Babysitter Cures the Blues: An Erotic Short
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Robyn, a sophomore in college, has been babysitting
for the Jenson family since she started high school, so she’s almost like part
of the family. She still stays with the Jenson boys once a week to give Mom a
little play time.
That all comes to a screeching halt one day
when she arrives at the Jenson house and all she finds is a note - a note
containing some bad, bad news. While her thoughts are still reeling from this,
Mr. Jenson calls. He’s been out of town for months and very anxious to get home
to his family. Now he’s fifty miles away with a broken down car. Robyn happily
offers to pick him up. This will give them a chance to talk, because she has
something to tell him that she’s sure is going to break his heart.
Then an unexpected thunderstorm changes their
plans and they end up in a motel room where more than one secret is revealed.
Will Robyn be able to mend Mr. Jenson’s broken heart or will he be the one who
gives her the special attention she needs?
This story contains one handsome older man and
a younger woman who shows him that his life is about to get a lot more
adventurous!
4500 wds.
Excerpt:
Then Mr. Jenson took a deep shuddering breath
and kissed me again. And this time his lips brushed against mine tenderly. My
hands slid up his broad shoulders, fingers curled in the still damp hair at the
nape of his neck and I did what I’d day dreamed about for a long, long time. I
encouraged him to continue kissing me. Our lips moved together sensuously and I
pressed my aching breasts into his chest. Now those bolts of lightning were
rocketing through me, causing me to melt against him.
Soon, he was holding me differently, hands
sliding down my back while his tongue explored my open mouth. Both were
creating a heat I’d experienced before but never a desire of this magnitude. There
was no way I could stop what was going to happen…nor did I want it to stop.
“Robyn,” he breathed when we came up for air. “I
don’t know what came over me.”
“It’s okay, Mr. Jenson,” I said. “I want it,
too.” I placed my fingers on his stubbled cheeks. How I loved the way it felt,
rough against my skin.
“Are you sure?”
“More than you could ever imagine,” I told
him.
“Don’t you have a boyfriend or something?”
I kissed him. “Nope. And, currently, you don’t
have a wife either. Let’s just think about right now, tonight.”
Thunder rattled the windows and the wind
roared outside but we barely heard it.
With a groan, he pressed me back against the
mattress and we kissed again, long and deep. I squirmed beneath him and spread
my legs slightly knowing that shirt was going to slide up. Soon he was going to
know I wasn’t wearing panties.
