1. The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 1: The New Arrangement


    Date: 1/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Author: dave_tkd, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    husband. “Oh, there is just one thing Jenna. You will need to make sure Andy stops work at half five, otherwise he’ll just work on and on and you’ll never get home.” The two shared the mildly sexist joke at my expense before Kate gave Amy a goodbye kiss and headed out the door. There seemed to be a slightly awkward pause, as if Jenna was surprised at the lack of affection between my wife and me. Amy broke the tension with her happy little coos as she explored the woolly texture of Jenna’s winter sweater. She often dressed very modestly, usually jeans with a sweater or long-sleeved top. It reinforced the view we had of this homely, well-mannered, young woman. “Come wave b-bye to Mummy.” She cooed to Amy, taking my daughters arm and mimicking a gentle farewell. “Phoof. I think this little princess just did something a little un-lady-like” Jenna took a closer sniff and recoiled a little. “Yep, I’ll get her changed Mr Price.” “Thanks Jenna, I’d better get back to work anyway.” “No probs.” She closed the door as the Taxi pulled away, shivering at the outside chill invading the hall. “Listen, I know this whole thing is new for both of us, and it might sound a little strange since my office is just upstairs, but it’s better for me if we could pretend like I’m not here, if that makes any sense to you?” She smiled, understanding the request. “It’s fine Mr Price, my dad works from home too, sometimes. He still dresses in a shirt and tie, or even his full Sunday dress, even insists we ...
    only address him as Pastor between nine and five. He says it helps him stay focused.” I caught the scent of perfume as she walked past, like melon and bubble-gum, but before it could settle in the air it was drowned by the stench of soiled nappy. I found myself thinking that this might not be a bad arrangement after all. * The new arrangement had been working well for almost a month now. Kate seemed happier now that she was back into work and able to balance life at home while playing the Career Mom for all her friends to envy - a less snippy Kate was always a bonus for me too. I was also quite enjoying my home days. The quiet environment was more productive, I could spend a little more time with Amy. And having Jenna around was a soft relief in comparison to a bossier Kate, though I don’t’ think I had the guts to admit that – not even to myself. Jenna always presented herself as a free spirit, like a colourful butterfly dancing between summer flowers. I suppose it reminded me of younger happier times. She had limitless time and energy for Amy and seeing the pair giggle and pull faces and make mess in our minimalist and immaculate sitting room seemed to warm the place up. It was Friday, Kate was on a 10-hour shift, and I was trying to wind things down to leave my weekend free. I decided to work into the afternoon, finding a bit of a roll in concentration and using it to bury myself in spreadsheets and line charts. Sometime around three, the intercom buzzed through from the ...
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