That’s when I know the jig is up because evidently, my secret strip show wasn’t secret at all. Mr. Patton saw everything, and now, he wants a repeat performance.
4
Rick
She’s so gorgeous, spread out like a feast. Tracy’s brown curls stream over her shoulders, and those enormous tits are practically falling out of the tiny bikini top. But it’s her big belly and what’s right below it that have me hard and stiff because I adore pregnant women. I love how full and ripe they look, and Tracy’s no exception. Even more exciting, at the moment, she’s got on nothing below the waist, and one small hand is cupped over her pussy as she hides herself.
But my sweet babysitter’s looking at me with shocked eyes.
“So you saw,” she says in a faint whisper.
“I did,” I acknowledge. “I was on the phone, but I saw everything sweetheart, and you were gorgeous. I’d love to see it again.”
She trembles before me, those big breasts heaving.
“I didn’t think you could see,” Tracy says in a flustered voice. “It was dark in the hallway!”
I merely wink.
“Well, I have better eyesight than you think. Again, you were gorgeous, baby, and I’d love to see it again. I don’t want to have to play the video over and over in order to view your beautiful body.”
She stares at me, still covering herself with one hand.
“What do you mean? What video?”
Now it’s time to play my ace. I merely smile like a predator, showing my teeth.
“Well, after I realized you were outside baring that sweet snatch to me, I switched on my computer’s video camera and pointed it at you,” I drawl lazily. “It was easy enough, and I’ve watched the recording multiple times since. You’re gorgeous, Tracy, and I swear, the video never gets old. But now, I want to see the real thing again, baby girl. Show me,” I command.
My babysitter’s mouth is hanging open with shock.
“You videotaped me?” she whispers, eyes wide.
“Yup,” I grin. “All of it, honey. And if you want a copy of that video, then you’ll show me exactly what I captured on film. Otherwise, maybe I’ll forward it around my single dads group chat. I’m sure they’d love it too.”
Tracy stares at me.
“You wouldn’t!”
I grin.
“Show me what you have, and maybe I won’t.”
I know it’s utterly ruthless to blackmail my babysitter like this but I can’t resist. After all, I’ve been dreaming of her creamy cunt and puckered asshole non-stop for the last week. I’ve beat out multiple orgasms in the shower by now, and while I have no real intention of passing around the video, it makes for a good motivator.
Slowly, Tracy nods, her curvy form trembling.
“Promise me that if I let you see, you’ll keep that video private,” she whispers. “It was never supposed to be recorded!”
I nod, blue eyes blazing now.
“Of course, I promise, sweetheart. In fact, I’ll even destroy the video if you want. But now, it’s time, baby girl. Show me.”
With that, Tracy slowly lifts her hand from her cunt, and I let out a low rumble of desire because clearly, the verbal sparring turns her on. This isn’t the dried out, withered vagina of a 90-year old nun. Instead, Tracy’s wet and lush, her pussy swollen even as her little bud peeks out, stiff and hard.
“Oh sweetheart, you’re gorgeous,” I rasp, my body as hard as stone. “Let me just taste it a bit.”
Then, before she can say anything, I spread her legs apart, baring that steamy pink snatch to my view. Her pussy lips separate a bit, showing off those gleaming pink insides and my cock literally jerks and spills. Fuck, she’s heavenly.