Katie

By Christopher Maddox

“It’s so good to talk to you Todd. I’m going to be in town tomorrow, and it’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you. I would love to get together and catch up on what’s been going on in your life. I’m staying with my folks for the summer and would love to see you again. When I left for college, I remember a little boy that was very anxious about starting high school.”
That’s great, I thought. I get to spend some quality time with my old babysitter. I knew why she didn’t have any boyfriends. She was skinny. She had crazy, flyaway, red hair, a ton of freckles, and she was, most likely, still as flat chested as an ironing board. I just can’t wait, I said to myself, sarcastically.
“That would be great, Katie. I am really looking forward to it,” I said.
Well, what the hell. She was my friend, after all, and I always had a great time with her. But that was four years ago when I was fourteen, and I wondered if she had changed much. My guess was that she would be exactly the same little Katie as she was the last time I saw her. What in the world could we possibly have in common now, I wondered. She was planning to leave early so she would be in town by 1:30, so we could have a late lunch if I were available. I told her I would like that, and she suggested Ben’s Diner, which was located across the street from our small, central park. We finished with some small talk and agreed to meet there at 1:30 the following afternoon.
I arrived at Ben’s about a half hour early and sat down with some friends. I ordered a cherry coke and picked at some of my friend’s French fries. I mentioned to them that I was meeting my old babysitter for lunch in a few minutes and that I hadn’t seen her in four years. I explained she was on her way home from college and wanted to have lunch with me. I wanted to make sure they knew that I wasn’t meeting her there for any kind of a date. It was just two old friends getting together for lunch.
It was a little after 1:30 and Katie hadn’t arrived, so I began to watch for her. At 1:43, a tall, gorgeous, redheaded woman strolled into Ben’s. I knew I hadn’t seen her around here before because if I had, I would have remembered. Her hair curved down around her breasts, which were as perfect as I had ever seen.
She was wearing a one-piece, emerald-green, knit dress that hugged her body in ways I couldn’t believe, and she appeared to be, I guessed, about six months pregnant. The dress came down to about three inches above her knees. I was looking at her from the side, and it gave me a perfect view of her long, thin legs. But the contrast of an incredibly sexy ass on one side, and the little baby bump on the other side, was almost more than I could take. The other guys at the table just stared at her and groaned.
She was stunning, and I concluded that she was probably the sexiest woman alive, even though, she was pregnant. I felt something stir below my belt. It surprised me because I had never considered a pregnant woman to be particularly sexy before, but she simply exuded sex appeal.
I sat there staring at her, wondering whom the lucky bastard was that was tapping into that when she turned and looked directly at me.
“Todd, there you are,” she said as she headed directly toward where I was sitting. My friends got up to leave, but one of them leaned down close so only I could hear him.
“Holy shit, Todd, I wish I had a babysitter that looked like that!”
I was shocked and almost speechless. I’m sure I looked a little dumbfounded as I slowly stood up.
When she got to the table, she gave me a big hug and looked up at me. “You’re still the same Todd you were when I last saw you except that you have grown so much taller. You’ve turned into quite a hunky young man."
Her perfume was intoxicating. As we embraced, I tried to get my mind wrapped around the fact that my flat chested little Katie, you know, the one without any boobs, was now pressing her gorgeous, soft breast int

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christopher Maddox
• Release date: May 3, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301260089

Christopher Maddox

I have always been addicted to love and romance. I like strong, independent women, so I tend to write about strong female characters that either start out strong or develop whatever inner strength is needed to see them through. My heroes and heroines are sometimes flawed because mistakes and imperfections always build character and strength in strong people. Some of my stories are taken from life’s experiences while others are drawn from experiences I wish I’d had. In my world, there are no boundaries to the limitless pleasures that can be found in the female form or from the joy that can be shared between lovers. However, my books are not about page after page of mindless, non-stop sex, but when it is appropriate, I try to make it real. Where love and romance have a chance to blossom, intimacy is usually part of the equation because it is the fuel that ignites the desire that leads to love. I like to think of myself as an adult romance writer with a moral compass. I live in Florida with my wife and three, poorly trained, dogs. Oh, yes, I almost forgot. I love happy endings. I love hearing from my readers and appreciate their comments and suggestions. Click on the link below if you would like to send me a message. Thank you. [e-mail]

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Katie

Christopher Maddox

Copyright 2013 Christopher Maddox

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This work contains content of an extremely graphic nature including graphic sexual acts. All characters in this work are eighteen years of age or older. This is a work of fiction intended for adults 18 and over only. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

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Chapter 1

Not a New Babysitter

I was busy in my backyard building Fort Apache using scraps of wood from an old woodpile that my parents had. This was serious business since the fort’s primary function was to protect my family from marauding bands of Indians that roamed this part of the country from time to time. At least, that’s what I told everyone. Like I said, I was busy with construction, and somehow, I let my mom sneak up on me. Therefore, when she called out my name, it scared the daylights out of me.

Geez, Mom, you scared me half to death, I groaned, looking up at her.

That’s when I noticed that she wasn’t alone. She had a strange looking little girl with her that I didn’t recognize. She was somewhat goofy looking. She had red hair that was flying all over the place, freckles, glasses, and big lips with a big toothy grin. Oh, yeah, I forgot about the braces.

Todd, this is Katherine Jackson, our new neighbor. Katherine, this is Todd.

Hi, Katherine, I grinned. You would think that my mom would know better than to bring strangers back to a restricted military base like Fort Apache.

Hi, Todd, she said smiling. She had big dark-green eyes with brown flakes in them. I noticed them because they reminded me, to some extent, of one of my friend’s cat’s eyes.

Todd, Katherine is going to be your new babysitter, Mom said with a big grin.

What? I turned ten a few weeks ago, and I don’t need a babysitter anymore, I said. I knew I didn’t like this girl the second I saw her. With that crazy hair, she just looked like trouble.

Katherine is fourteen, and her parents will be right across the street in case there is ever a problem. Isn’t that great, Todd? she grinned.

Just peachy, I thought. Mom, please, I don’t need one anymore. Besides, what happened to Jessie? I implored, desperately trying to hold my ground.

Honey, Jessie is eighteen and will be going away to college in the fall. Luckily, we found Katherine right across the street.

Jessie had been my babysitter for as long as I could remember. We got along great, and she let me do mostly what I wanted to do as long as it was within reason. Besides, Jessie had big boobs and Katherine didn’t have any.

At that point, in my life, I didn’t know much about them, boobs, that is. All I knew was the other guys talked about them all the time and liked to look at them. I figured that if they liked them so much, I probably should too.

Yeah, that’s really lucky, Mom, but I still don’t think I need anyone to take care of me. I am practically grown up. I was really starting to resent this redheaded intrusion.

As it turned out, I ended up getting stuck with Katherine as my babysitter. On the first day, she told me later that she liked to be called Katie, so I continued to call her Katherine for a couple months. Every time I called her Katherine, she would give me one of her peeved looks. Those were special. She would put her hands on her hips, cock her head to the side, lower her glasses, and frown with her big lips scrunched downward. It was a pitiful sight, but I used to get the biggest kick out of it every time she did it. Eventually, she stopped reacting to me calling her Katherine, so I started calling her Katie.

She came to my house after school three days a week and stayed until my mom got home. I kind of got used to her after a few weeks. Besides, what choice did I have? She turned out to be pretty nice and easy to get along with, so I began to like her. She still didn’t have any boobs, though.

Over the next few years, we spent so much time together that she seemed more like a friend than a babysitter. When she got her driver’s license, her parents let her use their car to run errands or go shopping. It could be for her mom or mine. It didn’t matter, but the main thing was that she would always take me with her. Occasionally, she would even treat me to a movie or take me to Joe’s Ice Cream Parlor for a waffle cone.

Katie never dated much that I knew of. Either she wasn’t interested in guys, or guys weren’t interested in her. I really didn’t give it too much thought one way or the other, but I do know that she looked at those movie magazines and ogled over some of the young, good-looking movie stars.

Over time, we became more like brother and sister and our relationship grew much closer. When I turned fourteen, Katie, like Jessie, was going off to college in the fall. The thought of her leaving bothered me quite a bit. For the last four years, she had been my afternoon companion three days a week, and now, I was going to be left alone with no one to take me to Joe’s Ice Cream Parlor. She was sweet, happy all the time, and had a great sense of humor. Not that I cared all that much, but she never did get any boobs. She was still as flat as a pancake. The bottom line was that I really liked her and that never mattered to me.

After summer vacation, Katie did go off to college, leaving me alone for the first time in my life. Since I was now fourteen, I didn’t have to suffer through another babysitter. I had finally grown up enough to be on my own. As it turned out, though, I was really going to miss her more than I realized. After all, we had spent four years together, and like I said, she felt like my sister.

During my four years of high school, she would write an occasional letter or call to see how I was doing, and she would always tell me that she missed me. She filled me in on how school was going, talk about her classes, and her new job.

She worked because she wanted to help her parents with her tuition and expenses. Katie was smart. She was one of those people who could read something one time and retain it. Therefore, she had plenty of time to work, and she felt lucky when she got a job at the local newspaper in their marketing department, which is what she was getting her degree in.

However, since her position was almost full time, it made it impossible for her to come home during summer break because she was needed at the newspaper year around. She did come home for a week or so, here and there, but each time she did, I was at summer camp or at my grandparents’ house for one of the holidays.

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I was in my senior year and graduation was rapidly approaching. I had planned on going to college, but I didn’t know where yet because I was hoping to receive a football scholarship that would pay for my tuition. I wasn’t going to be the next Heisman Trophy winner, but I was big enough to hold my own on the scrimmage line, and my grades were pretty good.

Sandra Blake had been my girlfriend, pretty much, all the way through my junior year, but we broke up during the summer recess. I guess it just got boring, and we wanted to date other people during our last year of high school. At least, that’s what she told me.

I didn’t lose my virginity until my senior year. It happened after one of our homecoming games with one of the cheerleaders, Pattie Sanchez, and I will never forget Patti Sanchez. After the game, a few of us got together and went to