The Baby-Sitter - Sex Stories

The Baby-Sitter

... like naked. How would her body compare with the younger version of herself that had just excited him so. He’d never really thought of women that age as sexually attractive, but now strangely found himself willing to trade a chance with Sally for one with Diane. “Were the boys good?” Diane Fitzgerald asked innocently, unmindful of the lust filled thoughts directed at her. “Oh they were great, as usual.” Scott replied. “They went right to bed at 09:30 and I haven’t heard a peep out of them since.” “I’ll just run up and check on them.” the Doctor interjected as he headed for the stairs. “Good idea.” Diane said as she stepped toward Scott. “Oh shit.” Scott thought, remembering his semi-erect cock. “Any closer and I’m going to get a boner again.” Just then, Diane’s attention was distracted by another woman’s voice from the foyer. She stopped in her step and turned her head in that direction. “Diane, honey, you forgot your compact in the car.” said the tall blonde woman who stepped into the room. “Thanks Christine.” Diane said as she reached out for the small plastic compact. Scott’s sudden new appreciation of older women suddenly went into overdrive as he looked at the new arrival. Christine looked to be about Diane’s age but had a body that could’ve matched that on the old video. In fact, wrapped in a tight cocktail dress that looked like it had been spray painted on, her breasts looked both larger and about to pop out at any moment. “Oh Scott, let me introduce my little s****r.” ...

... Diane said. “She gave us a lift home from the club.” “Nice to meet you.” Christine said as she walked over and extended her hand. “And for the record, we’re only twenty minutes apart so you can forget that little s****r stuff.” So enthralled had the teenager been by Christine’s prominent breasts, he’d totally missed the fact that aside from the different hair color the two woman had a f****y resemblance that was unmistakable. They been born identical twins but the years had made some changes in their appearence and Diana definitely now carried around a few more pounds than Christine. “The boys are fine, fast asl**p.” Dr. Fitzgerald said as he came back down the stairs. “Just let me get the keys to the wagon and I’ll run you home, Scott.” “Are you sure that’s such a good idea, sweetheart?” Diane asked her husband. “You’ve had an awful lot to drink tonight.” “Nonsense, I’m fine.” came his response. “Samuel.” Diane said in a strong quiet tone that said volumes, coupled with a powerful stare. “Oh all right, I’ll call car service for him.” he replied. “I think that would be better.” Diane agreed. Scott just sort of stood there trying to be inconspicuous when in reality he was checking out the two s****rs. Diane was wearing a blue party dress that accented breasts that Scott thought were even bigger than he’d seen in the video. He knew Diane belonged to the local health club but she never really got back the figure that she’d had before her pregnancies. Christine on the other hand ...