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A Summer Of Secrets – Part I – Anna

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A Summer Of Secrets – Part I – Anna~This story was first published in Dutch on my page. I’ve decided to translate into English. Please let me know if you enjoy the story. In that case I will write a next part 🙂 ~Can you keep a secret?I really feel like I need to talk to someone right now. I just don’t know what to do anymore! I’ve been so stupid. So very, very stupid!!I will show you something. But you HAVE to promise me that you won’t share it with anyone else, OK? Can you promise me you won’t? Promise me that you honestly won’t show it to anyone else? That it will be our secret?Ok, here goes……..Or, ….wait.Maybe I should first tell you how this whole mess came about. What has happened exactly to put me in this situation.So, I am Anna and I’m a babysitter, or rather a dog sitter. I look after Boris, a quiet and really sweet dog. But left by himself he’s known to wreck the house. Boris’ owner is Mr. de Wit, who is my mom’s boss and who let’s me call him Dave. He and his wife split up a few months back. It was a bad divorce and apparently his wife got the k**s and he got the dog. And that’s a bit of a problem, cause Dave works a lot and the dog can’t be by himself. So that’s where my mom stepped in.My mommy dearest offered for me to look after Boris as a summer job. She thought it would be good for me. That it would teach me to earn my own money and make me more independent yadda yadda yadda! Well great, mom. Thanks a lot! And bye bye lazy summer holidays. It felt as if I had been robbed of weeks of doing nothing much, just because I had to look after that stupid dog! Of coure my friends would all hang out at the beach and at the pool. And me? I’d be stuck in Dave’s stupid appartment. With his stupid dog. I don’t even like dogs that much!I could have really strangled my mom!!So that first day I started the job I was so bummed out! First of all it was quite a drive all the way to the opposite part of town to get to the appartment, I really had to get up early to get there in time. Secondly, those long walks in the park that everyone always gushes about? Yeah, … not really my thing to be honest.However, all my reluctance of having this job changed rather fast after I discovered something in Dave’s appartment. In his bedroom to be more precise..Ok well, I’ll be honest with you. I am just a very nosy person. Always have been, always will be. And I was bored to death, being stuck with the dog! After a day or two of walking the dog on regular times and watching many reruns of Friends and Teenage Mom, I just got bored out of my mind. I started to exploring the appartment. At first I didn’t really find anything special. Shelves full of bahis firmaları (non) interesting books, a good stock of liquor (that could come of use one day) and a drawer with his financial details (whew, quite the bank account!)…Then I found myself standing in front of his bedroom door. Should I…. ?Of course I knew that I shouldn’t. That is was very, very impolite to just enter a private place like someone’s bedroom. But you know, I was soooo bored. And anyway, who would tell?! Boris?? Ha, no, I didn’t think so. So what was holding me back?So I just did it. I pushed the door open and I snooped around a little. Sat on his bed. Had a look under his bed. Nothing. I rummaged a little bit through his bedstand drawers. Some sleeping pills, ear plugs, a stack of sports magazines.I got off the bed and opened his enormous wardrobe with three large doors running from floor to ceiling. The first door had rows of suits and crisp shirts neatly hanging, ready to be used. The second door had some shelves with stacks of leisure wear. When I opened the third door, ready for more boredom, it took a few seconds before I processed what I was looking at. Then I could hear myself gasp out loud.It was a …. well, it sorta looked like…. hmm, yes well actually it was some sort of sex closet. It had rows and rows of porn DVDs, it must have been hundreds of them. Two medium large black leather boxes with lids on them, both of them filled up completely with sex toys. And a large basket that contained all sorts of sexy costumes.My heart was pounding from excitement! This was bad…. this was só off limits!! I was not supposed to see this!I closed all doors. I had a quick look around to see if everything was still in the state I found it. My hand smoothing out the bed covers just to be sure.I quickly found my way back to the living room. Don’t think of it anymore! Don’t think of it! Don’t think of it! It was like a mantra in my mind.I looked at the clock and was actually happy to see that it was time to walk Boris again. I was grateful for the distraction.DO-NOT-THINK-OF-IT-AGAIN!!!For two days the mantra echoed in my mind. Two long days full of DO-NOT-THINK-OF-IT-AGAIN! Two long days where, ironically, I could think of little else. Two days of images of the closet kept haunting me. The DVD’s, the toys… the curiosity…. my heart pounding in my chest… feeling slightly light headed…. my nipples constantly hard and sending small electric shocks trough my body…. the dull, but delicious pulsing between my thighs…. It felt as if I had been caught in a vicious circle of horniness where I tried so hard to distract myself, but my body would keep reminding kaçak iddaa me.Two long days, knowing that ‘secret sex trove’ was within reach, just at the end of the hall way in the bedroom. Right there, waiting for me. But knowing in my mind that I could really not dig through Dave’s (my mom’s boss for gods sake!) private stuff again.Two Long Days….. and then my curiosity got the best of me…..Well hold on now. I don’t want you to think that I was totally inexperienced. I’m not a prude if that’s what you’re thinking!! Of course I’ve had a few boyfriends. And yes, I totally had sex before! And I’ve given a blowjob or two. So just don’t think I know nothing of sex, OK?But, you know, that collections of DVD’s had some scenes that I never ever had seen before. Things that I had never even heard of, you know. Things I didn’t know that even existed.I mean, things like young girls with kinda old guys. Does that really happen?!!And couples doing it outside, like at the country side or next to a lake or something.And girls having sex with…. girls!! And they would lick each others pussies. With their mouths. And their tongues.And women getting fucked in their…. uhm.. their ass (that would be weird, right?… although they looked like they enjoyed it).And girls having sex with more than one guy at a time. One cock in their pussy, one in their ass and one in their mouth! With a look in their eyes as if they were in absolute pleasure heaven.And girls tied up. With their legs pulled up and open. With no chance of escaping. That would be so scary!! But the confusing part was that I could feel my pussy throb whenever I thought of all those images racing through my mind.So, do you get it now? Do you understand why I was unable to think of anything else? Why, every time I closed my eyes, I would see these images and they just would not leave me alone.Ohh … and those toys! Sure, I already knew what a vibrator was. I’m not stupid or anything!But I had never used one myself. And I was soooo curious about how it would feel. In my pussy…. on my clit… surely it had to feel devine!Anyway, to make a long story short, once I had given myself permission to enter the Secret Sex Treasure Trove I actually started loving my dog sitting job. And I didn’t mind my friends having fun at the beach.Cause I was having fun as well! At Dave’s soft and comfortable couch. With the hottest porn videos I had ever seen! And a delightfully buzzing vibrator burried deep inside my wet pussy (and yes, it felt even better than I had ever imagined!). Or one vibrating against my clit. Or the both combined!!Panting…. moaning…. squirming…. trembling…. bucking…. rubbing kaçak bahis my swollen bits against whatever I could find….. cumming…. cumming hard… cumming again…. and again…. and just one more time… and…. Oh and in between of course I had to take out Boris for quick walks ;-)And the next day I would do it all over again.The summer vacation flew by and every now and then it made me grin thinking that I had learned more during those few weeks than I had done during the entire school year!Soon enough summer was over and school had started again (senior year for me!) and my job ended. Dave was going looking into other solutions for Boris. And that was the end of a very special summer for me. Or so you’d think…Well, think again because something awful has happened!This week I had my birthday. I had a huge party with music and dansing. All my friends were there and we all lhad a really good time. It wasn’t until I was in bed that I had noticed an email from Dave. Wait, I’ll read it to you…Dear Anna,Congratulations with your birthday. I hope you had a wonderful day!Thank you once again for looking after Boris this summer. I am happy you were able to help me out.However, I must say that I am quite disappointed in you. Please watch the attached movies and you will understand. And know that I have many, many more.Anna, your behaviour is way out of line! I feel I have no choice but talk to your parents about this.Unless you would rather have me find you an appropriate punishment (- because Anna, your behaviour really DOES need a punishment). In that case I will see you this Friday at my place at 8PM.Best,Dave de WitFor minutes it felt like I couldn’t breathe. I hardly had the nerve to open the attached video clips, because I had a pretty good feeling about what I was about to see. And Dave was going to talk about that to my parents? And possibly show them the videos? NO WAY!!! I’d rather die!But facing Dave after he found out that…. no, after he had SEEN with his own eyes what I had been up to at his place all summer long? That didn’t sound very appealing either…. What a dilemma!So… now you know my story. And it is Friday night 8.05PM and I’ve been standing in front of Dave’s front door, not finding the nerve to ring the door bell. I’ve been close to doing it a few times but chickened out. My hands are shaking and my palms are sweaty.Ohhh I’ve been só stupid! Why did I have to snoop around the house? Why couldn’t I just have left his wardrobe alone?!What should I do? Shall I ring the door? Or shall I just go home and hope this just goes away?Maybe you would watch the videos and tell me what you think? And what I should do?But please, please…. promise me you won’t show them to anyone? OK?!!XOXOAnnahttps://nl.xhamster.com/videos/babysitter-caught-masterbating-453463https://nl.xhamster.com/videos/the-babysitter-caught-hidden-camera-7809884

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