This is the third story of what will be a series. Please be sure to read the story Megan Babysits. It's a bit long and offers an elaborate backstory.
Note Disclaimer
The events of this story just like any of the others are a fantasy. Parts of the story may be true but most of it is fiction. In this story the characters meet years prior. It isn't until the character is in college and over 18 that things change. No minors mentioned are ever witnesses to or subjects of acts or any actions. Minors are for story line and subject purposes and in no way, shape, or form are involved in any adult activity.
Megan the Sitter Chapter 3
Megan Continued to be our "Date Night" babysitter when Julie and I would go out each month, sometimes more than once.
We had a day bed in our spare room since it we users it as an office area. We always thought of making it a true guest room so, we purchased a bedroom set and mattress to make Megan, and any other guest, feel more at home when they spent the night. Since Megan, used the guest room the most and also allowed her to keep clothes, shower and hair accessories, bathing suit, and other things she needed at our house. This way she just needed to show up without having to bring them back-and-forth every time she spent the night. She would leave the dirty clothes she had and her bathing suit so we could wash it and put it back in one of the drawers and just wear the now clean clothes she had left from the previous stay.
It was nice to have her spend the night since it allowed Julie and I to stay out later and not feel rushed to get home. Well at least Julie didn't feel rushed. I on the other hand, that's a different story. I couldn't wait to get home. If Julie and I were in a mood we would often make love when got home. I always took my time and enjoyed making love to Julie and I would always finish by unloading inside Julie's still tight vagina, on her somewhere, or she would prove, she still had amazing oral skills and swallow every last drop.
Finishing off also I did two things. First, it wouldn't give Julie any suspicions. Second, it ensured that I could last that much longer with Megan. When Julie and I would finish, I would get redressed and I think we're down to relax. This wasn't anything unusual since I usually would let Julie fall asleep before I would go to bed anyway. I don't need as much sleep as she does.
Everytime we would get home from our night out we would find all the kids in pajamas and in bed. Megan was also usually asleep in the guest room. Occasionally, we would find her studying or watching TV in the living room on the main floor. She always had on the cutest pajamas too! Her perfectly shaped young breasts were always accented by her top and if she wasn't wearing a crop style top that showed and form fit her shape her breast created a space between her stomach and shirt. I also don't know if it was the fabric running them, if she was always cold, or her nipples were just ultra sensitive but they were always hard and looked like they were going to poke holes in her top.
Occasionally, I could catch a glimpse of VPL, which was always underneath her pajama pants or shorts. However, there are also times when I didn't catch one so I often wonder if she skipped them with putting on her pajamas or if she arrived at my house sans panties. I figured out a way to determine that but more on that later.
Anyway, if she was awake when we got home, she would welcome us home and head up to the guestroom to go to sleep. If Julie and I did anything or sometimes did it, I would always be sure to walk by the guest bedroom and give three knocks on the door before I headed down to the basement family room to watch TV.
Megan would head down to meet me in the basement family room shortly after I knocked. Usually, she would come down in her pajamas. She would start off getting me ready by sucking my dick like it was her job. I would rub her and finger pussy usually to her first orgasm. If she was wearing shorts sometimes she would just pull them to side and sit right down on my throbbing cock. Other times she would give me a strip tease, before we fucked.
We would fuck for at least an hour! She did it in so many positions each night. When we were both spent, well at least me since I'm not sure she ever was, she would out her pj's back on and head to bed. I would take quick shower before I went to be. I didn't want to smell like I just fucked the shut out of our babysitter as I slept next to my wife. Megan would shower in the morning for the same reason. Occasionally, she would join me in the shower and where we would continue our suck & fuck fest a little longer.
Megan usually wanted me to fill her pussy with cum. You're the reason I take birth control pills she would joke.
Once in while I would unload someplace else. Her tight little pussy got to know when I was about to blow my load and she would start flexing her muscles. The only way I can describe it is like milking a cow. Doing so, she would draw every last drop of cum out of my balls and suck deep into her womb.
One night she was wearing one of her cuter sets of pajamas she kept at our house when we got home and like usual welcomed us home.
When she did, she said, "Mrs S, you look tired!"
"I am Megan," Julie said, "I'm going to head to bed!"
Julie then turned to head upstairs.
"I should get to bed too," Megan said, "It's been a long day. I'm not sure how I'm still awake."
As Megan made the statement she checked to see if Julie was heading up the stairs and then turned to give me a smile and indicated with her finger to follow her. I did just that.
Megan followed behind Julie upstairs. I was right behind Megan. I couldn't help myself and I pinched her tight ass.
She turned and gave me a "Hey that hurt look".
"Sorry," I mouthed.
I then rubbed her ass where I pinched. God was it tight and firm.
I didn't feel any parties through her shorts. I tugged at the waist band of her shorts to force her to turn around.
She abruptly turned, to face me.
"You're not wearing any panties are you?" I mouthed.
She then stopped, bent over slightly, grabbed the gusset of her pajama shorts with her hand, and moved it aside to reveal her soft pussy lips. She rang her finger over her pussy lips and smiled.
She then mouthed,
"Oopsie!"
And then covered her mouth with her finger to tell me to keep quiet.
Just as she turned back around Julie reached the top step and turned around to face Megan.
Julie said to Megan, "Good Night Megan."
"Good Night Mrs. S!" Megan replied.
"Good Night Megan!" I said.
"Good Night to you to Mr. S. I can't wait to get a FUULL, nights sleep! I'm exhausted!" Megan said.
Megan was sure to accentuate and draw out the word full. I knew exactly what she meant and I could not wait and got changed and then started to head downstairs.
As I was walking by, I stopped to knock on the door to the guest room. I immediately got a text back, but she said I'll be down, but give me a few more minutes.
I headed down and turned on the tv and kept the lights off while I waited patiently for Megan to make her way down. She was taking a bit longer than usual. I thought maybe she fell asleep.
I heard the faint sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Her silhouette appeared in the darkness and she stopped. I couldn't make out what she was doing but she seemed to get a bit taller. She then continued toward me. It looked as if she had on a real shirt night gown or maybe a corset.
I thought to myself, "Did she take of her pajamas? What is she wearing? Why is she taller?"
As she got closer I was able to answer my own questions.
She must have gone into my closet she had on one of my blue button down dress shirts. It was like a dress on her. It went down to her knees. The sleeves were a bit long so, cuffed them up. Her legs were covered in blue either nylons or pantyhose, at this point I couldn't tell, and black high heels. And then it dawned on me why she stopped and got taller. She didn't want to make noise on the hardwood floor wearing heels so she carry them down the stairs and put them on when she got to the bottom.
She made her way over to me. Took her hair out of her pony tails and let fall to her shoulders while shaking her head back and forth. She still didn't say a word.
She began to seductively walk toward me. While she undid the bottom shirt button.
Megan stared into my eyes and said, "I hope you don't mind that I went into your closet to borrow a shirt Mr. S.!"
