Babysitter Pt 1.

This happened when I was 13. I was old enough to stay home alone but my parents were going to be out of town for 10 days. My grandparents do not do winter so my parents arranged for one of my old sitters to stay with me, she was 18 and was attending a local college. She stayed in the guest room. My parents’ room was explicitly out of bounds. I knew the reason for this probably was that they had a computer that was not filtered. But I had no idea what other treasures laid within.

I had become aware my parents were very sexual people. During recent remodeling construction, it allowed me to hear goings on in their room from my bathroom. I had got up at night to use the potty, and I heard what sounded like my mom in extreme pain. I was worried until I heard the rhythmic creeks of the bed frame and put two and two together. At first I was grossed out but as I sat answering natures call I found myself becoming aroused at the pounding my mom was surely enjoying. I had been jilling for a while. My arousal overwhelmed any uneasiness I was feeling. As I sat there and listened I noticed the sound seemed to be coming from what had until recently been the door to their room. I knew the area on the other side was a new closet in my parents’ room. I opened the door to what was to become a shallow closet for cleaning supplies. The wall had open studs on the bathroom side. With the door open it was like I was standing in the room. I could hear everything, or nearly everything. Things were said under their breath that were unintelligible. But there was very little left to the imagination.

I sat down on the new pile carpet and started to rub one out. There were some sounds I could not identify. There was something like a slow turning motor and a hum like a transformer. It almost sounded like they were running the floor polisher. (Which I had discovered in a recent housekeeping jilling adventure, but that is another story.) I was over the edge twice before my mom rendered a stifled scream. There was some discussion as to what dad had in mind. I did not hear the reply. Just then the dog started barking, I did not want to get caught eves dropping. So I went back to my room.

I learned my parents did ‘it’ every evening my mom had off and frequently each morning my dad had off. I would often set my phone to wake me around 11:00pm when they went to bed or 6:00am so I could get some inspiration. I suspect they had no idea how much sound Ana through the thin wall.

Fast forward to the time I was left home with Ana. Ana had classes most evenings but only had one morning class which allowed her to sleep in. She was supposed to make sure I got up and had breakfast but I never saw her in the morning. The third night she was there I woke up having to pee, and I could swear I heard some of the familiar sounds I was used to hearing from my parents room coming from the guest room. I knew I had to find out what was making that noise. My plan was to rush home from school and set things up to spy into the guest room.

I raced home after school the next day and found a Hitachi wand and her hair brush in the guest room bed. The hair brush handle had dried girl goo. I had not dared to insert anything up to that point. But there was no doubt what Ana had been doing. I figured Ana had to have borrowed the wand from my parents’ room. So, I went to see where Ana might have gotten it and to see what else might be there. I knew from listening they had several toys. I went in their room and what I found really shocked me. Their new closet had a lock. Ana had pulled the pins on the hinges and got into their locked closet!!! I was shocked. I was nervous and excited I had to think how to get the most mileage out of this discovery without getting into trouble myself.

I moved the door aside and saw there was all kinds of stuff in there. I could see why my parents had been so absolute about staying out of their room, and why they had built a private closet. Lots of the stuff I had no idea of what it was. My plan was to research things over the next few days, but first I wanted to set up so I could spy on Ana as she used some of the things in my parents’ private stash.

The guest room and my room have a shared air vent. I went to my room and unscrewed the vent in my room. I slid a cardboard periscope my dad had given me that he had bought at a golf tournament. It worked perfectly I could see the bed perfectly just standing on my desk. Next, I moved a mood light I had to the guest room to make sure there would be enough light to see what was going on. I wanted to try out the wand, I had tried it over my pants and it was awesome, maybe even too much without them. Just as I was about to shed my pants and get more serious, I heard the garage door open, so put things back where I found them. I went downstairs to help with dinner.

Dinner was uneventful, though I queried Ana on a number of titillating issues. In part to learn some stuff, and in part to get us both a little revved up. I learned that she had started masturbating at about my age and she had lost her virginity but the guy was a jerk. She encouraged me to hold off until I found a really nice guy. I asked her some jilling tips all she said was to use my electric toothbrush or the water faucet in the tub. I had no idea how to do this but she said I would figure it out…