Hello there, I’m Valerie.

Your wife hired me as your family sitter. In fact, she’s moving me in, so I’ll be around all the time. Haven’t you always craved a live-in nanny? Someone to clean up after you and make your life so much simpler by just juggling all of the domestic things your wife fails at? And while I’m mostly here to entertain the little ones and make sure they are out from under your feet, nothing would make me happier than ensuring the man of the house is happy as well.

I’m sure it will be difficult for you to keep your eyes and hands off me while I’m always around. My sensual innocence making you think such dirty, vile thoughts. Don’t be ashamed. It isn’t your fault. Everyone falls for the hot, young, and oh-so-tight babysitter.

I’ve noticed after work; you seem so tense and clearly frustrated.

The Mrs. goes up to bed each night and you linger around. Hanging out in the kitchen dabbling with snacks or mindlessly channel surfing on the couch. Sometimes, after a long day of chasing the littles, changing the pampers, and working up their imaginations, I too have trouble sleeping.

More than once, I’ve laid in bed thinking about what things would be like between us. If I made a move, would you embrace it or turn me down? Do you think about those things too? The sexual tension between us seems to be building and building. I’m afraid I’m going to combust if we don’t touch. I understand it must be discreet and that your wife or family could never find out. I promise I can keep it just between us and still be a professional babysitter in front of everyone else!

Just give me a chance. I’m really not that young! I’m almost twenty-one … in like two years.

The offer is on the table. All you have to do is create the space and I’ll fulfill the opportunity.