I shrugged. “Why not?”
“I don’t know, John.”
“Alright, then we can just leave,” I said. “Let me go give her some quick instructions.”
I walked into the playroom and was greeted by the sight of my babysitter’s tight, perfect ass. She was kneeling and bent over, showing the kids something. They were in rapture. I was too. Fuck, she was hot. Bent over like that, I could see the backs of her creamy thighs. I couldn’t see her panties but I’m sure if I kneeled down too I could see them. I didn’t. Instead I cleared my throat.
“Hey Tess, just a couple things,” I said. Tess jumped up and came toward me, her huge tits bouncing up and down in her little tank top. I tried not to stare.
“Yeah?” she said. Her voice was so sweet and innocent. She looked up at me, her puffy, pink lips slightly parted.
“Um. Bed by 9. Emergency numbers are on the fridge. We’ll be home around 11. We can drive you home.”
“Alright! Thanks, Mr. Wilson! See you soon!”
The kids jumped up and hugged my leg.
I shook them off and left in a hurry, hoping she couldn’t see the bulge in my jeans.
That night, Shelley ignored me as usual. But during intermission I convinced her to take a shot of bourbon with me and after that she was much more playful, squeezing my hand and actually smiling at me.
“I’m sorry I’ve been hard on you these past few years,” she said in a quiet moment after the play. Her eyes were starting to glaze over with tears. I grabbed her hand and we walked to the car.
“I know, baby,” I said.
“It’s just been hard. Having kids. Gaining weight. Being away from my family.”
I held her in the car while she cried. I loved her. She was my wife. We made a few promises to each other that night – to try harder, to be better. I felt good about our relationship for the first time in a while. When we got home, Tess had put on a big hoodie and was curled up watching TV.
“Hi Tess,” Shelley said. “Sorry I didn’t get to say hi earlier.”
Tess jumped up and said hi. God, her smile was incredible. She had huge lips and bright white teeth—kind of like a young Julia Roberts. After a little hey-how-were-the-kids chat, it was decided that Shelley would drive Tess home. I sat on the couch and exhaled. When Shelley got back, she crawled into bed with me and I put my arm around her soft, doughy body. She pressed her ass into my crotch but it took a while for me to get hard. Well… it took until I thought about our babysitter’s tight ass and big tits. I thought about her lips wrapped around my dick, her blue eyes looking up at me. Then I got hard. Shelley and I had the best sex we’d had in five years.
**
Things were good between us for a while, and then one day I ran into Tess at the gym. I didn’t even realize it was her at first. I was on a treadmill, admiring the curves of a blonde girl in front of me. She was on one of those machines where you sit with legs spread out on either side of a little bench, lifting weights above your head. Her tits were so big that I could see them on either side of her body from behind. Her tight ass was spread on the bench. I salivated wondering whether I’d be able to make out the lips of her pussy through her tight work-out shorts. It wasn’t until this magical woman got off the machine and turned around that I realized it was her. She started rubbing her towel all over the weight machine. Her tits jiggled and swayed back and forth. I was mesmerized.