It was finally date night!
My wife and I hadn't had a night without the kids in a long while. I was looking forward to our time together, finally alone. We've been married for just over ten years, and with two young ones running around, it felt like we were starting to disconnect. But tonight, we were going to change that. I'm taking her to our favorite Italian restaurant, and then a movie. I know, it might sound bland, but it is our thing. We loved to eat, and we loved movies.
I had just finished shaving when I heard a commotion downstairs at the front door. A few seconds later, my wife Marissa, informed me that she had returned with the babysitter. It was go time. I gave myself approving finger guns in the mirror, splashed a dab of aftershave on my fresh-cut face, and went to greet the sitter.
Leah stood at the bottom of the stairs. She was a petite blonde with pale silky skin. She had been our go-to sitter for the past couple of years and we hardly used anyone else. The one downside was that she lived nearly thirty minutes away and my wife always had to either pick her up or drop her off. Leah had her driver's license but couldn't drive after nine.
I descended the stairs to find my wife and Leah in the living room with our two kids. They were playing with some toys on the floor while Marissa was fumbling with the remotes for the TV. When I glanced over at Leah, I said hello, but my eyes betrayed me and went straight down her petite frame. She was wearing the shortest blue jean cut-off shorts possible, and a pair of black Doc Martin's. I was thrown off by her attire, having never seen her in something as revealing before. He round
"Honey?" My wife interrupted my indecent gaze.
"Huh?"
"Can you show Leah how to turn on the new humidifier in Jason's room, while I get them started with a movie?"
"Yeah...sure" I answered hesitantly, as I walked Leah over to the stairs. Leah led the way, and my eyes were glued to her tiny teen ass. The two small mounds peaking out the bottom of her shorts.
Was she doing this on purpose? I thought to myself as I felt a twitch in my pants. Get yourself together man, of course not, she's fifteen years old.
I followed her into my son's bedroom and showed her the trick to turning on the unnecessarily complicated humidifier machine.
"Is that a camera?" she asked while pointing to the upper corner of the room, "Are you spying on me, Mr. P?"
She had a crooked smile on her face, and if I wasn't mistaken, she was flirting with me. Maybe she wore those shorts on purpose. Did that mean she was teasing me? But why? She always seemed so sweet and innocent. Why the sudden change?
"It is. We had them installed last month. It's just some added security, nothing more." I said, reluctant to acknowledge her question about spying on her. Although I could, if I wanted to.
Jesus, I need to get laid. Hopefully, that will happen tonight. With Marissa, not the babysitter.
"Come on babe! I'm starving!" I heard from the bottom of the stairs.
" Aw, well that's no fun" Leah teased.
I didn't respond to her comment. Pretending to ignore it, I went back downstairs and left with Marissa.
The night was going great. Marissa and I were talking and laughing the night away. We ordered a bottle of wine with dinner and Marissa drank a few glasses. And then she proceeded to drink another, bottle.
"It feels so good to be without the kids!" She gleamed.
"I can see that" I replied jokingly, hinting at the amount of wine she had already consumed.
" Oh come on, let loose a little"
" I would, but somebody has to drive us home later. And by the looks of it, it's not going to be you."
By the time we got to the movie theater, Marissa was feeling pretty good. A few more drinks during the movie, and my wife was completely toasted by the time we got back to the car to drive home. I won't lie, I was excited. Marissa wasn't the most adventurous when it came to sex, but when she was inebriated, it got more interesting. It was always fun to see how far things could go. Although the line was usually drawn at anal sex.
Sure enough, she was getting a little frisky in the passenger seat, rubbing her hand up and down my thigh. It was the tell-tale sign that she wanted it, and she wanted it bad.
"You know, you're making it hard to drive" I whined, but hoped she wouldn't stop.
"Oh...am I making it hard"
She was. My cock had become fully erect, restrained by my pants. She ran her hand gently over my bulge.
" Maybe I can help you there...looks....uncomfortable"
I pulled the car over into the far right lane and prepared for what was about to happen. Soon, she released my cock from its prison. She stroked it for a minute or two while whispering dirty things into my ear. Some of it I understood, but most was incoherent, drunken babble.
"I'm--I'm gonna....su — suck your cock buddy"
"Buddy?" I laughed.
She didn't waste any time with teasing or kissing. She engulfed my full length in one swift downward motion.
" Jesus babe!" I said, trying to steady the car.
It felt amazing to be in my wife's mouth again. It had been months since there had been anything extracurricular, and even though she was plastered and using way too much teeth, I was in heaven. That is until she gagged. She jumped up in her seat with a horrifying look on her face.
"Pull the car over...NOW!" She screeched.
After a few minutes of retching up the dinner we had earlier as well as all the wine, I set our course for home once again. Marissa fell asleep against the passenger window, and my fantasies of a night with my drunken, slutty wife dissipated.
We pulled into our driveway close to midnight. The house was dark, not a light could be seen. I carried my wife into the house and up to our room, laying her down on the bed. As I did, Leah approached the doorway to our room behind me.
"Is she ok?"
"Yeah, she just had a bit too much drink. She just needs to sleep it off"
" Damn! She must have had a lot" Leah chuckled.
"The kids are good?" I asked.
"Yeah, they went down at 8 and haven't made a peep since."
I got Marissa's shoes off and covered her with blankets.
"So, uh....quick question....how am I getting home?"
In taking care of my wife, I had forgotten that Marissa was the one who always drove Leah home.
"Shit, Leah. I'm sorry. I guess I can take you."
" OK, but....you may want to change first," she said pointing at the vomit splattered on my clothes.
"Jesus, I can't catch a break tonight can I?" I huffed.
"You ok Mr. P?"
"I'm fine Leah, give me just a minute and I'll meet you downstairs"
I changed into a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt, checked on my wife one more time, and then the kids. They were sound asleep. I could keep an eye on them from my phone while I was gone. I opened my phone to pull up the feed but noticed I had several notifications of movement in the house while we were at dinner. It wasn't unusual, except for one of the thumbnails showing Leah bending over, her tight ass in full display. I had to click on it. What was this girl up to while I was gone?
I watched several videos of her throughout the night, all about a minute long. Each one showed Leah giving the camera a devilish grin, followed by something suggestive. A few times she bent over, keeping her back straight, her ass cheeks taunting the camera. But one, in particular, saw her sitting in the living room, knees folded and her feet up on the couch. Her legs spread ever so slightly, giving the camera a perfect view of her forbidden camel toe. I watched it a couple more times, rubbing my eyes in disbelief.
Holy fuck! This girl is crazy. And now I'm going to be alone with her in the car. Panic set in. I never in a million years, wanted to cheat on Marissa. It was fun to fantasize every once in a while or even gawk at the babysitter's ass, but I never actually thought I could go through with anything. Maybe it was the blue balls from a failed road head session, or the babysitter taunting her tiny little ass at the camera all night. One thing was clear: I wanted to fuck Leah, and I wasn't sure that I could stop myself if the opportunity presented itself.
Her teasing had worked, but I wasn't sure if she realized the dangerous game she was playing. I met her by the front door, where she was slipping on her boots.
"Are you sure this is ok? I mean...the kids are fine here with your wife?"
"They'll be fine. I can pull up the cameras on my phone to make sure they're ok." I reassured her. A look of worry settled on her face.
"Oh...you can see that from your phone?"
It was clear that she hadn't thought that through earlier in the night. Only now had she realized that I had seen her on the cameras.
I smirked and patted her back. "Yes, I can. I doubt it'll be as interesting as what I saw earlier though. That was... quite the show" I gloated, heading out the front door.
The first few minutes of the car ride were silent. She sat in the passenger seat of my car, biting her nails and tapping her foot. She seemed so confident before, but getting called out had left her a nervous mess.
"Leah?", I said softly, " Are you good? You seem off. I don't think I've ever seen you this quiet."
She hugged her knees and shifted towards me.
"I'm sorry Mr.P, I shouldn't have teased you like that....I'm not even sure what I was trying to do...I guess I was just having a little fun."
" The short shorts; the suggestive comments; the security footage...I would say you knew exactly what you were doing, Leah."
Her head fell into her lap and she sighed. I wasn't sure if she was just embarrassed or about to cry.
"What's going on Leah? You can tell me, I'm not mad or anything"
"You're not?"
"Of course not, but you gotta tell me what this is all about. Cause....I'm not sure what you were going for, but you definitely got my attention."
Her soft, pale face flushed as she gave a lopsided grin.
"OK, well....promise you won't get mad"
" I already told you, Leah, I'm not going to get mad. I-I kinda...liked it."
"Wait....what?!. You did?"
I looked in the eyes and placed my hand on her bare thigh. "Of course I did. But why are you interested all of a sudden?" I asked.
"So....like...I might have found some stuff on your computer the last time I was over at your house. I was just bored...I haven't been able to get it out of my head ever since."
Oh shit....shit..shit..shit...Did I forget to delete my browser history...shit!
She continued, "There was a bunch of porn with young girls with older guys....some babysitter stuff....and I thought maybe you...." She trailed off.
"Leah...Look, you shouldn't have seen that. I'm so sorry.....It's just....normal guy stuff, you know?" I tried to explain.
" I know. I guess it just got me excited that you might....want me. I've kinda always had a thing for you, ya know?
My excitement grew. Was the opportunity presenting itself?
"All that porn...Mrs. P must be depriving you, huh?" She said, laying her soft hand on top of mine.
"How could you know that?" I asked.
"I can just tell. It's the way you look at me. Especially tonight. You look at me like I'm a meal you're going to devour."
" Are you s-serious?" I stuttered.
"Are you saying you don't want to?" She gently brushed the top of my hand, enticing me.
"Leah, I'm not sure that's what you want. I'm just an old married guy. And you're just a teenager."
"True. But I have daddy issues, and you've always been so nice to me. I guess I'm just looking for a new daddy..Don't you want to be my daddy?"
I nearly did a spit take as I adjusted myself in my seat. Did she just say that? She was such a tease, but I was past the point of teasing, and I needed to know if she was serious. Hearing "daddy" come out of her sweet mouth had me instantly hard. There were no tight pants to hide my excitement. Instead, I had pitched a tent in my gym shorts. Her eyes drifted downward and saw my arousal.
"Guess you like being called Daddy, huh?" she whispered.
My marriage no longer mattered at that moment. All that mattered now was fucking this naughty girl. She had teased me long enough. It was time to make her daddy's girl.
There was a park just up ahead and it was a perfect place to park and mess around. I had done it plenty of times with Marissa back before the kids came along. I slowed the car down and turned the blinker on for a left turn, but stopped before making the turn.
"Where are you going? This isn't my turn." She uttered without a slither of disapproval.
"I'm done playing around Leah" I groaned, " I can be your daddy."
"Oh?"
If I made this turn, we were going to fuck. The car sat idle in the turning lane, with not a single car in sight. The only sound was the blinker, flashing on and off.
She slipped off her boots and her socks, exposing her dainty bare feet, her toes painted a rose red. My eyes were glued to her lower half, as she spread her legs in the seat, unbuttoning her shorts at the same time.
"OK then...Daddy. I'm ready." she moaned.
I couldn't turn the car into the park fast enough. I drove past the baseball fields and playground found a spot in the parking lot that was well-surrounded by trees, and put the car in park. I turned towards Leah, her eyes seducing me to make a move.
"Get over here," I demanded.
I pulled her close and our lips met for the first time. It was a soft, purposeful kiss, that sparked a fire in me. She sighed when my hand grabbed her ass and pulled her over the console and into my lap. Straddling me, we kissed for a moment as she grinded down hard on my cock. I could feel the warmth of her arousal through our clothes. I couldn't wait any longer. My cock throbbed and my balls ached for release.
I opened the door and got out of the car, grabbing her hand and helping her out as well. I gave her another passionate kiss, I pulled her shorts down. They hung around her ankles as my hand rubbed her pussy over her soaked panties. She stepped out of her shorts and leaned back against the car door as I finger fucked her, holding her hands above her head with my other hand.
"Do you want to fuck me, Daddy? Do you want to fuck my sweet little teen pussy?" She hissed.
She dropped her panties and stepped out of them. She was naked from the waist down as she lifted one leg, beckoning my cock for entry. She fisted my hardness and guided me onto her slit. It was slippery with her juices, and the head of cock toyed with her clit before I was lubed enough to push into her. Fuck, she was tight. I slowly inched my way inside her until finally, I was balls deep inside the babysitter.
"Oh, fuck!" She moaned, throwing her head back as I devoured her neck with my mouth
Slow deep thrusts pushed me to my very limit. The combination of my denial earlier in the night, and the tightness of her pussy was going to end this far too soon. So, I slowed to a halt and rested, buried deep inside her tight, slick pussy.
Once I regained my composure, I continued with long deep strokes. My cock, covered in white residue. She was cumming all over my cock, her legs, forcing me to hold her up. Luckily, her petite body made it an easy task.
Headlights flickered through the tree line, causing us to freeze in place. Fortunately, it was just a passerby out on the main road. The sound of the vehicle faded and once again it was dark and quiet.
"Holy shit, that scared me. Maybe we should get back inside?" She managed to ask, out of breath.
"Get naked," I commanded.
She looked at me with her pouty face but complied with my request.
"Yes, daddy." She removed her shirt and then unfastened her bra. She stood completely naked in front of me, her light skin, now damp with perspiration, glowing in the moonlight.
"Go lay on the hood" barking out another order. She did as I said.
She tip-toed over to the front of the car and laid down on the hood. The metal popped and creaked as she maneuvered into a fuckable position. Her legs parted once more, begging for my cock to return to its rightful place.
"Is this how you want me, Daddy?"
I grabbed my slippery hard cock, and forced myself back inside her tight cunt.
She yelped as I entered her again, "Holy fuck! That's deep! Ugh...fuck me, Daddy!"
Her pussy gripped my cock as I pounded her pussy into submission. Smacking skin and heavy breathing echoed through the park. Any worry about getting caught had vanished. It didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was what was happening on the hood of my car.
I grabbed underneath each of her thighs and spread her further open.
"Oh fuck, I'm think gonna cum" I moaned
Her legs tightened around my waist and locked at her ankles, "Don't pull out"
"What?!?"
"Please cum inside me, Daddy!" She begged.
And that was that. I emptied everything I had, shooting deep inside her fertile womb. The heels of her feet dug into my ass, making sure I remained inside her. I knew I shouldn't, but it was too late now. I groaned a primal growl as I pumped an enormous load into her teenage pussy. When I finished, I could barely stand. All the pent-up frustration was gone, but the reality was starting to sink back in.
Her legs weakened and she released me from her grip. Pulling out, I looked down at her bright red pussy, gaping open.
"That. Was. A lot." She giggled, " I felt it."
I watched as my white creamy seed dripped out of her tiny hole and onto the hood of my car.
Holy shit! What had I done? Not only did I just fuck the babysitter, I just came inside her. Fucking idiot. What if she gets pregnant?
" We should get out of here before we get caught" I pleaded, walking back over to the driver's side, grabbing her clothes, and tossing them over to her. She got dressed and looked over at me with a cheeky smile.
"Did I make you happy, Daddy?" she asked with a crooked smile.
Jesus, this girl was going to get me into so much trouble. As much as it scared me, it also excited me.
"Yes baby girl, Daddy is very happy."