We Put the Baby in Sitter 3 by Cassandra Zara Page B

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    “Hey there.  Did you miss me?” Charlotte said with a cute little smile.
    “You bet.” Kevin grinned.
    “Charlotte? Can you...?” I nodded down at Jill.
    “Yes!  Of course.”  She gently scooped up Jill, who was now completely asleep, and laid her inside the little baby shade tent we had set up.  It had a thin sleep pad inside, and once Charlotte zipped her inside, we didn’t have to worry about any insects bothering Jill.  She’d probably sleep a good hour.
    I sat back, sighing, intent on soaking up some sun and enjoying my little piece of free time.
    “Um... Marissa?”
    I opened my eyes.  Charlotte stood over me.
    “Your top.” She gestured to my bikini, which lay across my stomach.  I’d untied the top strings to feed Jill, and now my full breasts were on display for anyone to see.
    “Oops.  Hazards of a nursing mother.”
    “You just had to tell her and spoil it, didn’t you?” Kevin asked, feigning a pout and crossing his arms.
    Charlotte giggled. “It’s not like I don’t enjoy the view, myself.  But you guys keep saying we need to be careful about keeping things under wraps around other people.  I figured that probably included Marissa’s tits, so they don’t think you’re nudists or anything.  How much longer do you think you’ll keep nursing, Marissa?”
    “Well, Jill is almost ten month now.  They say going for a year is the healthiest option.  I might even go longer.  I hate to admit it, but I like these milky tits.”  I palmed one in each hand, letting them jiggle as I lifted them. “I fill out my bikini so much better.”  I let them fall, enjoying that both of them were enraptured by the view. “I guess I will wrap up my tits.  The last thing I need is a pair of sunburned nipples. Although the breeze does feel nice.”
    Kevin watched with exaggerated sadness as I harnessed “the ladies” back into the bikini top and tied it.
    “Oh come on,” I laughed, “it’s not like this bikini covers up all that much.”
    Of course, that made me think of Charlotte’s bikini, made up of tiny little triangles of material, which made my top look positively matronly. She’d scrunched the triangles of material a little bit, so that they’d become mere scraps of material barely covering her lovely little nipples.  The bikini bottoms were also tiny triangles, the front scrap barely covering her newly-waxed mound, while the back scrap of fabric was mostly lodged between those firm, toned cheeks.
    God, I need to come, bad! I thought.  It had been a busy week, and Kevin and I hadn’t had sex since Charlotte’s visit last weekend.  I was so horny, I started carrying my vibrator around with me, hoping for a private moment alone at some point, but it never happened.
    “So it looks like that guy sure liked you.”
    Charlotte rolled her eyes. “He doesn’t even know me.  He just wants a quick lay.”
    “I think you scared him off for good, telling him you’re going to have me putting lotion on you, and that you think of me as family,” Kevin chuckled. “I sure hope no one in your family rubs you down the way I do.”
    “Eew!  Kevin!” she ran over and slapped him on the arm, giggling provocatively. “No one touches me the way you and Marissa do.  And that’s how I like it.  Besides, you guys really are sort of like a family to me now.” She bit her lip, then said, “And if you keep pumping that virile cock of yours into me without protection,” she winked at Kevin, “we really will be family, soon.”
    She flashed me a seductive smile, and I had to resist the urge to reach up and rub my hand over her ass.
    “You did say you needed some suntan lotion.  Maybe you should let Kevin do that.”  My voice was husky, and I was already dampening at the thought.
    “Okay.”
    She walked over to her lounge chair, to my right, and lowered the back of it so it was almost flat.  Then she stripped off her top—much to my delight—and laid down, waiting. “I use