Babysitter Stories Novels & Stories

When she flipped on the tv he decided it was time to make his move. Mandy Williams was babysitting in Huntersville for her neighbors 3 houses down from her house. She had been babysitting these two kids for a year now and they always got along great. She made them a quick dinner of hot dogs and Mac n cheese. She helped the 2 little boys bathe and read them a story and took them upstairs and tucked them in to bed. Mandy had a good routine down with the kids and stayed with them singing softly until they fell asleep.

He is the troublemaker. But they were both utterly glued to me all the time, their chubby arms reaching for me even when Blair tried to coax them into playing with her. “They’re obsessed with you” Blair said one evening watching as I juggled the two of them on my lap. “They’re smart” I joked, pressing kisses to their cheeks. “They know who carried them for months.” “Three months” Blair corrected with a small smirk. *** The babysitter we’d found was a teenage girl named Tara who lived in the apartment above us. She was thin and pale, with dark circles under her eyes that made her look older than she was.

I've written three books and a couple of poems so far which are beautiful. I got a job as a babysitter which made me start utilizing my talents by entertaining the kids with my stories. I used most of my time to sleep my ass off at home then in the evening, I would babysit and then by night, I would go for my bartender shift at a strip club.

However, his parents were more concerned about who they saw rather than what they saw. "What is she doing here?" Tony demanded, vexed. Katty looked equally upset. Dante shifted his gaze to his dad. "She is Vincent's babysitter," Dante revealed, leaving them reeling with shock and disbelief. They exchanged a confused glance with each other before fixing their incredulous gaze on him, as if questioning his insanity. "Have you forgotten what she has done to you?" Katty asked, reminding him of the past. "That girl ran away with her boyfriend. She has no character. And you want that characterless girl to raise our grandchild," Tony fumed. Dante returned his glare with his own.

In a cozy room filled with colorful toys and books, Theo, a curious and energetic 3-year-old, sat on the floor surrounded by his favorite stuffed animals. His nanny, Hazel, a kind and patient young woman, sat beside him with a book in her hands, ready to embark on a magical storytelling journey. Hazel: "Are you ready for a story, Theo?" Theo: "Yes, Hazel! Story, story!" Hazel smiled warmly and began to read from the book, her voice gentle and soothing as she brought the words to life.

“Daddy, really? A babysitter? I’m not a baby anymore! What will my friends say if they find out—” “What’s wrong with having a babysitter?” Her blood boiled even more. What’s wrong? That crazy guy almost killed her boyfriend earlier, and her Dad was asking what’s wrong? What’s wrong? It’s deadly! her brain screamed. If her Dad had at least given her a handsome and a decent babysitter, she might have clapped her ears in delight. Maybe even dropped her panties on her own. But no, instead she got this guy—not even good-looking, meddlesome, and ruining her day.

the babysitter said, making sure my baby was in good condition. Still, my body felt weak. “But am I okay?” I asked, seeking reassurance. I felt tiredness creeping up on me, but the joy of seeing my daughter overcame everything. “You’re going to be fine, Ariane. We’re all here for you. This is a very precious moment,” the babysitter replied with a smile, doing her job to make sure everything went smoothly.

Claire’s car pulled into the driveway while I was still trying to clean myself up in their bathroom. I panicked. Dominic made me hide in the walk-in closet, still naked and leaking his cum. I stood there in the dark, shaking, listening as Claire came upstairs and kissed her husband. I had to wait almost an hour, crouched and terrified, before I could sneak out the back door. Cum was still running down my legs as I ran to my car. The next morning, I got a text from one of the other moms in the neighborhood. **Mom1:** Hey Alice, just wanted to say how much we all appreciate you! Claire says you’re the best babysitter they’ve ever had ❤️

I kept expecting my phone to ring. Babysitting had always been easy money. Show up, charm the kids and parents, watch some TV, and get paid. At twenty-one, it beat waitressing or bar work. A polished businesswoman named Sophia answered my ad. She was warm, sharp, and offered a generous rate. We met for coffee, hit it off instantly. She was a stunning MILF with a beautiful home in an upscale neighborhood. I accepted the two-night-a-week gig without hesitation. My first shift went smoothly. The kids were adorable and well-behaved. I wore a cute outfit, settled them in bed, and relaxed with N*****x and snacks. Then the front door opened earlier than expected. I jumped up from the sofa, feet swi

“Daddy you are back! We missed you so much. Where were you? The babysitter said you had to help Mommy but we wanted you home.” Isabel leaned forward in the wheelchair and pulled both twins into a tight hug. “I missed you babies so much. I am sorry I was gone for so long. Come here. Let me hold you.” Mia buried her face in Isabel’s neck. “We thought you were never coming back. I cried every night. Zack kept asking when you would read us a story again.” Zack nodded and hugged her tighter. “Yeah. We drew you a million pictures. The babysitter said we had to be good and we were. We even helped with Hugo when he came for his visit. He is inside playing trucks right now.”