The Baby-Sitter - Sex Stories

The Baby-Sitter

... had kept the same form she’d had since their high school days. Scott was again worrying about getting hard as he wondered what she would look like in a video like Diane’s. “They say it’ll be at least an hour before they can get a car over here.” Sam said as he put down the phone. “I guess that’s one of the drawbacks of living outside of town.” “Then tell them to forget it.” Christine offered. “I’ll drop Scott off on my way back home.” “Are you sure it wouldn’t be too much trouble, s*s.” Diane asked. “He lives on the far side of town, not really near your new house.” “Not at all. How long could it take at this time of night.” Christine countered with a smile. “It’s silly for him to sit around for another hour waiting for a ride.” “Fine, its settled then.” Sam Fitzgerald said as he reached into his jacket for his wallet so he could pay Scott. “Thanks, Mr. Fitzgerald.” Scott said as he took the money, even though he was more interested in watching the two s****rs out of the corner of his eye. They were exchanging hugs and kisses and for a fleeting moment, Scott wondered if they ever did anything together. He had always heard stories about s****rs and such but never actually knew anyone who knew it for a fact. The thought passed quickly as Christine gave Sam a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. Scott followed her out the door after saying goodnight to the Fitzgeralds once more. He couldn’t help noticing that Christine had a really tight ass as she walked in front of him. Stepping ...

... out into the clear warm night, Christine walked over to a baby blue Cadillac convertible parked in the circular driveway. The car had to be at least 40 years old and in mint condition. Scott respectfully stepped up to the highly polished fender and ran his hand across the metal. “This is one awesome car.” He said, now paying more attention to the machine than female anatomy. “My ex-husband’s pride and joy.” Christine said with a touch of triumph in her voice. “I sometimes think he cared more about this car than me. That’s one of the reasons I enjoyed taking it as part of the settlement so much.” Scott didn’t really hear what she said, he was too totally wrapped up in the engineering marvel next to him. This car had magic. If he could take Suzie out in a car like this instead of his father’s old Sentra, there’d be no problem getting her to put out. “I wish, just once, I could drive a car like this.” he mused outloud. “Sure, why not.” Christine said. “What?” Scott looked up. “I said, sure, why not.” Christine repeated. Scott was sure she was joking until she removed the keys from her small purse and tossed them to him. Even then, he couldn’t believe she was actually going to let him drive a car so valuable. “My husband kept this garaged for most of the year, taking it out only for special occasions.” she said as she walked around to the passenger side. “Me, I think a car is meant to be used. What use is a thing of beauty if no one ever gets to see it.” Scott quickly snapped out ...