Love My Baby Sitter

On a quiet night, Samuel had just arrived home after attending a fancy company party. His legs were a little wobbly from the effects of the alcohol he had consumed throughout the night. Although he was known for his firm and in-control attitude, tonight Samuel had let himself get carried away by the drink.

When he entered his grand house, silence greeted him. The lights in the living room were already off, and only a small glow from a table lamp in the corner of the room lit his way.

Samuel walked slowly towards the living room, but his steps stopped when he heard light footsteps coming from the kitchen. Curious, he decided to see who was still awake at this late hour.

Arriving in the kitchen, he found his babysitter, **Clara**, who was tidying up the leftover snacks that had not been tidied up. She seemed focused on her task, unaware of Samuel's presence.

"Clara...," Samuel called in a hoarse voice.

Clara was shocked and immediately turned her head. "Mr. Samuel? You just got home?" she asked anxiously, seeing her boss's clearly drunk condition.

Samuel approached slowly, his eyes not leaving Clara's figure standing in front of him. There was something different in Samuel's gaze this time, something that made Clara feel uncomfortable but also unable to look away.

"Yeah, just now... are you still working?" Samuel said softly, his voice sounding heavier than usual.

Clara nodded slowly, "I just wanted to make sure everything was neat before going to bed."

Samuel stared at her with an intensity that made Clara's heart beat faster. Without a word, he moved closer, the distance between them closing. Clara could feel the warmth of Samuel's body as he approached, the faint scent of alcohol on his breath.

"Clara..." he whispered softly but with emphasis, "you are very beautiful tonight."

Clara was stunned. Those words made her stunned, Samuel had never spoken to her in this tone before. Clara tried to step back a little, but Samuel's hand that suddenly touched her waist made her stop.

"Mr. Samuel..." Clara tried to speak, but her voice sounded weak. Samuel's gaze was so strong, as if he was trying to read every corner of her face.

"Shut up..." Samuel whispered, his fingers gently lifting Clara's chin, forcing her eyes to look directly into his. "I want you tonight."

Clara didn't know what to do. Feelings of fear and strangeness mixed within her. On one hand, she felt trapped, but on the other hand, there was a sense of curiosity and interest that she couldn't explain.

"Mr. Samuel, I don't think this is...," Clara's words were cut off when Samuel brought his face closer, his lips only inches from Clara's. "This is wrong...," he tried to warn, but his voice was getting softer.

"Shh...," Samuel cut her off again, this time more firmly, before his lips finally touched Clara's. The touch was soft but passionate, as if Samuel was pouring out all his pent-up feelings.

Clara was shocked, but the warmth of the kiss made her forget everything. Unconsciously, she returned Samuel's kiss, her hands starting to circle around the man's neck.

Their kiss deepened, filled with long-hidden passion. Samuel pulled Clara closer, their bodies almost closing in on each other. Clara could feel Samuel's rapid heartbeat, in time with her own.

"I want you, Clara...," Samuel whispered between their kisses, his hands starting to explore Clara's body gently, but full of desire.

"Mr. Samuel...," Clara tried to stop herself, but her body felt weak, as if every fiber of her being wanted what Samuel was offering.

Samuel didn't give Clara a chance to think further. He lifted Clara in his arms, carrying her to the nearest room. Clara's mind was in turmoil, between wanting to fight and give in to the current of such strong feelings.

Once in the room, Samuel gently lowered Clara onto the bed. His eyes were filled with lust, but also with a warmth that Clara had never seen before. Without a word, Samuel began to unbutton his shirt, each movement as if done with full awareness of what was about to happen.

Clara could only stare, still not believing what was happening. But when Samuel moved closer, touching her with such an intimate touch, she knew there was no turning back.

That night marked the beginning of a complicated relationship between Samuel and Clara, a relationship that began with a hidden attraction, but was full of unexpected consequences.