I think I got [M]y childhood babysitter [F] pregnant

I was sitting in the lobby of a hotel waiting for my interview with lots of time to spare. I’ve never had an interview take place in a hotel before and I didn’t know what to expect so I came pretty early. While I was looking around, I noticed a very attractive woman sitting by herself, thinking to myself, she looks somehow familiar. I got up to stretch my legs and walked around while glancing at her, and remembered she was my childhood babysitter.

Her mother was the one that really looked after me when I was about 10 or so, and her daughter, let’s call her Amy, only babysat me a handful of times. I remembered she was in her early 20s back then and worked as a flight attendant because sometimes she would be dressed in her uniform. She was thin, had long black hair, had pale skin and a very cute face. Not much has changed. Amy was sitting cross-legged looking at her phone in her flight attendant uniform and I was eyeing her legs up and down.

There was no chance I’d ever have another opportunity like this, so I got two coffees from the cafeteria and asked her if she’d like some company before I go off to my interview. She was pretty friendly, and we just chatted a bit. It was obvious she didn’t recognize me, but I decided not to mention that we already knew each other for some reason. I thought it might be weird for some reason to just mention that I remembered her from over fifteen years ago. Instead, I kept mentioning things we had in common, like that we were from the same city, some of the things I knew she liked, and so on. This greased to wheels of the conversation greatly.

As I was getting up to go to my interview, she told me I should stop by her room after and we can keep talking if I’m not in any rush to get back home. I wasn’t. I told her I would and went to my interview.

The interview was dumb. It went well but the job wasn’t something I was all that interested in and I was just eager to leave and get to Amy’s room. The interviewer would ask me something and I’d have to fight off thoughts of Amy in her flight attendant uniform. As I walked out of the room, I almost forgot to shake their hand, and hurried over to Amy’s room.

I knocked on the door and she opened it in nothing but a long goodie that barely covered her ass and a towel around her hair. Clearly, she had a shower during my interview. Her long smooth legs were showing and all I wanted to do was rip off her hoodie. We got back to talking and she mentioned that it can get lonely while in hotels and likes having company. This made it feel like she does this pretty often and it got rid of some of the tension. I took off my tie and blazer and sat on the bed next to her while we chatted and watched tv.

I put my arm around her while we were watching and next thing I know, we were making out on the bed with her hand undoing the buttons of my shirt. She took the towel off and let her wet hair down as she worked her hand down to my belt and undid my buckle. Her hand reached down, pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. Amy’s hand was small and looked good clutching onto my shaft as she watched herself rub it up and down. I pushed my pants all the way down and her mouth went straight for my cock and started sucking. Her tongue worked my head in circles, and I bucked my hips to push it into her mouth deeper. I was playing with her exposed ass under her hoodie while she sucked me. She wasn’t even wearing underwear.

I pushed her over and pulled her hips up to me and plunged my tongue into her wet slit. She lifted her hoodie over and my hands went straight to her small breasts. My tongue worked her clit, and she pushed my head harder into her pelvis and threw her head back. Her moans pressed me to keep going and after steady stimulation, she let out a sigh of relief and her legs went limp while my chin was covered in her juices.

I propped myself on top of her and got a good look at her small frame. I was 6’3, towering over her and I couldn’t wait to dominate her. She reached for my cock and guided me inside her and as I let myself in all the way. Her eyes never left mine as I pushed myself inside and told me not to be gentle with her. Don’t need to tell me twice.

I pounded her as I hard as I could into the bed, collapsing my weight onto her small frame and tugging her hair. Her teeth etched into my neck and shoulder as I buried myself into her. Amy’s face of pleasure and pain with her wet hair strung out on the bed just made me want to fuck her that much harder. My hand went to her neck and I started to squeeze while I looked at her for approval. She gave me a nod and a smile. I choked with my weight pressing onto her neck as I hammered into her. My pounding was so hard, my balls started to hurt but I didn’t want to slow down.

I turned her around and pounded her from the back as I watched her ass slapping against my pelvis. I tugged her hair and that made her arch her back which was too much for me at this point. She could feel me slowing down about to cum and told me it was alright I can finish in her. A few pumps later, I painted her insides white while I was buried deep in her.

For the rest of the day, we watched movies, fucked, and ordered food the hotel. Her ass was covered in red hand prints and my back looked like it got mauled from her nails digging into me. Every time I came, I let it go inside of her and really pressed myself deep in her. I loved the faces she made as I filled her up she would play with my cum that dripped out.

At some point in the day, she had a notification pop up on her phone and I saw her background was her and her kids with a husband. I gave her a look, like “what the fuck?”, and she just told me not to worry about it. I didn’t ask anymore, maybe they had an open relationship. I didn’t want to know. Honestly, this just made me want to fuck her all the more and dump my seed in her.

As I was getting dressed to go home, she thanked me for the company, and I thanked her back.

“My husband I have been trying to have another baby for a while now” she said.

The words pierced me. I looked at her wide eyed, with “WHAT THE FUCK” written all over my face.

“Yeah, we’ve been trying for a while now and we haven’t had any luck. Thanks for coming by, I had a great time!” she said naked on the bed with her hair a mess.

I ran out of there and hoped I would never hear from her. To this day when I get a call from an unknown number, I get a cold sweat.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lpwbgc/i_think_i_got_my_childhood_babysitter_f_pregnant