BABYSITTING LITTLE LISA

Part 5

Day Care Tribulations

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We watched several more "Little Sis" video clips. There was one where she's sitting on the floor naked playing with a toy. She stops playing and puts her fist against her snatch and begins rocking back and forth masturbating.� The camera zooms in to show her knuckles clearly within her demure lips.� She never looks at the camera until she's finished, then she looks up, gives the biggest smile and then resumes playing with the toy.

Another was a bit more graphic.� She climbs naked into the lap of a naked man.� His face isn't shown, but� I presumed him to be Mike, except he looked to be stockier than Mike.� She sits with her legs straddling his legs, giving a clear shot at her smooth hairless baby pussy.� The man, begins to stroke her bare legs and soon is rubbing her pussy, then penetrating her and fingering her.� Before the molestation began in earnest, she was obviously very happy and alert.� As her pussy is played with, she takes on an increasingly faraway look until she looks like she's been drugged.� The fingering stops and for a moment the camera focuses on her expression.� Suddenly, as if she'd been hypnotized and the hypnotist snaps his fingers, she comes out of it beaming.� She looks up over her shoulder and says, "Do it again, Daddy.� Do it again."� Once again the man's hand goes to her crotch, his middle finger sliding into her now swollen gash and disappearing to the second knuckle; the camera fades out.

Another featured her older "brother," Bubby.� "Little Sis" is again playing with her dolls on the floor naked.� Bubby comes in also stark naked.����

"I had to clean up your mess, Sis," he says, "so Daddy won't be mad and spank you."

"Kay."

"You owe me."

"Kay."� She puts aside her doll and rises to her knees while he steps up to her.� She grips his slender pecker and takes it in her mouth.� Again the camera moves around to view the two kids from different angles and zooms in and out to capture the blowjob.� Lisa who has been cuddling with me the whole time, lifts up and kisses me, blocking my view.� Not that I minded her sticking her tongue into my mouth while I massaged her bare buns.� Besides, as far as blowjobs go, the videotaped one wasn't a very interesting one, except for the ages involved.� Besides I figured I was about to get a live one from the little angel any moment now.

"We'll save the rest of it for later," Mike said stopping the DVD.

"Lisa, tell Granpa goodnight.� You have to go to school tomorrow," her mother said.�

Lisa broke her not-so-childish kiss, turned to her mom and replied, "Kay."

She turned to me and cheerfully said, "'Night, Granpa!" Hopping off my lap, she dashed into the back of the house.�� Damn!

With Lisa out of the way, Staci moved in on me.� She kissed me much like Lisa had been doing, but then began kissing me lower and lower and lower.� Just as she was about to get to my dick, Mike pipes in and says, "Let's take this to bed." Damn!

Sleeping with the Higgmans was a new experience for me.� First of all, I'd never gone to bed with a man and his wife before. There was plenty of room in their king size bed, but someone had beat us to it; Lisa.� They made no attempt to get the child to go to her own room, nor did they make any attempt to shield her from what was to take place on that bed.� Actually, what took place was pretty straightforward.� Staci sucked me for a little while and then we fucked.�

Meanwhile Mike had his video camera going.� I wasn't quite used to that yet, but what was really uncomfortable for me was Lisa in bed with us and watching everything we did. Well, if her parents were alright with it...

I lasted a good long while, changing positions frequently... missionary, cowboy, doggie, spooning, scissors, reverse cowboy.�� The woman wore me out.� By the time I had cum and we were finished, Lisa was out cold.� I suppose she'd seen quite a lot of that sort of thing by then.� It was just what her parents did.� I was pretty wasted by then too, rolled over and went to sleep myself.

I was surprisingly refreshed when I woke up the next morning when the alarm clock went off.� Lisa was snuggled up in the crook of my arm, her face buried in my hairy armpit.� Mike and Staci rolled out of bed and hit the shower.� I extracted myself from Lisa, plodded into the living room and finding my shorts, slipped them on.� I was about to leave when Mike came out still drying his hair with his towel.

"Don't leave yet.� We need your help," he said.

"You want me to watch Lisa today?"

"No, no, no.� She's going to day care, so you get a break.� But what we need is, uh, for you to go with Staci and drop her off.� That way you'll know where the place is so you can take her and pick her up some days."

"You want me to take and pick up Lisa from daycare?"

"Or you can keep her with you all day.� But we figure you could use a break from that all day every day."

"Oh, okay."

"You will take her and pick her up when we need you to, won't you?"

"Uh, yeah, sure."� I really didn't have anything better to do, but spending all day with Lisa was exhausting.

"Well, then come and get some coffee.� Staci and Lisa will be ready to go shortly."

So I went and had a cup of black coffee and waited around.� Finally Staci makes her appearance in the kitchen with Lisa. By that time I was working on my second cup.� Staci really was a looker, especially since she hadn't gotten dressed yet and was still nude, as was Lisa.

Ogling the young mother I stammered, "Uh, Mike says you want me to go with you to drop off Lisa at day care."

"Oh, would you, Daddy?� That'd be so much help." She really had this Daddy thing in her head. I briefly wondered what she might think if I just bent her over the kitchen table and...

"Would you like some cereal?" she asked interrupting my train of thought which had been focused on her fine naked backside.

"Uh, no thanks.� I never eat that stuff.

"I'm just going to pop over to my house and get a shirt and some shoes," I stated, my eyes following the shapely naked woman as she went to the fridge to get the milk.� It was still hard for me to believe that I was now having a carnal relationship with her and with her husband's blessings.

"Oh, don't bother," she replied.� "I'll just get you something of Mike's."

"It will only take me a minute..."

"No.� I know it doesn't look like we're ready to go, but I promise I won't be but just a minute.� I'm already running late."

I shrugged and said, "Okay."

I should have known better.� Whereas Staci was nothing like my late wife, she was at the same time just like her.� Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes passed and I was still drinking coffee in just my cargo shorts.� Hell, I could have gone home, shit, showered, shaved and still had time to scarf down a boiled egg or two, but here I was waiting for a woman to get her act together.�

Mike came in dressed for work.� "Staci said you needed a shirt and shoes.� Hope these will do.� See ya, I gotta run, Bill."

Now I'm a bigger guy than Mike.� Not taller, but bigger in the chest and the waist.� I examined the wife-beater shirt he'd handed to me and slipped it on.� It was a tight fit.� So tight that my nipples clearly poked out. Not only that, but chest hair was sprouting from the neck and arm holes. The "shoes" he gave me were cheap flip-flops and at least a size too small.� I slipped into the half-bath adjacent to the kitchen and had a look.� Not a pretty sight!� Besides being dressed like some backwoods hick, I had a day old beard and my hair was unruly, completing the look.

"Daddy, are you ready?" Staci called out.

"Yeah, I guess," I replied.

I carried Lisa out to the car and put her in her car seat, fumbling around with damned straps for a minute or so before I had her secure.� She was dressed in purple shorts and a lavender Hello Kitty t-shirt, along with white sandals, but I wondered how long that would last.

It had been raining off and on that morning and it was starting to rain again. "Come on, Daddy, get in.� You're going to get wet and we've got to go."

"I'm coming.� I'm coming."

I barely had my own seat belt on and we were backing out of the driveway. On our way, I asked, "So where is this place?"

"Just outside of town," she replied.� "It's over here," she said gesturing forward, "but my work is back there," she said gesturing with her thumb towards the back.� "I'll practically have to go past the house after I drop Lisa to get to work."

We lived fairly close to the edge of town, so I figured a ten minute ride there, ten minutes back to the house and another ten minutes for her to get to her job.� Thirty minutes, that wasn't too bad.� Turns out it was nearly twenty minutes to the day care, as it was well out of town and in the next county.� That made it closer to an hour each way, every day.� No wonder they wanted me to take Lisa and pick her up.

I followed Staci into the new day care faculty carrying Lisa, who was visibly agitated.� New is a misnomer, as this place was so run down and smelly it made my flesh crawl. Staci went to the front desk and engaged the rather gruff looking older woman sitting behind the desk.� I tried to keep Lisa occupied while her mom took care of business.� In the background you could hear several kids screaming or crying.

"I don't wanna go here," Lisa whined softly hugging me tightly around the neck. "I wanna stay with you, Granpa..."� I couldn't blame her, I wouldn't want to stay there either.�

After Staci paid the fees and signed Lisa in, we followed the gruff old lady into a room crowded with little kids.� I handed Lisa off to one of the workers with Lisa now in full blown cry-mode.� Staci and I then beat a hasty retreat.� We went back to the front desk where Staci identified me as someone whom the day care could release her to.� The woman regarded me contemptuously. Unshaven and dressed as I was, I must admit I looked like a bum.� Ignoring her disapproving looks, I gave her my phone number as another emergency number.� With that done, Staci and I headed out.

"Oh, I do hope we've made the right decision," Staci said on the way back to my house.

"She didn't seem very happy about it," I unhelpfully added.

"Once she settles in and makes some friends, she'll be fine," Staci rationalized.

'The place is a dump,' I thought to myself.� 'God, I need a bath!'�� "So where did you find that place?"

"It's been on the bottom of our list for quite some time," Staci admitted.�

"So, if you had that place on your list, why have me babysit her for three weeks?"

"We like you.� And Lisa adores you.� You know, you really do remind me of my dear pervert daddy.� And you seemed to like Lisa... a lot, and we figured that if you baby sat for her for a few days, you'd... you know..."

"You thought that I'd molest her."

"You said that, I didn't.� But yes, and you, ah... you played with her, didn't you, you bad, bad man!"� She laughed.� "And� now you can't keep your hands off her, can you?� Or," she giggled, "your mouth... or keep her mouth off you!

"My daddy was like that with my sister and me.� Couldn't keep his hands off.� Nor could he keep his dick out of us, not that we ever wanted him not to.� Lisa's just like me, and I'm fine with that.� And you, you handsome devil, are just like my daddy, Daddy.� So Mike and I thought... perfect! And best of all you live alone next door!"

Having confirmed for me that she and Mike had played me, she started her car and drove away.� We chatted on the way back in, with me asking questions about her real daddy.� Boy, did I get an earful! And a few kinky ideas!

After Staci dropped me off at my house, I made it around back to the back door which I never locked.� I was almost starving by that time, so my first order of business was to fix me some scrambled eggs and toast, along with a glass of orange juice.

After stripping off the too tight wife-beater shirt and discarding the ill fitting flip-flops, I took stock of my upcoming day as I ate my breakfast.� I needed to shower and shave, but decided I would hold off on that until I went to the gym for a workout.� Then, before leaving for the gym, I threw my dirty towels into the washer, along with a few shirts and shorts, and started a load of wash.�

What can you say about going to the gym and working out other than you did it?� Back home and clean from my post-workout shower, I shaved.� Then remembering the towels, I moved them from the washer to the dryer.� My "must do's" for the day complete, I found a book I had started the week before.�

I'd no sooner settled in when my cell phone rang.� I didn't recognize the number and dismissed it as a junk call from some pesky telemarketer.� I let it ring until it stopped.� Then a moment later to my surprise, the call went to voicemail.� Telemarketers usually didn't bother leaving a message, unless it was some obnoxious robocall, so I checked it out.

"Mr. Bill, please call Happy Days Day Care as soon as you get this message," the voice said adding, "it's urgent."

"Oh my god, she's gotten hurt!" I said out loud.� Immediately I dialed the call-back number.

"Happy Days Day Care," the disinterested voice answered.

"Uh, this Lisa Higgman's grandfather," I said.

"Her mother said for us to call you about this.� Come get her right away!" the voice said.

"Is she hurt?"

"No, she's most uncooperative.� She� won't put her clothes back on!� We can't have that sort behavior here and we won't tolerate it!� Come get her now or we'll call someone with the county to come and get her!"

"I'll be there in twenty minutes."

"I'll give you fifteen minutes!" the unpleasant woman replied.

I hung up, gathered up my keys, wallet and glasses and hoofed it back out to Happy Days, making it there in a little under twenty minutes.

Seeing me walk in, the gruff old bitch behind the main desk huffed, "Well, it's about time you got here!"

"Uh, okay... So Lisa's being a problem?"

"We want her gone."

"What did she do?"

"Well, she's naked for one thing and refuses to put her clothes back on.� But before that she was pulling her pants down and showing off.� Then she was getting two of the boys to pull down their pants and showing off! We just can't tolerate that behavior.� I suggest you get her in to see a child psychologist!"

"Uh, okay.� So, where is she?"

The woman got off her fat ass and lead me to this little room.� There all by herself, looking sad and pitiful, was Lisa in her natural state, her clothes in a pile on the floor next to her.� Seeing me, she leaped up, ran to me and hugged my leg.

"I'll take it from here," I told the woman, who promptly left, leaving the door open.� I'd liked to have never pried Lisa off my leg, and only after promising to take her home after she put her clothes back on, did she relinquish my leg.�

With� her dressed, I carried her out with her hugging me about the neck tightly.� As we passed the desk, the woman, said, "You have to sign her out."� I signed her out.�

"We'll be sending her mother a refund," the woman added, "in a week to ten days."

"Yeah, I'll be sure and let her know," I replied.�

Lisa hadn't eaten and as it was past lunch time, I hit the drive thru of the first McDonalds I came to and bought her a chicken nugget Happy Meal. Of course she was more interested in the toy than the food, but by the time we got home, she'd eaten most of it.�

Pulling into my garage, I stopped my car, got out and unstrapped her as the garage door closed.� As soon as she was free, she bounded through the door to my kitchen.� By the time I got there she had her shorts halfway down to her knees.

"Whoa!� Whoa!� Whoa!� Did I tell you that you could undress?"

"No," she replied holding her shorts halfway down.�

"Well?"

She looked at me and said, "I don't want to wear any clothes, Granpa. I wanna be nakki."

"Pull them back up, young lady."

"Do I have to?"� I just gave her the look and she pulled her shorts up.

"That's better," I praised.

"Now, put your hands up above your head.� All the way up and touch the sky."� She stood there with her hands stretched upward looking at me questioningly. I then lifted her shirt up and off.� She started to lower her hands.

"Did I say you could lower your hands?"� Immediately her hands shot upward again.

Topless she waited for me to tell her what to do next.� I didn't make her wait long before I slowly worked her shorts down.� Again she started to lower her hands.� I corrected her and with her hands held high above her head, she stepped out of her shorts. I hadn't bothered to put her shoes or panties on at the day care, so she was now naked.

Again I waited a moment until she started to put her hands down.� "Hands up!" I ordered and she shot her hands upward.

I was kneeling before her looking her straight in the eye, holding my gaze for a long moment as she waited and waited.

"Ckckckckckckckck!" I loudly clicked with my tongue� while quickly reaching out and grabbing her by the pussy.� She jumped back and shrieked at the same time at my unexpected attack, ending up nearly doubled over with laughter.

"Hands up!" I told the giggling little girl.� She held her hands up. I looked her in the eye for a moment before suddenly goosing her between the legs again accompanied by my loud tongue clicking sound.� Again she jumped back and shrieked at the same time at my playful attack.�

"Hands up!"� This time she could barely raise her hands at all.� Half bent over, she was doing her best to stay in place, but the anticipation of the next attack was almost too much to bear.� I feigned an attack, she shrieked with glee and took off running.

"Come back here!� Did I say you could leave?"� Bless her heart, she came back and held her hands up, doing her best to keep her giddiness under control.�

I reached out, slowly getting closer and closer until she couldn't stand it anymore.� "Now be still... stand up straight... hands up.... Ckckckckckckckck!"� She squealed loudly, but this time she stood her ground and let me cup her smooth bald pussy.

I withdrew my hand without molesting her too much, pulled her to me and sniffed around her.� "Poo woo!" I exclaimed.� "You're all stinky."

"No, you're the big stinky!" she countered.

"No, you are!� Tell you what.� How about if we go take a bath and then you'll smell all sweet again?"

"Kay!"� The girl loved her baths.

We headed off to the bathroom.� As I drew the hot bath, she rummaged around under the sink and pulled out some bath toys.� By this time I had quite a collection of bath toys.� She chose a rubber duck, two boats and a Barbie doll that had seen better days.� "Where's Teddy?" she asked.

"I put him in the dryer last Friday.� I'll go get him. You stay right where you are, Lisa.� Don't you dare get in that water until I get back."

"Kay."

Teddy had gotten a bit moldy, so I washed him with Clorox over the weekend when I was alone.� The Clorox didn't help his appearance very much, but at least he didn't reek.� I grabbed him off the top of the dryer and hurried back to bath.�

"Good girl," I praised when I saw that she hadn't climbed into the tub in my absence. "You listen very well. For that you get a kiss."� I scooped her and delivered a raspberry to her navel, sending her into a fit of squirming giggles. I flipped her around and delivered another raspberry to her cute little butt, which only heightened her merriment.� Then I plopped her down in the warm water.

"Granpa!� Granpa!� Come play with me," she asked with a mischievous grin.

"You just want me naked," I accused.

"Yeah!" she replied.� "Get nakki, Granpa.� Get nakki with me!" Well, how could I refuse?

I stripped off.� Standing before her, I took my cock in hand and wagged it at her.� This amused her greatly.� I stepped in and sat with her between my legs.� For the next several minutes she happily played with her boats and naked Barbie doll while I gently washed her back, shoulders and reaching around, her chest.� I then wet her hair down and shampooed her.� Using a cup I kept handy, I dipped up the bath water and poured it over her head to rinse her hair, giving her plenty of warning to close her eyes.� As for her lower extremities, I just let her soak clean.� All too soon, the water grew cold and bath time was over.�

After I dried her off, she ran off while I finished drying myself. I had a good idea where she had gone.� Sure enough, she was in my ever unkempt bed.� I crawled in next to her and she snuggled up in the crook of my arm.� Her little hand began wandering across my chest and settling upon my nipple, where she tweaked it to a hard point. I remained very still and soon she stopped playing with my nip. There is nothing more beautiful than a naked sleeping child. I too took a nap.

I dozed for about fifteen minutes, then woke up.� Slipping out of bed without waking her, I went to fix myself a sandwich for lunch.�

I was about forty minutes into my book when Lisa came bounding in and crawled up in my lap.� "You're nakki!" she declared looking me in the eye as she knelt in my bare lap.

"So are you, little girl," I rejoined.

"Yeah!" she replied with that infectious smile of hers.�

She then scooted back, straddling my knee. "Horsey!� Horsey!" she demanded.� We'd done this before and I knew exactly what she wanted.� I'd bounced my own boys on my knee and bounced all of my grandkids too.� They all enjoyed it, but not nearly as much as Lisa enjoyed it. As I started bouncing her, she held on to my thigh facing me. I wondered if my two granddaughters got off on doing this as much as Lisa did.� With Lisa, it was more than just a game, much more.� With Lisa, it was another way for her to masturbate.�

After a few minutes, her cheerful demeanor was replaced by pronounced slack jawed expression.� She was in a daze as her bald baby pussy was vibrated and stimulated.� After a few more minutes, I had watched her long enough to know that she couldn't focus her eyes, nor did she want to, lost as she was in the sexual sensations welling up from her groin. I don't know if she actually had an orgasm, or if she was even capable of that, but she sure as hell got pleasure from it.

When I stopped bouncing her pussy on my knee, she sort of leaned forward, which put my dick right in her face.� Her little hand reached forward to gently fondle me.� I was already semi-erect from watching her get off, but with her playing with my genitals, that sent me into a full blown hard-on. "That's funny," she commented as my cock rose.� She'd said that many times before over the last few weeks.� She was always amused with a growing erection.�

Knowing how much she delighted in seeing me ejaculate, I was anticipating that she might try to get me off.� But, she didn't.� She abandoned my lap in favor of rummaging through a basket of toys I'd bought for her. With her off my leg, I immediately noticed the wetness she left.� I ran my fingers through it and brought it to my nose for the delicate smell of little girl pussy. As soon as the scent filled my nose I knew I wouldn't be satisfied with just that.

"Lisa!� Come here, baby."

She looked back at me, smiled that smile and abandoning the toy she'd retrieved, came back to me.

"I want to hold you," I told her.

"Kay," she replied and crawled into my lap again.�

I had her sit so that she was leaning back against me, her legs to either side of mine, my hard cock rising between her legs and lying flat against her little cunt lips.� Holding her about the chest and her tummy, I looked and watched over her shoulder as I began to hump, rubbing my nasty old cock against her pristine little pussy.� She made no effort to get away, nor did she protest my molestation.� Indeed, just as I was, she was looking down, fascinated at what was happening between her legs.�

After a minute or so, I lifted her up just a bit, so that the fat head of my seeping cock was rubbing along her tiny slit.� I reached over to my end table and picked up a bottle of lubricant that I had placed there previously to aid me when I masturbated.� Adding a few drops to the wet swollen head of my cock, I humped her slit a few times and her labia parted.� My glans was now partially encased by her little pussy lips.�

The lurid sights and forbidden sensations of my cock head sliding to and fro between her diminutive pussy lips were too much to take for very long,� my ardor quickly building to the bursting point.� "Ugghhhhh," I groaned into her still damp blond hair as I began ejaculating; ejaculating to her delight, as well as my own.� Several times my cum shot up and splattered her chest and tummy.� The last pulses of semen, now merely flowing from my cock, was smeared along and into her four year old sex trench, the excess man-milk flowing down her vulva and onto the base of my cock and my balls.� It was a most satisfying cum!

Sated, my cock slowly began to soften until it fell away from her sticky cum laden puss. I held her tight for several minutes as I struggled to catch my breath and come to my senses.

My better nature restored, I was aghast at the crime I'd just committed.� True, no one was harmed, but I shouldn't have done what I did.

"Lisa, baby," I whispered by her ear.� "Best we not tell your mommy or daddy about our new game."

"Kay," she replied.� "Can we play it again sometime, Granpa?"

"Would you like to play like that again?"

"Yeah!� That was fun!"