Scott had completely forgotten about an office function he was obliged to attend on Saturday night and desperately needed a babysitter for his niece & nephew that he was caring for that weekend.
Lucky for him, I lived downstairs and my mother was always offering my services around the building as a babysitter.
I hadnāt babysat for many people in the building, usually working for friends of my mom who lived elsewhere, but it seemed like easy work. Put the kids to bed early, watch some movies, raid a fridge... and just generally relax.
Scott was a couple of years older than me, ok⦠more than a couple. I was only 19 and he was 27, but it didnāt seem like much of a difference. On more than one occasion I caught him stealing a glance at me, but never once did I think things would progress as quickly as they did between us.
Whenever he saw me in the hallways, he was always very sweet and talkative. Scott was always interested in how college was going, and had even offered to help me on a few occasions.
Anyways, back to tonight.
My plan for a relaxing evening was cut short when I realized the kids were hell on wheels. It took all my energy to finally manage to get these kids into bed and asleep.
When it finally happened at about 10:30pm, I was so tired, that I just didnāt think of what I was doing. Scottās couch isnāt comfortable at all; in fact, he could really use a new one, so I crawled into his room and curled up on his bed to sleep for a bit.
I kept the door open, so that I could hear the kids if they woke up. I pulled my jeans off and threw my socks into a pile. I didnāt even think of Scott as I did this. I was wearing a long t-shirt and pulled it down over my thighs as I leaned back onto the bed, subconsciously grabbing his pillow, wrapping my arms around it and falling into a deep sleep.
When I awoke almost 2 hours later, Scott was sitting on the edge of the bed. I had no idea how long he had been watching me, but I could see that he hadnāt just sat down.
āIām sorry to have woken you up, I just got homeā he lied, as I suddenly realized that I was half-dressed and pulled his blankets close over my legs.
āOh, noā I stammered, āI should be the one apologizing, I shouldnāt have gotten so comfortable in your bed, Scott.ā I thought about getting up out of his bed, but found myself in a very awkward situation, as I didnāt want to be half naked in front of him, but couldnāt stay in his bed.
āIf your tired, feel free to stay here in my bedā¦ā he stumbled through the sentence and I could tell he was getting nervous. āI can call your mom and say you fell asleep, and you can leave in the morning.ā
It sounded like a great offer. I was already in bed, and staying the night would get rid of the awkwardness of having to get up and get dressed. I could do it in the privacy of his room in the morning before leaving. I nodded in agreement and he left the room to call my mom.
āWell, I think I woke her up, but she was fine with everything,ā said Scott as he strolled back into the room and began to undress. āI hope you donāt mind if I take off my shirt and gather a few things before I head into the living room to sleep, do you Jenn?ā I didnāt know what to say at first, but then he slowly revealed his tight stomach muscles and I felt a strange feeling within me.
āNo, not at all. Here would you like your pillow back?ā I offered as I stretched my arm and presented it back to him.