Babysitter Confessions Novels & Stories

I am a virgin, and I’m going to lose my virginity on my eighteenth birthday tomorrow night. Yes, you heard that right. In just two hours, I’ll turn eighteen, and tonight, I’m going to a club with my best friend Clara. My plan? To hook up with a handsome stranger and finally lose my virginity. I know this probably sounds stupid to anyone who hears it, but before you judge me, let me tell you my story from the beginning. My name is Nyssa, and I grew up in a Catholic family where my father was a renowned pastor, respected by everyone in town, while my mother was a woman praised for her kindness and virtues.

I wiped his tears and spoke in a very soft voice. " Hi baby.... Can you go to your room for a moment? " He was quiet for a moment before nodding and walking away... The room fell silent as I stood up... " Who are you? And why did you sheild Liam?" Nolan's mother looked at me suspisiously... Nolan stepped in... " She is the new babysitter I was talking about.... Hannah Star..." She narrowed her eyes, her eyes scanning me up and down... " Send her away... I don't want more people to be troubled with that brat! "

Father Frank said laughing “Now we’ve had tea, mind explaining what you wrote in your letter?” “A month ago one of our nuns, her name is Sister Alexandra. She was cleaning the windows of the church when she saw a man dressed in black drop off what seems to look like a basket. Inside the basket was a baby crying so she left what she was doing to go make sure her ears wasn’t deceiving her. On reaching the door she could hear the cries of the baby and it’s not a new thing for young people to drop off their child with us. It’s something we’ve grown accustomed to so she decides to bring the baby out of the basket and that’s when it possessed her” Father Frank does the sign of the cross

27. Dinner Party << . Riley . >> “Fuck,” Jessica says and an incident flashes in front of my eyes. Almost 6-8 months ago, I was babysitting a 2-year-old. Cute boy. Very active. Her mother was a little bitch sometimes. But the pay was good, so I put up with her. One fine evening, he started saying some obscene words. Especially ‘Fuck’. He would say it again and again and again. I was mortified. Kids this age are super attentive. I thought maybe I had a slip of tongue in front of him. After a huge tantrum and a few insults from her mother, I was fired. A few months later. I met her somewhere.

I just want to leave. “Don't be sorry. Anyway, what are you doing here sitting all alone?” She leaned to the counter and stared at me like it was my turn to say something. “I'm waiting for someone.” “You're not a talker, are you? It's fine. I'll do the speaking on behalf of us. Never ever date a man with a child. You'll get surprised by how many times I've babysat his child. I'm just someone who gives a lot of fucks in a relationship and I always get fucked up. He's probably fucking his baby mama right now. Hau nkosiyam.” God and swearing in the same paragraph? Anyway there's Bangizwe. Finally.

“I told Uncle Asher I'd look like him someday.” “Oh really.” I squatted to meet their level. “Yeah.” He smiled. “Are you the new babysitter?” “For now, yes.” I smiled. “But why? What happened to our other babysitter?” Sofia pouted. “She caught the flu.” I gave them the first lie that came to my mind. “But I promise to have as much with you guys as you like.” Their eyes widened with glee. “You promise?” “Cross my heart.” I smiled. “Yay!” They giggled happily.

She didn't even need to see the still-bleeding scratches beneath the woman's hand to know the truth. "He…he lost it," the sitter said. "I know he's a good kid, but…but I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore." Grace sighed deeply. This was the fifth time that month she had heard those words. At least this one had lasted a little over a week. She only hoped the sitter would keep her mouth shut about what she saw. Digging into her purse, Grace pulled out triple what she owed and met the babysitter’s terrified gaze. "Can I count on your discretion?"

He asked if he was enjoying his victory, the Beast. “Yes! Yes I am ready to sign ‘THE BABY CONTRACT’” ************* ALICE GREY, a collage going twenty-four-year-old girl, beautiful, humble, full of life, a Law student and a girl with a golden heart, who used live a life of a princess now works at a famous bar in the city but she considers her job as a blessing as it was filling the stomach of the person who is most dear to her heart. Her Father. But which situation made her sign The Baby Contract too with the Devil. DAVE BLACK.

She held them up, watching the white stretch between her fingers, then wiped it across my ass cheek like she was marking me herself. “You’ve been fucking our babysitter in our bed,” she said, almost thoughtfully. “While our kids slept just down the hall.” I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the screaming. But it never came. Instead she grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head up so I had to look at her. “Open your mouth and tell me everything. Every filthy detail. Now.” My voice shook as I confessed—how he’d caught me, the video, the blackmail, the way he’d used my mouth downstairs and then dragged me up here and filled me. The more I talked, the more her eyes darkened. When I finish

I asked, wiping his tears away. I know kids are always stubborn because that is part of their lives or their childhood but you as a babysitter have no right to hurt the kid. He nodded. "I-I don't want to tell Mommy Fiona because she is twired." He replied. I quickly wrapped my arms around him and pulled him closer. "You are a very strong boy Conan and I am proud of it." I murmured. "I do wove you Autumn." He stated sleepily. I am sorry Conan but I will not keep it a secret. I will tell it to your Mommy Fiona as soon as possible