did believe because he wouldn't want to pay for longer than he had to. I might even be finished in time for a little club time.
Alex left and the kids slept on. Long reign peace. Unfortunately, along with peace comes boredom. There was nothing on the TV that I wanted to watch and I couldn't get interested in playing on the internet. I wondered if there were any decent games or moves on the PC.
Being too impatient to spend my time playing games I decided to have a look for movies. A quick search for MP4 brought up a list and right there at the top was Annie. I like that movie so I decided to watch it and started it going.
It turned out that it wasn't Annie the big film. Nor was it Annie Oakley, another film. This one starred Anne Wilson, another girl in our baby-sitters club. I checked the film title and it definitely said Annie. I guess that was just how Alex referred to her.
The film started with Anne just standing in the room I was currently in, looking towards the door. Anne is a relatively petite woman, but her figure was amazing. I'm four inches taller but I'd swap it for the rack that she had. For all of her big bust she had this sweetly innocent air, an air that seemed to deflect innuendo and casual passes.
As I watched her face lit up in her sweet smile and Alex strolled into the room. He smiled back and handed her an envelope which she dropped into her bag, not even checking to see if she'd been short-changed. I put the video on pause for a moment to check the sound controls. The sound was on so I had to guess that the video didn't have sound.
Starting the video again I watched Annie sling her bag over her shoulder and say something. As she was starting to turn towards the door I assumed that it was thank you and goodbye. I was about to turn the video off as boring when Anne cocked her head and looked back at Alex, a rather startled look on her face.
Her lips moved and I could tell that she was saying, "Excuse me?" with a slightly surprised look on her face.
Alex apparently repeated what he'd said and Anne now had a 'you can't be serious' look on her face. The pair of them just stood there and I could see it registering on Anne that Alex was serious. She was now looking thoughtful and then, to my surprise, she reached over and grabbed the front of his trousers. Her hand stayed there for a few moments and I was thinking, 'What the hell? Is she going to tug him off?'
I was even more convinced that she was about to do that when Alex turned slightly, becoming side on to the camera, revealing that he had an erection which was free from his trousers, and let me tell you, Anne had to be the one that freed it. I was shocked. She always seemed so innocent. If we'd been placing bets on club members who were still virgins she'd have been highly favoured.
It turned out that she wasn't going to give him a hand job, nor a blow job. She calmly stood there and stripped, and I mean totally stripped until she was one hundred percent naked. Alex twirled a finger and she did a slow three sixty, smiling all the while. Talk about showing everything you have. She didn't even have a bush to hide behind.
Once she was facing him again Alex reached out and cupped her breasts and spent a few minutes feeling them. After that he nuzzled them for a while, a hand dropping down to massage her pussy. Anne just seemed to lap up the attention, a slight flush developing on her face, but her happy smile seemed to say she appreciated the attention.
Alex took a step back and said something, pointing to the floor. Anne promptly sank down onto her hands and knees, and then folded her arms and rested her head on them. Alex promptly made a few minor changes to her position. He turned her slightly, and while Anne probably didn't know why, the improved camera angle explained it to me. He also had her turn her head, so she wound up facing the camera.
For his part Alex dropped his trousers and knelt behind her. I had a perfect view of him lining up and pushing home, with me able to watch both his clock sliding in and the look on Anne's face as it happened. The ease with which he slid home and the satisfaction on her face told me that this certainly wasn't her initiation to a sex life. She knew precisely what she was doing.
Alex was in no hurry to do the deed. He just rested his hand lightly on her hips and started sliding gently in and out, Anne lifting her hips and pushing to meet him as he came, not trying to force the issue but matching his current style. A dreamy smile seemed to settle over her face.
He kept up that gentle movement for ages. I wondered how long it felt to Anne, not that she seemed to be objecting any. According to the video timer he was doing it for nearly ten minutes. Either he had balls of steel or he was deliberately pacing himself so as not to get over agitated.
Alex leaned over Anne, his hands shifting, reaching around to cover her breasts. He must have said something as she nodded, and then he got to work in a big way. No more Mister nice and gentle. Mister rough and ready had come to visit. Alex was driving in hard, bouncing back after each stroke so that he could come ramming in again. Anne had her mouth open, probably making little sounds each time he thrust into her, her bottom now working over-time as she bounced under him, eager to take everything he could give her.
This phase didn't last nearly as long as the first one. Alex just went blasting away, giving his all and it was up to Anne to stay with him. I could tell from the look on her face when she climaxed, one hand jamming itself into her mouth to stop a scream. (That was the baby-sitter in action. Don't wake the kids by screaming.) Alex didn't take long after that before he fired off, looking rather odd as he seemed to start jerking spasmodically, as if someone zapped him with a battery.
Once Alex pulled out Anne grabbed her clothes and headed out the door, probably going to the bathroom to clean up. Alex walked out and a short while later the video stopped.
The video's date said it was about a month old. I'd seen and talked with Anne several times in the past month and she hadn't let out a peep about what had happened. Understandable, I guess.
I went to the folder that the video was in to see what else was there. There were a number of videos in the folder, all of them around the same length. Were these all sneak peeks at Alex bonking women? The folders were identified by first name only but I did see a few first names that might be girls from our club.
Top of the list after Annie was Brenda. That video was two weeks old. It couldn't be the Brenda I knew because she got married just a week ago. Had to be a different one. She'd had the same boyfriend for years. I couldn't resist sneaking a peek.
This video started in the same manner as Annie. Brenda, and it was the Brenda I knew, now married, standing in the front room, right there. That meant that the camera was probably, I turned and looked, over there. There was a mirror in an ornate frame on the wall. I walked over and looked at the frame and finally spotted the camera, hidden in the framework. I nodded to myself and went back to the PC.
Alex came strolling in and handed Brenda her wages which she counted and tucked away. As she turned to go she seemed to freeze slightly and turned to give Alex a shocked look. Proposition just made, I guessed.
Brenda firmly shook her head, saying something in a decisive looking voice. (I couldn't hear. I could only go on her expression.) Alex said something and she replied, still shaking her head. In my opinion she'd have been better off turning and leaving, not staying to argue the point, especially when the point seemed to be whether she would get fucked.
Alex was nodding and I don't know what he said but he also reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, extracting a note and holding it where I couldn't see it clearly. Brenda was looking towards the note and still shaking her head, but not nearly so decisively.
After a bit of give and take Brenda said something with a 'take that' look on her face. Alex tilted his head slightly, saying something and she nodded decisively. He shrugged and extracted a second note from his wallet and Brenda took them and tucked them away. (Little tart. You can be bribed.)
I saw Alex indicate that Brenda should strip but she shook her head and indicated he should in return. He finished by indicating both of them and she seemed to think for a moment and then nodded. Then it started.
He took off his jacket and she did the same. His shirt and her blouse both went. He dropped his trousers and she, blushing, slid her slacks off. Alex peeled off his singlet and Brenda hesitated, bit her lip, and unhooked her bra and let it drop. Very nice breasts she had, I have to admit, even if I am a girl. The only thing left were his jocks and her panties and they both dropped those at the same time.
Alex was pointing to the floor but Brenda was being difficult again. She shook her head and pointed to the floor, saying something to him. She waited and he gave a small shrug and lowered himself to the floor, lying flat on his back but positioning himself so that the camera looked straight down the length of his body.
Brenda settled down, straddling him, kneeling across his thighs, not quite touching him. She leaned forward, adjusting the position of his erection so it was standing straight up, and then lowered her head, her mouth closing over him. Her head bobbed for a little while, during which I saw that Alex was clutching at the carpet, his hands opening and closing. They didn't relax until Brenda lifted her head away from him.
