I lay myself over his lap, my face in the cushions on one side of the couch my feet hanging over the other end. "Bad girls have to be spanked!" Seeing the look of surprise and apprehension on my face, he added, "After all, you wouldn't want me to have to tell your parents now, would you?" "And you know what we do when little girls like you have been bad don't you?" I looked up at Mr Reynold and shook my head. "Well, Miss Jilli Ann," he said placing a hand on my knee, "you've been a very bad girl haven't you?" I nodded. Taken aback somewhat by his question, stupidly I muttered without thinking, "Yeah." "Hey, I'm sorry kid, I didn't mean to shout at you." Mr Reynold's voice softened as he sat down beside me. Please don't tell my parents, I'll do anything, just please don't tell them." The expression on Mr Reynold's face appeared to change and he placed the phone back on the hook. "I'm sorry, Mr Reynold, I swear I didn't know what was on it. "Please, Mr Reynold," I stuttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to watch it I just…" "Can't speak? Well let's see what your father has to say shall we?" I didn't know what to say… I couldn't say anything. I could feel my face turn red with embarrassment. "So this is what you get up to when we're paying you to look after our kids?" A close up of the blonde sucking the large cock appeared on the screen. "Nothing? Really?… doesn't look like nothing," he said, pressing play on the VCR. Picking up the case, Mr Reynold looked at me accusingly. I saw Mr Reynold glance over to the TV where the video case marked 'X' was lying empty on the floor. "Hey what you watching kid?" Mr Reynold questioned as he took a seat. "Well I was, but luckily I managed to get an earlier flight. "Um Mrs Reynold said you'd be coming back tomorrow." "Hi Mr Reynold," I muttered, struggling to find the stop button on the remote, spilling the soda in the process. So engrossed was I in the video, I hadn't heard the keys in the door. "Hey Jilli," greeted Mr Reynold, as he walked through from the kitchen, making me jump. Subsequently, except for a quick fumble with my cousin Derrick, my experience of boys, period, was zero! My father always said that boys were no good and that I should keep my mind on my books. You see, my parents had sent me to an all girls' school and were very strict. I was amazed at how she took it so deep and I had never seen a cock so huge! But then my experience of cock was minimal. The video switched to a young redhead, wearing a leather collar and leash, kneeling in front of an older man who demanded that she suck his cock. Sitting back on the sofa, I decided babysitting might not be such a drag after all. We thought it would be fun to watch one, but after a few minutes Leah being the prude that she is switched it off in disgust. Her Dad had this big collection of blue movies. I had only ever seen a dirty movie once before when I was sleeping over at Leah's. On pressing play, I was greeted by the image of a young blonde girl laid over the knee of an older man who spanked her roughly with his hand. About to give up, it was then that I noticed tucked at the back of the collection a tape marked 'X'. It was mostly Disney movies and the usual blockbuster films that I'd seen a million times. Taking a packet of chips and a soda to the front room, I began searching through the video collection for something half decent to watch. That was the benefit of sitting for the Reynolds their house was always full of junk food. As usual Mrs Reynold gave me the third degree about what I should and shouldn't do if the brats woke up, adding that Mr Reynold was due back from his business trip tomorrow, so could I please make sure I left everything as I found it.Īs the evening progressed, I went through the usual ritual of raiding the kitchen closets. Baby-sitting the neighbor's kids was always a drag, but I needed the cash.
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