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My Babysitter
...I want to decide the woman, when, where, etc. I want it to be up to me and I worried that if I told him about it he’d be so gung-ho that I’d actually get all jealous and resentful and then that would completely ruin my fantasy. This is, after all, supposed to be all about getting me off.
Additionally, my fantasy isn’t just about any other woman. It isn’t about a friend of ours or anything like that. I fantasize about my husband being with a young virgin, someone just out of college, like a babysitter. But I don’t want it to actually be our babysitter. That would just be too strange. That’s the fantasy part.
Getting back to the story, what I did was I arranged a “new” babysitter. I actually called an escort service from the paper and met with several young women to pick just the right one. She was about 23 but could pass for 19 or 20. She wasn’t a virgin, by any means, but she did have this innocent look to her with her long straight hair pulled back in a headband and her demure outfit. She had these big brown eyes and trim little body. She was perfect.
We made our arrangements and then I set up an elaborate evening out for me and my husband that would go really late. I told my husband that our regular babysitter wasn’t available but she had recommended this new person and since we were going to be out really late I had asked the sitter to stay over and not worry about trying to stay up and then drive home and she agreed. He fell for it, hook, line, and sinker.
So our evening out included me dressing really, really sexy in a backless, silky top without a bra so my nipples brushed the fabric and stayed rock hard for everyone to see all night long, a pair of black leather pants that hugged my ass and curvy hips perfectly, showing off my firm body, and a pair of tall heels with pointy toes and little straps that circled my ankles showing off my petite feet.
We went to listen to some jazz and have drinks, then ate a fabulous seafood dinner, before heading to a club for some dancing. I was teasing my husband mercilessly, rubbing against him, kissing him, asking him if he liked my breasts or wanted to feel me up. I had him going and good.
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