Babysitters Erotica Collection(53)

“It’s alright Mrs. Cay.” He started to get dressed. He came towards me and whispered. “I want you even more.”

We quickly cleared the mess and he left. I brushed my teeth and took a short shower and get dressed. I have never been so tensed in my whole life. I went to my boys’ room to check on them. The two were sleeping like angels. Thank goodness!

My husband arrived a few minutes later. I went to the kitchen to serve him dinner. My nerves were kicking in and I cannot stop thinking about Matt Edwards. Good thing Roy did not seem to notice anything weird.

We lay in the bed after he showered and wrapped me in a warm embrace. My mind was whirling nonstop, thinking about what happened earlier with Matt. I should be feeling guilty but for some reasons, I was excited. I wonder what it would have been like if he was able to get inside me this evening.

Roy stirred beside me and I faced him. I was desperate to be held and loved like before. The man was asleep. I exhaled strongly. Where was a man when you need one? I got out of bed and went to the bath to have some relaxing soak. I lighted my candles and put a few drops of wild ginger oil on the bath water. I hopped on the tub and closed my eyes for a while. Now, this is pure bliss. I stayed there until my water turned cold. I was able to get a good night sleep then and woke up with a clearer mind.

The following morning, Roy left early for work. He was needed in the office before 8 and he left without even eating breakfast. I spent a few minutes doing some stretches and butt workouts. After that, I bathe the boys and made them stacks of yummy blueberry pancakes. I also made them some chocolate milkshake. They loved it. Just then, Matt arrived. He greeted me and the boys casually. I served him some pancakes as well and we ate as the boys went upstairs. How on earth did he manage to look even more handsome? We ate in silence for a while, enjoying the pancakes and the coffee. However, I cannot swallow easily. I am too self conscious.

He held my hand from under the table and mouthed “You look pretty with no make up on.” I gasped, remembering that I haven’t even put some mascara on. I instantly felt naked. I feel like that without make up. I felt myself flushed. He grinned at me. “I wish I’d see you looking like this more often.” He helped me with the dishes for a few minutes and went up to check on the boys. Why did I ever schedule working at home today? There’s too much temptation that I am pretty sure I wouldn’t be productive even for a minute. I went upstairs to our room and set up my laptop and the things I’d need for the day. I can’t possibly work inside my office right now, not when everything is still very vivid in my head.

I went inside the shower and undressed. I was pretty determined to be a good girl this time. Reese was right. There’s no point in messing with the babysitter. This is just a phase. Maybe all I really needed to do is relax and forget about the whole thing. Like most things, it will pass.

I lathered myself well and scrubbed myself raw, like a woman repenting for her sins. The water felt good on my skin and the soap suds acted like a cloak covering my entire body. I rubbed a washcloth all over me repeatedly, making sure that I was clean all over. I rinsed myself and put on a robe. I took a tank and a denim shorts and put them on. I started reading emails and making calls. Working at home can be a bit hard since my secretary is not here but I do not mind. I love working at home anyway.

In that instance, the bedroom door opened. I was expecting to see my kids because they love checking on me while working. Not this time. It was Matt.

He quickly closed the door and locked it. “Where are my boys?” I asked casually.

“Kept them busy with their puzzles and trains. Busy?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Not really.”

“Am I the only one who got stuck on what happened last night or are you with me?” He asked.

“I’m with you.” So much for being a good girl. I put away my laptop and got rid of my stuff. He sat on the bed and started playing with my tits. It was though I was lighted up. His touch made me pant and lose breath. In an instant, my lips were on his and we were kissing like crazy. His hands were suddenly all over me. I cannot believe I am allowing this right in my marital room.

He pulled up may tank and started massaging my tits. My nipples are already hard from excitement, waiting for his touch. I sagged against the pillows as he put his mouth on them. I moaned softly as he nibbled lightly on my nipples. His mouth is the most amazing thing ever. I kept on twisting on the bed, pulling his head even closer to my breasts.

He reached for my denim shorts and removed them quickly. He kissed every inch of skin he exposed, making me moan all the more. He started licking me on the navel and I called out his name, wanting to melt from the heat of him. Matt seemed to be enjoying torturing me this way. He placed light kisses all throughout my waist, making me shiver with delight. I was intoxicated by his hand fondling my thighs. I honestly cannot get enough of him. He reached the front of my panty and licked my pussy through it. “Oh, Matt.”