As I strolled into my apartment after a long day of exams at school, I found a note my mom had left on the kitchen table. âScott in 2C has requested your babysitting services again. I said you would do it. Be there by 8pm.â
I crumpled up the note and tossed it back onto the table. It was a weeknight, I had another exam in 2 days and she offered my services, without asking my permission. I tossed my backpack on a nearby chair and started my studying. If I had to work all night, I would at least get my reading done as soon as I could.
At 7pm, I decided I would gather some things together to take with me to study and chose to have a quick shower. I had just stepped out of the shower and wrapped my auburn hair with a towel when the phone rang. I dashed into my bedroom and grabbed the phone, noticing on the
Caller ID that it was Bridget, a friend in my English Literature class.
âHey Jenn, what are you up to tonight? She questioned. I explained to her that my mom set me up for a babysitting job, and I was planning to study once the kids were in bed.
âGreat,â she exclaimed, âcause I was hoping I could come over and we could study together. I just donât trust my notes from Professor Fordâs class.â I couldnât say no to her, plus it would be nice to have some company, so I agreed and told her to meet me at my place in 20 minutes.
I hung up the phone and quickly proceeded to get dressed. I figured since it was just babysitting, I would have no reason to get all dressed up, so I tossed on some cotton panties, a pair of faded blue jeans and a tank top.
I hoped I would be home nice and early so I could get more studying done. I just wanted to finish this exam and get the summer started.
I had just finished drying my hair, when the doorbell rang. I let Bridget into the apartment and we quickly grabbed some snacks and my schoolbooks and then we headed over to Scottâs place.
On our way up to the apartment, I told her all about Scottâs niece and nephew, who I figured I was watching for him again. I didnât mention my escapades with Scott because she didnât need to know, and as far as I was concerned, nothing was going to happen with him again.
When we arrived, it was suspiciously quiet after I rang the doorbell, until we heard Scott yell incoherently.
âDid he say we could come in?â I asked Bridget. She nodded her head in agreement and we let ourselves in to his place.
âScott, where are the kids?â I yelled as I threw my bag on the couch and Bridget made herself at home in an old armchair. After a minute with no response, I sat down on the couch and then heard Bridget gasp.
âWell, well... what do we have here?â Bridget remarked. I was puzzled by her comment and turned around to see Scott standing naked in the living room, just behind the couch. I think he was just as surprised as we were.
âScott⌠this is Bridget from my English Lit class. We were planning to study when the kids went to bed, but something tells me there are no children in this apartmentâ I said angrily.
âBridget, pleasure to meet you,â he said as he obviously checked her out. She was an attractive girl, average height, nice blonde hair that she dyes herself and brown eyes. I looked over at her in the chair and could tell she was also giving Scott the once over.
I grabbed Scott by the arm and led him into the more secluded hallway, hoping to take a moment and reprimand him before Bridget and I left.
âWhat on earth are you doing?â I irately asked once we were standing in the hall. He did not reply, instead pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately. He was quickly running his hands up the front of my shirt and playing with my breasts.