The babysitter

The babysitter

Austin Davies

It was the summer of my 18th year.  It was a horrible summer.  Although I went through the graduation ceremonies of my senior year I was informed by the headmaster of my school that if I did not go through the summer courses to get a passing grade in my math I would not get my diploma.  In other words I had to go to summer school while all my other friends were going on vacation I was stuck in class with several other students who had had less than desirable grades.  I was the only one who was a senior with no diploma.  At the time I was what my guidance counselor called an underachiever.  He told my parents that if I had something to work for then I would show improvement.

Try as they may they could not find anything that would work.  My father offered a sport car, a trip to the Caribbean, my mom even offered straight cash.  Nothing worked and my grades continued to fail.  I think my parents had all but given up on me.  I heard my dad say that maybe they could send me to a vocational school to be a welder or a plumber.  Not that these were bad trades just he was hoping for more of a law school degree, like most parent I am sure.

It was late one night when the call came.  One of my grandparents who lived out of the state offered for the family to come stay the summer with them at their summer cottage on the lake.  I loved going up there swimming, lots of good food and no responsibilities.  What eighteen year old boy wouldn’t love that? 

But my parents had other plans. 

“You have to finish summer school and pass those classes.”  My father was pretty stern about his decision.

“You can come up on the weekends” was my mother’s concession

“Hey” I was thinking my parents and my brother gone for most of the summer.  This could work.  I was already plotting my first party.

I did not say anything.  If I played my cards right they would be gone in a couple of days and the house would be mine.

That following Saturday I woke up thinking they would be gone soon and I was on my own.  I came downstairs and saw a woman sitting at the breakfast table.

“Austin this is Miss Shibari.  She just moved hear to the city and will be working for my firm.”  My father was enjoying watching my bubble burst.  “She will be staying here till we get back.  I expect you to listen to what she tells you to do and obey her.”

Shibari stood up and stuck her hand out to shake mine.  Now being eighteen I was not into older woman.  I guessed she was a little younger than my parents but very pretty.  Her green eyes were bright and her body was slender with long brown hair.  Nothing like what I masturbated to in the magazines under my bead.  She was older and an authority figure. 

I smiled shook her hand and said hello.  I then walked into the kitchen to take care of the second biggest urge, filling my stomach.  As I was eating mom was taking her around the house and showing her where everything was.

You can stay in the downstairs bedroom.  It’s big and has its own bathroom with a whirlpool tub that overlooks the garden.  There is a large screen TV, cable and a DVD player.  Make yourself at home.”  My mom was watching me the whole time.  Trying to figure out a way to tell her about my bad behavior.

“Austin has to be at school every morning of the week by 10 am and he is to come straight home and finish his homework.  Don’t let him tell you any different.  Check his assignments and make sure he finishes them.  Thank you for doing this on such short notice.”

“No problem until the house sells from the divorce I have no place to live for now.”  Shibari commented.  “And don’t worry about Austin I have a brother a little older than him and we had the same problems.”

“Well I think we that are about it.  We need to get on the road or we will be stuck in traffic.”  My father was always talking about traffic.

I watched them get into the SUV and pull out.

“Do you have school on the weekends” She asked standing behind me.

“No they don’t have school on weekends” I replied as snotty as I could

“Well then what are your plans for the weekend?”

“I was going to get drunk and party” was my thought

“Nuthin” trying to sound bored and morose.

She seemed to give up and walked into her room to unpack

I went back up to my room shut the door stripped naked and pulled out my copy of hustler.  I was in the middle of stroking my cock when there was a knock.  I quickly pulled the sheet back and barked at the door

“What!”

“I am going to the pool do you want to join me” she peaked into the crack of the door. She looked into my mirror that reflected toward my bed. I noticed she had put on a pink pair of sweats and pulled her hair up.

“No I am busy” I replied sounding as rude as I could.

“Suit yourself”

My room overlooked the back yard and garden as well.  I stood up to watch her get into the pool.  I was still very aroused.  It was at that stage that I was fascinated with my cock I liked to walk around to see how hard I could stay.

She took her sweat jacket off and revealed her black string bikini top.  Her tits were not huge like the girls in my mag but they were round and full.  Her top was tied very tight and her tits were almost bulging out.  I found myself starting to stroke my shaft.  I loved how big it felt in my hands.  She then took her sweatpants off bending over as she did.  Her ass was round and full.  Again not like the girls in the mag with their tiny little asses.

I was stroking even faster as she got into the water.  She swam down and back and got out.  Her nipples were hard and the bikini clung to her body like wet toilet paper.  She was rubbing oil on her body.  She put her sunglasses on as she was looking around to make sure she was not being watched.  She did not look up to my room though.  She then undid her straps and lay down on her belly.  She reached back and pulled her bottom up and wedged them between her ass cheeks.

I was pumping faster now and was going to cum hard.  The faster I stroked the more I wanted to I wanted to cum.  I was imagining cumming all over her ass when I began to shoot globs all over my desk in front of the window.  I quickly cleaned up my mess and put my trunks on.  I wanted to watch her recover when I walked out.

I was on the porch and realized she was asleep.  I jumped into the pool and made sure to splash where she was.  When I came up from the dive she was looking at me very annoyed and I thought sure she was going to say something.  But she tied her top up and lay back down.

I swam around for a while not what to say to her. 

“Where did you move here from” I finally asked

“Las Vegas” she was still mad

“Why did you get a divorce” I again was trying to sound interested.

“He was cheating on me” she spat out.

I swam across the pool right to where she was laying.  I had a perfect view up her legs and her bikini covered pussy.   What a sight her long legs were slightly spread.  I could see some of the outline of her lips and a little bit of hair peeking out from underneath.  Her toenails were painted a bright red to match her fingernails.  She noticed I was watching her.  She cocked her head looking as if she was trying to make a decision.  Then suddenly she got up ran towards the pool jumped over my head and did a cannon ball right in front of me.  I was hard again.