Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
I’d tucked my charges in hours ago and was on the couch curled up with another naughty novel when Mr. M came through the door. His shoulders were slumped, and he was alone. I kicked my feet off the sofa and sat up. “Hey, welcome home.” I offered him a sweet smile, but he didn’t return it.
“Kayla, hey.” His big hand dragged through his hair as he exhaled heavily and walked closer.
“I-is everything okay? Where’s Mrs. M?” I peered behind him, but no one was there. The shake of his head told me date night hadn’t gone so well, but I had no idea by the end of the night, I’d be turned from just their babysitter to Mr. M’s submissive Cumslut.
Babysitter Turned Submissive Cumslut
His head nodded toward the door behind him. “Yeah, rough night, Kayla. We got into a fight. Why don’t you head home, and we’ll see you next weekend?” I didn’t want to be dismissed when he was clearly upset. I’d sat for them for years, and I felt comfortable in this house. I’d be devastated if they broke up and I was no longer their family sitter.
I patted the cushion next to me and smiled softly again. “Wanna sit and talk about it? I don’t have any other plans tonight.” He sat next to me, his knee bumping mine as he did, and I could smell his aftershave. Mr. M was a delicious-looking man; everything about him turned me on. I tried to swallow that thought so he wouldn’t see it across my face, but he looked me right in the eyes.
Sexy Babysitter
“Actually, we fought about you.” His stare was so heavy it made me lean in closer. “My wife got upset by a comment I made about how sexy I think you are.”
“S-sexy?” I stumbled. My heart began racing. “You think I’m sexy?” The words felt breathless. His mouth lifted in a smile as he answered.
“I do.”
“W-why did she let you come home to me? Alone? If she was upset by your comment.” It was his turn to lean forward. His fingers tipped my chin, and I couldn’t breathe as he looked through me.
“Because she said I should do whatever I want and fuck you out of my system. Do you think I can do that, Kayla? Can I fuck you out of my system?” My heart was now throbbing in my panties and they were soaked with his admission. I’d dreamed about being his submissive for so long. Actually, sometimes, when they leave for date night, and the kids are asleep, I go into their bedroom and masturbate while hugging his pillow. His scent drives me wild. What would the ACTUAL Mr. M do to me?
“You can try,” I moaned and slipped from the sofa to my knees between his.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
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