She Wants Me

Summary: 38 year old married man, asked by a friend to paint someone’s 
house. This man finds himself helping a single mother of three kids. At 
some point she flirts with him, and throws paint at him. Before long he 
has to take a shower to wash off paint, but finds this woman doing it 
for him. After, she picks out a cute outfit for him to wear. Her flirts 
cause him to become aroused enough to have an accident in his shorts. 
She finds herself taking care of a big baby.

This story begins with myself being asked to help a friend of a friend 
paint some rooms in this house. The next morning I arrived at this 
house to start painting. It was still pretty early in the morning and 
found this woman still dressed in her sleep attire. She opened the door 
and was shocked to see her in a white lacy type robe. At the bottom, I 
couldn't help but notice the white shear stockings and spiked heels. I 
knew right away I was in trouble as I couldn't take my eyes off this 
woman. She was a tall redhead, younger than myself. I kept thinking 
about my wife and kids, but it was still hard to even talk. She 
apologized for not being dressed and invited me over to have coffee at 
the table. When I sat down, she began to fill my cup, and explain what 
she needed me to do. Over time she moved closer to me, the robe would 
just sway in the breeze of her movements. At one point it flew open, 
and she didn't even try to hide it. What I saw next was enough to make 
run to the bathroom. Underneath was nothing but a lacy bra and panty, 
with those wonderful garters that hugged her hips. I had seen this 
woman in passing before at school open house. She had a son, my son's 
age, and two teenage girls. Finally, I shook off the male motors, 
finished my coffee, and got started. Every once in a while she would 
pop in to see how I was doing. She had changed her clothes, or at least 
I thought. At one point she popped in wearing a cute top with a white 
lacy mini, and the stockings that I saw before. My head was spinning, 
as I kept telling my male organ to go back to whatever it was doing 
before. Before I knew it, it was lunch time, and dinner was served. She 
kept flirting with me, and explained she did not have a lot of money to 
pay me. I told her I didn't mind helping her out, what else was I going 
to say. She told me she knew my wife and had spoke with her earlier 
this morning. I wondered how she knew her, but I still couldn't get my 
mind off of her. At one point she put her hand on my back and told me 
to try her bagel.

My heart was pounding, and I kept adjusting in my seat as I was running 
out of room real fast. She kept calling me her little baby, that he 
needs this and that. It was time to go back and finish, but I wondered 
how I was going to stand up now that the bulge in my shorts was huge. 
She just kept on about how cute I was and that she would love to have a 
strong man around to help out. I finally told her I had to get back to 
work and finish, and I stood up. She just burst out laughing, saying 
her little baby has a big problem, doesn't he? I looked down and saw 
this tiny wet spot on my gray shorts. I must have been three shades of 
red, and scurried away. She said, "You know what mommies have to do 
with little boys who wet their pants?" I didn't answer her, and went 
back to work. I was just about finished, and she walked in with this 
big smile on her face. Is my baby almost done soaking himself? I just 
smiled back, and played shy. Well, the next thing I knew it, she was 
throwing paint at me. Seeing her in that pretty outfit, I couldn't 
retaliate. Awww, does my baby need a change? Seems mommy needs to get 
her little baby in a nice baby bath. Well, there was no hiding the fact 
I was aroused, and if I didn't get some relief soon, I would have to 
run away. The next thing I knew, she was leading me to the bathroom. At 
one point I stopped thinking, what do I do. She just grabbed my hand 
and said "lets go little boy," and then gave me a slight tap on my 
bottom. To my surprise, there was news paper already on the floor, and 
a bath drawn. My heart was pounding so hard, I figured she could hear 
it. She began to undress me, and I panicked. She said, "Look at you, a 
mere infant who needs mommy to clean you all up." I tried to make 
excuses, that I could do it myself, and maybe she should leave me for a 
short while, get a towel, or something. She just kept undressing me. 
"Awww, are you shy?" Before I knew it, I was standing there naked, 
trying to hide my aroused condition. She slapped my hand away and said, 
"I want to see my cute little baby." I basically dove in the bath to 
escape certain embarrassment. She began to scrub the paint from my hair 
and body, paying close attention to my privates. She asked me to just 
lay back and enjoy. At one point she rubbed baby oil over my whole 
body, and next I knew she was asking baby to "come for mommy." Well, it 
was over before it began, but she didn't stop. "Mommy will be right 
back," and she returned with the smallest towel I ever saw. Somehow the 
oil must have got the paint off, and I was asked to get out to be dried 
off. She did it all, and once again began to arouse me. She told me to 
finish drying off and change into the clothes she left me in the 
bedroom. I heard her go down the stairs, and I ran into the room and 
closed the door, but no way to lock it. I looked around and found what 
she left for me to wear. It was the same white satin slip with a pair 
of white shear stockings. I thought this must be a mistake, that was 
what she was wearing this morning. Then there was a knock at the door, 
and she walked in. I backed up to the corner, and tried to cover myself 
with this little hand towel. "Why aren't you dressed?" I said there was 
nothing for me to wear, she said, "this is all I have for you." I said 
no way am I wearing this. She lunged at me, grabbed my hair and dragged 
me to the bed. Before I knew it, I was on her lap being spanked like a 
child. I couldn't believe what was happening to me, and after a few 
more, I just gave into her. My tool was rubbing against her stockings 
and I was about to blow, when she finally pushed me onto the bed. As I 
was rolled onto the bed from her lap, I found myself back on my 
stomach. She put her face to mine and whispered, " I know what is best 
for you." She then reached over the side of the bed and brought up what 
appeared to be an old pair of pantyhose. She then grabbed my hands 
while kissing me on the lips, and put my hands over my head. To my 
surprise, she was tying my hands to the head of the bed. For whatever 
reason, I didn't fight her, I guess I just gave in to the fantasy. She 
left the room for a moment, and then returned with a pile of things. 
Before I knew it, she was placing some sort of pad under my bottom. I 
asked her what it was, and she told me it was a changing pad, and I 
didn't know what that was. Next, she started rubbing baby lotion on my 
privates, and legs. Then she rolled me to my side and did my bottom and 
backs of my legs. That sweet smell and her soft hands were enough to 
send me into orbit. She returned with more things. She placed a nipple 
in my mouth, and said, "get used to sucking nipples, baby." And then 
proceeded to shake powder all over my body. Now, the smell of baby 
powder alone was enough to bring on the fireworks, but having it rubbed 
all over me just put my tool in spasm. And she just smiled at me as her 
hands just ran over my tool. She then said “it seems my little baby has 
a big problem." I said nothing, but I closed my eyes as the 
embarrassment was too much to bear. She said " I told you what mommie 
would have to do if you wet yourself again?" I made the mistake of 
asking what. Before I knew it, she had my penis in her hand, and she 
was playing with it. I tried so hard to resist her wonderful strokes, 
but found myself squirming all over. She said, "This is why mommie had 
to tie your hands." I just exploded all over, and she reached down and 
cleaned herself and me with the disposable changing pad. "I just love 
seeing you have these cute adorable accidents all over yourself. I was 
working hard to catch my breath as she started wiping me with a baby 
wipe. "It seems mommie needs to get you into something a little more 
appropriate." With that, she produced a plastic disposable diaper, and 
lifted my legs, and slid it under my bottom. "This is what mommies have 
to do with their naughty babies". Before I knew it, I was snug as a 
bug. I couldn't believe how aroused I was again! I wanted to just hide 
my face, but couldn't. And then she began to roll up those stockings in 
her hands. At this point, I think I was just hypnotized with her 
actions. She reached down, and began to try to pull them over my foot. 
I began to resist, and throw my legs around so she couldn't do it. She 
put the stocking down, rolled me over, and started spanking my diaper. 
She then proceeded to pull the stocking up my leg. The feeling of that 
stocking on my foot just drove me crazy, as she finished the other leg. 
I couldn't believe the soft texture, and found myself at boiling point 
again. She began to run her fingers up the stockings and down around 
the bottom of my foot. It was driving me crazy. At one point she just 
rested her hand over the top of my diaper. I really knew nothing about 
this woman, but I was having feelings I never felt before. Between the 
soft texture of the diaper, and the silky feeling on my legs, I was in 
trouble again, and had this overwhelming feeling of needing relief. 
"Mommy knows just what you need baby." "Don't worry, I will take good 
care of you." "These diapers will be are little secret for the time 
being, or at least until the baby sitter arrives." I began to wonder 
how long she plans to keep me, and what excuse I was going to use to 
tell my wife. She said, "Don't worry, your wife knows where you are." 
It was though she was reading my mind. I really needed to relieve 
myself soon, and found myself squirming again. She then got up, and 
left the room.

To be continued.