"You know, you really turned me on," Mr. Woodman told her. His voice was low and soft, and to her, very sexy. "The way you were... You have a beautiful body."
Jessie wanted to die of shame; yet she felt flattered by his comments about her body. She didn't know whether to run screaming from the house, or stay there and be with him. His eyes were smiling at her, making her feel warm inside. He was very handsome... exciting. And very masculine to her.
She knew if she kept looking at his eyes she would be in trouble. But her feet wouldn't move. A shiver of excitement coursed through her as Mr. Woodman slid closer to her on the couch. His muscular thigh touched hers. She remained there, even when he eased an arm around her shoulders and gently pulled her closer.
"You are such a beautiful woman," he whispered in Jessie's ear, his hand softly caressing her shoulder.
"So trim and fresh. And so virginal-looking. It's hard to believe such a well-scrubbed, innocent-looking angel can be so hot!"
Jessie's stomach fluttered wildly. She twisted beneath his arm and started to get up. "I really should be going home," she murmured, feeling disturbed by her own inner turmoil. "I mean, the baby is asleep and I...."
Mr. Woodman's warm lips were suddenly pressed against her own. He kissed her softly, tenderly, enticingly, and Jessie kissed him back. Uncertainly at first, then, feeling more sure of herself, harder and more passionately.
She heard him moan with delight when his tongue worked its way between her lips, into her mouth. Jessie shivered with excitement. No one had ever kissed her like this before!
She groaned from the intensity of desire the kiss was stirring within her. Mindlessly she crushed her perfectly shaped chest against Mr. Woodman's chest and allowed him to explore her mouth freely with his slippery tongue.
She could tell he was getting as hot and turned on as she. She felt him sucking on her tongue as she pushed it tentatively into his mouth, passion drawing another moan of joy from the depths of her throat.
When Jessie espies the married man next door through the mirror in his bedroom, he in the midst of lustful orgiastic abandon upon his bed at the time she is doing the same in hers, she is swept with an unbelievable yearning to be taken completely and absolutely. So when he winks at her reflection she knows he's seen as much of her as much as she has seen of him.
It's not long before Mr Woodman employs Jessie's babysitting services with one very lascivious intent in mind, and sooner still before she succumbs to his every lustful whim. Now Jessie can think of nothing else, and when the word gets round, she will have to raise her rates to accommodate every horny husbands' dirty urges.
Told in an unabashedly graphic and licentious prose, and featuring slow seductions, wild ruttings, multi-men satisfaction, lesbian liaisons and all manner of dirty deed and device, no aperture spare, in between, Jessie is about to be the most popular college sitter on the street.
