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They saw her when she was walking home one night after babysitting for the Wilsons, their neighbors. Pretty little thing. Just their type.
The next time they had the Wilsons over for dinner, Grace made casual mention of it.
"Oh, that's Hannah, Nicky's babysitter. Such a sweet girl. She's been a really big help around the house and Nicky just loves her. She just graduated and she'll be a freshman at Willowbrook in the fall, the private all girl's college up north. She's trying to earn more money for college; you wouldn't believe how much one semester of tuition costs these days."
The next time the Wilsons needed a babysitter, Grace went over under the pretense of dropping something off. She introduced herself as the Wilsons' neighbor, and hinted that she might have some work. House manager, personal assistant type of work. Lots of hours. She gave the girl her business card.
It didn't take long for Hannah to call. Grace invited the girl over to their home, for the interview.
"The Wilsons have nothing but good things to say about you," Grace said. "Your other references said the same thing."
"Thank you, Mrs. Kendall."
"They mentioned they pay you...$20 an hour? Anywhere from four to six hours a week?" Grace smiled. "Well, my husband and I will need you for much more than that. In fact, we're really looking for a...live-in situation."
"That sounds great, Mrs. Kendall, but I can only do this short term. I'm going to college in the fall."
"I'm sure we can work something out. We wouldn't pay you hourly. Instead, we would pay you $5,000 for a month. Room and board included. How does that sound?"
"That sounds unbelievable, Mrs. Kendall, thank you. I would love to help your family. What would I be doing?"
Two weeks later
"Fuck," Greer groaned. "I love the taste of her pussy."
He sat back on his heels, gazing with satisfaction at the splayed, shuddering body of their live-in toy. Hannah's eyes were glazed over, her lips moving silently over the word please over and over again.
Grace smiled. She pulled Hannah's hair over one shoulder and reached from behind to cup the girl's breasts, which were a very pleasing handful to fondle.
"I knew you'd like her, darling," Grace said. "Now, Hannah, be a dear and make your Daddy feel good...just as nice as he's made you feel."
She reached for Greer's cock, holding it in her small hand, stroking the way he'd taught her, while Grace pressed closer behind her and groped her breasts.
"You like being our very special girl, don't you, Hannah?" Grace whispered. "Having us take such good care of you...making you feel good."
Hannah bit her lip and swallowed. She nodded. Continued giving Greer a hand job, as her mouth pooled with saliva. She waited for him to tell her she could take him into her mouth.
"Now, I know we agreed this would be a short term arrangement. But you've been doing so well with your transition into our home, and we really feel quite strongly that nothing should disrupt that, don't you think? Greer and I talked it over, and we both would prefer that you remain with us, permanently. As our special little girl."
They saw her when she was walking home one night after babysitting for the Wilsons, their neighbors. Pretty little thing. Just their type.
The next time they had the Wilsons over for dinner, Grace made casual mention of it.
"Oh, that's Hannah, Nicky's babysitter. Such a sweet girl. She's been a really big help around the house and Nicky just loves her. She just graduated and she'll be a freshman at Willowbrook in the fall, the private all girl's college up north. She's trying to earn more money for college; you wouldn't believe how much one semester of tuition costs these days."
The next time the Wilsons needed a babysitter, Grace went over under the pretense of dropping something off. She introduced herself as the Wilsons' neighbor, and hinted that she might have some work. House manager, personal assistant type of work. Lots of hours. She gave the girl her business card.
It didn't take long for Hannah to call. Grace invited the girl over to their home, for the interview.
"The Wilsons have nothing but good things to say about you," Grace said. "Your other references said the same thing."
"Thank you, Mrs. Kendall."
"They mentioned they pay you...$20 an hour? Anywhere from four to six hours a week?" Grace smiled. "Well, my husband and I will need you for much more than that. In fact, we're really looking for a...live-in situation."
"That sounds great, Mrs. Kendall, but I can only do this short term. I'm going to college in the fall."
"I'm sure we can work something out. We wouldn't pay you hourly. Instead, we would pay you $5,000 for a month. Room and board included. How does that sound?"
"That sounds unbelievable, Mrs. Kendall, thank you. I would love to help your family. What would I be doing?"
Two weeks later
"Fuck," Greer groaned. "I love the taste of her pussy."
He sat back on his heels, gazing with satisfaction at the splayed, shuddering body of their live-in toy. Hannah's eyes were glazed over, her lips moving silently over the word please over and over again.
Grace smiled. She pulled Hannah's hair over one shoulder and reached from behind to cup the girl's breasts, which were a very pleasing handful to fondle.
"I knew you'd like her, darling," Grace said. "Now, Hannah, be a dear and make your Daddy feel good...just as nice as he's made you feel."
"Yes, Mrs. Kendall...I mean, yes, Mommy," Hannah corrected herself hastily.
She reached for Greer's cock, holding it in her small hand, stroking the way he'd taught her, while Grace pressed closer behind her and groped her breasts.
"You like being our very special girl, don't you, Hannah?" Grace whispered. "Having us take such good care of you...making you feel good."
Hannah bit her lip and swallowed. She nodded. Continued giving Greer a hand job, as her mouth pooled with saliva. She waited for him to tell her she could take him into her mouth.
"Now, I know we agreed this would be a short term arrangement. But you've been doing so well with your transition into our home, and we really feel quite strongly that nothing should disrupt that, don't you think? Greer and I talked it over, and we both would prefer that you remain with us, permanently. As our special little girl."
Part 2 here