Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Busty Baby Sitter: EP2

John looked away and opened the door letting Rachel exit first. They got in the car and John started the long

drive to Rachel's house. She had been their babysitter for the past three years and that first year, Kathy and John

took turns driving her home. It had been awhile since John had been alone in the car with her and he was having

trouble finding something to say.

Rachel saved him the trouble. "How was the opera Mr. Greene?"

John could feel her gaze on him. "Oh it was fine," he lied. "Well, Kathy enjoyed it a lot more than I did."

"I bet," Rachel replied. "I'm sure you would have been much happier at a Foo Fighters or Def Tones concert."

"How... really... you like the Foo Fighters?" he asked, wondering how she had cto mention two of his favorite

bands.

"Yes. | love both of them, and | know you do too. You're really funny."

"I try," John replied, feeling out of skind of loop.

"I was looking through your CDs on the stereo," Rachel finished, laughing. "You always get nervous around me."

There, she had said it. Rachel had cout with one of those cold hard truths that most people don't talk about

openly. "Don't say that. I... | don't," John fumbled over his words. Who was the adult here?

"I'm just kidding with you. You're turning all red by the way," she replied.

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.

A deer darted out from the trees and in front of John's car. He barely had tto brake and steer to avoid it. He

managed to miss the deer but slid his car off of the road and into sbrush on the side. Rachel screamed as

the car cto a stop.

John's heart was racing. He reached across to grab Rachel's arm and accidentally brushed one of her enormous

boobs.

"Oh, my fucking God!" she exclaimed, breathing hard and looking over at John.

"Are you okay?" he asked, staring into her big blue eyes.

"Yes," Rachel mouthed, without making a sound, staring back so hard at John that it almost hurt him to turn

away.

John's eyes drifted down to Rachel's heaving chest as she fought to control her breathing. It was mesmerizing.

"We're okay," John said, lifting his gaze back to her eyes.

He squeezed her hand a little too hard. "We're okay," he said again.

Rachel nodded and squeezed back. Her little hand felt so warm and her skin felt electric against his.

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John pulled his hands away as if they were burned.

"Let's see if | can get us out of here." He looked away from her, placing all of his concentration onto restarting

the car. John was certain that if he had kept gazing into Rachel's eyes and squeezing her hands, he would have

leaned over and kissed her, or more.

John got the car started and back on the road, resuming the trip. He found himself driving insanely fast even

after their little mishap.

"Please, slow down," Rachel requested timidly, not looking at him this time.

His body was coursing with adrenalin, as much from Rachel as from the near accident. John took a deep breath,

forcing himself to slow down. He got them both there in one piece. Rachel got out of the car and caround to

the driver's side, motioning for John to lower the window. John sat there looking at her through the glass for a few

seconds before finally lowering it. Rachel tilted her head forward just a little too close. John started to sweat. He

couldn't move or say anything. "Thank you," she said simply, smiling at him and then turned and ran into her

house.

It was a long drive home, especially with a raging hard-on. John's house was cold and dark when he got home.

"Just like my fucking life and marriage," John muttered under his breath, as he locked up and went upstairs to

bed.

The rest of the weekend was non-descript and Monday cjust a little too fast. The following week was a long

exercise in de-motivation.

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.

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As the weekend approached, John decided that the problem was him. His whole attitude about life and his

marriage and his career 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 Kathy. She wasn't a bitch when he married her. She had changed somehow. He would figure it out and

cup with a plan. He wasn't about to give up.

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"Yes. | know you have to work. Sof us keep calendars. I'm going to my sister's for a few days."

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