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time to witness the beginning of my defilement of another teenage babysitter. I knew he had no idea what had happened on the soccer field today, but I knew he didn't care.
    His cock jutted out against his pants, a rigid line pressing to be freed. There was no doubt he wanted her. He wanted both of us. And I intended for him to have everything he wanted. I grinned at him as I trailed my hand over Emily’s wet mound. Her legs were spread wide and he could see it all, every glistening, cream-covered inch.
    Then Emily gasped, and sat up with a start. “Oh my God, I forgot about your husband! Did you...” She pulled away from me, yanking up the bedspread corner in an effort to cover up her nubile, nearly-nude body. Her hair was tousled and her cheeks were an adorable pink. “Did you tell him?”
    “Ssshh, it’s okay. Look at him. He doesn’t mind. In fact...he looks very turned on.” I gave her a knowing look, and let her follow my gaze to my husband’s crotch.
    Emily’s mouth dropped open. “I...I...”
    “That,” Kevin said as he moved to the bed and set the bag from the store on the floor, “was the most beautiful, erotic thing I have ever seen in my life.”
    “I’m so embarrassed.” Emily hid her face in her hands.
    “Why?” I asked. “Why be embarrassed for being recognized as the beautiful, sexy girl that you are? You have two people here who are practically drooling over you. Two sexy adults . How many girls do you know who have people fawning all over them? I told you, Emily. You’re beautiful.” I pulled her hands gently away from her face. “It’s about time you realized it.”
    Leaning in, I kissed her softly on the lips. She resisted at first, just as she had before, tense and shaking. But then, she yielded as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. Within moments, she was kissing me back again, caressing my face and leaning back on the bed.
    I pulled away. “Emily, did you enjoy what we did?”
    She nodded, biting her lip and letting her eyes rove my body.
    “Would you consider letting Kevin join us, like I said before? He’s far more talented in bed than I am, and I’m pretty darn good. We can make you feel amazing, and you can learn how to make someone else feel the same way.”
    She cast a glance at Kevin as he sat on the corner of the bed. “I can start out by just rubbing your feet,” he said. “Marissa loves that. It’s very relaxing.”
    She couldn’t object to that. “Okay.” She laid back as Kevin pulled off her remaining sandal. The other one had fallen off while she was in the throes of ecstasy. He trailed his fingers lightly over the soles of her feet, and within a minute or two, she was like jelly in my arms. Her eyes were closed, and her face wore an expression of angelic contentment. I knew from experience that Kevin had an incredibly soft, arousing touch when he wanted to. One sensual foot rub from him, and any woman would spread her legs and let him do whatever he wanted.
    While Kevin enjoying rubbing his hands over her feet and legs, I trailed my hands up and down her chest, over her belly, and let them edge closer and closer with each pass toward her breasts. I looked up at Kevin and he gave me a signal, his eyes dropping to her pussy. I nodded, understanding his meaning.
    Slowly he moved up her legs, a fraction of an inch at a time, while I circled her breasts. We drew it out, taking an excruciating amount of time to home in on our targets. By the time his hand was brushing her mound—still covered by her shorts—I had reached her peaked nipples. Her breathing hitched and her hips shifted, and before long, I was stroking over the pebbled nub of her pink nipple, while Kevin was laying alongside her, his fingers lightly tracing circles over her mound.
    I pinched and rolled her nipple, and her lips parted as her breathing grew rapid. I doubt she even realized her legs had opened slightly, giving Kevin better access, so he could slip a finger beneath her shorts.
    He was