Casey called out “Bath time, Tyler!” as she leaned on the wall. Madison was beside her, texting. “Who are you chatting with, Maddie?”
Madison’s thumbs kept moving as she spoke. “Em. She said Conner is taking her to the movies tonight.” Madison giggled. “I told her to watch his hands.”

Casey looked at Tyler as he walked down the hall to the two high sophomores. She smiled at him; he was a very cute boy. Almost pretty, really, since his mom kept his hair quite long. He was tow headed, with shoulder length straight blond hair, so blond it was almost clear if you looked at it up close. Tyler had turned 5 recently and Casey had been babysitting for him since before he was walking. He had on his Spiderman tee shirt, and was holding his Spiderman pajamas in his hands.

“Mom said I could wear these.”

Casey grinned at him. “She told me they were very dirty and you could not sleep in them, and you needed to sleep in the Pooh set your grandma bought you until your mom gets the laundry done.”

Tyler rolled his eyes and made a face. “You’re no fun.”

Casey smiled widely as she leaned down, getting nose to nose with him. “Me? No fun? Ha!” She gave him a quick kiss on the nose as she stodd back up. Tyler blushed, looking up at Madison, who was still preoccupied with her texting.

Casey hugged Tyler to her, his face pressing into her belly. She relaxed the hug, and squatted down slowly, running her small breasts across the boy’s face as she went down. “You can’t say I’m no fun, can you sweetie?” Her hands rested on the boy’s hips, her finger tips curling under the hem of his shorts.

Tyler smiled and looked down for a second, before looking up to Madison, then back to Casey. “No. You’re the best baby sitter ever.”

Casey kissed the child again on his forehead as she slid one hand slowly around to his front, her fingers stroking his belly as they moved. As she smiled at him, she moved her hand so that the heel of it pressed gently on the tiny bulge in his pants as she unbuttoned his shorts. “Get your potty business done Tyler, and then meet us in your mom and dad’s bathroom.”

“Why in there, Casey?”

She slid her hand into his underwear, catching the tiny dick between her index and middle fingers. “Madison will be with us, and your bathtub is too small for 3.”

Tyler gasped with pleasure as Casey squeezed his dick, and he looked up at Madison. She was looking down at him, a shy smile on her lips. Her pale skin was so flushed that it almost hid the red head’s millions of freckles. “Casey says she’s taught you to be really sweet to girls, Tyler.” She giggled nervously. “You will be my first boy. I hope that’s ok.”