The temperature was humid, the air thick, and the sun bright, which only made Mike's mood worse. He was sweating and cursing under his breath. The babysitter had just canceled on him. He ran his hand through his beard, trying to figure out the right move here. His wife was visiting family and he was stuck with their 5-year-old, but he'd had plans to stop by his friend's bachelor party. The idea hadn't been to get wasted or anything, he was too old for that, but spending a night with guys he barely had time to see anymore was something he'd been looking forward to.
Now, though, those plans were in jeopardy. He loved his daughter more than anything, but he needed a break. Still, he needed a babysitter in the next 4 hours. On a Saturday night. Mike sighed and decided to ask the one person he knew, knowing what the answer was probably going to be. He stepped outside into the hot day and made his way to his neighbors, knocking on their door.
A moment later, Maddie Porter was standing before him.
"Hi, Mike!" She said brightly.
Maddie Porter was beautiful. In every sense. She had long legs attached to wide hips and an incredibly round, buoyant rear end. Her stomach was tight, with plump-looking breasts on her chest. Her skin was pale, milky almost, which made her green eyes and blonde hair seem even more vibrant. Her smile was large and beaming; enough to light up any room.
Mike certainly noticed this, but only in the way you'd notice the sun. Discreetly and carefully, almost accidentally. She had just turned 22, and he was nearing 46. He had a wife and a kid, and he wasn't the kind of guy to be thirsting after the youthful girl-next-door. Nonetheless, though, she was gorgeous.
Currently, she was in a gray t-shirt and yoga pants, with the front of her shirt being loose enough for him to see the budding outline of her breasts, but he kept his gaze professional. He explained the situation to her, realizing how silly it all sounded only as it was coming from his mouth. He needed a sitter on a Saturday night so he could go get drunk with other 40-year olds. It was embarrassing and he wasn't going to judge her at all when she said no.
"Sure!" She said. It was not the answer he thought he would receive. "My boyfriend is working late, and won't be home till around midnight. I'd rather have something to do so I'm not all alone at night."
Before Mike could thank her, Maddie's smile grew even more luminous. Her cat, Buffy, had just walked by. She turned and bent over to grab him, and Mike found himself in an awkward position. As Maddie was bent over at the waist struggling to pick up her squirmy cat, the stretched material of her yoga pants was being lit up by the sun and had turned completely see-through. Not only was her bubble butt being presented right to him, but he could also see the bright pink lacy thong she was wearing. He saw every bit of her ass, and god help him, he could not look away.
Finally, she wrangled the cat and turned around. Mike shot his eyes back to hers and somehow stumbled through the small-talk of saying hello to the cat and then endlessly thanking Maddie for agreeing to babysit. As he walked home he realized he was semi-erect. He found himself picturing her ass in that thong. Her plump, bright red lips. The small trickle of sweat right about her cleavage, trailing down her breasts. Mike made his way right into the shower and kept the water freezing.
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When Maddie came to his door later, both she and Mike were momentarily surprised. He was taken aback by how...casual her attire was. Her black skirt was rather short, sitting just a couple inches above the knee. The white blouse she was wearing was tight, and he was thankful the two buttons on top were buttoned because he wasn't sure he had the strength to not stare if they weren't. "You look..." Fuckable. "...professional!" He said.
Maddie, however, was taken aback by how cleaned up Mike was. His usually shaggy hair and unkempt beard had been groomed, and wearing a tight-shirt and slacks showed that his body was actually well defined. She hadn't ever noticed how big his arms were, or how piercing his gaze was. She shook the thoughts off and returned the compliment. "Well you look like..." A DILF. "...you're ready for a fun night!"
She'd babysat for them before, and Mike thanked her one time before heading out the door. As he made his way to the car, he realized he was thinking intently about her legs. About how soft and smooth they looked. He found himself picturing his hand moving slowly up her leg until it disappeared just underneath her skirt...
Mike sat in the car and looked at himself hard in the mirror. Get it together, man. You're married and over twice her age. You have a child. Stop being a weird old man fantasizing about the babysitter. Get over it. Now.
With that, he started the car and drove off.
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It was just past 11:30 P.M. when Maddie heard a car pull-up. She'd been half-asleep watching TV on the couch. She smoothed out her clothes and got to her feet as Mike came in. He smiled warmly at her, and she could immediately tell he wasn't exactly sober. "Hey, Maddie! I took an Uber back home. Got a little carried away at the bar..." He told her sheepishly.
"You're an adult, Mike. You can do what you want; especially on a Saturday night. "
"How was she?" Mike asked, making his way to the kitchen. Maddie told him about how quiet the night had been, just playing games and drawing. He listened as he took two beers out of the fridge. "You wouldn't want to have a night-cap with an old man, would ya?"
Maddie laughed and shrugged. "Sure. And you're not old. You're actually in pretty good shape for a dad."
Mike found himself actually blushing at the compliment and looked away from her, hoping she wouldn't notice. "Hey, I don't want to keep you too long, but I actually have a little weed my friend gave me tonight. I don't know if you smoke..."
She looked at him with feigned shock. "Wow, Mike. Offering your young, virtuous babysitter alcohol and marijuana?!" She lightly slapped him on the shoulder. "I'm just teasing. I can smoke a little, sure. I haven't smoked with a dad before."
