Babysitter Birthday Surprise

"Oh! Fuck...RICK!...It feels so good! Ah...Fuck so good! Oh...OH SHIT! SHIT, RICK! You're going to...Going to...Make...Me...OH! RICK!"

I watched my babysitter cum. It was undoubtedly an image I had never thought I would see. Alex's back arched like a bent bow off the bed as she creamed my husbands face. Her face contorted into a mask of pleasure so profound it could easily have been misconstrued as pain. She stayed suspended like that for several long seconds until she dropped back to the bed with a low moan.

My husband was on her almost before her back touched the top of the bed. The look in his eyes was so wild I almost feared for her safety. He pulled her nightie off throwing it aside, and his mouth found her bare breasts. The nipples quickly became his target as he lashed at those hard knots with his hot tongue before he sucked them into his mouth one at a time to bite and nibble at them. Alex grabbed at the back of his head and let out quiet whimpers of pleasure as Rick sucked her tits.

"Um...Do you like my tits, Rick? Do they feel good to suck?"

"Fuck yes! Your tits are so perfect, Alex. They feel so fucking good in my mouth!"

"I can feel your cock against my pussy Rick. I think it wants to be inside me."

Rick slid up her body until he was looking into her face. They shared another deep tongue kiss while he pushed lightly with his hips just letting the head of his cock tease the entrance to her love tunnel.

"Don't tease me, Rick. I want you. I want you to fuck me so deep an hard. Take me! Take me, Rick!" cried Alex.

He started to push harder at her wet entrance. The camera near the bed had been mounted low enough to give me a pretty good angle on things, so I had the disconcerting sight of my husband's penis slowly vanishing into Alex's pussy painted all over my screen. I bit my lower lip and tried to fight back the tears as I watched my husband cheat on me. I know it was my idea, but it was still hard to watch. His head slipped in pushing the thick lips of her pussy back out of the way, and then slowly the rest of his shaft followed. He was at least trying to be gentle even though the look on his face showed how badly he just wanted to pound this little girls cunt right through the bed frame. A little at a time he worked himself into her and Alex grabbed his back and pushed with her hips to help him along.

"Rick, I can feel every inch! God, you're inside me! You have no idea how many nights I dreamed of this moment! Fuck me, Rick! FUCK ME!"

"Alex! oh...Christ, you are so tight! Ah...Baby, I need to fuck you so bad!"

Rick was entirely inside her with his tight balls pressed against her ass. He started to give her exactly what she was begging for thrusting in and out, driving his cock deep into her quivering brown vagina. She had her heels against his buttocks, and she spread her legs wide to take as much of him into her as she could. Her large breasts bounced wildly up and down as he gained steam pounding into her in a way he could never have with me.

"Fuck YES! God it feels so good to fuck you, Alex! You're so fucking beautiful!"

The headboard on the bed was banging against the wall as my husband slammed his cock recklessly into our babysitter's vagina. The sight of them together gasping and grabbing at each other was both scary and arousing at the same time. I was tempted to slip my hand inside my dress and touch myself in time with their movements. I could tell Rick wouldn't last too much longer. I know the look he gets in his eyes when he is about to cum, and that look was starting to make an appearance. I wondered how Alex was going to let him finish. Would she have him pull out and shoot all over those gorgeous tits of hers? Maybe she would go for the facial?

"Let me on top Rick! I want to ride your cock!"

I smiled as Rick and Alex quickly changed positions. I couldn't do this one anymore, and I know Rick missed having a woman on top riding him whether he would admit it or not. Alex mounted his penis taking it back into her well-stretched pussy. She started to ride him hot and hard grabbing his hands and pulling them to her chest so that he could play with her heavy tits while she fucked him. I had to admit she looked spectacular like that with her head thrown back and her gorgeous body on full display. Her mouth hung open, and she cried out with each thrust onto Rick's cock. He looked mesmerized by the sight of this beautiful young woman taking everything he had to offer.

"Shit Alex...It feels so good baby...But...I...Can't take much more! Shit, Alex...I'm going to cum!" warned Rick.

I watched with fascination what would happen next, but Alex didn't seem to be slowing down instead the threat of Rick's impending orgasm made her fuck him even harder as her hips moved quicker.

"Oh fuck Alex! Shit...I can't hold it back! God...I...Can't."

Alex looked down at Rick,"I feel you...So hard inside me...So hard...Oh...FUCK! I can't stop! Can't stop! RICK!"

My heart sank as I realized what was about to happen.

"Fuck! Alex! ALEX! I'm going to...FUCKING Cum! Ah SHIT ALEX!" yelled Rick.

"Yes, Rick! Cum in me! Fill my fucking pussy! OH FUCK YES, RICK!" screamed Alex.

They went together with my husband thrusting upward and exploding inside Alex's tight young vagina. The resolution was so good on the low-light camera I could see his cock pulsing as it sent a torrent of semen into our babysitter's cunt. Alex was right there with him creaming every inch of his cock, squeezing all she could from his balls.

I sat back hard in the chair staring at the screen my heart pounding in my chest while my husband and our babysitter moved into a tight embrace in the bed. A slow swell of anger started to boil its way up inside me. I had given Alex one rule to follow, and she had broken it, taking my husbands seed inside her when I specifically asked her not to allow that to happen. It was too late to do anything about it now. I also realized that it would be impossible to confront Alex about it without admitting that I had been spying on their tryst.

My mind was swirling with conflicting emotions, but the sound of heavy breathing brought my attention back to the monitor. This time I was only able to watch for a moment. My husband had Alex facing the headboard her hands grasping it tightly, and he was taking her from behind in almost a mirror of the position he and I had been in weeks earlier. There was a noticeable difference in the way they were doing it with Rick slamming into Alex so hard her knees were coming up off the bed. Their cries of pleasure filled my ears again, but I had lost my stomach for it, and I closed the connection.

The shadows in the dimly lit office seem to swallow me as I pushed back in the chair to wait. Alex and I had agreed that she would text me when they had finished so I could unlock the door. The minutes seemed to drag by until finally, my cell phone buzzed with the message that Rick was in the shower and she was ready to leave. I walked up the stairs, apprehensive at seeing my babysitters face which I imagined would be fixed in post-coital bliss. The door swung open at the clicking of the lock and Alex was standing on the other side.

She had changed back into the more mundane outfit she had been wearing earlier. I was surprised to see that her face bore a look that was as uncertain as my own.We stood looking at each other in a moment of awkward silence.

"Alex," I said.

"Barbara, its...um...That is, we're finished and...I guess I should go now," said Alex in a timid voice.

My earlier anger faded at the sight of how awkward and nervous she seemed. I guess I couldn't blame her I would have been the same in her shoes. Strangely, I felt like I should be comforting her as if she had been through some horrible ordeal, and not just having engaged in passionate sex with my husband. Alex tried to brush past me intent on getting away from me and out of the house.

"Alex, Wait...Did everything go alright? Rick...Did he have a good time?" I hated the questions as soon as they left my lips but I didn't know what else to say.

"It was fine. I mean better than fine. It was wonderful he was so nice and gentle, mostly anyway. I think he enjoyed it, at least he said that he did."

Her words tumbled out in a nervous torrent. I was feeling sorry for her now. She looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights of an onrushing car.

"O.K., well, we can talk later," I said finally.

"Sure," she blurted and turned quickly to go. Alex made it to the head of the stairs before she turned around.

"Barbara...I...I'm sorry...I know we talked about this and honest to God I wasn't going to let it happen, but everything felt so good...I just couldn't stop, and then he couldn't stop and..."

I walked over to her and put my hands on her shoulders.

"What are you trying to tell me, Alex?"

"He...came inside me...I' so sorry Barbara I know that was our one rule. Shit...I'm sorry."

I couldn't fault her for her honesty I guess, and she looked so forlorn standing there that I let her off the hook.

"Don't worry about it. I know from experience how hard it is to control yourself in the heat of the moment. Rick can be very...intoxicating."

Her face lit up like she had been forgiven by an angry parent, "Thanks, Barbara, for understanding. I really should go."

I watched her leave down the stairs and heard the front door slam at the same time that the shower water turned off. My steps carried me over to the bed, but I stopped short of sitting down on it. The whole of the bedspread and linens would have to be washed before I would want to be anywhere near them. The bathroom door opened and Rick came out in his boxers tying a robe around his body. He hesitated when he saw me, and no sign of Alex. The silence that followed was at least as profound as what had descended when I had faced our babysitter. I reminded myself that this had been my idea, and I had no right to be upset but it was hard to look at Rick.

"Happy Birthday," I said finally.

"Barbara I just want you to know..." Rick started to say.

I was in his arms before he could complete the sentence fighting not to cry and only managing to be partly successful. He hugged me tight to him and rubbed the back of my head.

"Tell me you had a nice time and that will make it all worth it," I said at last.

"Yes, I did. Alex was very...um...vigorous I guess. It was a great present. Thank You,"

We didn't speak of that night again for a long time. I tried to put it behind me and chalk it up to an idea that had seemed reasonable at the time, but in retrospect, I should have never considered. Alex continued to babysit, and after a little awkwardness at the beginning, we eventually returned to the same bantering relationship we had always had. Everything seemed to have returned to normal.

It was a few months after Alex graduated from college and started working at Rick's company that I first noticed the change. It was subtle, but occasionally Rick would come home a little later than usual or take a bit longer getting ready in the morning like he wanted to look especially nice. Alex had all but stopped babysitting now that she was working full time but it wasn't a big deal now that both kids were going to school all day. I was interviewing girls to fill in the gap between the time the kids got off school and when my husband and I would arrive home from our respective jobs. Alex had volunteered to help with the interview process since she had a vested interest in the well being of the children she had help raise.

It was a stormy afternoon after we had just completed an interview when I noticed it. I was drinking some tea and Alex had taken the kids upstairs to change out of their school clothes. Alex had left her oversized shoulder bag on the back of the kitchen chair, and I saw the edge of a red leather book sticking out of the top. Curious, I moved closer and reached down to pull it free. It was an old-fashioned five-year diary closed with a simple gold lock. I remembered that I had seen Alex writing in it shortly after she came to work here but I didn't realize she had kept at it.

I glanced toward the foyer, but there was no sound coming from upstairs. I was overwhelmed suddenly with the urge to see if Alex had written anything about that fateful day months ago. Sadly, I was a serious snoop when it came to gossip of any kind. My sister had possessed a diary precisely like this one when she was a teen, so I knew exactly how to spring the cheap lock without damaging it. My gaze flicked across the tightly written pages. You couldn't criticize Alex for her writing skills she had excellent penmanship. I found what I was looking for and started reading.

"June 14th - My hand is shaking as I try to write this entry. The plan that Barbara and I hatched last week came off tonight. I gave myself to Rick. It was just as wonderful as I had always imagined it would be to lay with him. He was at times gently, and at times forceful, but always perfect. I've been with a few other men, but none of them made me feel the way he did tonight. The orgasm was fantastic (and so was the one after that, and the one after that!) I was worried that Barbara would be angry even if it were her idea, but she was sweet about the whole thing. Best night ever!"

I smiled to myself. It was funny how Alex could sound like a smitten young girl in her diary instead of a grown woman. I think everything would have been fine if I had just put the book back at that point and never looked at it again. The problem was I was born nosy, and I couldn't help but flip through the months that followed. It was mostly crap about her school and the people she hung out with there, nothing exciting. I was just about to close it and slip the diary back into her bag when I hit the entry that made me freeze in place.

"October 4th - Rick stopped by my office today to see how I was settling into my new job. He has been so kind to me since I started working here. I find it hard to look at him and not think about that night. It turns out he has the same problem. We started talking about it, and before I knew it we were kissing. He is such a good kisser! We both knew it was wrong and we stopped pretty quickly, but I feel like we may have opened Pandora's box. I can't stop thinking about him."

My chest felt like it was constricting and I could barely fill my lungs. The pages of the diary seemed to turn themselves.

"October 11th - It was raining today, and Rick was nice enough to walk me to my car since I forgot my umbrella. I think he wanted to kiss me. I know I wanted him too. There were too many people around though. I dream about him sometimes at night and wake up wet. This is getting bad."

"October 14th - Rick invited me to lunch today. It started casual, just talking about work, but quickly ended up in a discussion about the kissing in my office. We both admitted it shouldn't have happened and we should be professional around each other from now on. When we got back to his car, our hands brushed together. Can you have an orgasm from touching someone's hand? I think I might have done just that!"

"October 27th - Worked late tonight. When I left my office, I saw the light in Ricks was still on. I went to check on him. He was alone with papers strewn all over his desk. He looked up when I walked in and shut the door. Neither one of us spoke he just got up and came across the room and took me. It was the hottest sex I ever had! We did it all over that office in every position we could think of and then more. I lost track of how many times he made me cum. I'm sitting here right now still shaking all over. I'm ready to admit it now. I love him."

The tears filling my eyes were making it hard to read, but I pressed on to the last few entries.

"November 5th - Made love with Rick in a hotel near the office. I feel like I'm floating right now. He gave me a diamond heart pendant, but even better he admitted he is falling in love with me! I feel so happy I think I might burst.

"November 9th - Long talk with Rick tonight. He has such strong feelings for me, but he doesn't want to hurt Barbara. I hate to see him so torn. I know how he feels, I love Barbara too, and it would kill her to know what is happening. I so want to be with Rick. If he wanted more kids, I would get pregnant in a heartbeat! We don't know where to go from here. He can't bring himself to leave Barbara, and he doesn't want to continue to hide our relationship either. I wish I could just explain to Barbara that I can be the wife that Rick needs, the one she can't be anymore."

The sounds of footsteps on the stairs reach my ears, hastily I lock the diary back up and slip it into Alex's bag shortly before she arrives in the kitchen. My eyes are drawn immediately to the pendant she is wearing around her neck. A diamond heart is dangling on a gold chain. I never paid much attention to it before but knowing its origin puts a whole different spin on things. My hands clench, and for a moment I consider grabbing the cheating bitch by the hair and slamming her body into the kitchen counter. Then I think about what Alex said in her last entry, that she could be the wife Rick needs. My condition is only going to get worse.

Do I want Rick taking care of me as some invalid in ten years when I'm barely fifty, and he is even younger?

I know it says that in the wedding vows but in practice its far more difficult than it sounds, and is it fair to ask that of him?

"Is everything o.k., Barbara," asks Alex.

I shook myself from my train of thought, "Yes, just fine, that was the last interview today. Thanks for your help with this and everything that you do for us, you're the best, Alex."

"That is so sweet! Thanks, Barbara, I have to run anyway."

She left by the front door, and I watched her go. Then I sat on the cold tile and cried until it felt as if my heart would break in half.

THE NEEDS OF THE MANY -

Rick looks at me in shock holding the thick stack of papers at arm's length.

"You want a divorce? Jesus, Barbara! What the hell! I had no idea you were unhappy, can't we talk about this? Let's just sit down and discuss it."

"There is nothing to discuss. I've been thinking about this for some time. I could have been a Vice President at my company if you weren't always holding me back. My career is very important to me, and I'm tired of coming in second around here."

"Second? What are you talking about I've always supported your work. You were the one who wanted to cut back on your time there to spend more time with the kids!"

His statement is not untrue, but I've chosen to ignore anything that doesn't fit the narrative I'm trying to create.

"I don't remember it that way. It doesn't matter anyway. What matters is the results of the last five years which have put me behind the competition at work. If I'm going to make it to the executive floor, I have to start focusing more on whats important. I can't afford any distractions."

"Are you saying the kids and I are just a distraction?"

This was turning out to be harder than I ever imagined it would be but I stick to my guns. I'm doing whats best for Rick and the kids. He won't understand that now but in time I hope they come to see it. Rick will have the wife he deserves, and the kids will have a mother that can keep up with them in all the activities they want to do.

"You can have your lawyer look at them, but I think you will find the settlement is more than equitable."

I'm moving toward the door, suitcase in hand, there is a taxi waiting downstairs. This was like ripping off a band-aid, and I wanted it over as quickly as possible.

"Barbara, WAIT!"

I stop in the doorway. Rick's sad tone tears into me, and I feel the tears starting to come to the surface. It takes everything I have to force them back down.