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The Baby Sitter Wore Chanel

... mornings. She could have time with him in the afternoon while John worked. But soon enough she was too tired she said to do all her motherly duties and they agreed to employ a sitter for the afternoons a few days a week. After a little research they decided to hire a girl in the neighborhood who a few families used and were very happy with. She was a straight A student who would dedicate herself to watching the kid and spend the downtime studying and was also lauded for being a healthy type and would make meals as such and cleaned up as well. She charged more than most but still less than a service so we contacted her. Her name was Susie and had just gotten her driver's license that very weak and could drive herself and the baby in an emergency. They met with Susie and agreed on a Mon, Wed, Fri schedule and she let them know she was available on weekends as well with advance notice. She was a cute little number. Her mother was Cambodian, a refugee from a number of years back, her dad was Italian and had met her mother while serving in the military. He brought her home and Susie was the fruit of their loins. She was about 5 foot 1, had black hair that went to her waist, it was naturally flat and had great shine. She had skin color that was a mesh of her parents, for a light brown hue. She had a very petite frame, almost no breasts to speak of. She was fairly athletic though the clothes she wore were very proper, and showed little. She turned out to be as good as ...

... advertised and they all settled into a good rhythm. Over the next 8 months they fell into routine and John and Samantha only saw each other for an hour or so a day. It wasn't a very fulfilling situation but at least they didn't fight and with her working full time and he working on his commercial jingles, at least money was becoming loose for the first time in ages. The biggest pitfall for John was that he got almost no feminine attention. He was starting to consider getting a prostitute, but hated the thought of fucking a dirty whore. It was a early summer Wednesday when Susie arrived at the house, the grill on her car was mashed in and there was a bit of smoke coming out. She was all flushed when she got to the house. It was the first hot day of the season, the mercury was topped out at 98 and when Susie came through the door, she was sweating a lot. She was wearing skimpy clothing for the first time that John have ever seen, while not suggestive at all, she was wearing flip flops, short grey shorts and pink tank top. "Oh man! I can't believe it!" She said with her flushed cheeks against her browned skin. John couldn't help but notice how well her breasts filled out her top. She had a medium b cup size. Of course her tiny petite frame was still under 5 feet and it made her breasts look very healthy. The sweat line on her top went all across the top of her cleavage. John had never seen her chest that exposed but knew they had grown considerably from last Thanksgiving when he had ...