Sleeping Sitter

Sleep Sitter: An Erotic Sex Story

Jocelyn had always loved her job as a sleep sitter. It was an unusual profession for a twenty-five-year-old woman, but she enjoyed the variation in the people and settings she encountered every night. But tonight was different. When she arrived at the client’s house, the door was already open and the lights were still on. She could hear the shower running and assumed the client was still getting ready for bed. As she entered the house, she noticed a strong smell of incense and an air of sensuality. She realized that this was something different to a regular sleep sitting job.

The client was a middle-aged man who had requested a sleep sitter experience. He was looking for someone to stay the night, to be intimate with him and ensure he got a good night’s sleep. Jocelyn was a little taken aback, but it didn’t take her long to adjust to the unexpected situation. She resolved to make the most of the opportunity.

The man, who introduced himself as Carl, offered Jocelyn a glass of wine and she accepted, feeling the tension and excitement in the air. She felt a magnetic draw to him, a kind of chemistry she had not previously experienced. They talked and flirted, exchanging stories and sharing experiences.

As the conversation continued and the wine flowed, the atmosphere became more charged. Jocelyn felt a heat between them, a physical desire that had been simmering since the moment she stepped through the door. She made her move, taking Carl’s hand in hers and guiding him to the bedroom.

The sex that followed was intense, as though their bodies had been drawn together by an invisible force. They kissed and caressed, exploring each other’s bodies with slow, languorous strokes. Jocelyn felt herself being taken to new heights of pleasure, as Carl’s mouth feasted on her body with soft, passionate kisses. She felt like they were one, and the thought filled her with an almost spiritual pleasure.

The night passed in a blur of pleasure and new sensations. Jocelyn felt as though she was discovering a new world, one she had never before even dreamed of. As the morning light began to creep through the curtains, they lay in each other’s arms, both content in the knowledge that they had shared something special.

Jocelyn finished her shift and left, not knowing what the future held for them. But she did know one thing for certain; she had experienced something extraordinary. Her experience as a sleep sitter had opened her eyes to a world of passion and pleasure she had never imagined, and she knew she would never forget it.