Babysitting the Baumgartners

Chapter Fourteen

I snuck back into my own room before it was light, so Janie and Henry wouldn’t see me coming out of their mom and dad’s room. Mrs. B pulled me back for a moment, kissing me on the mouth, putting a lazy, sleepy arm around my neck, making me want to stay.

I watched her turn and snuggle into Doc’s back as I closed the door. He was snoring. I had a twinge of guilt thinking about all of it before I drifted back off to sleep, but our Key West vacation was over tomorrow. We were flying home and returning to our normal lives. I could help wondering-was this my “new normal?”

Janie and Henry arguing woke me up-at least, that’s what I thought it was. By the time I grabbed myself a shower and went downstairs to scrounge a late breakfast, I found the Holmes’ kids playing the X-Box with the Baumgartner’s kids while Gretchen and Doc were sitting at the kitchen table. There was a box of Kleenex on it and Gretchen was blowing her nose. She looked awful and I went over to find out what had happened.

“They’re firing me,” Gretchen said as I took a seat across from Doc, not even looking up at me. “Guess what for?” I shook my head, throwing Doc a puzzled look. He just pulled another Kleenex out of the box and handed it to her.

“Condoms!” she hissed, looking over her shoulder to see if the kids were listening. They were glued to the X-Box.

I looked at Doc, incredulous. “What?”

“They’re pretty fundamentally religious,” Doc explained, handing her yet another Kleenex and she blew her nose loudly into it.

“I had them in my purse.” Gretchen shook her head. “They fell out while I was looking for something and she saw them.”

I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. “I don’t get it.”

“Maureen Holmes is a prude.” Mrs. B came into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee.

“Carrie,” Doc warned, glancing toward the kids.

She came over to the table and sat next to me, rolling her eyes. “She is. To expect a twenty-four year old woman to be a virgin in this day and age?”

Gretchen sniffed. “To be fair, I did tell her when I was hired that I had recommitted myself-which was technically true-is true.”

I stared at her, remembering everything she had said to me the other night. And aside from that-did being with a girl not count?

“I have them just in case.” She wiped her eyes with the tissue. They were red and swollen. “The box was unopened. I tried to explain it to her, but she didn’t care.”

“I’m sorry, Gretchen.” I shook my head.

I couldn’t imagine working for people like the Holmes, but then, the Baumgartners were about as far from the Holmes as you could get and still be on the same planet, I thought.

“If there’s anything we can do, just tell us.” Mrs. B reached past me and touched Gretchen’s hand.

“When do you leave?” Doc asked.

“Tonight,” Gretchen sniffed. “I’m supposed to be taking the kids to buy souvenirs for their friends, but I just had to talk to someone.”

“You did the right thing,” Mrs. B reassured her, squeezing her hand.

“I should go. I have to get back.” Gretchen blew her nose again and sniffed. “Ronnie, will you walk me out?”

I nodded, going with her to the door. The kids were still playing video games and we stood outside on the front porch. I couldn’t help putting my arms around her and hugging her. She hugged me back and we rocked a little like that.

“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say.

“It’s okay. I’ll be okay.” She drew a shaky breath. “I feel better already, just seeing you.”

Then I really didn’t know what to say, but I could feel a heat spreading from my belly all through my limbs. Somehow we were kissing, then, a hungry, urgent kiss, one that made me wish we were alone.

“Let’s get together,” she whispered into my ear. “When we get back? Go to… lunch… or something.”

“Or something.” I nodded. “Okay.” Her eyes were still red and swollen and puffy and she still looked awful, and I’d never wanted anyone more.

“Sarah! Noah!” She opened the door. They burst out, full of tales ofLara Croft: Tomb Raider.

I waved at them from the porch as Gretchen hustled them into the car. I waved until the car disappeared around the corner and then I went and sat in the living room with Janie and Henry, who were still playing the X-Box.

“You guys want to go swimming?” I twirled one of Janie’s blonde curls around my finger and thought about the way Gretchen’s hair swung around her face. “It’s our last day, we should do something fun out in the sun.”

Doc came back into the room, smiling at me. “You just want to work on your tan.”

I stuck my tongue out at him. “So?” I grabbed the edge of my shorts, pulling them aside. “It’s working-see…tan lines!”

His eyes dipped to the bend in my thigh, following it inward. “Uh-huh, I see. Although thanks to Carrie’s little bikini, not too many.”

“Well, we’ve got a surprise for you.” Mrs. B came in and turned off the TV.

Janie and Henry both groaned simultaneously. “Mom!”

Mrs. B rolled her eyes. “Fine, if you’d rather play some video game than swim with dolphins…”

I gasped and Janie squealed, clutching me. “Oh my God!” Janie cried. “Really? Oh my God! I love you!” I laughed as she screeched and pulled me to standing, jumping up and down.

Doc shook his head. “Who would have thought a bunch of big fish would be so exciting?”

“They’remammals, Dad!” Janie rolled her eyes at him.

Doc winked at me as Janie pulled me upstairs to get ready. “Mammals, huh? Who knew?”

–

It was the best possible next-to-last day of our vacation that I could imagine, and it just kept getting better. We spent an hour swimming with dolphins, and Janie and I were both fascinated by their smooth, rubbery bodies, the way they actually came up to play with us. I couldn’t get enough, and the trainers showed us how to hang onto them and go for a ride. It was like hanging onto a slippery bullet, and I came up sputtering and laughing, one of the dolphins lifting me from underneath.

We changed and went to dinner and the kids went to the game room and Mrs. B and I got out on the dance floor. The music was loud and it didn’t matter what was playing, because it was just the beat we were rocking to, wild, like we didn’t care who was watching. Doc was, though. I saw him out of the corner of my eye, leaning back and sipping a margarita.

I had three margaritas myself, although I wasn’t supposed to be drinking at all. No one paid any attention, and I was so thirsty after coming off the dance floor that I kept drinking Mrs. B’s and she just kept ordering more in all sorts of yummy flavors.

By the time we drove home, I was flying, and I put my arms up over my head when Doc put the top to the convertible down and me and Henry and Janie sat in the back and sang as loud as we could to whatever was on the radio.

The kids fell asleep on the sofa duringFree Willy -which Janie insisted we watch-before poor Willy even jumped to freedom. For some reason, the whale’s sagging dorsal fin made me incredibly sad every time I saw it.

Doc and I propelled them off to bed, skipping the whole teeth brushing ritual in spite of the M amp;M’s and Milk Duds that they had along with their microwave popcorn. It was straight to bed, do not pass Go, no $200, just a pillow and a blanket and a mumbled “’night.”

Mrs. B came out from cleaning up the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dish towel, just as Doc as I came back down the stairs. “Everyone tucked in?”

Doc pulled her against him, kissing her hard. “Everyone but us.”

Mrs. B held her hand out for me and I melted in between them, snuggled up to her, Doc’s crotch cradling the curve of my ass. Mrs. B’s mouth was soft and warm, her tongue quickly finding mine. I could feel Doc’s hands moving over her, around me, his cock lengthening against my bottom.

“I think we should go for a swim,” she suggested into my ear, and I knew she was looking up at Doc. “One last midnight swim…”

It was only ten o’clock, but we all stood out on the beach in the moonlight, stripping naked on the sand. It was still warm, the day’s heat dissipating slowly, but the water felt cool as I waded in after them. Mrs. B was already swimming out, but Doc lingered a little behind, waiting for me.

I dove under, getting my hair wet and slicking it back as I came up beside him. He looked down at me, reached for me, and I wrapped myself around him as we kissed, squeezing my thighs at his hips, bouncing a little in his arms.

“Throw me,” I whispered in his ear, nibbling on it.

He laughed. “Are you sure?”

I nodded, grinning, as he grabbed my hips in his big hands, bending his knees a little before propelling me upward, squealing, into the air, just like he did to Henry and Janie. I came crashing down into the waves, holding my nose and sinking nearly to the bottom.

“Woo hoo!” I broke the surface. He was still laughing as Mrs. B swam back towards us, smiling. “Again!”

He did it again, and a third time, both he and Mrs. B laughing when I surfaced with a “woo-hoo!” The next time he grabbed my hips, though, he pulled me in close, and I could feel his erection nudging between my legs.

“Wanna go for a ride, little girl?” he asked into my ear and I could feel his fingers probing between my legs, searching out the slippery wetness there, parting my lips.

“My mommy told me not to go for rides with strangers,” I teased, sighing deeply when his fingers found me, slipping into me.

“Do I look strange?” He played along, kissing me, a brief tonguing that slid down my chin and neck quickly to my breasts. As he sucked them, I heard him give a low growl, and felt Mrs. B’s hand under the water beneath me, tugging on his cock. She was guiding him, me, in a slow, watery dance.

“Mommy says it’s ok,” she murmured into my ear, nudging his fingers out of the way with the tip of his cock, and I felt the swollen head seeking entrance. “Just this once…”

Groaning, I sank my flesh down over his shaft, wrapping my legs around his waist and digging my heels into his back. The water bobbed us all up and down, a natural rhythm, his cock slipping through me again and again. Mrs. B stood next to us, tugging at my nipples, leaning in to lick them.

“Ooooo yes!” I arched my back for her tongue as it made circles around my pink, pursed buds. She held me in the water as I floated on my back now, kissing me as Doc grabbed my hips and worked his cock into my pussy, pushing against the surf. We rode it, slow gentle waves coming in one after the other, a rise and fall that I could feel spreading through my belly.

I wrapped my arms around Mrs. B’s neck, my tongue sucking hers in, moaning into her mouth as she tweaked my nipples and slid her hand down between my legs. Her fingers slipped over my mound, feeling where Doc was rocking his stiff flesh into my softness, and then climbed back up to my clit, staying there.

The waves seemed to swell and crest higher and higher, my cries lost in the sound of the surf. I was going to come and I clung to her, to him, both of them sending me over the edge into ecstasy. My pussy fluttered and then clamped down on Doc’s shaft as I came, sucking him deep inside of me as I twisted in his hands, her arms.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mrs. B murmured, her fingers getting another shiver, two, three, out of me. “That’s a good little girl.”

Doc slowed, stopped, but didn’t pull out of me. He was still hard, a pulsing heat inside of me as we floated together. I panted, breathless, into Mrs. B’s neck and we just rocked in the moonlight, drifting.

“Let’s go in.” Mrs. B helped me sit, still impaled on Doc. He groaned, gripping my hips for a moment, holding me still.

We didn’t say anything, we just gathered our clothes and went upstairs. Mrs. B started the shower, and we soaped each other, kissing, caressing, touching as we went. Her hand found its way between my legs again, slippery with soap, when I was kissing Doc, my fingers sliding wetly over his balls, cupping them, rolling.

“I should shave you again.” She petted me there.

“I’ll hold her,” Doc offered and I gasped when he leaned against the tile, turning my back to him and hefting me in his arms.

“Doc!” I squealed as he grabbed my knees, bent them back, exposing me to Mrs. B. I could feel the hard muscles of his chest and belly working as he took my weight, holding me up for her.

“Perfect.” Mrs. B chuckled, reaching for a razor she kept hanging on the shower organizer. She soaped me up good, rubbing hard to make a lather, and I gasped, twisting a little against Doc.

“Gotta hold still.” She raked the razor upward from bottom to top. Mrs. B spread my lips with her fingers at the top, the razor riding the pink edge toward them.

“Am I too heavy?” I turned my head to look at Doc, seeing his eyes following the path of the razor between my legs. He just shook his head, pulling my knees back even further, rolling my hips up a little so he could see even more. Mrs. B’s fingers slid over my mound, feeling for stray hairs. She teased my clit for a moment, making me sigh and moan.

When she reached for the showerhead, I grabbed her hand. “Wait.”

Puzzled, she turned back to me as I slid her fingers down through my slit, past the little opening to my pussy, down further to my ass.

“Don’t forget here,” I murmured and she smiled, her eyes bright.

“Mmmmmm!” She slipped a finger into my ass, making me gasp and squirm. “Let’s get your little asshole nice and clean, hm?” Doc groaned and I felt him shift, straining to see her finger probing between my cheeks, but he couldn’t from that angle.

“Do you like that?” she breathed, her eyes on my face. Her finger was twisting, pushing a little deeper, slippery with soap and sliding easily in and out.

“Yes.” I closed my eyes and leaned my head back on Doc’s shoulder. He turned to kiss me, sucking my tongue into his mouth as Mrs. B continued working her finger deeper and deeper into my ass.

“Feels good doesn’t it?” Doc nuzzled my cheek.

I met his eyes. “Will you put your cock there?”

He let out a breath. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I nodded, finding his mouth again.

I didn’t know if it was the margaritas, or the heat of the shower, or the feel of her finger probing the sensitive flesh of my asshole, or perhaps the thought of Gretchen telling me how much she loved it… maybe it was just that this was our last night here, and I wanted to give them something special.

I whispered it against his mouth, “I want you to fuck my ass.”

The kiss broke as he lowered me slowly to my feet. My legs were tingly and a little numb and I clung to Mrs. B as she used the shower massage to rinse me off. We towel dried quickly and found our way into their bed, tumbling together, me between the two of them.

I kissed Mrs. B down to the bed, like she had me last night, spreading her thighs with mine, cupping her breasts in my hands. My baby-soft, smooth pussy rubbed up against hers and I shifted my hips from side to side, using my lips to spread hers lips, mashing our flesh together as we kissed.

Glancing over at Doc, seeing his cock in his hand, I groaned, resting my head against the soft pillow of Mrs. B’s breasts.

“Are you sure?” Mrs. B stroked my hair.

I nodded, seeing the fire in Doc’s eyes. “Yes. Come on, Doc.”

He leaned over and opened the night table drawer, pulling out the white tube he’d used with Mrs. B and opening the cap. Mrs. B’s fingers found my nipples, rolling, tugging, twisting, making me gasp as I watched him spread a generous amount of clear fluid over his cock.

Then he came to kneel between my thighs, his slick fingers gripping my ass, steadying me. I gasped when I felt him squirt something cold right against the tight, puckered hole of my ass. Mrs. B kissed my cheek, still thumbing my nipples, strumming them, making my pussy hum.

“Just my fingers,” Doc murmured, probing.

My eyes flew open wide and Mrs. B cooed into my ear. “Shhh, it’s ok.”

His finger was much larger and thicker than hers as it slid slowly in. I gritted my teeth, closing my eyes, feeling the stretch and a little burn as he put another one in.

“Oh God!” I groaned, burying my face against Mrs. B’s neck.

“You’re so tense.” She nuzzled me. “Relax…feel his fingers spreading you open…”

I was feeling it, and they seemed impossibly huge. I couldn’t imagine how big his cock was going to feel and I was dreading it. Mrs. B’s hands slid down over my ribcage, stroking the sides of my hips.

“Relax,” she whispered. “Open up your bottom…”

I sighed, drew a shaky breath, and tried. His fingers were working slowly in and out, around and around, twisting inside that tight band of flesh, spreading me open.

“Good, Ronnie,” Doc murmured and I felt him go deeper. “That’s it… let me in.”

Mrs. B slid her hand between my legs, cupping my mound. I sighed as her fingers started rubbing, making easy circles against my clit. It was a nice distraction from Doc’s tight stretch into my ass.

“Are you ready?” Doc slid his fingers out.

I groaned, bracing myself, clenching my eyes closed tight. “Okay.”

“No, sweetie.” Mrs. B lifted my chin and made me look at her. The fingers between my legs didn’t stop, stroking and petting my little clit, making me shiver.

“You have to be open.” She traced my lips with her finger, kissing me. “Look into my eyes… stay right here with me… okay?”

I nodded, gasping when Doc shifted his weight, and I felt something huge-enormous!-pressing against my asshole. I clenched it, without thinking, biting my lip, feeling the fluted skin there squeezing around the very tip of his cock.

“It’s okay.” Mrs. B rubbed my clit a little faster now. I shook my head, but my eyes never left hers. “This is the hardest part, remember?”

“I’ll go slow.” Doc’s hands were petting my ass, then opening it, spreading it for the head of his cock. I squirmed, feeling the push forward, the stretch of my flesh, that hot, crinkled hole resisting him. He petted me some more, murmuring, “Easy, easy…”

“Oh God-wait!” I moaned, feeling him give a little shove against that tender cleft, pushing into the taut band of muscle that wanted him out, out! “Please, God, wait!”

“Look at me,” Mrs. B whispered. My jaw was clenched, my hands fists against the comforter on either side of her. Her eyes searched mine, and she said, “You want to push him out?”

I nodded, gasping. “Yes!”

“Then do it,” she said. I gave her a puzzled look, frowning.

“Go ahead. Push,” she urged, and I groaned, straining a little at the force seeking entrance to that tiny passageway.

Doc gasped, his hips moving forward, and I felt him slip further inside, the heat and swell of him incredible.

“Do it again.” Mrs. B fingered my clit, my pussy trembling under her hand. “Push him out.”

I groaned, using my muscles there to try to expel him, but the moment he shifted forward, I felt him slide into me. There was a little “pop” as his cock head slid under that ring of muscle that wanted to resist him.

I strained, gasping, realizing that the more I pushed, the deeper he could get. We struggled that way for a moment, Doc leaning into me, me pushing back at him, until I felt him pull me hard into the saddle of his hips, making me gasp.

“Good girl,” Mrs. B murmured as I panted against her neck.

“Is there more?” I groaned, looking back at him.

He shook his head. “You’ve got it all, sweetie.”

“Now comes the fun part.” She kissed my sweaty neck. “Remember?”

Doc began to move inside of me, pulling out and pressing in. Mrs. B worked her fingers over my clit as my ass relaxed a little, feeling the thrust and shift of him as he began to fuck me. It was a slow ride at first, and I began to let go, my hands unclenching, my belly and thighs still quivering with their effort “That’s it.” She used her other hand to cup my breast, her palm rubbing over my nipple. “Let him fuck you. Let him take you.”

Her fingers were focused now, circling the hood of my clit through all the wetness, thumbing my nipple, making me rock and moan with pleasure. The cock in my ass moved easily now, that tight band of muscle still pulling and pushing with every thrust, but I wasn’t doing it anymore. I was just letting it go.

“Does that feel good?” Mrs. B asked. “Do you like that big cock filling your little asshole?”

I groaned, not answering, still not sure. It was so big, and I feltso full…

“Do you want me to lick your little pussy while he fucks your ass?” She tugged on my clit, grazing it with her fingernail.

“Oh God!” I moaned, looking at her. “Yes… yes…”

She smiled, shifting out from underneath me. “Turn her over, Doc.”

“No!” I panicked. I knew I couldn’t take him into me again, I just couldn’t, but he was turning me, rolling me to my back, his cock going balls deep as he brought my legs up, making me gasp at the sensation. Mrs. B was over by the dresser, and I saw with wide eyes that she had her black vibrator in her hand.

“See?” Mrs. B climbed on top of me, her pussy over my face as she leaned in to lick my clit. “Not so bad…”

Mrs. B was soaking wet, her lips thick and fat and swollen as I parted them with my tongue. She rocked her hips, groaning, her fingers slipping into me as her mouth covered my mound. Her tongue was soft and lapping at me as Doc pressed my legs back further, his cock never stopping, shoving into me deeper now, so deep I wondered where he was inside of me, the tip of his cock lost in my belly somewhere.

“Ohhhhhh, Mrs. B!” I cried when she twisted and turned that big, hard cock at the entrance of my pussy, slipping the head in. It was tight, Doc’s shaft already filling my ass, but she pressed on, sliding the black length into my pink heat-and then turning it on.

“Oh God!” I groaned, being fucking by two cocks now, one in my pussy, the other in my ass, both of them moving in unison, stretching me wide.

“Now that’s filled,” Mrs. B murmured before she found my clit again with her tongue.

“Jesus.” Doc’s grip tighten on my ankles, shoving my legs back as Mrs. B fucked me with that humming black cock. I realized that he must feel it, too, that deep buzz in my pelvis. She fucked me, he fucked me, and I was lost, moaning, rocking, aching all over.

“Oh yes!” I growled, bucking. “Fuck me! Fuck my ass and my cunt!”

They both murmured something, some appreciation for my words, but I couldn’t hear them. I was lost in the buzzing heat of being fucked, two cocks filling me again and again until I thought I might pass out from the pleasure of it.

The cock in my ass had a give and a softness, even though he was hard as a rock, that the cock in my pussy didn’t have. It was unforgiving, relentless, a dark, black buzzing heat pressing deep into my pink hole.

“Please!” I begged, spreading, rocking, wanting more and more. “Oh I love that big cock in my ass and my cunt!”

“Good girl… lick my pussy, sweetie.” Mrs. B wiggled her ass, rocking her pink, wet flesh against my tongue.

Dazed, I wrapped my arms around her hips, pulling her into my mouth, rubbing my whole face between her legs as I sucked on her clit. It went on and on, Mrs. B against my tongue, Doc fucking me harder and harder, grunting with the effort, the vibrator humming deep inside of me as she licked me until I was trembling.

“Oh baby!” Mrs. B moaned, spreading wider. “Don’t stop! I’m gonna cum all over your face…”

I gasped, sucking her, swallowing, my tongue working her clit until I felt her shudder against me, her moans sending deep vibrations through my pelvis. Her juices flowed down over my chin and cheeks, covering her thighs, her pussy spasming again and again.

“Oh fuck!” Doc groaned, and I knew he was close, his cock was like steel in my ass as he pumped into my flesh. “Oh fuck, baby, I can’t stop it.”

“Come on!” Mrs. B was still shuddering with her own climax. “Come for me, Doc!”

He growled as Mrs. B eased him out of my ass. I moaned as she aimed him at my clit and I felt the first wave of his white heat spurting there, the vibrator still humming deep inside my pussy. He grunted and thrust into her hand, his cum making fiery, hot trails down my slit and around that humming black cock.

Mrs. B began to lick it all up, still working the vibrator into me, fucking me as she sucked his cum off my clit. I couldn’t stand it, and I bucked beneath her, my pussy clenching that black cock tight as I came in her mouth. She was moaning and licking at me, making wet, sucking noises between my legs.

“Oh God, oh God, Mrs. B!” I groaned as she eased the cock out of my pussy. I was still shuddering as she turned it off and rolled onto her back on the bed. She brought the vibrator up to me, putting the head against my lips. I accepted it, sucking it into my mouth as Doc groaned and settled on the other side of me.

Doc took it in his hand, too, watching it disappear between my lips as my eyes flicked between them. They were both wearing soft, bemused smiles as they watched me lick and swallow my own juices.

“Again?” I looked between them and they smiled, their eyes meeting over my head.

“As much as you want.” Mrs. B set the vibrator aside and kissed my mouth.

Doc groaned. “Just let me recharge my batteries first.”

I glanced down at the vibrator on the bed. “Hey… that one doesn’t need recharging.”

Mrs. B laughed, glancing at Doc. “I think we created a monster.”

I snuggled down between them, giggling, so full I felt I could simply burst.