Tag: Diaper boy

Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

My friend Donna has a son who is way too old for a babysitter, but for some reason, she always hires him one when she goes out. She says something about if he’s going to still live in her house at his age, then he’ll need to deal with a sitter. His normal babysitter canceled last minute, and Donna begged me to come stay with him so she could keep her plans.

I didn’t have any plans, so I agreed to hang out with him. I never minded babysitting. When I got to her house though, she pulled me aside and whispered, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before. I’m so embarrassed by it, but Mark is still a bedwetter. If you don’t want to change his sheets in the morning, just make him wear one of his diapers.” I didn’t really know how to respond; he was like a freshman! I did not expect to be on diaper duty tonight!

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

The grocery store was bustling with people trying to start their weekend fun. Everyone smelled of sunscreen and was hauling bags of ice, just itchy to fire up the bar-b-que. I was only there for the few necessities id run out of, but I do love people watching; you can see so many types of people here at the grocery store. Everyone’s gotta eat, right?

As I finished strolling around the aisles, I made my way to the checkout. All the lines were long, but I didn’t mind. I pushed my buggy over to the closest line and checked out the group in front of me. Three men, maybe in their late twenties, chatted together. The one closest to me was leaning over the buggy, the one in front of him had a twenty-four pack in his hands, and the other was prattling on about how hot Kelly was going to look in her bikini. I focused my attention on the man leaning over the buggy. Was that a diaper I spy poking from his shorts? Busted!

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