Becky Ashton

Becky Ashton had the best baby sitting job. The Kirk's were just next door to her house. They were generous with their pay and they seemed to go out every Friday night so Becky had a steady stream of income. their son Billy was the best as well. No fights, ate his dinner and went to bed on his own. Becky would also admit that Mr. Kirk was quite attractive as well. She would tell her friends that she fantasied about him. Will and Michelle Kirk were both in their mid-twenties, not much older than Becky, and both relished their date night together.

Billy was in his bed and Becky was laying on the couch with the tv on and playing on her phone. She didn't expect the Kirks back for at least another hour or maybe two. Becky was bored. She was tempted to go explore the house, maybe have a sip from the liquor cabinet but she was sure that the Kirk's had cameras in their house and she didn't want to risk losing their trust.

The thought of Will Kirk could watch her in the house lit a spark of lust in Becky's mind. Becky was horny all of the time and she thought about going to the bathroom and touch herself there and try to get off.. Pretending that Will was watching her she slowly took her jeans off and Becky slipped a finger in under her panties and was softly stroking herself.

Taking the fantasy to the next level, Becky moaned out loud, "You like what you see Will? Come here and fuck me, you sexy fucker!" Becky bit her lip as she ran her fingertips over her engorged clit.

*BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP*

Becky jumped when the car alarm from across the street went off. Fearing it was the Kirks she threw her pants back on and peeked outside the window. Becky didn't see any headlights or anything else outside so she went back to the family room and laid on the couch again. The urge to self pleasure was banished due to thinking the Kirks would be walking in any moment. Becky's phone went off with a text from her friend Sara Jean. "Hey babe! Still babysitting? Want to hang out? I really want to see you." Becky responded "Hey girl. Still babysitting. Prob just going home to crash afterwards. Lunch tomorrow?" Immediate response from Sara Jean "I don't think that's going to work. Maybe I'll just stop by later *kissy face emoji* Weird, Becky thought. Before she got a chance to respond she heard a car pull up in the driveway.