Remember that hot babysitter you had when you were a kid?
Yeah, Roman remembers. Especially when during his first summer home during university he sees her again, and she's still as hot as ever.
Melanie didn't expect to run into the 12-year-old kid...
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Melanie
From Roman: R U in Hannaford for break?
To Roman: yeah i got in last night
From Roman: U up for babysitting 2nite. It's my birthday.
To Roman: it seems like a holiday
To Roman: i think i'm gonna have to charge double
From Roman: I'll happily pay you double, gorgeous.
From Roman: Just have that pretty ass at my house in an hour.
Making sure that he knows that I read it I lock my phone and toss it on my bed so I can start getting ready.
Over the last six months or so me and Roman have been texting on and off, nothing major but a little phone sex here and there. I swear sex after him is not what it used to be and phone sex is nothing compared to the real thing.
Deciding on his birthday present I grab my new blush pink lingerie set. It's complete with a lacy almost see-through bra, and matching panties, The perfect winter slut outfit.
Overtop my lingerie I put on a dark red mini skirt that will flash you if I bend over a thin white long sleeve shirt and my black winter puffer jacket. It is December for christ's sake.
An hour later I'm knocking on his door, freezing my ass outside before he decides to finally open the door and lead me up to his room.
"How nice of you to finally let me in." I retort, a shiver running down my body at the change of temperature, shrugging off my coat I watch his eyes scan my body, the tight shirt and skin turning his eyes hungry.
"We have a couple of hours, my dad just took my brother to go see the nutcracker."
"On your birthday?" I frown.
"I was the one who bought the tickets for them, figured I'd want the house to myself tonight." He smirks, turning around and heading for the stairs.
"Oh? So what would you do if I wasn't home for break." I tease, following him up the stairs. we arent exclusive and our fucking is just a mutually beneficial arrangement when it happens.
"Well they have Facetime at Johns Hopkins don't they?" He teases back, opening his bedroom door and pulling me in, smashing our lips together in a frenzy.
"You ready to pay me double?" I whisper, breathless against his lips.
He joins our lips together again, wrapping my legs around his waist and sitting on his bed. He pulls my bottom lip with his mouth before disconnecting them completely and grabbing my asscheeks harder, "I will gladly deliver your payment, but I need some assurance before paying such an amount. Strip for me gorgeous."
I sit back on his lap, tossing the shirt over my head and revealing the pink bra. He releases his hands from my ass to my boobs, tweaking my hardened nipples through the fabric. I whimper when I pull away from his grasp, discarding the skirt and standing before him in my full lingerie.
