Sexy Babysitter Novels & Stories

I am Sara, an 18-year-old girl, naive and innocent. I had always been a good girl, following the rules, never stepping out of line. Until I met John. He was older, experienced, and knew exactly how to push my buttons. It all started when I got a job as a babysitter for his two young children. He was a single father, working long hours, and needed someone reliable to watch his kids. I thought it would be an easy way to make some extra money, but I had no idea what I was getting into.

SEX STARVED HOUSEWIFE & HER STEPSON 4 _____________________ Sabrina “I don’t know if I wanna taste you first or shove my cock inside this tight…” He circled my opening. “Dripping pussy.” “You can do whatever you want with me,” I giggled. Fucking giggled. I'm thirty-four for fuck’s sake! “Fuck it.” He dropped my legs. “Face down, ass up.” Like the horny, shameless woman that I was, I did as he asked. My face planted on the bed, my ass up in the air.

"Why don't you join us? We have a baby to coo over." Sebestian chuckled fondly as he approached his mates again and squeezed in with his family. /2 Years Later\ Sebestian did not do babysitting. It was really not his thing. But Allen had been standing in front of the door with a charming smile and two toddlers, thrusting them into Sebestian's arms and declaring that she and her mate needed a night to themselves and that Sebestian ought to fulfill his duty as best uncle because Liam had turned tail at the prospect of spending yet another weekend as babysitter – sure, Liam loved being a grandpa, but all those little Alpha and Omega were exhausting and the poor man really needed a break from ba

"If you're sure you want to share." Gemma carefully ran her fingers through Sabrina's hair, gathering it up into a loose ponytail. Gemma's own hair was plastered to her forehead with sweat, her blonde locks messy and framing her features with an 'I just had sex' aura. "I am," she said. "And to say thank you for hitting my kink so well..." She moved her hands from Sabrina's hair to her throat. "I want to do the same for you. Now, bed Daddy to stretch out your cunt and fuck a big, creamy load into you as well."

Serena sounds happy, contrary to her behaviour when she's with me. "Can she come this weekend too? The girls have been asking if she can come and play with them." Are they talking about ‘her’? "I'll have to ask her first. I'll let you know later?" Wait, why would Serena have anything to do with her? Did she book the babysitter? Why would my assistant do that when Maddy has her own assistant? "Yeah sure. Tell her I'll be paying her with the same rate like the babysitter who's supposed to show up. Urgh, I'm never hiring anyone from that agency again. So unreliable!" If the babysitter never showed up, then who the fuck is that girl?

Crazy Kara! “Well you could go to club and get hotter men to smash” she said with her usual mischievous smile. “I need to find a job first Kara” “Of course babe. Uhh” she hesitated “What?” I question with a raised eyebrow “ well one of my colleagues said something about a job last week ” she said still hesitating like she was trying not to annoy me “Well?” I urged her “It’s a babysitting job babes, the kid is 5 I guess. But the pay is good, heard she’s the niece of CEO of Howard empire but I’m not even sure the job is still available ” she explained

My dad, Mia, things could've gone differently for him. But in some odd, messed up way, it worked out for the best for me at least. Because the sexy ass detective who was on his case, became the man of my dreams. And quite frankly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. The END. . . . This marks the end of SADAM guys I'm broken up and so happy at the same time. I reaaaaalllllly hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I cant explain my gratitude for each and every one of you. -Anna

“You’re bold enough to yell at me and crazy enough to argue with me. That’s rare. And entertaining.” She crossed her arms, refusing to lose. “So you just want entertainment from your secretary?” “No,” he said flatly. “But if you’re going to babysit me—which is basically what secretaries do—I need someone who won’t faint every time I raise my voice.” She almost laughed. Babysit? Really? “Babysit you? Sir, last time I checked, taking care of you is not part of the job description.” Their eyes locked. Lukas, cold and arrogant. Shaina, brave but playful. Neither wanted to back down.

"Doing what?" "Babysitting, mostly," she said, leaning in, her eyes shining with a warmth that felt dangerously genuine. "For a very wealthy family. They have this little girl... Oh, Mama, you should see her. Her name is Louise. She’s... she’s adorable. She has these big, soulful eyes and she’s so smart. I’ve only been there a short while, but I already love her so much. Sometimes, when I’m holding her, I feel this connection... like I’m her own mother. It’s the strangest, most beautiful thing." The world stopped.

The dishes that waited for me on the table were BBQ ribs, chili con carne, sauteed broccoli, and zucchini soup. I shamelessly polished everything off again. After freeloading like this for three days straight, I started to feel a little guilty. This ghost not only had a good temper, but she also clearly knew how to run a household. I dug a pink sticky note out of a drawer and, using a thick black pen, wrote, "Hi. What should I call you? I feel bad just eating your cooking all the time." When I finished, I placed the note neatly in the center of the table.