Sue’s Love
Sue was the object of my adoration from my first day at the new school. Although we were both in the same grade, she was 19 and two years older than me, and had that poise and self confidence of a much older woman. She was born in Hong Kong and came to America at an early age. She was barely 5 feet tall and weighed maybe 95 pounds. Her straight waist-length jet black hair accented her slim figure and moved in rhythm with her every step. As fate would have it, we did not share a single class at school. Although I’d see her several times a day, I could never muster enough courage to say hello. Besides that, her circle of friends included the very popular well-to-do preppy crowd. I was a mere peon who had to work part-time to get myself through school, and lived with whichever welfare family that would have me for the time.
In mid-October, a senior clerk at the grocery store where I worked part-time asked me if I’d consider moving in with him and his family. He had known about my situation for some time, and he had often helped me out with both sound advise and cash loans. I respected him a lot. George I guessed to be about 34 and his wife Betty must have been around 26. Their kids, Georgie jr. was 3 and a half and little Cindy was 5 and a half. As it turned out, I got free room and board at George’s house, in exchange for helping out around the place and babysitting chores.
The first evening after moving in, Betty mentioned over supper that since I’d be babysitting from now on, probably their old sitter might be a little irate at loosing her job to me. Then George said something like ‘Sue doesn’t need the job anyway. Her uncle has enough to support her and ten more like her.’
‘That wouldn’t be Sue Chan, by any chance, would it?’ I asked.
‘Yes it is. Do you know her?’
I just about fell off my chair! And sure enough, next morning as I got to the bus stop, there was beautiful Sue, all alone, waiting for the bus. Starting a conversation was easy now that we were alone together. Soon we were chatting about school, my part time job at the store, and that she lived just four houses down. Everything was falling into place. Then I sort of apologized for taking her babysitting job, but she just laughed and said I could have it. Soon we were on the bus and she was with her friends again. But not before we agreed to have lunch together.
Within a few days we were seeing a lot of each other. After school, I’d bus it to my job, and Sue came home to her uncle’s house. By the time George and I got home and had supper, it was close to 7:30, almost time for George and Betty’s bowling league on Monday night. Then their high school up-grading classes were Tuesday night, and Wednesday was bingo night. Then usually Thursday or Friday night they went to visit Betty’s sister and brother-in-law until the wee hours.
This was great for Sue and I. George and Betty didn’t mind if she came over to do homework with me. After homework came some torrid petting sessions which always led to my room. As for the babysitting end of it, Georgie jr. was still in diapers and Cindy was a chronic bedwetter, so as soon as Sue arrived, it was diapers and bottles and off to bed with the kids. If either needed a diaper change, Sue would follow me into the kids’ room and watch me change the diapers. A couple of times I asked Sue if she would do the change, but she just laughed and said that I was the babysitter, so it was my job. However, one night Cindy was sick with the flu and she was crying for a change about every 10 minutes. I felt sorry for her and tried to comfort her as best I could.
As I pulled Cindy’s plastic panties over her well diapered bum, Sue remarked on how well I had handled the situation. Then as I lay Cindy down in her crib, Sue asked if I would do the same for her. I thought of course that she was joking, and replied ‘Susy, I’d change your diaper anytime.’ Sue just giggled and led me back to the couch, but before she sat down beside me, she excused herself and went off to the bathroom. In two minutes, I heard the toilet flush and when she came back in the room, my eyes just about popped out of my head. Sue had stripped naked and pinned on one of Cindy’s large fluffy diapers. She came to me taking small baby steps and her left thumb was in her mouth. Then with her slight accent and her best baby talk she asked ‘Will you be babysitter for Baby Susy tonight?’ I snapped out of my daze and pulled her onto my lap and gave her a deep kiss. I could still barely talk. ‘Of course I’ll be Susy’s babysitter.’
Her long hair was over her shoulders and covered her breasts. When she put her arms around my neck I squeezed her close until she giggled. She had certainly got my attention… to the point where my cock was ready to tear its way through my Levis. I picked her up and carried her to my room. As I laid her on the bed, her squeaky baby voice said ‘Susy want her baba!’ With that, I went to the kitchen and filled an empty baby bottle with some of Betty’s sweet wine.
So here I was, a 17 year old babysitter sitting for his 19 year old girlfriend! After she drank her bottle, I put her over my shoulder and patted her back a few times. She responded with a robust burp and another babyish giggle. I laid her down and drew her close to me. She needed no urging. Her arms were around me and she was kissing me with a new intensity. My hand went to the soft flannel between her legs and found it slightly damp. I tried slipping my hand into the leg opening and she reacted by spreading her tawny legs wide apart. Her diaper was pinned tightly in place and my fingers barely fit through the leg opening. Then, just as I was unpinning her diaper, we heard that damned sound of George’s old Mercury-Comet coming down the street. It was only 10:45 and they were home already. What rotten timing! Sue and I scrambled into our clothes and made ourselves presentable just in time to greet George and Betty at the door. Sue and I exchanged kisses and she was off into the night.
My concentration was not on schoolwork the next day, and at the store after school, my mind was still on ‘baby Susy’. I had heard of people who got off on wearing diapers, but I had always assumed they had to be really kinky. But Sue wasn’t like that. She was a normal woman with normal friends going to a normal school. Since meeting her, I hadn’t dated anyone else, or even considered it. We just seemed to mesh in every way. What the hell. I could put up with one little kink.
During the drive home from the store, George told me that he was taking Betty and the kids to visit his brother’s family about 350 miles away. I’d have the house to myself for the long Thanksgiving weekend! When I told Sue the news, her eyes lit up. She said she would tell her aunt and uncle that she was going with one of her preppy friends for the weekend, and that the friend would back up her story.
It seemed like an endless wait, but Thanksgiving Friday arrived at last. I gave Sue my house key at school that day so she could let herself in and start supper for us. She warned me not to have any snacks after school or at work or it would spoil supper. I took a taxi home and made a stop to pick up some beer and some special wine. My appetite was raging, and I had visions of a big supper of Chinese food. Wrong! The surprise was a candlelight dinner of hamburgers and wine. Although they don’t sound very appetizing, they were delicious. After supper, Sue went into my bedroom, and I decided to wash up the few supper dishes. I was done in a few minutes, and had just sat on the couch in the living room when I heard Sue come out of my room. As she entered the living room, again I was speechless. Her long hair was fixed in two ponytails, one on each side of her head in little girl fashion. She wore a short pink top that buttoned on top of her shoulders and she had two diapers pinned on, covered by plastic panties that had snaps on the sides. Baby Susy had returned. She toddled over and sat on my knee and asked if I still ‘wuved Baby Susy’.
I told her that I loved her more than ever.
‘Can baby Susy have her baba now?’ I laid her on the couch, fixed her a bottle and brought her a blanket. I covered her with the blanket, cuddled her in my left arm and began feeding her the bottle. She made little cooing noises as she drank, and the heady smell of her baby powder and her look of innocence had me captivated again. This time it took her longer to finish the bottle and after burping her, I gently picked her up and carried her to my room. There I found my second surprise. My bed was now covered with a baby print bed spread, and as I lay her on the bed, I could hear a plastic sheet crackle under her weight. On the bedside table were two tall stacks of large flannel diapers, and another stack of baby shirts and romper style pants. Under the table were several large pairs of plastic panties, some with snaps on the sides and others were pull-on style. Nearby was baby powder, Vaseline, baby wipes, a large plastic lined changing pad and a diaper pail. She had thought of everything!
It took me a moment to take in this new baby’s nursery that was once my bedroom. Again my attention turned to baby Susy. I sat her on the bed, undid and removed her baby shirt, then lay her down. At once I was lying on the bed beside her, and we began a long series of deep kisses, our arms holding our bodies together more tightly than they ever did before. Eventually, my right hand broke loose and began feeling a path towards her diaper area. There was enough give in the waistband to allow my hand in, and I began to massage her pussy through her diapers. For a brief moment Sue seemed to go limp in my arms, and she let out a little sigh. With a sudden warmth against my hand, I realised that Susy was wetting. I looked up to see she had her eyes closed and was smiling contently.
As she continued to wet I gently scolded her. I told her what a naughty girl she was, and she began to whimper and thrust herself against my hand. When she finished wetting I unsnapped her plastic panties and unpinned her diapers, and again her legs magically spread wide apart. And as I lay the front of her baby pants and soaked diapers out between her legs, I quietly vowed to myself that I would not be the one to cum first this time. We both gasped as I penetrated the initial resistance of her tight but moist pussy. And almost immediately our bodies were writhing together wildly, but in unison.
The End of Sue’s Love.
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