Kent (34 yrs.) is the head college wrestling coach who stands at 5'11" and weighs 180 lbs. He used to be a former NCAA champion 10 years ago. He is still in good physical shape. His short black hair naturally pushes back from that ruggedly-handsome face. His gray hair side-burns are visible too. He is divorced with a kid and always hires a college female babysitter.
Kent has gone through many female applicants. They declined the job for one reason and it was because of nudity. Kent requires that the sitter be comfortable with his naked body. He removes all clothes once inside of his apartment. They don't know this fact until they interview for the job.
It's wrestling practice inside the college gym. Kent receives an iPhone call from Angela (20 yrs.). She is a brunette (40-24-36) who is a college student.
Angela says, "Kent. My name is Angela and I want the babysitter job."
Kent says, "Hi Angela. How old are you?"
"20 yrs. I'm a college student who is an experienced babysitter."
"I pay a little extra for the trouble."
"Really, why?"
"Nudity. All my clothes come off when I enter my apartment. You have to be comfortable with that."
"Sure. I'm okay with it."
"You are?"
"Yes."
"Also. No boyfriends in my apartment."
"Okay."
"My ex-wife and I share custody."
"I'm a great sitter."
"That's good. Get used to college wrestling tournaments on weekends. I'm the head coach."
"I understand."
"You can start on Friday."
"Thank you, Mr. Kent."
The first day of the wrestling tournament ends on Friday night. Kent opens his apartment door and walks in. He drops his college sport bag on the sofa. His keys and iPhone are placed on the dining table. His fingers pull out money bills from the wallet and lays them on the table top.
He says, "Here you go Angela. Thanks for sitting."
Angela gets up from the living room sofa. She says, "Thank you, Mr. Kent."
He turns, walks into his bedroom and flips on the lights. The door is wide open. He pulls off his shirt, yanks off the sweat bottoms and finally his black jockey shorts.
Angela walks up to the doorway holding her money and a backpack. She looks at Kent's hard naked body... The cut shoulder muscles.. The flat stomach with a hint of 6-pack abs.. The muscular thighs.. The thick black crotch-hair above his flopping cock and big balls.
She asks, "Excuse me, Mr. Kent. What time do I show up tomorrow?"
Kent turns and steps toward the bathroom revealing his round butt-cheeks.
He answers, "4 p.m. At the college gym."
Angela soon closes the front door behind her. She says, "My God Kent. What an incredible body."
The car headlights flash off and on in the street. Her boyfriend Tim (20 yrs.) is there to pick her up. He is a college student too.
The car is later parked in front of her college dorm. Both Tim and Angela kiss deeply in the front seat. His left hand is up under her shirt caressing her left breast over the bra. Their hot tongues fight each other.
Angela's eyes are closed and she thinks about Kent and his fantastic body. Tim is no athlete with no muscles either.
She didn't tell Tim about Kent because she wanted to see his naked body. She was surprised when Kent didn't notice her big tits. Maybe he will later. She hopes so because he is one hunk of a man at age 34. Her thoughts go to naked Kent while kissing Tim.
She thinks, "What would it be like if Kent were caressing my tits right now. It could happen. I hope it happens."
Tim's fingers slide the bra down over her huge left tit. It flops free revealing a large areola and nipple. His lips cover it and the tongue flicks that nipple around.
She whispers, "Tim, did you go to the gym today?"
His lips suck off that nipple, "You know I don't go to the gym."
She thinks again, "I will not tell him about Kent. I'm not losing this babysitter job."
The second day of the wrestling tournament is over on Saturday night. Kent steps out of his home bathroom shower and dries off the body with a large towel.
His nakedness strides through the bedroom and out into the living room. He grabs the remote control and turns on ESPN.
Angela leans back against the front door holding her backpack. Her eyes follow his every naked movement. He looks at her and realizes he didn't pay her.
He says, "I'm sorry Angela. I got your money in my sports bag. Let me get it."
His body turns and bends down to his sports bag on the sofa. She looks at his buttocks and can see both of his big balls between those spread legs. His cock flops back and forth too.
He says, "Same time tomorrow. 4 p.m. Last day of the tournament."
She replies, "Okay, I'll be there."
