Sexy Fun Times/Neighbour
Just as you are dozing off again there is a knock on the front door. Quietly at first and then louder. You are naked as usual and when you put a robe on, you are conscious that your morning wood will be making an appearance if you are not careful.
You open the door a crack and just show your face. It takes a few moments for you to recognise the woman. She's about your age, with blond hair, blue eyes and looking rather embarrassed. She is wearing some kind of uniform. "Wow! Annabel," you say, opening the door wider. "It's been a long time..."
In the next few minutes she explains that she has just moved in and meant to call and see you before. You haven't seen her since you were classmates, and more, in High School and she had moved away. It's only when you invite her in that you see the double pushchair.
It barely fits through the door and when its inside you see the two small children sitting up and looking around. "David and Mary," Annabel says. She explains that you are the only person she knows locally and now she has a major problem. She started work at one of the big prestige stores in town (now you recognise the uniform) and today's her first day. Her problem is that the woman who was supposed to babysit the twins had phoned in sick. With today being her first day, she really has to go and has no time to arrange any alternative.
"All I need is for someone to keep an eye on them for a couple of hours while I get to work and then phone round the agencies to get them picked up."
What could you say. When you were both thirteen, you and Annabel were fucking like bunnies every chance you got and she near broke your heart when her family moved away. Now she is back, but with a pair of cute toddlers in tow. You had done quite a few gigs together as babysitters, so she knew that you could change a nappy. A few minutes later, she hands you a bag will all the stuff toddlers need and her front door key (just in case), you swap phone numbers and she id gone at a run.
"So, which of you is which," you say as you undo the straps and lift the almost identical kids out of the pushchair. "What's your name," you ask the first one.
"I'm David, thas Mawy," he says.
They are both wearing a kind of one-piece outfit that's clearly too warm for in your place, so you unzip David and extract him, followed by his sister. This leaves them both wearing nappies and vests. Helpfully David's is blue and Mary's pink. As soon as they are unencumbered they promptly toddle off to explore. Annabel didn't say, but you guess their age at around two and a half. You have a quick scout round to check for anything they might break or hurt themselves with and turn the TV on to distract them while you make coffee and decide what to do.