Both my wife and I work long hours in the afternoons so when we had children we thought that the most reasonable thing to do was to hire a babysitter. Someone who would be there for the kids when they got home from school and who would take care of them until my wife or I got home. We went through hundreds of applicants before we found Amy. She had tonnes of experience with children and when she came round for an interview the children loved her at once. After a few weeks we loved her as well. She cooked she cleaned and some how she managed to keep the children on their best behaviour all the time. She was a sweet girl, curly red hair, big brown eyes, legs for days and a pair of tits the size of melons. She was a cheerleader and everything, sometime she was still in her uniform if she had come straight from practise.
On the night my story takes place both my wife and I arrived home around the same time so I offered to take Amy home.
“Thanks heaps Mr Andrews” she replied “It gets kinda creepy walking home in the dark.”
I unlocked the car and held the door open for her. She smiled at me and climbed in. I got in myself, started the car and began to back out of the driveway. I almost took out the letter box as Amy bent down to zip up her bag that lay at her feet, giving me an unobstructed view of her beautiful cleavage. The cheerleader uniforms of her school really didn’t leave much to the imagination, not that I’m complaining, with a plunging neckline on a top that looked like it’s about 5 sizes too small and stoped just below her breasts. Her skirt didn’t even come half way down her smooth thighs and as she crossed her legs it inched higher and higher.
I swerved violently to avoid the letter box; she gripped the seat tightly for a second then relaxed and laughed. I smiled nervously wondering if she had realised what had caused my temporary loss of concentration.
We were about half way there and the bulge in my pants was becoming more and more prominent. Being so close to this young thing was beginning to go to my head. She, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease and completely oblivious to my predicament.
Or so I thought.
She leaned over and placed her hand on my leg. I caught my breath trying to calm myself and praying she didn’t look down. She looked down.