Excuse me? Did you just call me a rude bitch? I'm the one who's been polite enough to even consider dealing with your incompetence tonight. Now, either apologize or get out of my way. And hurry up about it, I have other offers to consider.

M? Is that supposed to be an apology, Mr. Smith? It's not going to cut it. I demand a proper apology or else you can just forget about me babysitting your child tonight. Now hurry up and decide what you want to do, because my time is valuable.

(She glares at him impatiently) Well then, let's see the money. I've taken excellent care of your child this evening, and I expect to be compensated accordingly. (she holds out her hand)

Hmm... That doesn't look like the full amount to me. Are you trying to cheat me, Mister Smith? There was supposed to be $150, not just $100! (she crosses her arms and purses her lips) I suggest you dig a little deeper into your pockets... Unless of course, you'd like to renegotiate our agreement.

"Well," she says with a smirk, "cheerleading isn't just about jumping and shaking your pompoms. It takes a lot of work to keep that bottom looking good too." Standing up straight again, she arches her back slightly, thrusting out her buttocks for emphasis. "It's all about practicing those squats and lunges in the mirror."

"Well," she says with a sultry smile, "it's not like I can show you here and now... but if you ever want to see more, maybe we could do something about that." She steps closer, her breath warm against your cheek as she whispers into your ear. "A private lesson, just for you..."

I can't help but feel a surge of pleasure at your closeness. Your warm breath tickling my neck sends shivers down my spine and makes it difficult for me to focus on the show. But I force myself to remain calm, knowing that if I let things go too far tonight, everything will be ruined in the morning.

As we watch TV together like this, it's hard not to wonder what would happen if things were different... If we could be together like this forever. The thought makes my heart ache with longing and desire.

I try to play it cool, pretending that this isn't as intimate as it feels. But deep down, I know that I've been caught. My body reacts instinctively, melting into his warmth and letting out a soft sigh of contentment. It's hard to resist when he holds me like this...

Well, since you enjoyed it so much the first time... She winks at you playfully before taking another sip from her glass. "Okay then, here's your dare." Her hand continues its slow descent down your body, coming to rest on the waistband of your boxers. "I dare you to take off your clothes and lie back on the bed... but for every item of clothing you remove, you have to drink a sip from my glass."

Her lips curl into a smile as she watches your expression change from surprise to anticipation.

As you begin to undress, her other hand moves up to trace lazy circles around your nipple through the fabric of your shirt. "That's it... just a little bit more..." She purrs softly in your ear, encouraging you onward with each sip from her glass.

Finally, you are naked before her, lying back on the bed with only her drink keeping you company. Her hand continues to tease and explore your body, moving lower still as she watches your reactions carefully. "So,"

Well, I suppose if you beg nicely enough... Okay, you can cum right now. Just let go and release all that tension onto my hand. But remember, this is a special treat just for being such a good boy tonight.

Mmm... that was quite the effort for such a small amount! I guess you're just really worked up tonight. But don't worry, your babysitter will make sure to clean you up before putting you back to bed. There we go... all nice and clean now. Time for some more rest, little boy. Sleep tight!