Bedding the Babysitter (4 page)

“You’re going to come all over my face, and then I’m
going to pound this pussy so that you can’t walk straight tomorrow.”

“Yes,” she said.

He teased her ass, never penetrating her, only getting
her used to his touch. She rode his face, and he loved the taste and scent of
her pussy.

She was a tasty morsel, and he was ravenous.

“Oh, Jon,” she said.

Elise rested on his thighs as she rode his face. Her
orgasm rushing over her, and he swallowed all of her cream.

When it was over, he lifted her up, slid out, and
didn’t give her the chance to move away. Still holding onto her hips, he found
her wet heat, and slammed home. She was so slick that he didn’t even need to
guide himself in.

She took all of him, and he groaned as her warmth
surrounded him.

“Yeah, baby, fuck!”

Unable to control himself, he gripped her hips, and
did as he promised, pounding deep into her pussy, giving her everything. He
didn’t hold back as she took his cock.

“My woman, fuck, Elise, you were right here.”

“Fuck me, Jon, make it burn.”

They were totally lost on each other, neither caring

He couldn’t let her go, not now, not knowing how good
it felt to be with her.

Jon fucked her hard, stroking over her clit so that
she found another orgasm with him before he exploded within her.

This time he didn’t pull out of her to watch his cum
fall from her pussy. Lying on the bed with her ass nestled against his pelvis,
he held her tight against him, one hand resting on her hip and the other
cupping one of her perfect, large tits.

“Wow,” she said.

“How did we not do this before?” he asked.

“It would have been illegal.”

“After your eighteenth birthday it wouldn’t have
been.”

“You still saw me as a kid,” she said. “The kid who
looked after your babies.”

“I can promise you, I don’t see you as a kid anymore.”
He squeezed her breast a little tighter, and she laughed.

“No, I’m not. I’m a lady looking for experience.”

“You can have all the experience you want here.” He
kissed her neck.

Elise sighed. “I missed coming to babysit for you. Is
that sad?”

“I don’t think so. It’s me.”

“Mom told me about all the other sitters bailing on
you.”

“Yeah, my kids are evil when they don’t get what they
want. They wanted you.”

“They’re good kids.”

He kissed her shoulder, pleased that she liked his
kids. He loved them of course, but he was supposed to.

“Do they ever see their mother?”

“No. She wants nothing to do with them. I can’t even
believe I married that bitch.”

“You’re not still married are you? I mean, I thought
you divorced.”

“No. I divorced her the moment I caught her cheating.
I didn’t want her around my kids with that kind of behavior.”

“I didn’t think she was around them. I don’t remember
them ever getting anything from her.”

“To be honest, the twins don’t really care. They spend
more time talking about you.”

She turned her head, and he smiled down at her.

“I like this,” she said.

“Me too.”

Chapter Six

“What are you studying in college?” Jon asked.

Elise smiled. “I’ve told you many times before when
we’ve bumped into each other.” She grabbed the rotisserie chicken out of the
fridge, along with the ingredients to make the salad and dressing.

She wore one of his large shirts, and they had finally
left the bedroom after making love twice more, and taking a shower. Her stomach
had growled, and so had his, giving them no choice but to come down and eat.

“Remind me again.”

“I’m studying business because I’m hoping that one day
that I’ll be working for myself.”

“Like I do?”

“Not a gym obviously, but something that will be fun
for me to do. You know, maybe take my food to the next level, or maybe open up
an artisan shop, selling specialty goods.” She nudged him with her hip, happy
that she could be herself around him.

“You’re going to stay close to home? Not moving to the
big city?”

“I don’t think so. I’m a small town girl, and happy to
be so as well.” She started to chop the vegetables for the salad. Jon stood
close to her.

His body surrounded her, making it hard for her to
concentrate on anything but him.

“You’ve got to head back to college right?”

“Yeah, I’ve got like another couple of semesters, and
then I can finish within the next year. I took extra classes so I could finish
early. I don’t like being away from what comforts me.”

She had missed home something fierce. In the
beginning, she’d tried to embrace the partying and experimenting, but the truth
was, she wasn’t that kind of woman. Elise knew what she liked, and she didn’t
see the need to change herself for other people.

He paused, and she looked up at him to find that he
looked troubled.

“What is it?” she asked.

“This isn’t just sex for me. I want to get it out in
the open. I’m not using you for a bit of fun. I like you, Elise, and I see this
going somewhere, and I’d like it to be with you. My kids like you, so it’s not
like they’re going to be a big shock.”

“What are you trying to say?”

“I want to go on a few dates with you. Just us,
leaving this house, together. I don’t want it to be a secret. George and Alicia
love you, and I’m sure they’d be more than happy to know you’re my girlfriend.”

“You want to date me?”

“I don’t want us to hide. When you go to college, I
don’t want other men thinking they’ve got a chance at you.”

Elise couldn’t help but smile. “That is … sweet.”

“I’m being serious here.”

“So am I. No one has ever said anything like that. You
want us to be exclusive, like boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Yes. I’m not embarrassed to call you mine,” he said,
cupping her face. “Be mine, Elise.”

She covered his hands with her own. “Yes. I’ll be
yours. I want to finish college though, and I don’t want to jump into this. The
twins may love me now, but they may also hate me. Being a babysitter is
different from being a girlfriend.”

“Would you like me to tell your parents?” he asked.

“No. I’ll do it. Are you sure about this?”

“Yes.” He tilted her head back, locking his lips
against hers.

She melted as he slid his tongue against hers, seeking
entrance into her mouth. Elise opened for him, more than happy to give him what
he wanted.

****

The following morning, Elise let herself in, tiptoeing
down the long hall, hoping her mother was out in the garden, or doing something
that meant she wouldn’t notice her daughter’s absence.

“Don’t even think of trying to sneak off. Your father
believes you got in late, but I know your bed hasn’t been slept in.”

She turned to find her mother standing there with her
arms folded.

“Morning.”

“You didn’t call or text. This is the modern world,
and you don’t text.”

“I was kind of busy.”

“Doing what?”

“Mr. Ross.” Elise slapped her hand to her mouth,
shocked that she had said that.

Her mother pressed her lips together but it wasn’t in
annoyance. She was trying not to laugh. “You were doing Mr. Ross. Elise, if you
were younger I’d have sent you to your room for your smart mouth.”

“I’m twenty-one.”

“I know, and it looks like you could use some coffee.”

Her mother turned to head back into the kitchen, and
she cringed at what she had said.

“Doing Mr. Ross, what the hell was I thinking?” she mumbled
to herself as she followed her mother into the kitchen, sitting at the counter.

The scent of coffee was a welcoming one. Her mother
placed a cup in front of her, and she stayed standing.

“So the guy you were going to meet yesterday was Jon
Ross?”

“Yes.” She spoke the word slowly. “Are you mad?”

“Why would I be mad?”

“I babysit for him.”

“Elise, you’ve had a crush on the man since you were a
young teenage girl. Unless you tell me right here and right now that he abused
his position and hurt you, then I don’t have a problem.”

“Jon would never do that. He’s not that kind of guy.
You’re not mad?”

“You’re a young woman, twenty-one years old. You can
make your own decisions now, right?”

“Yeah, I guess. You’re not going to try and talk me
out of it?”

“Honey, your father is ten years older than I am. I’ve
got no problem with you loving a man who is older than you. There’s a lot to
learn from them.” Her mom gave a wink, which made her cringe.

“Gross, Mom, totally gross. I may be old enough to
know you both had sex, and deal with it, but I don’t need that kind of open
reminder.” Elise held her hand up, shaking her head. “Gross.”

Her mother was laughing. “You should see your face.
It’s worth it. Do you want me to break the news to your dad that you’re dating
Jon?”

“Do you think he’ll care?”

“Your father will care. He loves you a great deal. No
one is ever going to be good enough for his little girl.” She was pulled into a
hug. “You do know he has kids, right?”

“Yes, I babysit them remember?”

“Yeah, I remember. I also remember they’re supposed to
be the devil’s kids.”

“They’re not.”

“Let’s hope they like you now that you’re going to be
their stepmom.”

She shook her head as she made her way upstairs.

Elise was afraid that the kids would no longer like
her if she was to become their step-anything.

Easy, baby steps.

There was no need to get ahead of herself.

****

The following day, Elise waited at the local
restaurant for Jon to bring the twins. She had already taken a seat at the
table, and she was nervous as hell. What was she supposed to do? God, what if
the kids hated her now, and had only liked her because she was the babysitter?

Tucking her hair behind her ears, she let out a
breath, trying to find ways to look cool, or calm, or anything.

“I can do this. I’ve been babysitting the twins for
years.”

Folding her arms, she stared at the door, aware of
several people glancing her way.

She never sat alone in a restaurant.

It wasn’t her style, but this time she wasn’t here for
herself.

When she thought she was about to throw up with her
nerves, she watched as Jon led George and Alicia into the restaurant.

Everything inside her just relaxed at the sight of
them.

This was what she wanted.

Standing up, she eased out the chairs, helping first
Alicia, and then George.

“I’m sorry we’re late,” Jon said. “Alicia needed to
use the bathroom.”

“Elise doesn’t mind.”

“I don’t.” She smiled down at Alicia before looking up
at Jon.

He cupped her cheek and pressed a kiss to her lips.

Both kids gasped, and she pulled away to see them
covering their mouths.

“
Erm
.” Her cheeks were
bright red, and she sat down, more than aware of the whispers going on.

She looked at Jon just as he sat down, too.

“Are you dating my dad?” George asked.

Elise glanced at George.

Jon reached across the table, and she took his hand,
grateful for his support. “Yes, Elise is dating me.”

“Does that mean you won’t like us anymore?” Alicia
asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, stepmoms are only ever nice when Daddies are
around. You’re nice all the time. Are you going to be mean and stop making
cake, and being nice?”

“No, of course not.” She let go of Jon to hold onto
Alicia’s hand. “I love you guys very much, and I would never be horrible or
mean.”

“What does this mean?” George asked.

“It means that Elise will be staying with us
sometimes, and she’ll be home in the morning sometimes, and we’ll do things
together as a family.”

“Does this happen with all babysitters?” Alicia asked.

“No, not all of them,” Elise said.

“Do you love my dad?” George asked.

Her cheeks were on fire. She hadn’t told Jon that she
loved him. “Yes, I do.” She meant it as well.

Glancing over at him, she saw he was smiling. “I love
you, too.”

His words warmed her up from the inside out.

It may not be orthodox, or something out of a porn
film, but this babysitter had fallen in love, not only with the man, but also
with his adorable kids.

“Are you staying forever?” Alicia asked.

“She has to finish college soon, and when she
graduates, we’re going to be there, aren’t we?”

They all cheered, and in that moment, she didn’t want
to go back to college. She wanted to stay home, and finally live out her dream.