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Why on earth would my voluptuous, 18-year-old cousin need to be babysat? Aunt Stacy insisted on it, though, so I was really left with no choice. What possible trouble could Chloe get into?
When I got there, though, it wasn’t just Chloe. Her equally voluptuous friend, Trish, was also there.
Two girls? Alone? With me? After all, I had a girlfriend, I could stay away from their charms…
Or so I thought.
Aunt Stacy chose poorly. She left her innocent, undefiled daughter in my capable hands and when she returned an hour later, her formerly innocent daughter and her best friend had become a slut and had been knocked up.
I was eager for more babysitting jobs with them.
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It was going to be a long, lonely weekend. I had been tasked by mom to watch my Aunt Stacy's 18-year-old daughter, Chloe. Now, don't get me wrong, Chloe was a super nice girl. And we'd probably play our share of Uno and maybe some computer games, but I was going to be away from my girlfriend for longer than I ever had. And that made me a sad panda.
Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Three whole days where I - a horny 19-year-old male - was supposed to go without any kind of physical relief. Sure, I could beat one out myself - and I probably would - but it just wasn't the same. You know?
Add to that Chloe had really filled out since the last time I had seen her. She was no longer the tiny waif I remembered her as. Gulp.
READ MOREWhen I arrived, Stacy kissed me on the cheek, crushed a brand-new, crisp twenty-dollar bill into my palm and thanked me for watching her on such short notice. I didn't ask why my 18-year-old cousin needed a babysitter. I'm not sure I really wanted to know.
Maybe it was just a precaution.
The second Aunt Stacy was out the door, I heard giggling coming from the upstairs bedroom. I smiled at the sound. But what was that? Was there someone else in there?
I set my bags down and silently padded up the stairs and stopped right at the door. I didn't feel entirely comfortable just barging in, so I did the next best thing: I silently pressed my ear to the door and listened.
"Oh my God, Trish! Take a look at this bod!" Chloe giggled again.
Trish? Whose 'bod' were they ogling over? For some reason my trouser snake aroused from its slumber.
"Ooh! You're right! Your cuz is SO cute!" The other girl - Trish - squealed.
Cuz? Why would they be looking at Mike's pic? He wasn't anything to look at.
Then, when I heard the barely audible whisper from Trish's lips, I gasped.
"You're lucky! He's going to be here all weekend."
Were they talking about me? My heart thundered in my chest, but what my cousin said next nearly gave me a heart attack.
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