"Why are you looking so downhearted, Jackie," Mr. Ambrose asked.
"Dad, I'm eighteen, a high school graduate, working full time for the summer, going to college in the fall and I haven't ever been laid.
"My heart bleeds for you," was his father's mocking reply. "I can sympathize with you but I can't help you."
Mr. Ambrose continued. "Actually, Jackie, your mother and I have discussed your problem. She tells me that you relieve yourself by humping on a pillow, catching your juice in a pair of clean pajamas, and putting them in the laundry, still folded. Is that true?"
"So what," Jackie responded in an uncivil manner.
"She says that if that is what you have to do to relieve yourself, she doesn't mind doing your laundry. That is, as long as you put the pajamas in the hamper."
"Yeah, yeah," he responded, still in an uncivil tone.
With that, Mr. and Mrs. Ambrose left for their neighborhood club meeting.
Depressed, Jackie went to his bedroom, took the bedspread off his pillow, placed the pillow in the center of his bed, took out a clean pair of pajama bottoms, and placed them on his pillow. He undressed and when he was completely nude, climbed onto his bed, positioned the tip of his penis squarely in the center of the pajamas, and humped his pillow. When he was done, the pillow remained dry. His copious sperm did not penetrate the folded pajamas. Jackie put the folded pajamas in the laundry, dressed, and went downstairs to spend a lonesome evening watching TV.
XX
Saturday evening rolled around. The Ambrose's were just leaving to attend a movie when the doorbell sounded.
"Jackie, you take care of the person at the door. Mom and I will leave by the garage. We don't want to be late for the movie. Good night." With that, the Ambose's left for the evening.
As Jackie sulked to the door, he was able to see through the windows surrounding it that the person ringing the doorbell was his former baby sitter, Muriel Adams. His sulkiness changed to enthusiasm as he greeted her.
"Hi, Jackie," she said enthusiastically. "I bet it's been ten years since I was last asked to baby sit you." Muriel was dressed in a beige skirt and white, scoop-necked blouse, loose at the waist. Her black bra straps peeked out at her shoulders. Her stiletto heels implied her profession.
Jackie jumped immediately to the defensive. "I hope Mom and Dad didn't ask you to baby sit me tonight. I'm eighteen years old now and I can care for myself."
Muriel chuckled. "No, they didn't ask me to baby sit you. They asked me to keep you company --and, perhaps, prep you for college life."
"And how are you going to prep me?"
"Your mother tells me that you are increasing her laundry with your wet dreams. Is that so?"
"That's none of your business."
"Well, tonight it is. Your Mom hired me, with your Dad's approval, to get you laid for the first time in your life. Wouldn't you like to fuck me?"
"I'd like to get laid but I don't need no hooker to do that."
"Don't think of me as a hooker. Think of me as a tutor. I'm tutoring you for the college experience."
"I don't know."
"There's no hurry, Jackie. I am here for the entire night. Your parents are staying in the hotel tonight and won't come home until after noon time tomorrow. I'm staying until they return home. Let's go to the kitchen. We'll get a soda from the refrigerator and some cookies from the cookie jar like we used to do when you were small."
"That sounds better," Jackie smiled.
The pair went to the kitchen, drank a bottle of root beer each, ate a few cookies and reminisced over their experiences when Muriel actually did baby sit Jackie..
When they finished, Muriel suggested, "Let's watch a porn movie on TV. They're available on channel fourteen."
"Mom and Dad will get pissed off if they find I watched a porn movie. Besides, there's a fee attached to that and Mom will blow a gasket if I run up the cable bill.
"Not tonight she won't. Remember, they paid me to come tutor you. The film will be part of my teaching you."
"Well, if you take the blame, I'm willing to watch."
Jackie sat at the end of the couch, picked up the TV remote, and tuned in to channel fourteen. Muriel sat next to him. They selected a movie and started to watch it.
In the opening scene, an actress was applying for a role in an upcoming play. The director interviewing her wanted to see her physical assets and she willingly complied. Jackie was fascinated as the actress removed all her clothing. He glanced at Muriel and, for the first time, realized that she had sumptuous breasts similar to the ones the actress on TV had revealed.
The director in the movie approached the actress and took one of her breasts in his hand, bent forward and kissed it. Johnny's penis swelled. He grabbed for Muriel's breast. She pulled away saying, "Don't grab. If you want to feel my tits do it gently. I'll let you."
"Can I feel your tits, Muriel," Jackie asked.
"Yes, you may," she responded in a formal manner.
"Can I call you "Miss Muriel" like I did when I was small.
"If you'd like to. After all, we're only playing." In a more vulgar tone, she thought to herself, "Let's play
Fuck the Babysitter
." She had the sensitivity not to say that aloud.
He reached inside Muriel's scooped neckline, fondled her breasts through her bra, and kissed her neck.
"Why don't you unfasten my bra," she suggested.
