Busty Babysitters Volume 1: Bribing the Sitter

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This is a tribute to the beauty of big breasts. Please send comments good or bad, thank you. Enjoy. John thought that an odd response. "Well...you know we both adore you and thank you for watching them. Kathy was exhausted or she would have told you herself." Do all high school seniors dress that way? He wondered. He had to remind himself that she was eighteen and could dress any damn way she chose. She was an adult now, although just barely. John stood there for a long time staring at the closed door, until his wife called to him from upstairs. 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. Uh...that might not be a good idea," he said. "I don't want you driving home after drinking and I don't want your parents to think that we're...partying here or something. In fact, you probably shouldn't be drinking at all"

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 Foo Fighters rubbish you listen to." John felt like his whole life was turning into Groundhog Day and the only thing he could think about was his barely-legal baby sitter. For God's sake, she was still in high school! Life used to be so much better and he never used to have deviant thoughts about young girls. Andrew could feel her gaze on him. "It was fine, I suppose." he lied. Andrew sensed that she knew he wasn't being honest so he said, "Honestly, Samantha enjoyed it far more than I did." I was looking through your CDs on the stereo," Rachel finished, laughing. "You always get nervous around me."Drink up. It's really good," Rachel said, draining her glass and then filling it up again from the bottle on the table.

Well Tommy couldn't take it anymore. He simply had to molest her. "Maybe she wants it?" he thought. 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." John followed her into the house and was greeted by the unmistakable smell of spaghetti and fresh garlic bread. Uh...good morning Rachel," John said, taking the coffee. "I forgot you were coming over. I guess Kathy gave you a key?"How...really...you like the Foo Fighters?" he asked, wondering how she had come to mention two of his favorite bands. John found himself smiling like an idiot when he got off the phone. She had a way of making him feel like an awkward kid fresh out of high school. He had forgotten to ask her if she needed another ride home tonight. 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.

John knew that he was turning red. This conversation was making it hard to concentrate on driving up the winding country road to Rachel's house. A flash of movement to one side, caught his eye and he realized he should have been paying more attention to the road.John thought it better to keep his thoughts to himself, and they drove home in silence. Why did she have to throw that little barb at him? As they pulled into the driveway, he reminded Kathy that he had to give Rachel a ride home. John could feel her gaze on him. "Oh it was fine," he lied. "Well, Kathy enjoyed it a lot more than I did."

John felt a warmth in his chest. This was how family life should be. Then he caught himself...life is what you make it. Andrew closed the door and went upstairs to finish getting ready. By the time he and his wife came downstairs, Rachel was busy playing with the children in the family room. He noticed that she had put on a long flowing cardigan that had three buttons buttoned that made her clothes look considerably more conservative. Andrew suspected that this was for his wife's benefit or was she just trying to mess with his head? He had been resigned to his fate for a while now. The marriage wasn't all bad and there had been glimmers of hope that it might get better and then of course there were the children. They had tried counseling, but his wife wouldn't do any of the actual work once they got home. She refused to talk to him about any of the issues that were raised in their sessions. She had the opinion that she was right about everything and wasn't open to the chance that she could be wrong. He found himself thinking about Rachel during the opera and cursing himself for his thoughts. Sensing something was still bothering him, Rachel decided to pry, "Is everything ok Mr. Douglas? You always seem to get a bit nervous around me as of late." Andrew knew that he was turning red. He could feel it as it happened. This conversation was making it hard to concentrate on driving the gravel country road to Rachel's house. A flash of movement to one side caught his eye and he realized he should have been paying more attention to the road. A deer darted out from the trees and in front of Samantha's car. He barely had time to break and steer to avoid it. He managed to miss the deer but slid his car onto a spot that was all gravel. The moment the front tire hit the gravel the car lost its traction. Rachel screamed when the car spun out. Andrew heard her cries but was focused on regaining control of the car. He only had two thoughts on his mind... stabilize the car, keep Rachel safe.

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That was another strange response. Andrew was tired, though, and didn't let his mind linger on it. "Are you ready?" He made up his mind to make a concerted effort to connect with his wife again. Maybe she was cold because he was cold. If he tried hard enough and long enough she would come around again. He bought a dozen roses after work on Friday and made reservations for one of her favorite restaurants for Saturday night. When he got home, Kathy was standing in the foyer with two heavy bags and her hands on her hips.