Who is the Real Luke Davis? - Sex Stories

Who is the Real Luke Davis?

Who is the Real Luke Davis?

A babysitter, a single dad, fantasies, and secrets

"Hey Mr. Davis!" Kyra bounced in through the front door like she always did, breezy, perky, a blonde splash of sunshine that never failed to brighten Luke's day.

"Hi Kyra. Thanks for making it on such short notice."

"No problem at all. You know I love watching Ethan, and after he's asleep I've got a test to study for. Nothing like getting paid to study!" She laughed. "Hope it's OK if I use your laptop again."

"Of course. You know where it is."

Kyra was the primary babysitter for Luke's son, Ethan. She was the only person other than Luke on the list of people approved to pick Ethan up from school. She had a key to the house and usually watched him when Luke was called out of town for work, which was fairly often, or when he went out on dates, which was rarely.

"Where you off to this time?"

"Catching the red eye to Boston. Should be back before dinner tomorrow. So if you could just drop Ethan off at school in the morning I can probably get it from there, and you can tell him to go to aftercare. I'll text you if I'm going to be late."

"No problemo, Mr. D."

And with that, Luke was out the door and off to the airport, again.

Luke was the Systems Tech for a company selling pressurized display cases to museums, archives, and private collectors. Anyone needing an oxygen free, temperature and humidity controlled environment to preserve paintings, documents, or historical ...

... artifacts, Luke was the guy for installations and repairs. When the systems fail, they typically want somebody there fast. There are only a handful of people in the world qualified in his specialty. Luke was always on call.

Kyra was 18, a high school senior. She had been watching 6-year-old Ethan ever since Luke's wife left three years ago. Kyra was five foot two, blonde with a few freckles on the bridge of her nose, and cute in more of a girl next door way than drop dead gorgeous. Over the years she had been watching Ethan, and getting to know Luke, Kyra had gradually developed a bit of a crush. Because of recent developments, what started out little, instead of passing, seemed to be growing bigger.

Luke was 36. There were a couple of times when he wondered, just from the way she smiled at him, and the way her pupils dilated when talking to him, if Kyra might have a little crush. But he really didn't give it much thought. He had known her since she was just a kid, and although he certainly noticed that kid was turning into a beautiful woman, he knew she'd be off to college in a few months, with her whole life ahead of her, and plenty of boys falling all over themselves to get into her pants.

Even if she was "legal" now, in Luke's mind, she still felt off limits. Yes, he sometimes noticed the swell of her nicely-shaped breasts, the alluring curve of her ass, and the warming effect her smile seemed to have on him, but he tried to push past it. He didn't seriously think ...