Stretching the Sitter

I had known George a while. Ever since his wife had left suddenly, leaving him to bring up Billy, AND hold down a stressful job in sales
I had to stay overnight a lot to babysit for him
He had watched me grow into a woman. And I had fallen for him, his kind eyes, his greying hair, his endless capacity for tenderness.
Tonight was just another night. Me in the spare room, Billy asleep, and George coming in to check on me, as he did every time I sat for him.
Expect that tonight I have something for him. I have baited my hook. I will show him that I am now a woman, with desires and wants.
And I want him!
I want to take him in my arms and show him that there is life after what he has been through. I will take him tenderly, kiss him on the lips, move down his body and show him that it’s ok to want another woman.
That it’s ok to want me!