I decided to take on the babysitter gig for a while to make some extra cash. My very first gig was also my last to date.
Walking up the walkway to the front door my stomach was in knots. I hadn’t done this in such a long time. I took a deep breath and rang the bell. Here goes nothing. When he opened the door, it took everything in me to keep from gasping at his beauty. He ushered me in with a smile and introduced me to my ward for the evening before shooing him off to his room. Sitting next to me on the couch he explained that he was a single father. As he gave me the numbers I may need for the evening in case of an emergency, I sat next to him mesmerized. My nipples were getting hard and there was no way that I could hide them. He leaned over and ran his fingers across them through my shirt and I shivered. Pushing me back on the couch he covered my mouth with his and slid his hand up my skirt in one swift motion. Spreading my legs for him I moaned into his mouth. Before I knew what was happening he was between my legs, my panties pushed aside and his massive cock was pushing into my wet pussy. Just as quickly as he entered me, he unloaded his balls inside me and was up and out the door, leaving me breathless. When he got home he fucked me again only this time it lasted all night long. That was over a month ago, since then he has made me his babysitter phone sex whore. Calling me every night we fuck each other with our words, cumming together on our end of the phone line. He says he is making me wait exactly two months before we fuck again face to face. It is an erotic torture, this game of cat and mouse that he is playing.