The Babysitter: Midnight Showers & Stolen Kisses: The Babysitter, #1

By J. Baker

Step into the tantalizing world of 'The Babysitter,' a gripping tale that follows Mark Turner, a married man entangled in a web of forbidden passion with Tia, the babysitter for his children. Struggling through 18 months of intimacy drought with his wife Amanda, Mark finds solace and excitement in Tia's warm embrace, weaving a narrative of desire, love, and the blurred boundaries of fidelity. Explore the intricate complexities of adult relationships in this steamy journey where monotony meets forbidden pleasures.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J Baker
• Release date: Jan 3, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224815791

Book preview

The Babysitter:

Midnight Showers & Stolen Kisses

A novella by:

J Baker

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

THE BABYSITTER: MIDNIGHT SHOWERS & STOLEN KISSES

First edition. January 3, 2024.

Copyright © 2024 J Baker.

Written by J Baker.

Chapters

Chapter One - 5

Chapter Two - 10

Chapter Three - 24

Chapter Four - 33

Chapter Five - 40

Chapter Six - 57

Preview - 60

More From the Author - 65

For My Tia, for who I took the wrong turn for.

Chapter One

Mark Turner stood by the window; his tall frame silhouetted against the soft glow of city lights reflecting off the rain-slicked streets. Raindrops tapped against the glass, creating a rhythmic symphony that matched the beat of his contemplative heart. Gazing at his reflection, he saw a man in his late thirties, a few lines etched on his forehead, and a touch of grey at his temples. It was a stark reminder of how the years had stealthily caught up with him, weaving strands of maturity into his once-youthful features.

The rain carried a sense of melancholy, evoking memories of days long past. As he continued to peer outside, Mark found himself lost in thought, reflecting on the journey that had brought him to this moment. The early days of his marriage to Amanda, filled with laughter and dreams of the future, seemed like a lifetime ago. But lately, the demands of work and the responsibilities of being a husband and father had begun to weigh on him, leaving him feeling distracted and disconnected.

Amidst the rain's gentle patter, Mark felt a subtle pang of restlessness, a longing for the excitement that had defined their early years together. Tonight was meant to be a rekindling of that spark, a chance to recapture the magic that had drawn them to each other. However, the relentless rain had forced a delay, leaving him with a sense of anticipation mingled with a tinge of disappointment.

Just then, his phone vibrated with a soft notification. Pulling it from his pocket, he saw a text from Amanda, informing him that she was still getting ready.

Amanda's text read: ‘Sorry, darling. My hair is taking longer to style than I thought. Almost done. Be patient, I promise it'll be worth the wait. Love you.’

Mark smiled at the message, knowing that Amanda took great care in preparing for their special occasions. He replied, ‘No need to apologize, my love. Take your time. I'll be here, eagerly waiting for you. Love you too.’

As he hit send, his mind wandered to the various stresses of his life - the mounting work deadlines, the pressure to excel in his career, the constant juggling act between work and family, and yes, his sexual frustrations. Lately, he couldn't help but feel a gnawing desire that seemed unfulfilled, leaving him yearning for the passion and intimacy that had once defined their marriage.

It had been over a year since the last time Amanda and he were intimate and deep down, Mark knew that tonight was not just about a romantic evening; it was an opportunity to reconnect with Amanda on a deeper level, to remind her of the love that still burned brightly within him. They had been through so much together, weathering storms both literal and metaphorical, and yet, lately, he felt a disconnect, a gap that seemed to widen with each passing day.

As the rain continued to fall outside, Mark wondered if this weather was a metaphor for the storm brewing within him. The relentless downpour mirrored the deluge of emotions that threatened to overwhelm him - longing for the carefree days of