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Babysitting Done Wrong
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Babysitting Done Wrong If you've read some of my other stories, your know that "babysitting" is how my husband refers to my dates with cubs. Lol Teasing me about the age difference, maybe trying to make me feel old. It doesn't work though. I find my boys to be so... hot. There was this one time... wait, back up a bit. Long time ago, not sure how long... I met a cub I call D. Just D. He's a bit pervy, my D. Loves to hear about my other cubs even when we are already fucking. Seems to get him going. Would readily share me with another cub if I asked. He's very oral, and very attentive. He quite often just stares into my eyes to watch me climax, over and over while we go at it. We have a lot of fun together.  So it had been a while, and we chatted about how nice it would be to get together while I had time... but he was baby sitting for his brother all week. I mean, A REAL baby (I'm sorry, but Ewwwwww!) The timing sucked because he just came off a super long work week, and so did I... with another one following close behind. This one day was about the only day for weeks that we could meet. "My baby niece has had a cold, so she's cranky, so I'm cranky. She's just started sleeping again. I'd love to see you, but..." I knew this was a bad idea... "Sure. Try it. Bring her. Maybe she'll sleep..." WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING? "This may be a disaster," he said. MAY be? No shit! But he came, I opened the door and let him in, carrying a sleeping pink alien in a carseat. Ew. I showed him to the corner where I had turned out the lights and turned on elevator music on the TV. We covered the seat with her blanket. "We are going to hell," I commented as I undressed him, across the room and out of sight of the little sleeping creature. As you probably have heard me say, I'm not good at quiet. I'm just not. I express myself. Often and with enthusiasm. But I tried to keep it down to a dull roar. At one point we heard a little cry... We froze like a dirty statue, ears cocked, wondering if the jig was up... She fell back asleep. We got through our first round, and lay whispering how lucky we had been so far, then decide to tempt fate with a second go. I guess things got a little hot because I heard myself make a noise that had an immediate reaction. Just a quiet fussing, but we knew that was the tip of the iceberg. We gave in, and dressed. Well that was... well, odd. But still fun. Better than nothing! "Wow, we sure got lucky!" he said."She slept through the whole thing. My brother would kill me if he knew." He kissed me good-by and carried the little plastic baby carrier out the door. Definitely going to hell. Oh well, from what i understand, all the fun people will be there. Goodnight, my little lambs. Sweet naughty dreams. |
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"...We froze like a dirty statue, ears cocked, wondering if the jig was up..." ---------------------------------------------------- Priceless !!!!  Cheers my lady ! P
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Sweet, naughty dreams, my lambs 
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