You are in a bind and need a babysitter at the last minute. You wife always handles such things, but she is away on a business trip and your boss needs you to attend a last minute client dinner meeting tonight. Your regular babysitter isn’t available on such short notice, so don’t have anyone to watch the kids. Your golf buddy from next door gives you the phone number of Bree and says she will be perfect. You call Bree and she agrees to babysit, but she has a chemistry test tomorrow. You assure that you might be late, but she can put the kids to bed early and study. The house will be quiet and she can study all she wants. You feel really good about your choice. Bree must be a good girl, comes recommended by friend and smart girl.
You leave work early knowing you have to be at the restaurant at 7:30 pm. You pick the kids up from day care, feed them and have them in pajamas when Bree arrives. She arrives a few minutes early. You feel good. Bree seems like a very responsible girl, sweet, fresh-face. Sweet kid. Your kids instantly like her. You spend a few minutes with her. Giving her all the contact info and as you leave the kids are taking turns getting horsey back rides from her. While you are having drinks with your client, waiting for your table at the restaurant, Bree even sends you a text to inform you when all the kids are in asleep in their beds. Wow, now you can focus on your business meeting.
Well it started out as a bad day, but everything seemed to fall into place after all. You got a great babysitter at the last minute and your troublesome client just needed a little extra hand-holding and to be reassured that you can meet their deadlines as promised. Bree saved the day and you saved the deal. Your meeting ends right after dinner. You didn’t expect to be done so quickly. You are tempted to have some fun and celebrate your victory, but you know Bree has the chemistry test, so you hurry on home.
You walk in your house, but don’t see Bree on the sofa as expected with her nose in her book. You look through the house. Maybe she is checking on your kids. You walk up the stairs. You see a light on in your bedroom. You step inside your bedroom and find naughty Bree looking smoking hot! She is wearing your wife’s sexy lingerie, but it looks so much better on Bree. She looks really sexy, transformed from a sweet, fresh face, neighbor girl to a sultry tempting, sexy vixen. Your cock is immediately throbbing in your pants!
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