My wife and I live in the valley, just outside of the city. We thought it would be a nice place for a younger couple to raise a family.
We bought a two story house with an attached garage. It needed a few minor cosmetic repairs, but nothing major. After some paint and building a new deck out back, it looked really nice.
My wife Rose, is the manager of one of those upscale resort hotels. She likes the money, but doesn't like the long hours or the snobs that stay there.
I on the other hand work as an auto technician, so I have the luxury of having set hours.
This was working out very well for us, until one day we decided to have a baby. We've been wanting to start a family right from the beginning, that's why we moved to this area. The problem that we now faced, was finding a babysitter. We both wanted keep our careers. My Mom is able to baby sit for a few hours, but then she has to leave for her job.
Our next door neighbors, Bob and Gail Thomas, have a daughter named, Jenny. She is eighteen and kind of shy. When Bob and I were talking, I told him that I was looking for a babysitter, for our six month old son. He said Jenny was looking to make some extra money, and that I should ask her.
Later that day, the school bus drove up and dropped Jenny off. She went to one of those Catholic schools. She hopped down off the bus, dressed in her uniform. Little black and white saddle shoes, white knee high socks, blue skirt and a white button down blouse. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail.
"Jenny! Would you come over here for a minute, please?"
"Sure, Mr. Smith."
Jenny came trotting across the lawn, carrying her books. She looked so innocent, but yet so damn sexy at the same time.
"Hi Mr. Smith. What could I do for you?"
"Jenny, your Dad told me that you're looking for a job to make some extra money. My wife and I are looking for a babysitter to watch little Joey after his Grandma leaves for work. It would only be for about three hours each day. I could pay you $50.00 per week."
"Yes, Mr. Smith! I love little kids and I could use the extra money! I'm saving to buy a car. Every little bit helps," Jenny yelled, with excitement!
"Okay, you could come over tomorrow right after school and take over for his Grandma."
"Okay Mr. Smith, I'll be there. Thank you!"
When my wife got home and we sat down to eat dinner, I told her about Jenny. She agreed that it would be both a convenience to have Jenny babysitting, plus we're both able to continue working. We felt that Jenny would be the perfect babysitter.
The next day, Jenny came right over after getting off of the school bus. She took over and fed him and changed his diaper. Later, she put him down for his nap. This routine went on for about two weeks.
During those two weeks, Jenny and I would talk a little when I got home, about Joey and school. My eyes were starting to wonder all over her sexy body, dressed in her Catholic Schoolgirl uniform.
"Jenny, you look very nice. I wish girls looked like you, when I was in school."
Jenny blushed and put her head down.
"Thank you, Mr. Smith," Her voice quivered.
I didn't want to push it, so I left it at that. I told her that I could take over from here, and thanked her. She left and I waited for my wife to get home.
Over the next few days, I flirted a little more with Jenny. I'd compliment her body, her hair and I'd give her a little pat on her ass when she was leaving. She thought it was harmless, nothing to worry about, until one night when she was here babysitting
Jenny sat on the sofa watching television, Joey was asleep upstairs in his crib. I just came home from work, and walked into the house. I sat down on the sofa, next to Jenny. I made small talk with her about school and asked how Joey was for her. I told her that I knew about what she had done, a few weeks ago at school. She was shocked by what I said.
Now I'll be honest, I had no fucking idea what I was even talking about. I figured that most girls her age, usually do pull some kind shit. Jenny, not knowing that I was making this up, told me everything that I needed to know.
"Oh, please Mr. Smith, don't tell my parents? Please? They'll never let me get a car if they find out. Please,... Mr. Smith?"
I patted the top of her head, playing with her ponytail.
"Why don't you just tell me the whole story, Jenny? I already know, but I want to her your side of it. Then I'll decide if I'm going to tell your parents."
"Oh,... okay. I'll tell you, Mr. Smith."
I sat back waiting to hear her confess. I could only imagine what she was about to say.
"I was failing two subjects in school, and I got caught smoking in the girl's lavatory. Sister Mary told me to go to Father Nick's office. When Father Nick read the note that she had sent with me, he became angry. He said that I needed to be punished for smoking and if I don't study to bring my grades up, I'll need to repeat this class next year."
Jenny was very embarrassed. Her face turned red, as she told of what had happened.
