*****So sorry to all those asking about chapter 1, it had been taking down but now it's back! Enjoy you dirty birds ;)******
"Ok Molly, I think that's everything. We should be back around 10, 11 at the latest." Mr. Patterson said as he pulled his arm through his coat.
"Please, take your time!" I responded "I'll have the kids in bed by 7.30, teeth brushed and pajamas on!"
"Great, you're such a huge help Molly" he responded, looking everywhere but my eyes.
I was excited because it was my first time babysitting for the Pattersons, and I wanted to do a good job. They are a fairly wealthy family, and I've heard they pay really well. But I also knew the Patterson boys were a bit...playful. Mr Patterson had two older sons from a previous marriage, Greg and Brett. They were a little older than me, I think 23 and 25? I just turned 18, and I was feeling very lucky that they were out of town at this point. But Mr. Patterson wandering eyes still gave me goosebumps.
"Alright, we're off!" Mrs. Patterson called, one leg already out the door.
"Ok, have a good time!" I called.
Mr. Patterson gave me a wink before shutting the door behind him. Uck.
I sighed and turned towards the children's room. Tonight I was watching a 3 year old and a 5 year old. They were pretty well behaved kids, but Mrs. Patterson warned me about their sleeping issues right now. Apparently they were going through a stage where if their sleep is interrupted, it would take hours to coax them back to slumber. I looked at my watch, it was already 7:00. Just a half hour till bed time.
"Alright kids, what do you want to do before it's bed time?"
Anna, the 5 year old, smiled at me and called out "TV!" Her brother James clapped his hands in agreement.
I smiled and sighed, well that was easy.
"Alright, but just one show ok? And no telling mom and dad." I agreed, knowing the Patterson's were not big on TV.
They both cheered and ran into the living room, sitting down on the couch. I flipped on the TV to the kids network and watched Dora for the next half hour. Halfway through the episode I could see James's eyes start to flutter, he was getting tired. I hoped they would fall asleep easily.
When the episode was finally over I turned off the TV, picking the almost asleep James up in my arms.
"Come on Anna, we have to go brush out teeth." I said softly. She took my hand and we walked to the bathroom together. I helped them brush their teeth and change into their pajamas, and went to tuck them in.
"Do you guys want a bed time story?" I asked, sitting down on the end of the bed.
Suddenly James started to cry, softly at first but then if grew much louder.
"What's wrong?" I asked, picking him up and shaking and rocking him in my arms. He continued to cry for a while, so I took him in the next room to let Anna fall asleep. I must have paced around the living room rocking James for fifteen minutes before he finally calmed down. I tiptoes back into their bedroom and tucked him into bed. Leaving the door cracked to their room, I slowly exited and headed for the couch.
I collapsed instantly, the cool leather sending goosebumps on my exposed skin. It had been a warm day, so I was dressed in a tank top and knee length skirt, with my hair up in a loose bun. All that rocking had made my back a little sore, so I leaned forward to unhook my bra. My breasts bounced out, happy to be free, the cold of the sofa making my nipples poke out through my shirt. Oh well, I thought, I'll have to be sure to put it on before the Mr. Patterson gets back.
Jeez, kids are a handful I thought to myself. At least I had an hour or two to start on my course work though, I was getting way behind. I was in my senior year at high school, and the work just seemed to pile on. I sighed, looking at the textbooks and folders in front of me. Stretching my neck a bit a picked up my pencil and dove in.
I focused on my work for a good half an hour before I saw head lights pull up in the driveway. I checked my watch, it was only 8:30, the Patterson's shouldn't be home this early. Maybe something went wrong I shrugged, closing my textbook. I stood up and stretched, turning my back to the door I began to gather my things.
I heard two car doors close, as the voices began to grow louder. As they got closer I realized it was two male voices. I quickly locked the door, not knowing who it was, and looked out the peephole.
I watched as two men walked up to the door and turned the handle, finding it locked, one of them reached in his pocket and pulled out his keys.
"God dad's such a prude, he always locks the door no matter what."
I froze. This must be Mr. Patterson's other sons. They were supposed to be out of town. I backed away slowly as the key slid in the lock, and the door swung open.
"Hey dad we're home!" One of them called, rather loudly. "We're just gonna be here fo-"
Before I knew what I was doing I rushed over to them and put my hand over his mouth.
"Shhh!!" I hissed.
They were both taken aback, and looked at each other. I became aware of how massive they were, each at least 6'2, and extremely toned. I had to stand on my tiptoes just to reach his face! I realized I should probably not have done that, and removed my hand, trying to step away. As I tried to back up, I realized he had snaked an arm around my waist.
"And just who the hell are you?" He asked me, a small fire starting in his eyes.
"I-I..my n-name is Molly," I said nervously, still trying to back away. "I'm b-babysitting tonight. I just got the kids to bed and I really don't want to wake them."
"Babysitter huh..." The one holding me said "Hear that Brett? Dad's not here." They looked at each other and grinned.
He let me go, dropping his stuff on my floor. Greg and Brett took off their coats and shoes, kicking them to the side loudly.
"Please..." I started, looking at them "Please you have to be quite..."
"Oh?" Greg said, smiling at me. "We have to? Did you hear that Brett? She told us we have to be quite."
I took in a deep breath, feeling nervous.
"Where do you get off, telling us what to do in our own house?" Brett said, slowly walking towards me.
"I-I didn't mean to...I-I just meant...the k-kids are sleeping so..." I backed away slowly, putting my hands up in front of me. God what have I done?
"Tell me kitten" Greg said, helping Brett corned me "how old are you?"
"I-I'm 18" I managed to choke out, almost completely corned at this point.
"Perfect" He hissed, pulling one of my arms so I came crashing into him. He caught me with one hand on my small of my back, the other firmly on my ass. He gave it a good hard squeeze and the spanked me. I yelped out in pain, and he quickly put his hand over my mouth.
"Now now, didn't you say we had to be quiet?" He spun me around, my ass pressed against his crotch, as he pinned my arms behind my back.
"P-please!" I begged, trying to be quite "Please let me go!" I wriggled as much as I could trying to break free, but he was far stronger than me.
Brett smiled and approached me, looking me up and down. He reached out and gently traced the curve of my breasts. I cringed, now regretting taking my bra off earlier. I closed my eyes and looked away, my heart racing. He began to brush his fingertips over my hard nipples, sending shivers down my spine. I squirmed again in Greg's arms, trying to break free, my nipples growing harder.
"Oh, we have a sensitive kitten here do we?" Brett teased, looking at Greg. "This one seems like a lot of fun."
"She sure does" Greg said in my ear, his hot breath spreading over my neck. He kept my arms pinned with one of his hands, the other joining Brett in groping my breasts.
I gasped, feeling their firm grips on me, and started kicking wildly. This seemed to amuse them, as they snickered and tweaked my nipples hard.
Greg put his hand over my mouth before I could cry out in pain, muffling my agony.
"You're really not so good at this being quite thing." he mocked, twisting my nipple the opposite way.
I bit my lip and threw my head back, using all my strength not to scream.
"Please...p-please let me go..." I begged helplessly, feeling weak, leaning most of my weight on him.
"And why would we do that?" Brett asked, his hands now slowly pushing my shirt up, exposing my breasts.
He began to play with my nipples more, slowly pulling them towards him. This made me lurch forward, following them, only to have Greg tighten his grip on my arms. The both snickered to themselves, watching me. I whimpered in pain as they played with my body, feeling totally helpless.
"Now tell me little girl, when will our dad be home?" Brett whispered in my ear.
"T-ten or elev-eleven.." I managed to chock out.
Glancing at his watch, he smiled and looked up a Greg
"Plenty of time to play." He said
I suddenly felt Greg's arms snake down my stomach, resting over my pussy. He began to massage it slowly through my thin skirt. Brett joined him after a while, peeling my skirt off and letting it drop around my feet. I jerked violently under their touch, this was going too far.
"N-no! Please not there...let me go!" My eyes starting to tear.
"Oh, it's okay kitten" Greg cooed in my ear "We're gonna make you feel so good." He began to nibble at my neck, his other hand still massaging my slit.
I began to feel myself getting wet, and cursed my stupid body. I needed to get out of here. Slowly I felt Brett taking off my panties, smiling as he saw a small trail of wetness gathering on them.
'Oh, what's this?" He mocked, holding my panties up to my face. "Has kitten been feeling good after all?"
"N-no!" I said to loudly, Greg's hand coming up over my mouth. I could smell my pussy on his hand. I tried to protest, my words coming out as muted garbles. I squirmed as he held me tighter.