Bedding The Babysitter: Ep1
Summary: A lesbian neighbor uses the inteto seduce her innocent 18 year old babysitter.
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My nis Megan. | am a 35-year-old single woman with a two-year-old son.
My neighbor Jenny had always been my perfect sitter. She attended a private school and almost always could be
found wearing its uniform plaid skirt, crisp white blouse and knee-high nylons. (I found it interesting that she
wore knee-high nylons and not white socks like most girls.) She always wore her dark brown hair in pigtails or a
single braid, and her glasses made her look like a nerd or a geek, whichever term you prefer. Jenny was a senior
in high school and had turned 18 a couple months ago, which is when I first began noticing she was frequently
checking out my long legs and large breasts. Her constant glances hadwondering if she could be a lesbian,
or at least curious, and | decided to find out. Now | should note | am a computer technician by trade, so a
seduction plan practically fell into my lap. Jenny had mentioned after babysitting one evening that her computer
was running slow and asked if | could look at it for her; | told her | would, but she would need to do without it for
a few days.
A couple days later after doing sroutine computer maintenance, | had her computer zipping along as fast as
when it was new. Curious about what she did online, | checked her search history and learned she loved a site
called Literotica, an erotica story site. Drilling down into her history, | could tell that she read mostly lesbian
porn, and her selections mostly followed the format of young being seduced by older, with young being
submissive. My suspicions were right: she was at the very least curious about being with a woman but was
probably way too shy ever to do anything about it. Since | am a dominant personality, dozens of naughty ideas
began bouncing around my head. | installed a tracking(which | fondly called my 'Snoop') that would send
| called Jenny to tell her | had fixed her computer. Atypically she cover dressed in a cute flower sundress. |
asked her a couple of questions, but first | complimented her.
"Jenny, you look absolutely adorable," | complimented, placing a hand on her bare shoulder.
"Thanks," she whispered timidly, not used to being admired. Although she was very pretty, she didn't seem to
know it. Her fashion sense, or lack thereof, plus her self-confidence, or lack thereof, were hiding her true natural
beauty. "Do you have a boyfriend?" | asked, moving my hand away. A successful seduction requires reading the
prey and deciding whether to go fast or slow, and | decided hers would definitely not be a wham-bam-thank-you-
ma'am seduction. "No," she said, unable to lookin the eye.
"Really!" | said, acting surprised. "You're such a beautiful young woman, Jenny. | can't believe the boys aren't
lining up to date you."
"I've never even had a date," she admitted.
| can't believe that," | objected, "you're way too pretty not to have had three or four boyfriends already."
"Well, I'm not sure | even want to date."
"Well, they can be exhausting," | joked.
She giggled, "That's what | hear."
"So even though you're gorgeous, you've never had a boyfriend. How about a girlfriend?" | asked, opening the
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Jenny's face went flaming red: she was either not used to receiving such compliments or, as | was hoping, was
embarrassed because of her secret attraction to women. She stammered, "W-w-what? N-n-no, I..."
"I was just kidding, Jenny," | reassured her, my hand again going to her arm fleetingly. "Although there's nothing
wrong with liking girls." After a long pause | added, again building on the complex web of seduction | was
creating, "I certainly do."
"You do what?" Jenny asked, her eyes suddenly big.
"I only date women now," | admitted, then adding, "after that asshole of an ex-husband left Max and|
decided to swing the other way, and it's been a very satisfying decision."
"Y-y-you are a lesbian?" Jenny stammered, clearly flummoxed by this startling piece of information.
"You didn't know?" | asked.
"N-n-no," she said, her face the darkest red possible.
"I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable," | said.
"No, no, it's fine," she replied, "I just found it surprising, is all."
"I find," | said, hoping to enhance her curiosity, "that only women can understand what women need." After
another pause | joked, as | handed her computer to her, "Well, that's probably in the way-too-much-information-
for-you category. Here's your computer; it's now working as well as the day you bought it."
"Thank you," she said, her mind clearly elsewhere. "What do | owe you?" "How about free babysitting one day
soon?" | asked.
"Sure, any time, Ms. Cameron," she said.
Once she was gone, | smiled at our conversation and at the potential.
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During the next three days my snooptaughta lot about her. She always went first to a music website
and loaded stunes to play in the background as she surfed. Next, she frequently checked her email and
switched on her MSN chat program. She then would frequently go to a teen advice site, read all the new
questions and often offer pertinent advice or just make sympathetic comments. After that it varied: looking up
author sites, doing research for school, etc. But she always ended her evening by going to www.literoticaand
reading lesbian sex stories. She would begin with the newest stories and then search through the overall
collection of lesbian stories. Sometimes she just clicked on titles that caught her eye, other times she would use
the search engine, filtering by tags such as: submission, submissive, obey, schoolgirl, etc. Sof the titles she
had read included: "Suburban Submission", "Cynthia's Submission", "The Professor's New Toy", "Bashful Betty"
and most interesting, "Seducing the Babysitter". It becclear tothat whether she knew it or not, she was
a submissive looking for someone to take charge of her. | decided to message her about sinput she had
given on the question of releasing stress. The question was, "How do you release stress?" She had responded,
"All girls are different. And although | can comfortably advise on almost any academic topic, | have never been
able to release my own stress."
I sent her an email that stated:
Hi, | beg your pardon for emailing you personally, behind the scenes as it were. But after reading your response
about stress, | thought | could best respond to you in private. | have much experience in helping people to
release/relieve their stress and perhaps | may be of service to you. | should advise you up front that my
treatment methods are very unorthodox and you must be completely honest withif you wish to obtain any
lasting release. Love Megan. 15 minutes later, Jenny replied:
Thanks Megan, for the email, | really appreciate it. | am very curious to learn more about your methods. What do
| do next? Love Jenny.
My next email tried to dig deeper and begin building her trust:
What kinds of things stress you out?
Her response didn't appear for almost an hour:
Lots of things. | guess the usual high school things: being popular, getting good grades, scholarship writing and
relationships, | guess.
Trying to dig deeper, | asked a question while reassuring her she was not unlike most teenagers:
Those are very common teenage stresses. Does one of them cause you particular stress?
It was only seconds before she responded:
It is just hard to be yourself in high school, | guess.
Having begun an initial relationship with her, | tried to set her up for my plan:
"If you wish | can help you, but | need to know more about you. About what makes you tick."
Her response was immediate, and clearly she was waiting at her email:
"What do you need to know?"
| replied with a warning, setting up my web of seduction, hoping she would take the bait:
I will send you a questionnaire, but be warned that | ask spotentially uncomfortable questions. Only if you
respond with complete honesty will | be able to assist you with more than superficial advice like you can find on
that teen site. As | expected, she replied almost immediately:
Please sendthe survey and | promise to answer it honestly.
| told her | would send the questionnaire soon, and since | was winging it, | spent an hour composing the
pertinent questions. A seduction is a temperamental thing, and | could either coax her in or scare her off. Finally
happy with my questions, | wrote her:
"Dear sweet Jenny, if you are seriously interested, you must answer the following questions. You must be
completely honest for my treatment to be effective. If | learn you have lied to me, | will halt your treatment
instantly." After double-checking my questions, | sent her the email. She responded in minutes.
Name: Jenny
Age: 18
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Favorite Movie: A Walk to Remember
Favorite Band: Tegan & Sara
Three passions: Reading, writing, movies
Your biggest stress: Getting into Harvard.
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How often you masturbate: At least once a day, it too releases stress
When you last masturbated: Last night.
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Describe your sex life: My fingers, | am a virgin.
Describe your ideal boy and/or girl: A woman who is older, assertive, understanding.
What you are wearing right now: | am in a pair of pink pajamas.
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