I looked at Rider with the biggest 'heart eyes'. I'm pretty sure he could tell I was melting over him. After staring at him for a few seconds he asked me to come in. I quickly bounced back to reality and made my way into the house. I gracefully passed by him as he held the door. "I like your dress, Sarah," he said. I turned towards him and thanked him for his almost sickening kindness. I looked around admiring his spectacular house. Damn he must have money, I thought to my self. I couldn't believe what I was looking out. And to think his kids attended to a regular old daycare center when he could obviously afford the best childcare around.
"Would you like something to drink before we go over the basics of watching my crazy kids?" Rider asked as he laughed a little. "I wouldn't mind a drink," I said. "Okay, what would you like? We have water, sweet tea, sparkling water, and orange juice?" "Just water would be fine, thank you." Rider reached for a glass out of the cabinet above him and walked over to the refrigerator. He grabbed a pitcher of water and slowly filled up my glass. I could see his biceps flexing just a little as he lifted the glass and I started to sweat. This man made me so sexually frustrated it was almost ridiculous. He was just picking up a half gallon pitcher of water and just because I could see his muscles even the slightest amount, I automatically started picturing him lifting me up and slamming my delicate body onto the kitchen counter and making the most sweetest love to me.
After filling the glass up, he made his way towards me and handed me the glass. "Thank you," I said with a slight smile. "No problem" he said, "let me show you around a bit and give you some details of what you are asked to do while you're here for the night watching Makenzie and Jaxon," he said. He led the way towards the living room and I followed behind. "As you can see this is the living room, this is where the kids love making a mess of the toys and leaving me to clean them up... so as you can see I usually just leave them there, because I don't have any patience left at the end of the night to clean up the remaining toys." I laughed as I looked around there were toys everywhere, from the floor to on top of the entertainment center. "Over there is the dining room, we don't use it much since we usually eat on the couch or in the kitchen." We passed the gorgeously styled dining room and walked up the stairs.
"To the right is Makenzie's bedroom, she's asleep right now, and if I were to open the door up her head would automatically pop up and she will not go back to sleep, so let's let her be for the moment." In front of us was the bathroom and to the left of it was Jaxon's room, we opened it for a second just to get a peek. Jaxon was laying on his tiny 'big boy bed' with his bottom cocked up in the air and his face smushed against the mattress as he snored. "I wish I could sleep that well," Rider whispered.
"Over there is my room," he was pointing all the way down the hall. He told me to follow him and I did. He opened the door and I came in. "This is where all of the non-existent magic happens, Sarah!" I laughed. "You decorated this yourself?" I asked. "Oh no, my sister helped. She is the reason this place looks as good as it does. All thanks to her," He said. "Oh, well if I ever meet her, I will have to let her know how much I appreciate her interior decorating skills!" I said. Rider chuckled and pointed to a door on the opposite side of the room. "This is my pride and joy" he said as opening the door. Behind it was the most magnificent master bathroom I have ever seen. It was so beautiful. Which it may seem strange to describe a bathroom as 'beautiful', since it is the place where people relieve themselves and scrub all of the dirt and sweat off of their bodies, but it truly was beautiful. There was a garden tub off to the left, which Rider said also served as a hot tub, and a full size shower to the right. The shower was surrounded by the most detailed stained glass that I have ever laid my green eyes on. I wouldn't mind calling this place my home.
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The Dilf
Teen FictionEvery morning he dropped off his children, I could feel my palms getting clammy. He made my lady bits tingle. I had a thing for Mackenzie and Jaxon's dad. Maybe this was simply my "daddy-issues" making an appearance, as my father abandoned me when I...