“Stop, stop! I’m sorry!” He begged, gasping. Janie watched, grinning.
“Henry, you shouldn’t have done that.” Doc stood behind me and I shaded my eyes as I looked up at him. He grinned, too. “As irresistible as the target may have seemed.”
“Very funny.” I stood up.
Henry still giggled as he stood, too. “Hop on pop!” He tackled his father.
Doc groaned, catching him with one arm. Janie squealed, running towards him, and he braced himself for her, mock-falling back onto the sand when she hit him in the chest. He laid sprawled in the sand while the kids crawled over him, trying to tickle him.
“You know I’m not ticklish.” He looked up at me as I walked by. “But I bet Ronnie is.”
“Hey!” He had hold of my ankle and I gasped, trying to shake him loose. “Oh, no, you don’t!”
“Hop on babysitter!” Doc called, and the kids screeched, jumping up to tackle me. I couldn’t get away with the hold he had on my ankle, and I tumbled to the sand as Henry and Janie tickled my ribs, making me laugh.
“Stop!” I gasped, rolling away from them, but Doc still had my ankle, and now his other hand was on my calf, moving up.
“I’ll hold her!” Doc grabbed my hip and used it as leverage to roll me onto my back. I was helpless, laughing as Henry and Janie dug their little fingers into my ribs. “You tickle her.”
My eyes widened as Doc climbed on top of me, straddling me. He grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head. My eyes met his, shocked and excited, and he saw it, putting his mouth next to my ear, the heat of his breath making me tremble.
“Got you,” he whispered, moving his hips just a little, letting me feel how hard he was, the length of him pressed right there between my lips. My clit felt like it was pulsing against the head of his cock.
“Stop, stop, stop!” I begged as the kids’ fingers found their way under my arms, making me twist and squeal underneath him. I couldn’t stop laughing, and still the feel of his erection between my legs made my pussy throb and my head pound.
“Okay, okay!” He sat up a little, looking into my eyes. “I think the babysitter’s had enough.”
I shook my head and mouthed the word, “No,” meeting Doc’s eyes and moving my hips up just a little bit with the tiniest, almost imperceptible rock. He pressed into me, squeezing my wrists once, hard, before letting me go.
Henry took his father at his word and tackled Janie then, trying to tickle her, and they rolled and kicked in the sand. Doc moved off me and headed for the water, and I knew why-because he was hard as a rock. That thought left me breathless. I stood, brushing sand off of me. Henry got bored and went back to digging a “moat” around his “castle.” Janie joined him after a breathless minute.
“Carrie!” Doc waved toward shore. I saw Mrs. B sit up, shading her eyes. “Come swim with me!”
I wiped sand off my arms while I watched her wade into the water, swimming out to where he was standing. He grabbed her, twirling her around, making her squeal, and I watched them, feeling something hard and tight in the pit of my stomach.
I went and got one of the floats from the side of the house, climbing onto it and paddling through the waves. I lay on my belly, letting the water rock me up and down as I watched them playing together. They were a good ways off from me, splashing and laughing.
I closed my eyes and drifted, spreading my thighs and letting my feet dangle in the water, hugging the float to my body. The water rocked me a little closer, close enough I could hear them.
“No one will know,” Doc said, and I opened one eye, seeing Mrs. B with her arms around his neck. They were shoulder-deep in the water. “Please, baby.”
“Doc,” she admonished, glancing toward shore, and then over at me. I made my eyes into slits, hoping to look as if I were sleeping. I knew what he wanted, because I wanted it, too. My pussy was aching, my clit a humming little swell between my thighs.
I saw his thumbs moving over her nipples through her white bikini top, making her gasp. He kept that up as he kissed her. I was close enough now I could see his tongue slipping into her mouth. I licked my lips, swallowing hard, the heat of the sun on my back nothing compared to the fire burning between my legs.
I saw Mrs. B glance over at the kids and then back at me. “What about Veronica?”
“She’s not paying attention.” Doc glanced over at me, too. “Please, Carrie? God, I can’t stand it.”
Mrs. B’s hand moved under the water, and I realized she must have his cock in it. That thought made my clit beg to be touched, and I slipped a hand slowly underneath me, edging under the tiny triangle of my suit.
“That’s it, baby!” Doc moaned, and I saw him bucking against her. “God, I want to fuck you.”
My fingers eased between my swollen lips, rubbing at my clit as I watched her straddle him, wrapping her legs around his waist. I couldn’t see anything with the water rushing around them, but I knew he was sliding his cock up inside of her from the way their eyes closed, the way they moved together, a little different rhythm from the waves that rocked me up and down on the float.
She wrapped herself around him, biting his shoulder, digging her nails into his back. He turned with her in his arms, so her back was to me, and I saw his face, his eyes closed as he fucked her. My clit asked to be rubbed harder, faster, and I did. I couldn’t help it. I watched them openly now, working my hand under my tummy, between my legs, feeling that familiar tug and swell.
“I’m gonna come!” He pulled her hard into him, and I came, too, quivering and gasping, trying not to make any noise at all as a white, pulsing heat filled my body. I imagined his cum shooting up inside ofme, the feel of his cock throbbing as he came, and when I opened my eyes I saw him looking at me. He kissed Mrs. B’s shoulder, her neck, but his eyes were on mine and he smiled.
“Thank you, baby,” he murmured, nuzzling her. I bit my lip, shivering, sliding my hand out from between my legs, making sure he saw me. His eyes widened as I lifted my fingers to my mouth, sucking and licking them as he watched.
Chapter Six
I was supposed to be taking Janie and Henry shopping with Mrs. B. That was the plan, mostly because Mr. and Mrs. B had a big party to go to that night and she didn’t have anything to wear, she said. The kids got bored quick, though, and I didn’t blame them. There were only so many Louis Vuitton purses and Gucci scarves an eight year old could stand to look at before getting whiny.
Frankly, I was starting to get whiny, myself, even after we took a distracting trip through the Disney Store for an hour or so. Mrs. B didn’t seem anywhere near ready to quit.
It wasn’t until we stopped for lunch that we all got saved.
“Oh my God, Maureen Holmes! Is that you?” Mrs. B stood up and I watched her kiss the air next to the cheek of a woman with short, stylish dark hair who had two children trailing behind her. They looked a little younger than Janie and Henry. There was also a girl about my age with a blonde ponytail holding their hands.
Small world-they were acquaintances of the Baumgartners from back home, and Janie and Henry jumped at the chance to have playmates their own age again. The older women chatted, and me and the blonde-her name was Gretchen and she was the Holmes’au pair, she told me-wrangled the kids.
As Gretchen and I talked, I realized that she actually got paid for doing for the Holmes’ what I was doing for the Baumgartners for free. When it was time to go, all four of the kids had a meltdown, and we stood around with the eyes of restaurant patrons on us, wondering what to do.
“Why don’t I take them all back to the house?” Gretchen suggested, smiling at Mrs. Holmes. “You can come pick them up later, Mrs. Baumgartner. I’m sure the kids would love to play together a while longer, and it would give you two a chance to catch up some more.”
And just like that, theau pair saved the day. The two women looked at her like she was wearing tights and cape with a big “S” on the back.
“Do you want to just go back to the house, Veronica?” Mrs. B asked me. “I’m sure Gretchen can handle the kids.”
And that’s how I ended up with the whole afternoon to myself. I walked home, since it was only half a mile, enjoying the sunshine. I went for a swim when I got back, then took a shower and painted my toenails. I called my
