Barely Legal and He Couldn’t Resist

I glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time that evening. 10:37 PM. Where was he? I had been babysitting for this hot dad for awhile now and I couldn’t help but feel a little thrill every time I thought about being alone in his house.

Tonight, I had decided to take things to the next level. I had always known that there was something between us, a spark that neither of us could deny. I had been cleaning up after dinner when I heard his car pull into the driveway. My heart raced as I slipped out of my clothes and into his bed, naked and ready for him.

He walked into the room, a look of surprise on his face as he took in the sight of me. But there was something else there too, something primal and raw. Without a word, he crossed the room and climbed onto the bed, pulling me close.

The sex was hot and wild, just like I had imagined. He was rough and demanding, and I loved every second of it. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper inside me as he pounded into me again and again. I could feel myself building towards release, and I knew he was right there with me.

When it was over, we lay in satisfied silence, our bodies slick with sweat. It had been worth it, every dirty, delicious moment.