My babysitter [f] walked in on me [m] masturbating

Look, I’m a 38-year-old single dad; sometimes mistakes happen. I had scheduled my long-time babysitter, Amber, for an evening/night, but one of my daughter’s friends invited her to a sleepover on very short notice. I let her go, but I forgot about Amber, and having a rare time to myself, well, I settled in, pulled up some porn and pulled down my trousers, and went to work.

Well, Amber, who, as I said, has been my go-to babysitter for a long time, has a key. Around 7:00, just after I had started stroking my manhood into a feisty state, the door opened. I didn’t hear it, but I did hear Amber’s shriek of surprise.

I was incredibly embarrassed, stumbling to turn off the loud moans of a brunette getting a railing of her life and simultaneously trying to cover myself. Amber shut the door, and I thought she had run out, but I was wrong. She stayed.

Once I had shut my laptop and hidden my cock behind a pillow, I looked up, finding the 5’3 redhead with a look of satisfaction in catching me.

“I’m so terribly sorry,” I stuttered, rambling, “I forgot to cancel and I didn’t think anyone was coming and I was so stupid to forget and-”

“Stop, it’s alright, it’s a natural urge.” She said, her voice smooth like honey, her hips swaying as she walked over to me.

The only thing going through my mind was, “could this really happen?” And well, boy did it.

She talked to me about it really was fine, and she didn’t mind, and she was getting a little close for having a raging boner hidden behind a sofa pillow. She talked about how I must not get to bring many women home, and certainly not any girls like herself. She gave me a look that could kill even a priest, and then I knew I was done for.

She sat me back down and got between my knees, snickering as she moved the pillow. She was very formal about the whole thing, taking my cock in her soft, slender fingers. She cooed about how good I was being, about how nice my cock looked, all while never taking her eyes away from mine.

It was just all too much to handle. It didn’t take too long (really an embarrassing amount of time) before rope after rope of hot semen shot all over her hand, and she just sat there smirking.

After the ordeal, she reached over to a box of Kleenex and carefully removed a few tissues. She wiped us both clean and stood up, walking over to the trashcan. She said that she was free for the night and asked whether I wanted her to stay “to give me some further stress relief.”

I, of course, hastily said yes, and god damn am I glad I did.

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