The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester)
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				Title: <strong>The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 11:17:48</strong>
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				Paul Daniels had been pleased that it was not him that had arranged the new babysitter. Faye was about 17 and she had excellent references but that being said Paul could have laughed out loud when he heard his wife welcome her into the house. <br><br>Paul had been upstairs but he could hear the concern and uncertainty in Pippa's voice and when Paul descended he could see why. Faye was an attractive girl with an impressive chest and shiny black hair but it was the lack of clothing that had Pippa concerned. <br><br>Paul managed to pretend he was not interested and got his shoes on and got the car ready. <br><br>THe evening would be a long and boring one. Paul had just been promoted to Regional Director and he would be going to meetings like this with Pippa much more regularly now. He watched as Pippa took Faye around the house when his wife was not looking and he imagined a past life before he was married when he would have been after Faye. <br><br>Pippa was short and with a blonde bob and slim but she had become a mother and sex was no longer of interest to her now. It was to Paul though but he said nothing and let his frustrations grow. <br><br>"We will be back about ten. Is that ok? Is there anything else you need?" Pippa asked dressed in her little black number ad adding the final touches to her hair. <br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 12:25:56</strong>
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				She wasn't sure what to expect, not really anyway, she had been babysitting for quite a time, not that she didn't want another job, but this one seemed to pay quite well if you knew the right people. And she probably meant that in more than one way. It was a friend who had suggested doing this job, and by the looks of it, it seemed the same friend was the one who had suggested her to the couple. It was the same to her either way; as long as she got paid a nice amount, geneally, she'd prefer to be payed more if the kid was harder to manage, but some parents decided that wasn't the way it should be. As far as she could tell, these people didn't seem to be like that. And from being let into many peoples homes; she could tell the types of families they were, how they acted, if they loved each other, if someone was having an affair. Occasionally she was wrong about such things, but she wasn't one to tell the family of their own affairs, as long as she got paid of course, it wasn't her buisness what happened inside their home. <br><br>Faye Summers knew the look that the wife gave her when she arrived; she had seen it time and time again, mostly when she wore her clubbing clothes; which is exactly what she was wearing at the moment. She actually thought that what she was wearing was quite conservative to what she could have picked; not that she would have worn something that was incredibly revealing when babysitting, unless she was 'babysitting' someone who was a little older, of course. She was dressed in a pink black trimmed top (http://www.clubwear.co.uk/acatalog/STOP.jpg) that stopped a few inches above her naval and on either side had a black curve made of the same material as the trim, running down to the edge of the top, and off, ending about half an inch away from the top with a metal hoop. Her skirt was a reverse of her top (http://www.clubwear.co.uk/acatalog/BSKT.jpg); the black being the main colour and the pink being the trim/waistband and straps. Around five or six inches apart, two straps extended from the skirt, which hung loosely at her hips, going around to the back of the skirt, and attaching itself to the waistband in the same position. Most may have asked why she was wearing such clothing to go to a babysitting job, and the answer was quite simple; after it she planned to attend to a club. <br><br>She smiled pleasantly, as she was known to do as she was taken through the house by Pippa, and judging from the way the 'happy' couple acted together, it certainly seemed like Paul wasn't getting any. <br><br>Turning around and facing Pippa, Faye nodded a little, "Yes'm." she said, "I can't think of anything, you guys go off and try to have fun, everything will be fine here. I've got emergency numbers just in case, not that they'll be needed" she assured Pippa, not sure how many babysitters she had hired before. Usually, if they hadn't, they were a little scared of leaving their child in the hands of a complete stranger, no matter their age; she couldn't tell with Pippa, she seemed to alternate between being more distracted by what was happening wherever they were going, and their kids. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:17:40</strong>
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				It was ten o clock by the time they got home. The car was frosty and neither spoke in the way back. Paul's boss and colleagues were all sexists pigs as far as Pippa was concerned. The comments they had made about all of the wifes around the table had been disgusting and Pippa herself had felt under-dressed and Paul had certainly not made matters any better. <br><br>The sexual innuendos on the way home had not helped either as Pippa was certainly in no mood for sex especially after the crude way the men at dinner had been talking. <br><br>Paul sighed as she marched straight upstairs leaving him with the job of paying the babysitter and ensuring she got home ok. <br><br>He heard Pippa check on the baby and he made his way into the lounge. <br><br>"Hey there." He said sticking his head around the door. "Everyhing ok today Faye?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:02:24</strong>
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				Hearing the door open at however many minutes passed the hour they were. She had been watching a bit of television, keeping the volume a little lower than normal; just incase either of them wouldn't have wanted her to be watching it. Turning it off immediatly as she heard the door open and them walk in. She had put their child to bed awhile ago; without too much fuss, sure, there was a little, but almost every child was like that. Hearing the lighter footsteps go upstairs; she guessed it was the mother who had gone to check on their child. Standing up when she heard the second set of footsteps; a little heavier than his wifes. Smiling back to him "Hi there, yeah; it's been alright, he wasn't too much trouble." she commented, "Well, I've certainly had a lot worse children to babysit." she smiled, "What about you?" she asked, remembering his wifes slightly muffled, and slightly irate voice as she heard it when they were walking to the door. "Or...should I not ask?" smirking a little bit, putting her thumbs into the waistline of her skirt at her sides without realising, thus also pushing her shirt a little closer to her chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:05:02</strong>
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				The top hid little but her movement only caused her nipples to poke against the material and it was difficult if not impossible to keep his eyes away from there. <br><br>"Its not been a great night. But we will have to get used to that as its important for my job. Well thanks for your help tonight and I hope you would look after him again? So how much do I owe you?" He was still a little aroused from his attempts at getting his wife to agree to some fun but it seemed a wank in the shower was&nbsp; the best offer he was going to get tonight. 
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				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 00:48:14</strong>
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				She hadn't noticed her nipples pressing up against it, although, it wasn't as if she was activly looking. "Yeah, I'd love to look after him again. And it was...what eight hours? Is 80 reasonable?" she asked, figuring if he wanted to make it less, he'd say so. She couldn't help but smirk as she notice him check her out once more. "Oh yeah, is it alright if...you give me a ride to a club?" she asked, "I don't have a car, and I don't know any taxi numbers" she said a little sheepishly. "If you do we could make it fifty?" she bargained, hoping it would swing him into accepting. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 00:18:55</strong>
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				Paul managed to grin at the girl as he handed over the fifty bucks. As far as he was concerned he had done quite well out of that deal. <br><br>"Come on then." he said picking up his keys once more.&nbsp; He moved into the hallway and called upstairs to Pippa to let her know the plan to be greeted by no response. <br><br>"So tell me where you need to get to?" he said as Faye got into the frotn seat with him,
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 06:10:37</strong>
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				Walking out to the car with him, when he had told his wife that he was going out for a bit she smiled a little, climbing into the car. "Oh, yeah, forgot to say that" she said with a soft laugh, "Yeah, you know the club Koko?" she asked, not that she would have minded giving directions. Slipping the seatbelt on, making her shirt once more press up against her chest, "Or do I need to give directions?" she asked with another small smirk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 23:37:55</strong>
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				"No. No. I have been there..Well not for a while." He said with a smile. "Arent you tired?" He asked and then wished he hadnt as it would make him look old. <br><br>But then why did he care how he looked in front of this young girl. She was older enough for him to fuck but still it would not be good for his marriage. Besides she probably had lots of young guys all over her. <br><br>He drove on in silence as he imagined her getting fucked after the club tonight... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>09-01-2009, 09:27:20</strong>
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				Shaking her head, "Nah, not really, but then I suppose I'm used to going out all night" she said with a small smile. It made her feel he was a little older, but didn't change her perpsective of him that much. "Hey...I saw you looking at me back at your house..." she said with a little smirk, "...don't worry, I wont tell your wife " noticing the look on his face, "I actually was wondering...The way your...'wife'...acted...I'm going to guess you're not going to 'get any' tonight...I was wondering if you...wanted to have a look?" she asked, glancing down at her breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Temptations of a Teen Babysitter.... (Combi and Jester) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jester</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 00:14:24</strong>
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				He kept looking ahead althought he wanted to look at her in alarm and shock. He could not quite believe what he had just heard. <br><br>"No I dont think so. I am not sure it would be a good idea me either getting caught "having a look" or you telling anyone that I did. I think that sort of thing would ensure my wife never lets me "get any". 
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				Post by: <strong>Combicon</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 02:08:37</strong>
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				"I'm not the kinda girl who would just 'kiss and tell', so to speak...And honestly, if anyone does know you around here, they'd have to be staring in this car to see what you're doing" she added pausing for a moment, "The only way I can see you getting caught is if you tell your wife" she shrugged "But that being said, I'm not going to force you if you would be uncomfortable" she smiled a little, "It's your choice." she finished. 
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