Author: 86AllFood

The Thieving Babysitter Part 2: Talia’s Metamorphosis [Age Gap] [Female Ejaculation] [Long]

Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/phuhoa/the_thieving_babysitter_mf_noncon_blackmail_long/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

By the time I got home that night, my wife Marlow was asleep. It’s just as well, as I had been gone much longer than it would’ve taken to get Talia home. I’d even had a lie ready if Marlow had been suspicious, but that had been unnecessary.

Laying on the couch, I took out my phone to look at the photos I’d snapped of Talia. The harsh light of the flash wasn’t ideal and her expression was far from sexy, but her tight, teen body was sharply visible in the pics. I wish I’d taken a few more, then remembered the video I’d taken.

Smiling, I fired it up. Granted, the lighting was atrocious, but the angle was ideal and captured the blowjob perfectly. Later, I would upload it to my laptop to put some night vision effects on it to clarify the picture. My cock stirred again and I considered jerking off, but I heard my wife get up and go to the bathroom, so I thought better of it. I sent the incriminating photos and video to a throwaway email I had, deleted them and emptied the trash folder. No fuss, no muss. Read more »

The Thieving Babysitter [M/F] [NonCon] [Blackmail] [Long]

“Are you fucking serious?” I said aloud to no one, standing and relieving myself at the urinal.

The footage was clear as day. Our new babysitter, recommended by my coworker, no less, was captured rummaging through my wife’s jewelry. The tandem app for our security system was very effective, only capturing when movement was present in a room. I’d received the notification that there was activity in our bedroom, which normally meant our cat was rummaging around. But being that Talia was new, it piqued my interest.

The hidden camera caught her sifting through the ornate jewelry box on top of the dresser in our room, removing a ring box, looking around conspiratorially and then leaving. It was obvious what took place.

“Unbelievable. This is what I get for trying someone new,” I thought to myself. I finished up, washed my hands and went out to meet my wife in the theater lobby. My mind raced as to how to traverse the predicament.

*I could tell her, but maybe there’s a more satisfying solution.*

I saw my wife sitting on a small bench awaiting me. She smiled as I approached. Read more »

Going Down in the Elevator [M/F] [Public]

I left the high rise office feeling confident, absolutely nailing the interview. We’d had a rapport, the HR guy and I, and I just had the sense things were looking up.

Approaching the lavish, ornately trimmed elevators, I glanced out the wall-length windows and pressed the “down” button. A boy could get used to working with that view. The city splayed out mathematically, coalescing into a satisfying grid.

The familiar *ding* alerted me to the elevator again as the car arrived. I snapped out of my dreamy state and headed towards the opened doors. An empty elevator. Excellent.

I pressed the button marked “Lobby” and set my back against the rear of the car. A soft *whoosh* followed as the doors closed and a gentle, swift descent began.

Just as I was letting the comforting zen of the quiet overtake me, the brakes delicately enabled and the car came to a stop again. The doors opened on the 30th floor and I raised my head to give whoever was waiting a visual greeting. Read more »