All Characters Over the age of 18.
Don't tell mom, the babysitter gives head!
Allie was a typical 18-year-old girl. She was social, lots of friends, thought admittedly a nerd. She was in the drama club, on the debate team, and was at the top of her senior class at Mount Pleasant high school.
Allie had been babysitting for the Marsh's for a few years now. Will and Ashley both worked, and now that the kids, Willow, and Brayden, were nearly teenagers, her job was pretty easy and paid well. Mostly she would go there a few nights a week, make sure the kids were fed, and they would do their own thing while she studied or just read a book. Of course, a major bonus of sitting for the Marsh's was that Mr. Marsh, Will, was for sure a DILF. He was still young, early 40's with dark hair and a beard that was starting to have a little more salt than pepper in it, and it made him even sexier. He was fit, she knew he ran and would see him doing so around the neighbourhood, but he was still a little soft in some places, and she was into it big time. Most days Will was home long before Ashley, and Allie loved those days the most where she could steal a little of his attention. It had started innocently enough, a silly little high school crush, but when Allie had grown more curious about boys, it was often Will that came to her mind when she was alone in her bedroom at night. Allison was pretty enough and did get attention from the boys at school. She had long black hair, big blue eyes, and a pouty mouth that she had overheard some of the boys at her school refer to as a 'blow job' mouth. She carried a little extra weight, not too much that she would be considered 'fat' but she wasn't stick thin like many other 18-year-olds. She had curves, full, perky tits that were solidly a D cup, but she could get away with a C as well, hips, and a great ass, and she knew how to dress her body. If she knew Will was going to be the first one home, she would always wear something that showed her assets off better then if Ashley was going to be around.
It was a typical Wednesday evening when Will came home and found Allie studying at the kitchen table. She knew he was always home before Ashley on Wednesdays, so she had chosen an outfit hoping he would notice it. She had worn her hair up in a high ponytail that day, that curled down her back in sort of mane, and made sure her neck was on display. She was wearing a cropped black tank top style shirt over a hot pink bra whose straps were exposed a little, tight skinny jeans, and was sitting with her legs crossed beneath her as she read from her history book and chewed on the end of a pen.
"Well, hey, Allie!" Will said, as he put his gun and badge down on the counter. Perhaps another big appeal for Allie was that Will was a cop. Sure, he was a detective, so he was usually in plain clothes, but on Wednesday's he worked a patrol shift, and God damn he made the uniform look good.
"Hey, Mr. Marsh!" Allie smiled brightly at him. "How was your day?" "Darlin, how many times do I have to tell you to please call me Will! Mr. Marsh makes me feel old." He chuckled. "My day was good, no bad guys. How was yours? Kids, ok?"
"Kids were fine. My day was good, just studying for a history final." Allie answered. "And I'm sorry, I'll remember to call you Will."
"Good. History huh? You like History? Or you find it boring?"
"I like it! I love learning about all kinds of different stuff. History, English, Literature. If it isn't math or chemistry, I find it interesting."
"That's good, Allie. Intelligence is a great quality." Will said. As he stood there talking to her, his hands moved up and he tucked his thumbs in the top of his bulletproof vest. She felt her cheeks flush a little, and cleared her throat as she looked down at her books. It was about the hottest way he could stand while wearing that uniform.
"Ashley texted me a little while ago, she will be later getting home tonight, and mentioned it would be ok for you to give me a ride home, that the kids would be ok here on their own for the 20 minutes or so." Allie said, as she stood up and bent over to get her backpack from the floor. She knew he would have a great view of her ass in her jeans as she did. When she stood back up straight, and looked over her shoulder at him, his eyes snapped back to hers. Knowing he had checked her out gave Allie a little thrill.
"Let me just get changed and let the kids know I'm leaving..." He spoke. He went upstairs and while Allie was loading her things in her backpack, his phone started to ring from the counter. She knew his job was important, and maybe the call was too so she grabbed the phone and headed up the steps.
"Mr. Marsh? I mean Will...?" She called, approaching his bedroom door.
"Yea, Allie?" He called back. She was in his doorway now, and he was standing in front of the dresser in nothing but black boxer briefs. Her eyes slid down his body, and back up, her cheeks flushing.
"I uh...your phone...it was ringing, and I figured it might be important..." She held the phone out, as her eyes slid back down his body to the bulge in the front of his boxers, but back up again, not sure where she should even be looking. Will reached for the phone and looked at it before tossing it aside.
"Not important, but thanks for looking out for me." He winked at her.
"Any time." She smirked, her eyes travelling back down to his crotch before she turned on her heel and left the room. When Will came back downstairs, Allie was finishing putting her things in her backpack, tugging on the zipper which was making her tits jiggle in her top.
Allie was surprised when she looked up to see Will standing across the room, but definitely staring. Allie smirked at him again, as she finished zipping the backpack.
"I know, they are too big and get in the way of everything." She laughed. "You aren't the first to notice."
"I wouldn't say they are too big." He said, shrugging. "But that is probably inappropriate for me to say."
"No worries, Will. I am real good at keeping secrets." She grinned.
"Well in that case..." He looked around, and then lowered his voice. "Huge breasts, like yours? They are exactly what men like, and don't let anyone tell you anything different."
Allie grins and bites her lip as they walk out to his truck. He brings her home, and that night when she is laying in bed, she can't help but think of him in those tight boxer briefs from earlier that day. Her hand slipped between her thighs, and she rubbed herself until she came hard, screaming his name in her head.
She watched the kids again on the Sunday but didn't see Will. When the Wednesday rolled around again, and she knew she would be seeing him, she left her hair down this time, brushed into soft waves, and put on a t-shirt dress that hugged all the right places, with a low V-neck, and only fell about mid-thigh. She helped the kids with their homework and got them dinner. She was just cleaning up when Ashley called.
"Allie! I totally forgot but the kids have soccer tonight, and I am stuck at work. So I have one of the other mom's picking them up."
"Oh! Ok!" Allie said. "What time? I will tell them to get ready."
"She will be there just before 6. Make sure you stay, get Will to give you a ride home." Ashley said. "I have to go, thanks!" Allie put her phone down and told the kids to get ready. By the time Will got home, the kids had been picked up, and she was sitting reading.
"Hey darlin." He said, coming in. "How did that History test go?"
"Great! I got an A." She smiled.
"Well look at you! Like I said, intelligence is a great quality."
"And big boobs, right?" She grinned.
"A dangerous combination." Will grinned back at her. "Kids upstairs?"
"At soccer. One of the other moms just picked them up. Ashley said to wait for you to give me a ride home, but I don't mind walking..."
"I'll give you a ride..." He said, his eyes glancing down her body as she stands up. "Cute dress."
"Thanks, Mr. Marsh." She said, her eyes on his.
"They let you wear that in school these days?"
"No, this is way too short for school." She grinned. "I changed before I came over."
"Did you wear that dress for me, Allie?" His eyes slide back up to hers, and the look in them made her squirm a little.
"Maybe I did...." She said, licking her lips.
