Busty Babysitter Novels & Stories

As the sun rose in the sky, Mama Hazel, a dedicated and hardworking 2nd-year college student, prepared for her dual role as both a student and Theo's nurturing nanny. With a sense of purpose and determination, Mama Hazel balanced her academic pursuits with her responsibilities as Theo's caregiver, a testament to her unwavering commitment to both her education and her role in Theo's life. Dressed in her college attire, a backpack slung over her shoulder, Mama Hazel bid farewell to Axel and Theo, promising to return later in the day to resume her duties as their beloved nanny.

Sounds suspicious to me. “Well, I can see that you’re a good student, trying to finish your study to have a great career, and besides, I won’t offer it to somebody I know would waste it.” Well, he had a point, “What’s the job?” “To babysit, for boys,” he reread my paper, “I saw that you have some experience with services and taking care of other people as your job.” “Sir, it’s a full-time job.” “No, I mean, you just have to watch over them, not twenty-four-seven; I’ll give you a room to stay, foods, amenities, salary, of course, bonuses, some day-offs, what do you think?”

Yes, I was babysitting today, my boss' wife was out on a movie date with her fast friend Natasha and left me here for pampering the toddlers. “Dawddy, Look! Tom is ru-nning after Jerry!” Bella yelled in excitement, her smile was my favourite, it resembled her mother; who was again enjoying with her friend. “Yeah, bunny, he’s chasing after him because he wants to get him,” I told her, and she pouted her lips, that pretty confused face was my favourite. “Why?” My kids had an illness to long every word.

“He and what’s her name went out to an orchestra holiday concert or something tonight, and they got me a babysitter. She’s nice and all, but she’s only a few years older than me.” “What? Your father isn’t spending Thanksgiving with you?” “No. I mean, we all had dinner together, but afterwards, he and what’s her name went out on the town.” “How old is the babysitter exactly, honey?” “Eighteen.” Jessica sighed with relief. At least she was a legal adult. “Debbie, there is a big age difference between eighteen and thirteen. I know you don’t see that now, but you will when you are eighteen.” “Well, all right, but I still think I’m too old to have a babysitter.”

"Good morning, Sir. I'm Xyneth Lava Asuncion, here to apply as a babysitter. My past jobs might not be related to taking care of children, but I'll do my best to take good care of whomever I'm assigned to." The man answers in a cold tone, still looking at a painting framed on the wall. "How can you be so sure that you won't mess up in taking care of my son?" I'm still looking at the floor, bowing my head before I speak. "I'm not 100% certain that I won't make mistakes in taking care of your son, but I'm 101% sure that I will do everything I can to take good care of him. So please be kind and patient with him."

That made one of us. It was Friday. I sent Babs off to work. As she was leaving she flipped up her dress, showing me her panty-less pussy, "Maybe I'll let my boss fuck me today." Her boss is seventy and morbidly obese, I don't think so. Plus, as I'm fond of saying, my wife is crazy, not stupid.

Theme: Billionaire and the Nanny "Mr. Stan!" Poppy flushed, covering her tits at the sight of her billionaire boss standing by the hot tub. She had been caught red-handed. She was supposed to be babysitting the hot nerdy Ethan Stan's son—Eric but little Eric fell asleep, and Poppy was bored. She had wandered around the mansion, one of the wealthiest homes in the entire world, and had found Ethan Stan's extremely large jacuzzi.

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,

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.

My name is Ethan, twenty-one, broke college sophomore who needed cash fast. Babysitting wasn’t exactly on my radar, but when the ad popped up—generous pay, easy hours, live-in option for weekends I answered. The parents, Mr. and Mrs. Harper, both high-powered lawyers, traveled constantly. Their only daughter, Ava, was supposedly “almost grown,” a senior in high school who just needed someone around the house when they were gone.