We Put the Baby in Sitter (3 page)

“It’s a long story. And actually, she’s still here,” I moved to his desk, and sat on the edge of it. “Sooo... Charlotte is pretty nice, huh?”

“Yeah, she seemed competent.”

I lowered my voice. “And beautiful.”

“Uh...” He frowned, as if confused. “Sure. I guess so. I didn’t really pay attention.”

“Oh come on, you’d have to be blind. That hair? Those lips? That young, supple figure? She looks a lot like I did at that age. You
had
to have noticed.”

He leaned back in his chair. “What’s going on, Marissa? I know when you’re up to something.”

I flashed him a sly, seductive smile. “I’m just curious if you’re interested in fucking our babysitter.”

His jaw dropped a moment, before he snapped it shut and narrowed his gaze. “Are you messing with me?”

I leaned across the desk, bracing my hands on it and giving him full view of my cleavage. “Nope. I want to know if
you
want to fuck her, because
I
want to fuck her, too.”

His eyes widened. “You’re kidding! Are you kidding?” He sat bolt upright in his chair. “Oh my God, you’re not kidding!”

“Now,” I held up a restraining hand. “I can’t promise anything, but her boyfriend just dumped her because she tried to give him a blow job and didn’t know what to do. I told her
I
could show her... while I give
you
one.” I raised an eyebrow at him, conveying my meaning. “Give her some pointers. I told her we could teach her anything she wants... and she’s in! In fact, I think she’s eager. I know I am.”

As I leaned further across the desk and closer to him, he reached out and wrapped his arms around me, our faces almost touching. “God, you’re so hot.”

“If you think I’m hot
now
, you should have seen me making out with Charlotte.”

“You started without me?” He raised his eyebrows, like a boy who just found out he’d missed the first half hour of trick-or-treating.

“Just a little kissing,” I teased. “Oh, and I might have felt her up a little.”

He snatched me off the desk, pulling me onto his lap and knocking the keyboard and mouse aside in the process. “You have no idea how turned on I am right now.”

“Oh, I think I do. I can feel your excitement right through your khakis.” I winked at him.

He stroked his fingers over my breast, bringing my nipple to a stiff peak through my dress. “What did Charlotte do when you touched her?”

“She loved it. She was soaking wet.”

“God, I’d like to fuck you right here on my desk,” he growled softly, pushing his erection against my ass.

“I wouldn’t mind, but poor Charlotte is waiting. And you still haven’t answered me. Do you want to fuck her?”

“Hell, yes, I want to!” He took my face in his hands and kissed me with more passion than I’d seen from him in months. “God, yes! Have I told you lately that you’re the most amazing wife, ever?”

“I’m always eager to hear it,” I giggled. “Let’s go out there before she changes her mind.”

We walked out into the living room, hand in hand. Charlotte stood, her hands clasped in front of her.

“Hi,” she said.

Kevin smiled. “Hi.”

I stepped in to break the ice. “Why don’t we sit down for a minute?” I took Charlotte’s hand and guided them both to the couch, where I sat between them. That was one sandwich I was thrilled to be in the middle of.

I put my hand on Charlotte’s knee. “I was just telling Kevin about your boyfriend.”

Charlotte blushed. “Yeah, he was such a jerk.”

“And a fool,” Kevin added, angling sideways a little, to face both of us. “Any man in his right mind would bend over backward to be with you. A real man makes sure a girl is comfortable with what she’s doing, and he’s patient with her.”

“That’s just what I told her,” I said, stroking her thigh. “She deserves so much more. A beautiful girl like this should be treated like a queen.”

“No doubt about it,” he agreed. “You’re gorgeous, Charlotte.”

“You think so?”

“Yes! Hasn’t he ever told you that?”

“I guess. Sort of.”

“Well, you are.
He
was the lucky one, and he blew it. He should have been more grateful to have you. Girls have all the power, if they’re willing to use it.”

“We do?” Charlotte looked to me.

“Yes,” I agreed. “Get comfortable with your body, and take control with a man. Tease him. Touch him. Like this...” I nestled closer to her, stroking her thigh, a little higher with each pass. I leaned in, relishing the sweet, clean smell of her. My breasts grazed her arm as I leaned in and kissed her cheek. Then I flickered my tongue against her ear as my hand went higher up her leg. When my hand reached her panties again, this time she opened her legs wider, knowing what came next.

I felt Kevin’s hand on my back, rubbing it, and the warmth of his touch increased my desire for Charlotte. She moaned as I nibbled her earlobe and traced a hand over her mound, circling over the fabric. Then I slipped my hand underneath, sliding my finger into her wet folds.

“Does this feel good?” I asked.

“Uh huh,” she nodded.

“If something feels good on your body, it’s likely it will feel good to a guy. The pussies and cocks are a little different, but a lot of other stuff feels the same for women and men. Stroking, touching, licking, sucking... pay attention, and you’ll learn a lot.”

I leaned in to kiss her, and I could feel her breath coming in shaky pants as I found her little clit, and pressed against it. “This is your clit, Charlotte. If you’ve masturbated, you know where it is.” I pressed a little harder, while making a circling motion. “If not... you’re in for a treat.”

She moaned, bucking her hips upward. Her lips parted as she let her head fall back. I leaned over her and kissed her. She reacted, kissing me back, her fervor increasing as I stroked and manipulated her clit faster. Soon her arms were around my waist, and my body was pressed against the length of hers.

Behind me, I heard Kevin’s own breath becoming labored. His hand moved from my back down to my ass, caressing it, and moving even lower.

Charlotte’s body began to tremble, and I sensed she was close. I wanted to keep her on edge, so rather than let her come, I pulled my hand away and moved it to her breast.

“Noooo...” she whined, squirming. “Don’t stop, please.”

“I want you to experience so much more than a quick orgasm, Charlotte.” I kissed her, and slipped my hand into the low neckline of her shirt and her bra, then grazed her peaked nipple. “I can do things to you that will make this seem like child’s play.”

She opened her eyes and gazed into mine, their dark depths betraying a desperate arousal. She nodded. “Okay. Okay, let’s do it. Whatever you want. Keep going, please.” She cast Kevin a shy glance.

“Trust me, he’s even better at this than I am. And you’ll get twice the attention.”

“Okay.”

“Let’s show you how to do a blow job. You’re worked up, and that’s a great time to do it, while you’re horny and in the mood.”

She nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, let’s do it.” She was breathy and excited now, and the way Kevin was shifting and adjusting himself, I could tell he had enjoyed our little show.

“First, let’s give him a little something to look at while we’re ‘working’.” I stood, untying the tight black wrap dress I wore, and letting it fall to the floor.

Charlotte looked up at me, her mouth slack as I stood there wearing only my black lace thong, sheer bra, and heels. “Wow,” she said, taking me all in.

I smiled. “Would you like me to help you?”

She said nothing, but stood up in front of me. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse, while she continued to let her eyes roam my body. I felt more sexy and desirable than I had since I was in college. Nothing boosted the ego like having a young girl who thought your body was amazing.

I pulled open her blouse to reveal a pink lace underwire bra. I could see a hint of her tan nipples. “God, you are so sweet and sexy.” I moved behind her so Kevin could see as I pulled the blouse off her arms. “Isn’t she gorgeous?”

“Hell, yeah. You’re incredible, Charlotte.” His gaze slowly took in every inch of her as I unzipped her skirt and slipped off it off from behind.

“Mm, look at this tight ass.” I cupped it, giving it a squeeze, as I trailed my hand down her back. She shivered at my touch.

“Step out of that skirt,” I ordered.

She complied, kicking off her shoes as well. I took her hand and we both knelt in front of Kevin.

“God, you both look so good,” he murmured.

We exchanged glances, smiling. Charlotte looked reasonably relaxed, and eager to see Kevin’s cock revealed.

I undid Kevin’s belt, unfastened his pants, and lowered the zipper, keeping my eyes on him. When I pulled at his waistband, he lifted off the couch a little, and I slid his pants down.

“Oh my God!” Charlotte burst out.

Kevin grinned. “Now that’s what a man likes to hear!”

I leaned forward and teased the tip of his cock with my tongue, then glanced at Charlotte, who watched with fascination. “Start out slow. Tease him. Torture him.” I swirled around the head, knowing that all he wanted was to be inside my mouth. “But take your cues from him. Watch his hips.”

I put the head of his cock in my mouth, sucking on it. He bucked upwards, wanting me further down the shaft, but I pulled back, staying in charge. I took my time with him, in between giving Charlotte advice. “Take control. Make him
really
want it. Stretch it out.” I pulled more of him in, my lips just barely skimming the sensitive ridge of flesh on the underside of his cock.

He tried again to push himself further, but I just pulled back, making him groan. I sucked up and down over one inch of his cock, always stopping just short of that spot. Then I pulled off again, whispering just over the tip of him. “If he starts getting too eager, or sounding too frustrated, move on a little quicker. Otherwise, take your time. Make it last. He’ll hate it, but also love it even more.”

I licked around his shaft with flickering, feathery touches of my tongue. “You can make a guy come pretty fast when he’s already hard, but if you’re not just giving him a quickie BJ, then make it worth his while. Now watch what I do, and watch how he reacts.”

I popped his cock back in my mouth, and he groaned, reaching out to stroke my hair. With a slow up and down motion, I sucked the end of his cock. His breathing quickened, and I knew my pace was agonizingly slow for him. But that only ramped up his desire. I edged down his cock, until at last the most sensitive part was under my tongue.

His hands reached out, first gently holding the sides of my head, then adding pressure, trying to force me to go faster. Every time he tried that, I backed off until only the tip remained in my mouth, and I stilled my movements. He groaned again, bucking his hips, desperate to thrust his full length deep down my throat. When he let go of my head, or let up on the pressure, I’d begin again.

After a few minutes, he at last managed to keep his hands off long enough for me to get him in all the way to the hilt. As a reward, I picked up the pace a little, sliding up and down his cock, and twisting my head as I went, adding a spiraling sensation to the sucking.

Charlotte leaned in to get a better look, and Kevin reached out to stroke her hair. That turned me on, so I gave in and sucked even faster, stroking my tongue side-to-side across that ridge of flesh with each pass. Before long he was panting, leaning back against the couch, with his head lifted to watch me.

“Oh yeah... oh God, that’s good,” he murmured.

I made noises as I sucked him, to show how much I was enjoying it. I could feel myself getting wetter, and it was torture to continue everything at a slow pace. All I wanted to do was strip Charlotte’s lingerie off and get a taste of that young pussy. I hadn’t gone quite that far with my roommate, and I had to admit, I was dying to go all the way with my sweet sitter.

Soon Kevin was at his limit. He was thrusting upward into my mouth, and I had to lift my chin more to keep from gagging. He was panting and desperate, one hand clinging to Charlotte’s shoulder.

Charlotte was becoming more at ease, stroking her hand across Kevin’s skin right above his cock. That made him all the more riled up, and I almost missed the cue and let him come. But he hadn’t had the
real
fun yet.

I popped off his cock with no warning, enjoying the frustrated groan as he was cut off just before coming. I flashed Charlotte an evil grin. “If you want to drive a man crazy, and make the whole experience last, don’t let him come. Slow down or stop, and let him regain control, then start all over again.”

“Doesn’t your mouth get tired?”

“Sure, sometimes. If it does, switch to a handie for a while, and just give a lick here or there, while your jaw recovers.”

Kevin’s eyes were pleading, and his hips still pulsed upward, missing my mouth.

“Okay Charlotte, now it’s your turn.”

I moved over to make room for her between Kevin’s legs. I couldn’t believe I was about to not only let a teenage girl suck my husband’s cock, but I was going to watch.

And enjoy it,
I thought, my pussy already throbbing.

Gingerly, she took hold of my husband’s cock, leaning forward and flicking out her tongue. I encouraged her to keep going, and she licked and swirled her tongue around it, copying the movements I started with.

Kevin reached out for me, and I took his hand. Our eyes met, and I saw his desperation- he
really
wanted to be sucked hard. But this was about Charlotte, and besides that, I knew if she sucked him hard right away it would all be over, and he’d be kicking himself for not holding out. He needed to slow down. I gave him a look, and a reassuring squeeze, and he got the message.

We both shifted our attention back to Charlotte, who was doing an impressive, although tentative, job at mimicking my performance. Her mouth was smaller and narrower than mine, and I was curious at how the difference felt to Kevin.

“Okay, good girl. Now go a little faster, and take him in a little deeper.”

She obeyed, and I could see Kevin relax a little, his frustration somewhat relieved as her head bobbed up and down.