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A Lesson in Babysitting (Tyr & Katy108)

Tyr

Tyr

Pulsar
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May 17, 2009
Location
California
Mike a friend of Jake’s from back in college offered his daughter up as someone to watch Jimmy his young son. Now that he’d divorced that shrew Michael, he was going to start getting his personal life back in order. She'd been a good mother and a fun companion, up until the point she found God, and then it had gone to total shit. With the nasty divorce behind him, and her off to some retreat to get closer to God, Jake was looking to start his personal life over. So Jake had lined up a date with a sweat looking thing that was several years his junior, hoping he might get an opportunity to end his forced celibacy.

Jake stood 6’2” and was of stocky build, weighing close to 230lbs. His brown hair now peppered with gray was cut short in a conservative business look, as he was a successful executive in a hedge fund that specialized in mergers and takeovers. Jake was in excellent shape, mostly because of his regular and diligent use of physical training, even given that he was just into his early forties. Most of that obsession came out of his years in the military, which he did to pay for college. Being a self made man, from modest background, he was proud of how much he’d achieved, and felt it all came from hard work and effort. Putting on slacks, a dress shirt, and a coat, he was almost ready; Mike’s daughter should be along soon. Jake didn’t even know the girl’s name, age or what she looked like, but assumed that the girl would introduce herself. He knew she was over eighteen as he'd met her almost a decade ago, but hadn’t seen her since. He trusted Mike, so he figured she would be responsible.

Normally a very confident and self assured man, Jake was a little nervous about this date, simply because he hadn’t been on one for so long. So he took some extra time, doing some personal cleaning and grooming, though he usually got compliments on how he looked, he wanted to look his best. Having that rugged handsome look, Jake was a man’s man; the kind that others listened to, his size and deep voice commanding attention. Still even if he could look stern or threatening at times, he could just as easily have a large smile break across his face. The doorbell rang, and he heard Jimmy scampering off to open the door, as if it was some race. Taking one last look in the mirror, he hoped his efforts would get him lucky; the last year had been a drought of physical contact with the opposite sex, Jake having decided to abstain as a precaution till the divorce was finalized. He didn’t want anything to interfere with having custody of Jimmy, because there was no way he was going to allow that bible thumping bitch to get his son.

Jake headed downstairs; he could hear Jimmy introducing himself to whom ever was at the door. Smiling he headed to the entryway to introduce himself to the babysitter.

Hey Jimmy who are you talking to?

The babysitter daddy.

Jimmy responded as Jake pulled the door the rest of the way open, to see who his son was chatting with, and of course to invite her in.
 
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Jenna climbed out of her Dad's borrowed black SUV and double checked that she had the right address. Once confirmed, she locked the doors and headed up the drive of what looked like a very nice house. A very large, very nice house indeed. The house belonged to an old friend of her father's, someone he had served with and then kept in contact with since. They guy was also a single dad which gave him something else in common with her dad. He had seemingly not long come off the back of a somewhat nasty divorce and her Dad had 'offered her services' as a babysitter to him for his 5 year old little boy. It was for the most part a chore which didn't upset her too much. She wished her Dad had asked her first, but she almost certainly would have said yes. She had started college a little over a year ago. As the local school had a great reputation for pre-law, she had decided to stay at home rather than traipse off half-way round the country. She could do that when it came to law school but right now, staying at home was cheaper. Most of the time it was difficult to really tell the difference; her mom had died a few years ago and her Dad spent a lot of time working away from home anyway. So there was a mutual convenience in the arrangement in that she looked after the house while he was away, and she had somewhere to stay rent free. But she was for the most part out from under! The babysitting gave her an independent income. Sure, not much of one, but it was something. So she would have said yes for that reason alone. But she was also Daddy's little girl... At least he thought she was and she wasn't ready to disabuse him of that fact quite yet. 

Jenna was 5'7, dark brown hair just a little past her collar and blue eyes. She was athletic and at 143lbs, she was no anorexic stick insect but instead had curves about which she was more than content.  Her 36d-24-35 shape ensured that she had a reasonable amount of interest from the guys at college and a lit more interest than her Dad would have liked. The amount of that interest that was returned however would have given him a minor coronary. Jenna liked sex! It was as simple as that. She had lost her virginity just before the start of her senior year at high school and in the two years or so since then she had had five sexual partners. Three of them had been during her first year of college - all relatively short term affairs. Right now though she was unattached...and thus babysitting on a Friday night was not problematic. 

And so she walked up the driveway, her 3inch heels clicking on the paving, and the light summer dress drifting a little in the breeze. 

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The house was impressive and when her dad had said he was a self-made man, he clearly wasn't exaggerating. Jenna knocked on the door and waited patiently. When it eventually did open, she was a little surprised to see a five year old in pyjamas the other side. She smiled as the boy introduced himself and then crouched down in front of him. 

"Well good evening Jimmy. My name is Jenna. I'm here as your babysitter. Is your Daddy home?"

As she asked the question she became aware of the shadow emerging behind the little boy. She looked up to see a man she could only presume to be Jake. She smiled a smile which reached her eyes and held out her hand. It took her a few seconds to realise that she was still crouched down, and she stood up quickly, smoothing down the bottom of her dress as she did so. 

"Hi. I was just telling your son. I'm Jenna ... Mike's daughter."
 
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Jake was pleasantly surprised for Mike’s daughter was all grown up. She had obviously filled out in all the right places, and the awkward young girl was now replaced by a lovely full grown woman. Still smiling he swings his arm inviting her in.

Come on in! Nice to meet you Jenna. I’m Jake, and you’ve already met my son Jimmy.

Standing aside, he made room for her to enter, so he could shut the door. Once the door is closed, he directs everyone into the great room, which had a large living area, dining and kitchen. The place was nicely appointed, but showed the signs of an active family living in it.

I guess I should give you the short tour so you know where things are. My cell phone number is next to the phone, as are all the other important numbers. You can have any food you can scrounge, and there is soda and water in the refrigerator. Jimmy should be down by 9:00pm and I should be back by Midnight.

Jake continued to explain the rules, as he started the tour of the house, which wasn’t long as she only needed to know a few things about the house.

Jimmy bedroom is down there, there are also a guest bedroom and an office down there. The bathroom is the second door on the…

Jake was professional, and though he did note her feminine curves, he was all business, as he concentrated on the task at hand, so he could get going. The date coming up being the only priority he was concerned with at this exact moment, so his attention was a bit strained as he went through the basics and thought about his plans for the evening.

Did I miss something? Is there anything else you need?

Jimmy having met the babysitter, had already wandered off to play a game on his portable console. Jake stood in the great room with the attractive younger woman, his eyes trying there best not to leer at her fine form. He blamed it on the last year without sex, for his extra glance at her body.
 
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Jenna stepped inside and waited as Jake closed the door and the she followed his direction into the main living room. As impressed as she was when she walked up to the house, she was even more impressed now. Very classic. Very classy. But she couldn't help noticing the absence of feminine touches. Perhaps that was something he had gotten rid of during the last year; perhaps his wife hadnt been the homely type. But the room felt relaxed and comfortable despite being filled with very expensive furniture and fittings.

As Jake spoke to her, guiding her around the basics of the house, she listened attentively, looked where he pointed and made the right noises at the right times. He was relaxed and professional and friendly. As they walked around, Jenna couldnt help but notice the man. Well built. Strong. Distinguished. She wasn't sure how old he was exactly but she presumed that he wasn't that much older or younger than her dad. But he looked a lot younger... a lot better. She couldn't help wondering what kind of woman he liked. Obviously there were no photographs of his ex-wife anywhere she could see. Was he the kind of man who preferred blondes? The supermodel type?

Jenna sudenly realized he had asked her a question and that they were back where they started from in the main living area. She smiled and shook her head.

"No... I don't think so. I'm sure I'll be able to find everything I need and Jimmy and I will be just fine."
 
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Jake nodded at the young woman’s confirmation that she understood his instructions, and that she didn’t need any further information to accomplish her task. She seemed competent and didn’t look irresponsible in anyway, and in fact she looked very nice. Wouldn't it be sweet to be that age again, and fuck a hot coed like her? Jake thought to himself as got briefly distracted.

Great! Then you guys have fun, and I’ll be back around midnight.

Jake turned and stepped over to where Jimmy was playing, and in a serious fatherly voice spoke to him.

Now you listen to Jenna Jimmy, and do as she tells you. I don’t want to hear you made any trouble for her, or I’ll cut off your game playing, you understand me young man?

Jimmy nodded to his father, having heard the same thing a million times.

Sure dad, I promise.

Jimmy said as he turned back and returned to his game. Jake comes back to Jenna, smiling as he prepared to leave. Speaking in a softer quieter conspiratorial voice hopefully that Jimmy wouldn’t hear.

He’s a good kid; he won’t give you much trouble, except wanting to stay up. Once you get him in bed, he'll go right to sleep, and nothing will wake him up. Hey, if I’m running a little late, can I pay you extra to stay later, will it be an issue?

Jake was covering his bases with the thought in mind that if he did get lucky, he’d like to get as much time as possible in.
 
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Jenna smiled as she watched Jake telling to Jimmy to behave but she wasn’t entirely convinced that he was listening. She silently hoped this wasn’t going to be the child from hell; she really didn’t want to have to spend the next five or six hours fighting to get him to settle down.

“Like I said, I’m sure we will be fine. And of course there’s no problem if you are a little late. Dad’s away for ten days so I don’t have to be back for anything... anyone... take whatever time you need.” Jenna smiled sweetly wondering whether Jake was expecting to get laid at the end of his date. But she really didn’t mind if it was after midnight. Why shouldn’t he have a little fun. And out of nowhere, Jenna was suddenly surprised as the slight feeling of envy over his date. She shook the thought out of her head ‘God, you’ve only just met the guy....’

She walked with him to the door. “Hope you have fun. Don’t worry about us.” She closed the door behind him, took a breath and then walked into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and took out a can of diet soda and then went to check on Jimmy. “Are you winning?” She sat down on the couch watching him and the game playing out on the screen whilst he subjected her to a detailed explanation of exactly what was happening and exactly how good he was compared to everyone else in his class. She made the right noises (she hoped) in the right places. An hour later he was still talking.

Getting him to go to bed had involved a number of bargains... a cookie... milk... one more game... but in the end she managed to get him into bed, face washed, teeth brushed by 9.20pm. And his dad had been right about him settling straight away. She headed back to the kitchen and this time made herself a cup of coffee and took one of the cookies with it. She sat in the great room watching TV for a couple of hours and then got up and checked in on Jimmy. Fast asleep. Blankets everywhere. She covered him up and closed the door behind her. When she stepped back out into the hallway, she wandered a little aimlessly down to the guess room and had a quick look inside. It was huge. And as everywhere else in the house was very nicely decorated and fitted out. She came out closing the door behind her and look at the door of the office. She probably shouldn’t go in there. There was absolutely no need for her to go in there. But she couldn’t help wondering what it looked like. And it wasn’t as if she was going to do any harm. And who would know. A little cautiously, she stepped over to the door and opened it slowly.

It was very different to the rest of the house in many ways and Jenna couldn’t help but wonder if this was where Jake felt most at home. It was warm and rich. Panelled walls and built in book shelves. A giant TV on the one wall. A huge oak desk with desk lamp and an iMac sitting on top of it. The desk lamp provided a soft orange light around the room. A high back leather chair on each side of the desk. A large leather couch on the far wall under the window. Jenna found herself walking in, stepping around the place... getting a closer view. The walls were adorned with a variety of pictures; prints, paintings, sketches. All of women in various states of undress... in various poses... They were... artistic rather than pornographic although Jenna wasn’t exactly sure where the line was. Erotica perhaps rather than pornography. Jenna wondered whether they were on the wall when Jake’s wife was around; whether his son was allowed in this room. She walked over to the book shelves. Business books and biographies and works about the stock market and trading. At the far end of the shelves, near the giant wall-mounted TV, was a cabinet. On top sat a half-full crystal brandy decanter and two upturned heavy crystal glasses. One of the drawers in the cabinet was open... just a little.. enough to see that inside were DVDs. One of the cases was lying open, empty on the top. Without really thinking, Jenna turned the front of the DVD case over so that she could read what it was. Her jaw dropped and she smiled a little. Then she eased open the drawer slowly. It was a deep drawer and the DVDs had all been placed in the drawer on their sides so that as you looked down, you could read the titles on the spines. They were all pornographic DVDs. Next to the open DVD case was a remote control. Jenna reached out her hand, hesitated for a moment, but then picked it up and walked over to the TV. She switched it on and then pressed the play button.

The room was suddenly filled with the sound of a woman moaning and gasping and the images of a man fucking her in front of a group of other watching. Jenna couldn’t believe what she was watching. What she was hearing. She was shocked... but at the same time she couldn’t stop watching. She stepped back a little and sat down on the arm of the leather chair in front of the desk. She stared at the screen watched how this woman was being used. She fidgeted a little suddenly realizing that what she was watching was starting to have an effect on her body. One hand moved a little up and down her thigh, beginning to creep a little higher, slipping under the hem of her dress, fingers brushing over her panty-covered mound. She chewed her lower lip and was so focused on the screen that she wasn’t aware of the door to the room opening silently behind her.
 
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With everything in order Jake headed out the door to garage, his almost new sports car waiting for him. Normally he would have been thinking about his date, Alice and how he might get the opportunity to spend some time doing the horizontal mambo with her, but instead as he pulled out of the garage, and headed down the street, he was thinking of the hot sexy coed that was back at his house. Finally though as he heads across town, he put the young woman out of his mind and starts to think about his date. Jake wasn’t looking for anything serious after having left a dysfunctional relationship, and just wanted to have some fun. As he gotten older, and matured, the type of woman and relationship he wanted had changed. Even if Michelle his wife hadn’t found God, he was finding their conventional relationship stifling and restrictive. Straight normal sex, just wasn’t enough, he wanted animalistic, unbridled, wild passionate sex. In fact he didn’t want to make love as much as uninhibited fucking. Even now his cock stirred in his pants, in hopeful anticipation, as he headed to meet his date at a café downtown.

While Jenna dealt with Jimmy he dealt with Alice. Unfortunately, Jenna got Jimmy to bed, something Jake didn’t do with his date. In fact the longer he sat with her as she droned on about her clothes, her nails, and why there were no skilled hairstylist able to properly deal with her hair, he found himself wanting to escape. The woman was a complete bore, which might have been palatable if he were just able to shove his cock in her mouth to shut her up. She never stopped talking about herself; never let him have a word in edge wise, which only made him loath the situation more. Drinks and dinner aside, he thought maybe he would get a nightcap and some relief for his frustration, but it was not to be. By the time dinner was over it was obvious that they hadn’t connected on any level, and that neither of them had any interest in the other. So they parted ways, with pleasant comments that they each would catch up later at some unspecified late date, which both knew was complete bullshit. Jake had interest in fucking, but not this dumb ass stupid self centered bitch, who wasn’t worth the effort or time.

So Jake returned home, still with a bad case of blue balls, and a rather frustrated attitude. It wasn’t that he hated women, but lately they had been the bane of his existence, and with his pent up sexual frustration it wasn’t getting better. Maybe he’d just have to call one of those escort services and get some high paid piece of ass over to fuck, though truly that would only be a temporary solution, he knew his sexual drive and his changing sexual proclivities required a far more significant answer. He thought about his dilemma on the drive home.

With Jimmy asleep he didn’t yell out on his arrival home, the bedrooms were towards the back of the house, so getting home shouldn't wake him, not that that was likely. Still coming into the main room he didn’t see the babysitter, which was odd, but not thinking much of it he heads to the back of the house, to check on Jimmy and see if she was back there with him. Jake was only partway down the hall, and just about to pass his office door, when he heard something that he shouldn't be hearing, which of course was the sound of someone actively engaged in sex. Did she invite a boy over, was his first thought. So he quietly opened the door to his office, to peer in and see what was going on. He was of course was surprised by what he saw, which was his plasma large screen television playing one of his favorite adult titles, and his babysitter with her hand between her legs enjoying it. Jake should probably have coughed or made himself known, but he found himself enchanted by the whole scene, and he just stood there quietly watching the young woman enjoy herself.
 
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Jenna was transfixed. She heard nothing but the soundtrack from the DVD that Jake had left in the player. The girl on the screen kept moaning and gasping and squealing as the man fucked her hard from behind, and as the guys who were looking on providing words of encouragement to him or words of abuse to her. Jenna couldn't take her eyes off it. Sure she had seen porn movies before; a past boyfriend had wanted her to watch some with him and she had kind of liked it, but that had been nothing like this. And what surprised her most was how much it was turning her on.

She slipped her fingers inside her panties and spread her knees a little wider. Her trimmed pussy was slick with moisture and her fingers moved easily between her folds and around her clit. She moaned softly and bit down on her lower lip. And then over everything... Jenna heard something that didn't come from the DVD. She turned around so quickly that her rear fell of the arm of the chair and she finished up in a heap on the floor.

When her brain finally registered Jake standing at the door, the colour drained from her face. She opened her mouth to say something, closed it, opened it again, closed her. She couldn't get her brain to work quickly enough to come up with a plausible explanation, not only as to why she was in his office but why she had been sat watching his porn.
 
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Jake had quietly stood there not saying a thing, because he hadn’t given it any thought, but the likely reason was he didn’t want it to stop. There were a lot of things he’d done or witnessed in his life, but never had he seen a young hot college coed, playing with herself. The movie was good, a nice vignette of sex girl being taken from behind, a particular favorite of his. The man had a hold of her head by the hair and her back exquisitely arched as he fucked her. Still he’d seen the scene many a time, in the last year or so of his forced celibacy, so it held almost no interest compared to the young coed with her hand between her legs.

Finally though the girl noticed his presence and froze in place, the look of panic and terror obvious to him. She’d been caught and she had nowhere to go, falling to the floor, and if he didn’t say or do something she’d bolt. And if there was something he didn’t want to happen it was for her to go. Already the tool in his pants was stirring, just at the thought of this young sexy coed and what it would be like to be with her.

So what do you think you are doing?

The voice was stern and commanding as he stared down at her, the movie continuing in the background. He purposely wasn’t smiling, because he didn’t want to give away, that he was pleased with finding her in such a compromising position.

What kind of little pervert are you?

Jake of course thought the exact same kind I am, but there was no reason to say that. Rather than think this through or find some moral reason to stop, his personal sexual frustration and need dictated and drove his actions. Jake now discovered, stepped into the room, the door shutting behind him as he advanced on her.

Do you think this kind of behavior is acceptable?
 
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If Jake had looked imposing when she had first met him, he looked so much more so now. Jenna stared up at him as he began to approach, feeling her heart pounding.

"N...nothing... I was... it was... nothing... I'm... I'm sorry...ohhh God." She tugged at the hem of her dress trying desperately to cover her thighs... although perhaps subconsciously it was an attempt to try and hide herself altogether. She silently prayed for the floor to open up at that moment and swallow her whole... anything to get her out of the piercing gaze of the man now approaching her. But then she registered the word 'pervert'. 'Hang on a minute' she thought to herself. It was his porn. He already had it in the DVD.

"What? I'm not... It's... it's your damn movie... along with the other dozen or so in the drawer... " she pulled herself to her feet, a little of her embarrassment giving way to a little annoyance - offense might be the best form of defense here. But then she couldn't go too far... what if he decided to tell her father... oh God... how the hell would she explain that? When Jake asked her whether she thought the behaviour was appropriate, she opened her mouth to answer but another voice beat her to it. One of the 'audience' on the DVD spoke loud and clear...

"Look at the bitch man... she's fucking lovin' it." Jenna turned her head quickly to the screen and then back to Jake. She felt herself turning crimson.
 
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The young woman had some spunk and he’d obviously pushed a button that had her on the defensive. She was obviously trying to come up with some reasonable defense for what she was doing, and was having trouble. Jake wasn’t going to give her the respite or opportunity to come up with an explanation or sound reasoning for her actions. Instead he wanted to keep her off balance mentally, and in a vulnerable position.

Yes, it is my movie, and you seem to be enjoying it. Do you usually watch porn when babysitting?

The woman on the screen was obviously vocal and seemingly appreciative of how the well-hung stud was using her. Her body was moving in every way to evoke the carnal desire of the man, as he was pushing her against the wall, and pumping his substantial length into her body.

Do you like what you are seeing? She does seem to be enjoying it.

Jake said in a casual almost conspiratorial fashion, as he now stood but inches from her, he hadn’t touched her in any fashion, but he now was invading her personal space. Did he smell the faint aroma of female arousal? She’d obviously been enjoying himself, and though he hadn’t seen the final destination of her fingers, he had no doubt what she had been up to. The thoughts that were swirling around in his mind weren’t appropriate and some were socially frowned upon, and other downright deviant, but all of them involved this sweet hot young coed. Almost any other time in his life he would have laughed, let her know it was okay, and helped her out of her embarrassing situation, but today wasn’t that day. Instead he was actively considering how to use the situation to his maximum advantage, to of course take complete advantage of her.

Jake reached out and took her hand, bringing it quickly up to his face, taking a deep inhalation, so he could smell her fingers, and confirm the truth even if she said something different.
 
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Jenna stared up at Jake. Her breathing was shallow, quicker than normal, as if she'd just run
a couple of flights of stars. Her chest visibly rising and falling.

"No...I ... I dont.. I don't watch it...not at all." She drew herself up a little taller, straighter as if doing so would make what she was saying sound more genuine and believable...although it was true she had never watched porn while she was babysitting before. She had seen porn movies before though. A guy she dated for a couple of months like her to watch it with him before they fucked but his porn hadn't been like this. Without really thinking, she looked back at the screen and then back to Jake again. "I didn't know that it was... that... in the player. I had only just switched it on...just before you came in... I was about to switch it off and..." She forced herself to look straight at him, keeping eye contact, swallowing hard as he took another step closer to her. The chair was immediately behind her and she had nowhere to go to open up the space between them again.

Only when he asked questions referencing what was on the DVD did she break the eye contact and again it was instinctive rather than voluntary. When she looked back she was angry with herself as well as Jake, and she didn't answer either question, lifting her chin in a sign of defiance and clenching her jaw.

When he took her hand, she didn't realise until it was too late... For some reason, in that split second she thought he was going to take her hand and kiss it and tell her not to worry. When he inhaled, Jenna suddenly realised and she snapped her hand away out of his grasp, folding her fingers into her palm and then her arms across her chest. She stared at him again. Clenched her jaw again.

"Maybe... I... I think I should be going... " She waited for him to step aside
 
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Jake watched the young woman, she had some courage as she tried to confront him, declaring she’d didn’t know the movie was there, and that she’d never watched anything like it before. Some how Jake doubted that was the truth, though where the truth lie probably wasn’t going to be forth coming. What was obvious was that she found it interesting and from what he smelled upon her fingers, she had enjoyed watching it so far. Standing there confidently, he naturally blocked her most obvious escape route, as he looked past the hand he held, down and into her eyes, a knowing smirk plastered across his face. Her hand quickly pulls back.

Why should you be going? You were obviously enjoying the movie; don’t you want to see the way it ends?

His naturally deep voice softly and calmly asks the question. The line of her jaw and the way she stood made it clear that she had an elevated level of stress and discomfort. Making no effort to lessen her uneasiness or distress, Jake started to press forward, and see just what he could get away with.

You shouldn’t be afraid, most people watch adult entertainment, even if they don’t admit it. Though my choices maybe a little less mainstream then some. Like everybody, I have my preferences.

Almost as he said so the man with more force shoved the girl against the wall, pinning her there as he pulled his cock from the girl wet pussy, and a begins to guide it into her ass, the girl obviously pleased with the choice, her verbal encouragement of the guy clear. The guy’s face wasn’t even visible; the only thing visible was his substantial length slowly disappearing into the sex young girl’s ass.

You seem to me to be the kind of girl that isn’t afraid to say it like it is. Are you afraid to say you are enjoying my movie? I know I’ve enjoyed it several times.

Jake was confident, and had a clear self image about himself, and so wasn’t concerned that she knew about him having pornographic movies, or that he watched them. If someone were to ask, he would have responded truthfully, he didn’t have that social hang or stigma up about such things.
 
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She took a quick breath and swallowed hard. "You're back now. There's.... there's no need for me to stay... and no...I... I dont want to ... to see the end of... that." She looked away... towards the TV screen again and then realizing she looked at the floor.

She thought about denying his accusation that she had been enjoying the movie, but then wondered whether there was really any point. He had obviously seen or guessed what she had been doing and having smelled her fingers... Internally she cringed for about the thousandth time in the last three minutes. She just needed to leave. Get out before she died of embarrassment. He was obviously never going to ask her to babysit again, but she really really didn't care. She really never wanted to have to face this man again. And all she could do was hope that he never mentioned this to her father. Suddenly she was aware that he was talking to her again. When he suggested that she was scared, her head snapped back up again and she pulled herself up a little taller. He had moved closer to her. She had nowhere to go. She unfolded her arms and placed them on the chair behind her to make sure she didn't fall backwards in an attempt to move away from him.

"I... I didn't say I was afraid. What would I be afraid of? And... and whilst most of the people you know might watch it, Im sure most of the people I know dont." The noise from the DVD increased and without thinking Jenna looked back at the screen in time to see the guy pushing his huge cock into the girls ass. Jenna shifted a little in her stance as the image of a cock sliding into her own ass suddenly appeared in her head. She quickly pushed it out and forced her gaze away from the screen.

Staring at him again, she opened her mouth to answer him again and again closed it. What could she say. If she said she wasn't enjoying the movie, he would know she was lying. If she said she was.... she swallowed hard again and felt her cheeks flush. "Ww...what if I was?" She had wanted to sound strong and defiant and in the end the question came out little more above the volume of a whisper.
 
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Jake didn’t move and made no move to get out of her way, or to let her pass, though neither did he directly restrain her. Instead he just stood in her path of escape, and continued to see how far and for how long he could press the conversation. The young woman was obviously paying some attention to the hardcore erotic action, and even if she initially was reluctant to admit she was aroused by it, the evidence was clear. So much was being said, even if there were few words spoken.

He’d gotten her attention with the comment about being afraid; truly it was just a way to manipulate her and to get her to react in the way he wanted. When her eyes shifted to or she looked at the movie, he stopped and said nothing, not wanting to break her attention, for in a way the more she took in the movie the better his chances were with the plan that was already forming in his mind. Much like a guy getting caught watching an attractive girl, it just showed that there was interest, and were there was interest, there could be intent.

There is nothing wrong if you were enjoying it, that’s what its for? And though you may be sure that most of the people you know would never watch or take pleasure in something like this, which I believe to be naïve at best, you obviously can. We as a society seem to think death, mayhem and dismemberment are acceptable forms of entertainment, but anything of the flesh is to be shunned, denied and disavowed. How could we enjoy such dirty, nasty, and disgusting things as two people physically enjoying each other?

Jake wasn’t purposely being philosophical, and yet he had found that the way that society as a whole dealt with sex and the body to be at best provincial. They all spouted how open-minded and sophisticated they were, and yet this one subject seemed the most taboo of things. With his ex-wife becoming on of those narrow-minded hypocrites, he found his own needs and desires going in exactly the opposite direction. Jake wanted to taste everything life had to offer, and one of the most succulent of things he most desired was a woman who was truly sexually open, not bound by the moral constraints and unafraid to explore all aspects of sexual interaction. With some luck, just maybe this coed might be that woman.

The man on the screen was more aggressively enjoying the young girl’s back door, and though she was pinned beneath him and at first seemingly forced, it was clearly now evident that she was a connoisseur of such illicit behavior as she goaded the well endowed man to use her ass.

What is wrong with us, that we can get pleasure from such morally inappropriate behavior?

Jake of course was including himself, for if anything he found the whole thing very stimulating.
 
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'Just walk out. Push past him and tell him good night.' Jenna heard the voice in her head telling her what to do as she looked up at him. But her feet remained glued to the spot. There was something about him, something about his physical presence which kept her there. He had touched her, wasn't holding her, but his presence, the tone of his voice, his calm confidence... whatever it was, something kept her rooted to the spot.

Was it fear? Was she scared of HIM? NO! Of course not, that was stupid... why would she be... Ok, maybe a little. Nervous not scared. Jenna swallowed, chewed on her lower lip, the only noises in the room was from the DVD. The guy's grunting. Her squealing and moaning. Voices from those watching encouraging him or commenting on her. And then he asked her about why people found it ok to watch violence but not this.

"Why would I know that. I'm pre-law not sociology or media studies." her reply was flippant, perhaps a little arrogant and condescending and Almost as soon as the words left her mouth she regretted it. She fou d herself looking a the screen again.

"Maybe because some might see this as violence... abuse? Exploitation? It's pretty degrading... And maybe she... Maybe she isn't doing this through choice?" she shrugged and looked back to him. "But I guess you're right. There may be something of a double standard in play."

Suddenly the volume from the DVD went up again and she looked back to it. Watching. Staring. Imagining,
 
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The girl was nibbling on her lip and obviously fidgeting, so Jake assumed she was nervous and probably confused and unsettled. So her defiant outburst about her lack of knowledge and education came off as amusing and humorous to him. The girl’s attention was obviously still being drawn to the decadent and some would say degenerate behavior being displayed on the large screen television.

I see you’re just saying that you just lack the proper education and experiences to understand why these people would enjoy such debased and carnal of activities.

Jake watched the scene continue, as the two bodies seemed to merge again and again with almost violence. The girl only slipping from his grasp so she could suck on his cock, before she was again jerked up and thrown against the wall. Sweat and perspiration were pouring of the two sexual combatants as the male asked if she loved it, and she of course responded loudly in the affirmative.

I some how doubt that woman feels she is being exploited, she seems a very willing and eager participant.

The man on the screen as Jake knew he would, began to verbally berate the woman, and to declare her an anal and cum slut, which the woman surprisingly agreed with, as if she were proud of it. Even as the woman was answering, Jake was reaching around the young coed, on of his hands very quickly and very abruptly diving between her legs, pressing the material down upon her sensitive flesh. His large hand and skilled fingers know exactly where to touch and massage.

And even if she is being degraded and used, she seems to be enjoying it. Maybe she knows something you don’t. Haven't you ever just wanted to be taken, and be used completely by a man, not some impish boy, but a man.
 
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She couldn't help but laugh a little but her nervousness was evident within it. "Whether it's a PROPER education might be as equally debateable as the merits of violence over... this. But no... I've never... experienced... And who is to know what might be motivating her to let him fuck... do that... but yes. She does look like she wants...."

Suddenly, she jumped, half gasped half squealed as she was taken by surprise by his hand moving firmly between her legs. So focused had she unintentionally become on the screen that she was not aware of his movement. Instinctively her own hands moved to his, trying to push his hand away. As she pushed and tried to move her lower body away, she succeeded only in moving herself more into the curve of his arm as it wrapped behind her. As she moved, his hand merely followed. And if she was being completely honest with herself at that moment, she wasn't perhaps pushing as hard as she might, although that was much more of a subconcious thing.

Was she scared of him now? No... not of HIM and her nervousness had been replaced by something else. She was perhaps scared of what was about to happen; that was true. But she was suddenly aware of a sense of ... excitement... anticipation.

Her breathing had quickened a little more and as she was wrapped within the crook of his arm, she looked up at him, wide-eyed, her mouth open a touch as she gasped softly at the movement of his hand. But she couldn't bring herself to answer his question for fear of her voice once again betraying her lie.
 
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Jake felt the girl jerk at his touch, and stop in mid sentence her rather convoluted response to his prior statement. The young woman quickly moved her smaller and delicate hand over his in an attempt to dislodge it. She was trying, though not particularly hard to get his hand out from between her legs, though she wasn't screaming, yelling over even clawing at him. Her lack of a desperate or even serious outraged type response, only embolden him to continue. The hand continued to boldly rub the area between her legs, not in the least concerned that he was in the most inappropriate fashion invading her personal space and doing something that she hadn’t given him permission to. Not that he had any intention of asking or of stopping.

The two on the screen continued to engage in an eager and enthusiastic coupling. Their bodies meeting in loud series of smacking sounds, as the man buried his prodigious length into the woman, his hanging balls slapping her pussy. The man on the television reaches around and grabs the young slut’s tits, using them as handgrips as he continued to fuck her ass from behind. Jake’s hand slips beneath the lower hem of her dress, now slides up over her panties, rubbing her sex with less obstruction.

Of course she wants it, and he just had to take it. Sometimes we over think things, find excesses, or reason to avoid what we really want, we are afraid what others will think or say.

Jake didn’t ask her is she wanted his attention, or if he should stop, he simply just did it. His own arousal starting to fill his pants, as it nestled against her as his other hand held her tight against him.
 
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Jenna squirmed a little, pushed at his hand and moaned softly. But she didn't scream or shout. The moan was mostly desperation... a little frustration at what he was doing... confusion at how it made her feel. Jenna knew she should just push this man away. Knew she should firmly tell him that his attention was unwanted...unwelcome...offensive. But she didn't. And maybe there was something else behind the moan as well. And maybe it wasn't unwanted... or unwelcome even if it was offensive. And that just added to her confusion.

Jenna gasped again as she felt his fingers touch first her thigh then higher without the fabric of her dress keeping skin from skin.

"Jake...I...I don't think... We shouldnt... Your son is only...."

Jake ignored her and kept talking about the woman in the film and jenna's eyes moved back to it. She moaned again as Jake's fingers worked between her legs, her moans mixing now with the soundtrack from the DVD. And Jenna wondered whether Jake was just talking about the woman on the screen... Was she finding excuses to avoid what she really wanted? She whimpered a little and a she did so her knees flexed just a little to allow her to press herself against Jake's fingers.
 
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Jake wants to chuckle for the young woman wasn’t saying no, and her body was already giving indication of quite the opposite. Still she was verbally beginning a list of excuses, which amused him. In answer his large skilled fingers played across the thin delicate fabric of her panties, and though he couldn’t see what he was doing or what they looked like, he could feel what lay beneath his fingers, as they pressed the thin fabric into the folds of her sex. The delicate material slipping and moving as his hand and fingers pressed firmly down, working her most private of areas.

The boy sleeps deeply and won’t awake.

Jake could remember the time the smoke detector went off and his son just kept sleeping. Kids were amazing how they could just be awake one moment and deeply gone the next. Putting the issue of his son aside, he concentrated on the young thing captured in his arm.

You shouldn’t think, just let go, and enjoy yourself. Do what feels good to you.

Speaking calming he almost whispers into her ear, his breathe slipping between the strands of her hair as he talks into her ear. Rather than ask if she wanted to continue or some other question that might elicit a response he didn’t want, Jake instead tries to keep her attention off permission, and instead on what was happening.

Spread your legs.

The words were soft but firm, a clear instruction, which of course would only give him further access to her. Still standing behind her, the hand that was holding her about the waist, still wrapped around her now slides up, the one large hand slowly enveloping one of the ample mounds of her chest. It was obvious that Jake felt he had her implicit permission to continue even if it was by omission.
 
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"Oh God" she gasped in a whisper and closed her eyes. What was happening to her? What was she doing? What was he doing? His breath was hot against the nape of her neck and as it caught in her ear, she felt the shiver run through her body. This shouldn't be happening she shouldn't let it. But it was... It was... She could find the words but she knew it was something she had never felt before. There was a need... a want building somewhere inside her and here this man was telling her not to think, to let go, to enjoy.

No man had ever made her feel like this before. Of course, soneone like Jake wouldn't regard her as experienced in the ways of making love... in fucking... But none of the five of them had been like this. it was true that three of them had started out as drunken fumblings but all of them had been either timid and sheepish...almost apologetic or they had been loutish and quick. What had he said a few minutes ago? Being used by a man rather than an impish boy. Was this what had been missing with those previous five?

His voice broke through her thoughts again. God there was even something about his voice. It matched the controlled arrogance of his actions and her body responded accordingly. Her left foot moved hesitantly away from her right and she moaned a little louder as his hand moved up to her tit. As her one hand was wrapped partly around the wrist and back of his hand that was between her kegs, her free and moved on top of his other hand as I squeezed her tit. The tips of her fingers curled over and around his forefinger but again there was no attempt to pull it away and if anything, Jenna found herself leaning back into the solid form behind her.
 
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If there was resistance or reluctance it was quickly ebbing away, Jake’s hands making short work of it. Confidently knowing he had her, the hand between her legs, pulls up and off of her damp panties. Rising up, it goes only as far as the waistband, were it slips beneath it, sliding between the band and her warm smooth belly. Jake’s fingers gently pulling the fabric from between the soft folds were his hand had pressed them, as it moved into her panties. His fingers soon replaced the fabric as they graze over her pussy, not at first invading, but instead lightly sliding over her sex.

Where she might have expected his hand to quickly invade her heat, instead, his lips gently settled down on her neck, and lightly kissed it. Jake’s mouth opening as he kissed her neck, taking his first taste of her. For a few moments he does this savoring the experience, before his lips ever so slightly come off of her neck so he could speak. And even as he speaks the hand between her legs, slides over and through the soft damp folds of her pussy, feeling her warmth and wetness.

The scene on the television continued, as the stud fucking the woman, did her with near impossible stamina. The woman was obviously building to yet another orgasm, the man briefly letting go of one of her tits, and reaches around and aggressively rubs her pussy as he continued to plow her ass with a slower steadier pace.

Jake kept his attention on the younger woman, knowing exactly what was going on the screen, and instead directed all of his efforts to arousing her. Even if she were to resist him, he was sure that her body would betray her. Already he felt her moving to make herself more available, and if it was conscious or unconscious was irrelevant, all that mattered was her submission.
 
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With her eyes shut, her other senses heightened. The sounds coming from the DVD became just a little louder in her head. The feel of his hands on her body, of his breath on her neck became more intense. The voice in her head that was telling her to stop this... to stop him.. to walk away... was slowly being drowned out by the darker shadows of her body and mind.

She moaned softly at the loss of his fingers and then at the fact that when they returned they teased her. As his hand moved away, her hand did nothing to stop it. Her hand moved away altogether and came to rest behind her on Jake's hip. Did he know how much he was making her crave his touch. The moan became a gasp as she felt him kiss her, her heading bending away, exposing more of her neck to him. Almost inviting him. And then again, he pulled away.

Her body arched, her back curving such that her shoulders pushed more against Jake's chest, but her tits lifted and pushed forward. Lower down her ass pushed back against him and pushed down once again towards his hand. With every passing second he made her want... need... more.
 
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They’d said so little, and yet her body was speaking loudly. The small whimpers and moans nothing more than icing on the cake. Jake saw her neck twist and back arch, every action a sign of her now willing participation in this somewhat depraved encounter. What was going to happen was for Jake a foregone conclusion, how it was to happen was still to be seen. The rough tips of his fingers rubbing her moist folds and the little nub buried within. He knew his way around the female body, and skillfully applied that familiarity with a single minded intent. Though he doubted she was unfamiliar with the process, he hoped that he kept her so aroused that she didn’t get second thoughts about what they were doing.

To add to the effort when she arched her back, the arm and hand that enveloped her, moved to more aggressively massaged and groped her tit through the dress. The fingers spread as they cupped and caressed her ample mound, her body now completely in his embrace, one hand between her legs and another wrapping around her and playing with her bountiful chest. Their bodies melded together as he no longer considered her the young daughter of a friend turned convenient babysitter, but as a subject of his carnal desires.

When her ass pressed against him, she couldn’t help but note his own arousal, her body bringing out his own desires and offering a clear solution to his personal frustration. Maybe he should have reconsidered, or thought of the ramifications of this act, but the desire was simply too great, he wanted her and he was going to have her. The arms and hands briefly release her as he helps to guide her.

Bend over.

The tone was firm and commanding the desk in front the clear destination of his demand.
 
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