Babysitter Blues

Alexis settled onto the couch once the house grew quiet. She sent a quick text to her boyfriend. He showed up at the back door within minutes and followed her down the hall to the guest bedroom. She shut the door behind them. Clothes came off fast. She knelt on the carpet and took him in her mouth, cheeks hollowing, her brown hair brushing his thighs. He watched her lips stretch around him, her tongue working the underside with steady strokes. When he was ready, she leaned back and stroked him until he came across her face in thick, warm ropes. The load settled on her cheek, chin and lips. She wiped a thumb through it, smiling, her skin still flushed.