Busty Babysitters Volume 1: Bribing the Sitter

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This is a tribute to the beauty of big breasts. Please send comments good or bad, thank you. Enjoy. My mom," she replied. "Well, she started me off, but I absolutely love to cook and I've taken some classes at the community college already." Yes. That would be fine." John wondered if he could drive without sneaking glances over at her chest on the way to her house.

Andrew closed the door and went upstairs to finish getting ready. By the time he and his wife came downstairs, Rachel was busy playing with the children in the family room. He noticed that she had put on a long flowing cardigan that had three buttons buttoned that made her clothes look considerably more conservative. Andrew suspected that this was for his wife's benefit or was she just trying to mess with his head? Andrew could feel her gaze on him. "It was fine, I suppose." he lied. Andrew sensed that she knew he wasn't being honest so he said, "Honestly, Samantha enjoyed it far more than I did." H...uh..." John stammered. He started to shake and cough just like the old man in that famous book by Nabokov. John looked away and opened the door letting Rachel exit first. They got in the car and John started the long drive to Rachel's house. She had been their babysitter for the past three years and that first year, Kathy and John took turns driving her home. It had been awhile since John had been alone in the car with her and he was having trouble finding something to say. Rachel nodded, words escaping her at the moment. Her soft little hand felt so warm and her skin felt electric against his. Andrew released Rachel's hands and tried to calm himself down.That was another strange response. Andrew was tired, though, and didn't let his mind linger on it. "Are you ready?" At last the show was over. "That was an excellent performance, don't you think?" his wife asked as they made their way out to the car. "Much better than that awful Foo Fighters rubbish you listen to." Andrew knew that he was turning red. He could feel it as it happened. This conversation was making it hard to concentrate on driving the gravel country road to Rachel's house. A flash of movement to one side caught his eye and he realized he should have been paying more attention to the road. A deer darted out from the trees and in front of Samantha's car. He barely had time to break and steer to avoid it. He managed to miss the deer but slid his car onto a spot that was all gravel. The moment the front tire hit the gravel the car lost its traction. Rachel screamed when the car spun out. Andrew heard her cries but was focused on regaining control of the car. He only had two thoughts on his mind... stabilize the car, keep Rachel safe. You're welcome," he replied. "You deserve every penny. Kathy and I are very happy with you. There is no one that we trust the kids with more than you."

When Andrew arrived home he left the car outside the garage as he wanted to walk up to the door with a good attitude and show Samantha that he was ready to make things better. That plan however went sideways almost immediately when he opened the front door and there, standing ten feet in front of him, was Samantha. His wife had a cross look on her face and she was standing in the foyer with two heavy bags and her hands on her hips.Yes!" he exclaimed a little too loudly. "Sorry, Rachel. It was a long week and I'm exhausted." He stood to the side allowing her to saunter past him. AN: This is a revised version of Sethp's excellent story (highly recommend it if you have not read it) made with his blessing. I am actually working with him on a sequel to the original version of this story as well. I... uh... are you going somewhere?" Andrew asks in a perplexed tone. Not sure what is going on he handed his wife the roses as he awaits a response. The doorbell rang and John ran down the steps to open it. It was Rachel, and she couldn't have worn a tighter shirt if she tried. It clung to her chest like a second skin. Her giant, gravity-defying tits were straining to burst right through it. She never settled down with any guy largely because she got such a thrill from teasing guys and feeling free to do whatever she wanted, and also to 'do' any guy she wanted to. Yes, she perfected what to wear when the weather allowed, how to wiggle and, most importantly, how to jiggle her wares.

Let's see if I can get us out of here." He looked away from her, placing all of his concentration onto restarting the car. John was certain that if he had kept gazing into Rachel's eyes and squeezing her hands, he would have leaned over and kissed her, or more. Don't worry about pizza, Mr. Greene. I'll cook something up. Just let me know when you'll be home. I love to cook, and I've got two really good helpers in there. Say good bye to your dad, guys," she called into the family room.Andrew stands there trying to recall where she might be going that she needs luggage. "It's been a long day honey, can you help me out here?" They were perfect angels, just like always," Rachel announced as she pulls the seatbelt across her massive chest. She actually hooks it under her left tit to push it up some more. John followed her into the house and was greeted by the unmistakable smell of spaghetti and fresh garlic bread.