............................................I was jerking off fantasing about all this on the downstairs couch.... including 'the babysitter'....'Hone..., I couldn't get our regular sitter tonight, I got the Bradley boy down the street over a block... he is 18 and seems very responsible and has babysat before, will you take him home later tonight?' Joy hollered down to me while I waited for her to finish dressing. Just then the doorbell rang... it was Jason, the babysitter. Our boys were 10 and. I agreed and we followed the same routine that we usually do. After we finished our mid-afternoon snack, we went into his room and started our homework.Joey’s mom was the only other person who lived in his house. She worked late at night because she was single and needed to make enough money for her and Joey.I was nervous because I was going to do something that I had never done before or even thought about doing before this day. I purposely brought a change of clothes to his house that would. I told her the tight white pants she was wearing made her ass look amazing. Anthony chimes in and said he totally agreed. I was rubbing on her leg and working my hand on her thigh. I was curious if she was wearing panties, so I asked. She told me that I could find out later. Still playing, I reached up to her zipper and said “I want to know now”. Anthony looked over and said we were crazy. We were tucked away in a dark corner of the bar in a booth. It was practically private. She fought a. I lost the right to call my self that ages ago, after I met my boss, and if you think I am a bad guy, just imagine how bad he is. He runs the show and I do the work, but hey, at least I like my job. I worked my way up with the Boss, a few years of grunt work here and a few years of… oh, whats the mundane word for this part, I guess “managing” will do... managing one of the side operations there, this all made me very well off. My position within... well, lets just call it, “The Company”.