Babysitter Confessions Novels & Stories

But as someone responsible for cost control, I couldn’t just approve their requests. Days of back-and-forth debates had left everyone frustrated, and I was completely drained—both mentally and physically. That day, after a particularly grueling meeting, I stayed behind in the conference room to go over the notes once everyone else had left. I wanted to sort through the chaos of the day. That was when Edward suddenly appeared and leaned in slightly. “The tabby’s due date is in the next couple of days. Since its injuries haven’t fully healed, the vet suggested I take it in for her delivery. What do you think?”

I should never say this to anyone. If anyone ever found these pages, I’d burn with shame, but my body won’t let me forget, and if I don’t put it somewhere, I’ll explode. It started so innocently. I was babysitting, the kids finally asleep, the TV murmuring in the background. His house was too warm, the couch was too soft, and I made the mistake of letting myself drift off. When I woke, I wasn’t alone. At first, I thought I was dreaming the faint touch along my leg, the careful weight of fingers that didn’t belong to me. I froze, eyes still shut, breath shallow. My heart pounded so loud I was sure he could hear it.

Worst of all, my pussy was still leaking his cum. “I have to stop this,” I whispered to my reflection. “If Claire finds out, my life is finished. She’ll tell all the other moms. I’ll be known as the babysitter who fucked a married man in his own house. My future will be destroyed.” But when Dominic came downstairs while the kids were eating breakfast, the dark look he gave me made my pussy clench despite everything. The day passed in torture. I played with Emma and Noah like nothing was wrong, while Dominic worked from home. Every time he passed me, he would brush against my ass or whisper filthy things.

The twins are enjoying the party and playing with the other kids. I was sitting on the reserved seats for the twins when a guy approached me and introduced himself. "Hi, I am Hedwig Bryant. I am the godfather of the birthday celebrant." Hedwig introduced himself. "Raia David. The babysitter of the twins." I replied. "I see, I heard some urban legends about the Ladon's Family." Hedwig replied and tried to start a conversation. "Really!? I don't know that." I replied and acted clueless.

When it came to arguing, her best friend wouldn't quit first. Callie suddenly remembered. "You also didn't tell me that you work for my brother." "What for? I was afraid you'd faint." "Now I feel like fainting. Fay Willmer, who doesn't like children is a babysitter?" Callie taunted. "We're not babies!" Both children protested in unison. "I assume you're still babies." Callie reached over to the head of Mike who was sitting close to her and ruffled the boy's hair. Mike just surrendered as he curled his lip.

“She’s a single mom with a three-year-old daughter. A man named Jordan frequently visits her apartment and watches the little girl while she works at the pizzeria.” I froze, my blood turning cold. “A man?” “He’s just a babysitter,” Caleb added quickly. “But… yeah, he’s there often.” I took a step closer, my eyes narrowing. “What am I going to do with you if I find out this information is false?” Caleb smirked faintly, meeting my gaze without fear. “I guess you’ll have to kill me.” A dry laugh escaped me as I tossed the punching gloves aside. “Where are you going?” Caleb called as I grabbed my jacket.

I could feel his eyes on me every second I was on the phone. Felicity patted on the couch beside her, “Come sit with me. It’s not like I bite,” she said to Alessandro, who seemed a little taken aback by her but then walked over to the couch and settled beside her. His broad frame making her look almost tiny in comparison. I glanced over as the phone started to ring, catching a snippet of their conversation—something conspiratorial that I couldn’t quite make out. God only knew what they were talking about. “Another one bites the dust,” I muttered, hanging up after the third failed attempt. I placed a hand on my forehead, trying to keep my frustration from spilling over. “I can’t find a babysi

the agent explained, and a form was given to Lena, and when she sighted a babysitter, she quickly ticked and marked the babysitter, and she submitted the form, and after a while, she was Interviewed, and she was giving the address of the suspected billionaire's house, Lena was very happy that she was recommended for a babysitter job and she said between herself, “If I'm lucky to get this job as a babysitter, I will be very happy, though to take care of kids It's not easy, but It's better, but I can be able to safe enough money, and I will be free from the house rent, and free food Is certain” she said within herself, and she headed to the address,

‘She can have kids of her own’? Cole, however, the ever supportive friend that he was, came to my rescue. "Look…Sir…this is my friend and neighbor, Kathleen Moore, and I have known her for ages. She has a very clean record and has a wealth of experience as an A-level babysitter. Why would she try to abduct a child all of a sudden where there is absolutely no reason for her to do so? There is a mix-up somewhere and I'm certain that if you hear her out, you'll understand where you got this wrong."

I tried to ignore the persistent buzz beneath my skin as Jaden stared at me while Charlotte took the rest of her toys from the babysitter that helped us out last night. I would not think about Sebastian while I wanted to talk to the children. That was just wrong. I snuck another glance at Jaden, but this time, he was staring at Charlotte, his lips curled up in a tiny smile. "Thank you for letting me share this amazing time with your kids." The babysitter raised her hand for a handshake while holding her bag with the other. It looked a bit heavy - a leather dupe of a Hermes bag with a fancy hand - supposed it carried all her stuff.