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before she starts college in the fall. That's the reason why she can't go out with us on Saturday.”
    “Is she pretty?” I felt my nipples peaking at the thought.
    “Hey now!” I could practically hear her jaw drop from across the phone. “This is a hands-off deal. Strictly babysitting only. You think I was naïve and innocent when we met? Well, you should see Emily. Her parents make her dress like a librarian or a teacher or something. She has to sneak clothes out of the house to dress normal. Her parents are really conservative.”
    Hmm... I thought to myself, the wheels already turning. Sneaking out of the house indicates a willingness to rebel...
    “Marissa?” Charlotte spoke up.
    “Huh? What’s that?” I asked as she broke me out of my reverie.
    “I asked you if you promise to be good if I send Emily over.” She sounded hesitant now.
    “Sure, I’ll be good.” Reeeeeeal good. I grinned wickedly.
    There was a pause. “I really don't want to hear that you're fucking all my friends, too. I don't know if I could show my face around school if word got out.”
    I sighed. She was being a little melodramatic now. “Okay, I promise that nothing will happen.”
    “Okay. Does seven o’clock sound good?”
    “Let’s make it eight.” The baby would be asleep by then. I didn't want to go back on my word with Charlotte, but the wheels of my mind were already turning cranking out a myriad of ways I could get my teenage sitter naked and in our bed. Even if it didn't happen, a girl could dream...
    “Sounds good. If you don’t hear from me in the next ten minutes, that means you can expect her by eight. I’ll give her directions and everything.”
    “Sounds good,” I said, and we both said our goodbyes.
    ***
    I found Kevin in his study watching a talking dog video on YouTube.
    “Is she coming?” He sat up in his chair, hopeful.
    I shook my head. “Can’t make it. But she’s sending over a friend of hers so that you and I can go out to dinner.”
    He sighed, sagging back into his desk chair. “That sounds like fun, too... just... not as fun as what we did with Charlotte last week.”
    He sounded disappointed, as if “just me” wasn't enough. And to tell the truth, I couldn't really blame him. Jill, our baby, remained the most important thing in our lives, but ever since that first night with Charlotte, our sex life had really been on fire. Charlotte had been over to our house four or five times since we first took her virginity and showed her just how much fun sex could be.
    That first time, we slipped up and didn’t think to use a condom. Charlotte hadn’t ended up pregnant and we’d used a condom half the time since then... but the other times, we just couldn’t help ourselves. We were all just so turned on, we didn’t even care. In fact, I almost hoped she would get pregnant. The idea was strangely erotic to me. Imagining that my husband’s cum filling my teenage sitter’s belly with his baby was an incredible turn on.
    “Is there any chance...?” He raised his eyebrows.
    I shook my head again. “Charlotte says she’s really straight-laced and uptight. Hands off, she said.” I didn’t want to give him any false hope. If Emily was even a young woman that I wanted us to sleep with, I'd have to tread carefully. Better to assume that we weren't going to get anywhere with her and save ourselves some disappointment. Besides, we might both find her to be a Plain Jane.
    ***
    S he wasn’t a Plain Jane.
    Emily walked in at eight o’clock on the dot, her long, straight blonde hair shiny and falling at the small of her back. She had no makeup on, but she didn’t need it. The girl was stunning, even without a speck of makeup.
    Her clothes weren't doing anything for her, either. She wore, of all things, a loose jersey and some exercise shorts. A soccer uniform. Under that, I could tell her breasts were small, probably an A cup. She had changed her shoes at least. Her purse was overstuffed, and I