Maybe just a little....

By now my dick was rock hard and forming a significant tent in my pajama shorts. As much as my blood-engorged member was pushing me to have my way with this supple beauty, my conscience/wisdom/common sense was able to cut through the haze. With the sensation of Charissa's perfect breasts still fresh in my memory, I was going to have to call it a night.

But first, one last expedition?

Keeping my eyes locked on her closed lids, I slowly extracted my cock from my shorts. Exposing myself in front of the babysitter like this was thrilling, and I drank in the vision of my penis mere inches from her placid face. Remembering how easy it was to move her arm off her belly, I returned to my place on the couch where I'd been sitting for the movie. I took her arm, raised her hand, and guided it gently to my cock. Her skin on my skin was almost too much to handle at this point, and honestly, I knew I couldn't hold myself together if I started to rub myself out with her perfect fingers. So, after just a few moments of contact, I replaced her hand, put myself back in my shorts, and started to take some deep breaths.

After a few minutes, my hard-on calmed down. Charissa snored gently, and the movie rolled to a close. The basement was quiet and still. Charissa slept on. My mind raced with possibilities. I knew I was right to pull back before. But she was obviously out like a light. Maybe I could dive back in for a little more breast play?

I fought with myself, trying to decide whether to peek under Charissa's shirt again when I heard a noise that brought my heart into my throat.

"Seth," she said, plainly and clearly.

My first reaction was panic. But then I remembered that I wasn't actually doing anything in that moment. I was just sitting there, perfectly innocent!

And then I realized that she was still sleeping. For some reason--and believe me, I could imagine a few--Charissa had unconsciously spoken my name. And as alluring as it was, this also brought me to my senses.

"Pull yourself together, Seth," I told myself. And, with reluctant resolve, I stood up from the couch. I glanced back one last time as I quietly padded upstairs. I made my way to my room, masturbated for about 30 seconds before exploding all over myself, and fell into my own deep, heavy sleep.