Babysitter Homewrecker

The sun was setting over the small town of Wilmington, casting a warm glow over the white picket fence that surrounded the cozy two-story home. Inside, Rachel sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the half-empty glass of wine in front of her. She had always thought that her life was perfect – a loving husband, two sweet kids, a beautiful home, and a fulfilling career as a nurse. But lately, something had been missing.

It was then that the doorbell rang. Rachel got up to answer it, and there on the doorstep stood a young woman with long curly hair and a warm smile. “Hi, I’m Leah, the new babysitter you hired,” she said. Rachel was taken aback by the sudden appearance of this stranger on her doorstep since she had forgotten calling for a babysitter. But as she looked into Leah’s eyes, she felt something stir within her. For the first time in a long time, she felt truly alive.

As Leah began to chat about her experience and qualifications, Rachel was drawn in by her easy charm and friendly manner. She knew that this young woman would be perfect to take care of her children.

Leah was a young woman in her early twenties, with long curly hair that cascaded down her shoulders in a riot of dark brown waves. Her skin was a warm caramel color and her eyes were a deep brown that seemed to hold a hint of mystery. She had a gentle and friendly smile that made her seem approachable and kind. She was of average height, with a curvy figure and an easy way of moving. She was dressed simply, in a t-shirt and jeans, with a small backpack slung over her shoulder. Her appearance conveyed a sense of youthfulness and vitality, with an air of confidence and independence.

“Welcome to our family, Leah. We look forward to having you look after the kids,” Rachel said with a smile as she closed the door. As the night went on, Rachel kept returning to the feeling that there was something special about Leah. She felt a connection to her that she couldn’t quite explain. It was a feeling that she knew would change her life forever.

A few days later, having forgotten about his wife telling him about the babysitter, Michael walked into the house, his mind preoccupied with the stresses of work. But as he entered the living room, he saw her. Leah, his new babysitter. She was sitting on the couch, reading a book. She looked up as he walked in, and their eyes met.

He noticed the way her curly hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the way her eyes sparkled in the light. He felt a sudden jolt of attraction, and he knew that he had to speak to her.

“Hi, I’m Michael, Rachel’s husband,” he said, trying to sound casual but feeling anything but.

“Hi, I’m Leah,” she replied with a smile.

“You must be the new babysitter,” said Michael.

“Yes, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” said Leah as she got up to shake Michael’s hand. When their hands met, Michael was shocked by the softness of Leah’s hands. His wife’s hands had become hard and calloused from working as a nurse. Leah’s hands felt like a cloud. Coupled with her bright smile and petite figure, there was no comparison to his wife of several years.

“So, Leah, thanks for agreeing to babysit for us. We really appreciate it.”

“No problem, I’m happy to help. So, what are the details for tonight? What time should I expect to be finished?”

“We’ll be gone from 6pm until around 10pm. Thanks for coming early today, my wife should be home with the kids shortly. That work for you?”

“That works for me. Do you have any specific rules or guidelines for the kids while I’m here?”

“Just the usual stuff. No candy before dinner, and make sure they brush their teeth before bed. Oh, and the kids have a bedtime of 8:30pm.”

“Got it. And what about payment? Do you have a rate in mind?”

“We were thinking $25 an hour. Does that sound fair to you?”

“That sounds fair. And what about if the kids are extra tired or if I need to stay longer than expected?”

“If that happens, we can work out a different rate. We’ll make sure you’re compensated for your time.”

“Sounds good. Thank you for the offer. Is there anything else I should know before I start?”

“No, I think that covers it. The Wi-Fi is on a QR code on the fridge in case Rachel didn’t tell you. Thank you again for helping us out. We really appreciate it.”

“No problem, I’m happy to do it. See you later tonight.”

Rachel and Michael have been married for a decade now. They met in college, where they were both studying business. It was love at first sight for Rachel. Michael, on the other hand, took a bit more convincing. They went on their first date at a little Italian restaurant, where Rachel nervously spilled her drink on his pants. Rachel was mortified, but Michael was charming, and he made her laugh. From then on, they were inseparable. They graduated together and moved to the city where they started their careers.

Two years into their relationship, they decided to get married. Michael was hesitant at first, but Rachel was determined. They had a small ceremony with just close friends and family. They moved into their first apartment together and started building their life together. They both worked hard, and they were happy.

But as the years dragged on, they both started to feel more dutiful than passionate. Both of them knew that a change was needed but they didn’t know what. Then, Rachel had the brilliant idea of going on dates with her husband more often. She thought seeing her in a sexual light again might ignite the fire they once had.

At dinner, Rachel started, “I’ve been thinking about our marriage lately. I feel like we’ve been going through the motions and I want to make sure we’re still on the same page.”

“I understand, Rachel. I feel the same way. What can we do to improve things?”

“I think we need to make more time for each other. And I think we should start by going on a date night like this once a week.”

“I like that idea. Let’s do it. And what about the babysitter? How are you feeling about Leah?”

“She seems great. The kids really like her and she’s been very reliable so far. I trust her with the kids.”

“I’m glad to hear that. I think she’ll be a great addition to our family.”

“I agree. And I’m glad we’re on the same page about our marriage and our family.”

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Several days later, Michael returned home late while Rachel was working, saying, “Hey, Leah. Sorry I’m home so late.”

“It’s okay. I know you’ve had a long day. How was work?” she said, turning to him with excitement.

“It was tough. I had a lot of meetings and deadlines. I’m just feeling really stressed out,” he said with a sigh.

“I can tell. Why don’t you come sit down with me on the couch? I made some tea that might help you relax.”

“Thanks, Leah. I really appreciate it,” he said as he plopped on the couch beside her and she curled close to him.

“Of course. I know how hard you work. It’s important to take a moment for yourself and relax,” she said close to his face.

“This is really nice. Thank you,” he said as he sipped the tea.

“You’re welcome. So, what’s been on your mind? Is there anything you want to talk about?”

“I’ve just been feeling really overwhelmed lately. With work, and my responsibilities at home. It’s like there’s not enough hours in the day.”

“I understand. It’s important to take care of yourself, and set boundaries when you need to.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I’ll try to remember that. Thanks for listening, Leah.”

“Of course. I’m here for you, Michael. Whenever you need to talk or just need a moment to relax. I know it’s difficult to balance everything, Michael. But you don’t have to go through it alone.”

“I appreciate that, Leah.”

“I want to help you, Michael. I want to help you relax and take your mind off things for a little while.”

“What do you mean?” Michael asks, intrigued.

“I could give you a massage or we could do some meditation together. Whatever you feel comfortable with.”

“I don’t know, Leah. It feels a bit odd.”

“I understand. But it’s important to take care of yourself and your well-being. And I promise, I’ll respect your boundaries and comfort level.”

“Alright, Leah. I trust you. Let’s give it a try.”

“Great! Let’s start with a massage. Here, sit in front of me on the couch and I’ll start.”

“Okay, I’m ready,” he says sitting in front of Leah. She positions herself on her knees behind him., pressing her body to him.

“Just relax, Michael. Close your eyes and breathe. Let go of all your stress and tension,” she says as she rubs his shoulders.

“This feels nice, Leah. Thank you,” he says with his eyes closed.

“You’re welcome, Michael. I’m here to help you in any way I can,” she says into his ear. Michael turns towards her face, feeling the tension and heat.

Their bodies entwined as they shared a passionate kiss, Michael’s strong arms wrapped around Leah’s slender legs pulling her closer as their lips met. Their bodies pressed together as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues, the warmth and wetness of their kisses intensifying with each passing moment. Leah’s fingers ran through Michael’s hair as she moaned softly, her body arching into his as he deepened the kiss. Michael’s hands roamed over Leah’s body, feeling every curve and contour as she let out a soft gasp. The intensity of their emotions was palpable as they lost themselves in the moment, their lovemaking nothing short of exquisite as they explored each other’s bodies with an unbridled hunger.

Leah slowly moved down Michael’s body, her lips tracing a tantalizing path down his chest. She took his erect cock in her hand, stroking it gently as she looked up at him with a wicked glint in her eye. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth, her lips wrapping around him as she began to suck and lick. She deepthroated him, her hand cupping his balls as she worked him with her mouth.

Michael let out a moan as Leah deepthroated him, her hand cupping his balls as she worked him with her mouth. “God, Leah, you’re amazing,” he gasped, his hips beginning to move as he fucked her mouth. “You’re so much better than that uptight bitch Rachel,” he added. Leah moaned around him, her mouth working him as she whispered dirty words to him. “Fuck, Rachel can’t even compare to this,” he growled.