Falling for the Babysitter

Chapter 10

“What are you doing?” I whisper to the window.

Her hands slide over her breasts and my cock hardens at the sight of her. When her head tilts back, I know she’s enjoying the feel of her own skin, and I wonder if she’s thinking of me. She glances out her window, looking right at my room. My light is off so I know she can’t see me, but she’s looking. Is she hoping I’m watching? Is she hoping to see me too? Well, I’m watching, sexy girl, so give me a show. She knows her curtains are open. She knows someone might see her. Luckily, Sam’s room is on the other side of the house. She must know that, right? Did she come into my room? I picture her in here, looking through my things, rubbing herself against something that she thinks I might smell. Grinding against my pillow.

Probably not, but the fantasy brings my body to life. I watch her touching, rubbing herself and I reach into my boxers, taking myself in my hand and start to rub. She turns her back to me. I can just see the swell of her hips but nothing below. From this angle it looks as though she’s not wearing panties. She reaches behind her back, unhooking her bra. It drops to the ground.

I’m fully erect, my cock so hard it aches. I jerk it harder, resting my other hand on the windowsill to hold myself up. She’s doing something with her hand in front of her. Has it slipped between her legs? I don’t know, but again, I tell myself that’s what she’s doing. Beating faster, I’m almost there, my breath rushing from my lungs, balls tightening. It’s coming, that pressure, the buildup before the explosion. Stroking, stroking, until finally release.

the mess, I watch her until she puts on her nightgown and the light goes off, then I flop back in bed and

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Remy

was. I made sure to stand exactly where I knew he’d be able to see me. If I’d have known for sure, I would’ve shown him more skin. But on the off chance I was facing Sam’s room, I didn’t want to come off vulgar. The curtains were just open enough to where it might’ve looked like

I’ve never been that reckless before. It felt

next door, I go downstairs, sit at the kitchen, swirling cream and sugar into my coffee. I can’t stop thinking about him and how close we came to kissing. What more could’ve happened between us had Sam not walked in? Much more, I’m sure. We might’ve even gone

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