Busty Babysitters Volume 1: Bribing the Sitter

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My mom," she replied. "Well, she started me off, but I absolutely love to cook and I've taken some classes at the community college already." Oh there you are, sleepy head." Rachel leaned out of the kitchen doorway. "We thought we heard you coming down the stairs." She held out a cup of coffee to him. Don't get me wrong, I don't like huge bowling ball tits, but I do love full, wide breasts that are, perhaps, one good cup size bigger than what most guys would consider big. I mean, a C cup on most women looks pretty damn nice, especially once they take their bras off, but a D cup is even better, and a double-D, if nicely shaped, can be just super perfect. At last, the show was over. "That was an excellent performance, don't you think?" his wife asked as they made their way out to the car. "Much better than that awful rubbish you listen to."

I don't mind," Rachel said, beaming at him. "Have a great day Mr. Greene," she called after him as he walked out the front door. Okay...I guess we'll see you on Saturday then." He cleared his throat and broke the awkward silence. How long had he been standing there trying not to look at her chest and not saying anything?

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As the weekend approached, John decided that the problem was him. His whole attitude about life and his marriage and his career was the problem. He decided that, thinking about his babysitter was a direct result of his negativity. She was exciting and different. That was all. He would change and with his mental change he could change his life and his marriage and his job and everything else for the better. There had to be a way to break through to Kathy. She wasn't a bitch when he married her. She had changed somehow. He would figure it out and come up with a plan. He wasn't about to give up. The rest of the weekend was non-descript and Monday came just a little too fast. The following week was a long exercise in de-motivation. Terms of service: You agree that you are making use of our services at your own risk, and that they are being provided to you on an "AS IS" and "AS AVAILABLE" basis. Accordingly, to the extent permitted by applicable law, we exclude all express or implied warranties, terms and conditions including, but not limited to, implied warranties of content, fitness for a particular purpose, and non-infringement.

Yes, of course, you can!" he exclaimed with a bit more enthusiasm than he intended. "Sorry, Rachel. It was a long week and I'm exhausted." He stood to the side allowing her to saunter past him. There, she had said it. Rachel had come out with one of those cold hard truths that most people don't talk about openly. Was she tipsy already? John had only seen her drink two glasses but the bottle was empty already. "The kids are already in bed and just waiting for you to say goodnight to them." Well Tommy couldn't take it anymore. He simply had to molest her. "Maybe she wants it?" he thought. Uh...good morning Rachel," John said, taking the coffee. "I forgot you were coming over. I guess Kathy gave you a key?"

When Andrew arrived home he left the car outside the garage as he wanted to walk up to the door with a good attitude and show Samantha that he was ready to make things better. That plan however went sideways almost immediately when he opened the front door and there, standing ten feet in front of him, was Samantha. His wife had a cross look on her face and she was standing in the foyer with two heavy bags and her hands on her hips.

Life used to be so much better and he never used to have deviant thoughts about young girls. As the weekend approached, Andrew decided that the problem was him. His whole attitude about life, his career, and his marriage was the problem. He decided that thinking about his babysitter was a direct result of his negativity. She was exciting and different. That was all. He would change and with his mental change he could change his life and his marriage and his job and everything else for the better. There had to be a way to break through to Samantha. She wasn't a bitch when he married her. They use to have amazing chemistry and went out and had good times together. At some point in time, things changed and it wasn't because they had kids. Their problems started before Samantha got pregnant. That really is good," John said. "How were you planning on getting home?" he asked, changing the subject. Drink up. It's really good," Rachel said, draining her glass and then filling it up again from the bottle on the table. A deer darted out from the trees and in front of John's car. He barely had time to brake and steer to avoid it. He managed to miss the deer but slid his car off of the road and into some brush on the side. Rachel screamed as the car came to a stop. Rachel leaned partially out of the doorway and gave her mother a thumbs up indicating that I had no problem giving her a ride home. I heard two honks from the car and I waved at her mother who looked all dolled up. I wave at her and watch her speed happily away.

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You're welcome," Andrew replied. "You deserve every penny. Samantha and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you." Wow. Thank you," John said sitting down at the table and digging in. He couldn't remember the last time he had eaten a hot breakfast at home. Kathy just decided one day that she was done cooking.