Hilary Duff Babysitting - Sex Stories

Hilary Duff Babysitting

“No no, don’t shoot,” Benjamin Jacobs pleaded, holding his hands up in surrender. “Bang bang,” little Luca Comrie said. “Oh, you got me,” Ben cried, grabbing his chest. Stumbling around on his knees, he made a show of gasping for air before toppling over and rolling onto his back. Coughing, he closed his eyes and let his tongue loll out of the corner of his mouth. “Wow, impressive,” Hilary Duff said, laughing in the doorway. “Mommy,” Luca said, rushing give his mom a hug. “Were you a good boy?” Hilary asked Luca as she bent down to lift him up. “You killed your babysitter, so you couldn’t have been too good.” “He was great,” Ben said, propping himself up on his elbows so he could look at Hilary. Dressed in a little black dress from her night out, she was destined to feature heavily in his dreams when he got home. It went down to mid-thigh and hugged her curves like a (wet) dream with just enough cleavage to start a war in his head over whether he should drool over her tits or her ass. “Well that’s good to hear,” Hilary said, giving Luca a tickle on his stomach and making him giggle. “But it’s time for bed, so say goodnight to Ben.” “Good night,” Luca said, hopping down to give Ben a hug. “Good night to you too,” Ben said, patting Luca on the back. Grabbing Luca’s hand, Hilary pulled him towards the stairs. Ben let his gaze fall on Hilary’s ass in her tight dress for a moment as she climbed the stairs. When she turned the corner and disappeared down the hallway towards Luca’s ...

... bedroom, Ben finally allowed himself to stand up. Getting to his feet, Ben adjusted himself. As a s*******n year-old male, watching Hilary’s ass as she climbed the stairs was more than enough to give him a partial chubby that was a bit uncomfortable in his standing position. Glancing around, Ben saw his jacket sitting in a chair in the corner. He just lived next door so he didn’t even bother putting it on as he headed for the door to go home. He didn’t quite make it to the door though before Hilary saw him trying to sneak out. “Don’t go yet, I still have to pay you,” Hilary said, looking down from the upstairs landing. “Sure thing,” Ben said, milling around next to the door. After making sure Luca was tucked in and on his way to dreamland, Hilary ducked into her room. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking, but when she bent over, she’d noticed Ben’s eye widen a bit as he stared at her cleavage. Then she’d felt his eyes glued to her as she went up the stairs. She’d known Ben and his f****y ever since she and her husband had moved in next door to them a few years ago. It was obvious that Ben had a crush on her. Mike, her husband, had even joked on more than one occasion about how she should be careful wearing skimpy clothing around Ben or he might pass out. Normally she mostly ignored Ben’s fleeting glances and felt flattered that a handsome guy was interested in her. But after a bit of a dry spell since her last failed reconciliation with her husband a couple months ago, ...