My babysitter

This may be culturally offensive. My parents used to visit her relatives in Canada regularly. Growing up I don't remember my older sister being around much, so I had a lot of babysitters. We lived in one of the houses on my grandparents large farming operation. One memorable sitter was Karen B. A beautiful blond haired, blue eyes 90 pound high school cheerleader with giant breasts. She stayed the weekend while my parents were away. Sometimes her college age boyfriend would mspend the night with her in my bedroom while I slept on a couch. They made a lot of noise. I was curious. She used to cook, do laundry, etc. I was about 12-13ish. One night while we played cards I asked her what her and her boyfriend do. She took the cards and said, "we're going to play a new game". We played stripe poker. She usually won. A few times I got her naked. I finally the nerve to ask if I could give her breasts. She pushed my head to her breasts then down to her crotch. I was in heaven. A few months later she took my hand one Friday night and led me to my bedroom where she took off our clothes and got on my bed doggy style. My first time. We did it many times after that. My Mom got suspicious. One weekend they came home on a Saturday night instead of a Sunday afternoon. My Dad parked his car in the street and my Mom rushed in the front door, opened the door to the large living room, and caught us both naked as Karen was giving me a BJ. My mom was furious. My parents had her parents come over and they had a loud conference with my parents. She never baby-sat me again. Years later when I was in college, I met her in a store and she gave me her phone number, and we went on a date. Her mother was noticably hostile towards me. After dinner we parked on a back road and had sex. I never saw her again.

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