1. The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 2: Crossing the Line


    Date: 7/21/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Erotica, Exhibitionism, First Time, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Author: dave_tkd, Rating: 94.2, Source: sexstories.com

    the material, and picture the way her pussy would push against the crotch. “Oh my God! Mr Price?” I spun to find the babysitter, open mouthed, standing in the doorway. “What are doing with my underwear?” Every muscle froze. I had no excuse, no way to explain this away. Even if I came up with something, she would see right through it. I clumsily placed them back in the bag and stepped away. “Jenna, I-” “Were you smelling my panties?” I couldn’t figure her reaction, she just stood, open-mouthed. “Um. I guess I uh...” I felt so ashamed and disgusted with myself. The fleeting moments of gratification were suddenly not worth the consequence. How the fuck was I gonna explain to my wife? “Jenna I am so sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking, please don’t freak out.” “I’m not gonna freak out Mr Price, but I think-“ The sound of Amy crying broke the atmosphere, my attention shifted between the sound of my baby and the demanding expression on Jenna’s face. I still wasn’t sure if I was looking at anger, disgust, or turmoil. On the other hand, maybe it was a mix of all of those. Nevertheless, I saw an excuse to retreat, even if just figure out how I could turn this round. “Um Jenna, I’d better see to Amy”. It took a few long, agonising seconds for her to acknowledge me. Her expression did not change, but eventually Jenna’s defensive posture shifted to the side and allowed me to slip away like the freak I had become. Amy took ages to settle back down, all the while my brain cycled ...
    through the available options. Eventually, I felt brave enough to continue my trial with Jenna, but discovered she had already gone to bed. I withdrew to my own bedroom and buried my head in my hands, defeated, wondering how the fuck I was going to make this right. At some point, I must have drifted to sleep. I wasn’t sure what time I woke, but I felt like crap. My head was spinning, nerves shot, and my mouth was dry. I got up and opened the bedroom door into the dark hallway. No one else appeared to be about. I checked in on Amy and then headed to the kitchen, noticing that someone had left the light on. I stopped in my tracks when I opened the door and found Jenna sitting at the kitchen table, nursing a mug of hot chocolate in her hands. She offered a meek smile. “I couldn’t sleep. Figured a hot drink might help, Want one?” Her tone was solemn, not like the Jenna I knew. I nodded and watched her as she stood and grabbed a mug from the rack. Normally I’d be ogling at the pink night tee she wore. I hadn’t noticed it earlier in all the drama, but it was one of those with the wide neck at the top. It also left her smooth legs exposed from the middle of her thighs to the pink, striped, bed socks on her feet. However, right now, I was simply not in the mood. She returned to the table and we sat across from each other, sipping cocoa in silence. Jenna was the one who eventually broke it. “We should probably talk about earlier.” “I suppose we probably should.” I agreed, I still could not ...
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