Message-ID: <16577eli$9810161527@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lynduke@aol.com (LynDuke) Subject: Daycare (F/M, rectal temps) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981005215617.11252.00003885@ng21.aol.com> Edith's Daycare Tall tall Edith McAnally looked down at the scrawny and wimpy 12 yo boy named Edwin. The name suited him. She had just started a babysitting service and hoped to clear at least $500 a month. She didnt plan on declaring every dime of it either. She relished the idea of having children in the house again. Her own grandkids lived 3 hours away, too far for frequent visits. She had even bought a play house and swing set for the back yard where she could watch them from the family room. Her husband Bob worked afternoons at a bank, part-time as a bookkeeper. Both were in their 60s and had decided that full time unemployment was too difficult to deal with. Besides, their savings would last longer if they had cash coming in. Edwin was deposited on Edith's doorstep each morning at 7AM by an anxious mother who was eager to get to work on time. In the evenings after school, he sometimes stayed so late that Edith gave the boy a plate of whatever they were having. She enjoyed Edwin. For what he lacked in blabbering, he made up for with his high intelligence and good manners. Additionally, he liked to help her, clearing the table, washing dishes, walking her little tan dog. He was a little slow, but adorable. Edith was falling in love with him. His wavy brown hair and long lashed brown eyes made him look pixy-ish. She loved to hug and squeeze him. Edith continued to place her babysitting ads in the local newspaper. And after a couple of weeks, another mother began to drop off her energetic 2 and 1 year old girls. They stayed from 8:30 til 5:15 every day. Their mother was always on time to pick them up.They were a handful, but Edith wasnt one to crumble when the chips were down. She was making good money, and getting plenty of exercise!. Could stay home all day. And the two little ones were good at keeping each other entertained most of the time. One afternoon she decided to put the babies down for a nap. 2 year old chatty Heather feltwarm so she striped her of all clothes so she would sleep better and then lay her down for a nap. After she fell asleep, Heather was oblivious to the probing of Ediths well Vaselined rectal thermometer in her bottom. Edith knew it wasnt nice to enjoy this activity, but for some reason, seeing or thinking about taking rectal temps made her feel a bit horny---made her clit, labia and vagina ache with excited anticipation. And her panties would be wet. She would practically cum just from the idea of rectal temps. She decided to do the same with1 yo Annie. Annie rolled her eyes heavy laden with sleepiness. She kept trying to get her sweat shirt jacket off. In the middle of spring why did their silly mother dress them with so much heavy clothing? In Edith's opinion, dressing improperly was a sure way to come down with a cold or other aches and pains. She helped the baby disrobe and noticed there was a diaper rash. She took a chance to let her sleep nude as well. And then took the baby's temperature as soon as she fell asleep in Edith's lap, on her tummy of course, a very convenient and powerful position for the one taking a temperature reading. She remembered she had left the thermometer in the older little girl. So she removed it carefully and read it. It was 2 degrees over. "Hmmmm", she thought, "I'd better watch her to see what develops." Cleansing the glass tube with a baby wipe, she lubed it up with Vaseline and spread Annie's butt crack wide looking for an anus. She dabbed a bit of massage oil on the rectum, and pushed the thermometer in, but poked her a bit and she began to stir and make a grunting noise as if having a bowel movement. Soon she stopped grunting, moving about and fretting, and fell sound asleep again. But the baby had pushed the thermometer half way out. And Edith took great pleasure, joy, and excitement as she gently, this time, pushed it ALL THE WAY in. She liked to wait a full 5 minutes, or longer because her "patients" always looked so sweet and angellic with their rosy red cheeks, curly tousled hair, and cherubic round buttocks displaying a fever thermometer so boldly. Draping wasnt needed for the children she decided. It was quite an erogenous event for Edith. Once she had a spontaneous orgasm before she could remove the thermometer from her little patient. That was heaven! Though she was weak with pleasure afterwards. That was in the days when her son was small, and she took in children for a small fee to buy extras for the family. As she continued to reminisce, she arranged both children in the pink and purple playpen. It was only a coupld of hours til their mommy would be there to pick them up. She had selected Edith at the suggestion of a church lady friend. end part one The weekend was over and MOnday was a school holiday. So Edwin would be spending the entire day with Edith and the babies. He had spent time camping in the mountains over the weekends for his 13th birthday, and had a few nasty patches of poison oak erupting on his arms and buttocks. She had to rub calamine on him. But first, she was going to have him take a medicated bath in warm water, towel dry him and apply the lotion. He went into the bath tub alone, and was surprised when Edith came in. "Time to get out and dry off, youve been in 30 minutes." He stood up and she noticed some rash on his penis. She ordered him to lie on the bed . Then she lotioned his arms, and buttocks. She couldnt resist dipping her rectal thermometer into the calamine lotion and swiftly but deftly slipping it inside him as he faced away from her on his right side. He moaned as if he felt pleasure, or maybe he was just surprised, or both. Maybe fear? She didnt know him too well, but basic instinct told her he was enjoying this. She noticed his penis wasnt too badly full of poison oak rash, but she saw that it became instantly errect when she applied the Calamine lotion on it. She pulled the rectal thermometer out as if to read it, and pushed it back in, several times. Simultaneously she was massaging the lotion into his penis. She wraped her hand around the penis. The boy began to squirm. She twisted the thermometer and pushed it in and out a few times as if fucking him with it. Knowing what was about to happen, she took the towel and covered his penis. He came into the towel. And then afterwards lay there as if nothing happened. Too embarrassed to move. It made her so happy to know that it would take at least a week for this rash to heal, and that the bath and lotion routine would be every day during that time.She liked having perfectly legal contact with a young exciting body, in the person of Edwin. Who began smiling broadly when ever she would approach him with the lotion and a thermometer . -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----