The Sitter

Hi Readers! I have a new Randy story. I know you guys like how in Crossing Rhodes he isn't a creeper. But I just want to write Randy a little different. He won't be a super perv creeper in this, but just a little different from how I usual write him.
Oh and since it hasn't been said official what Randy got suspended for I'm just going with smoking weed.

Randy's POV

60 days... 60 fucking days. I can't believe I got caught. I've been smoking weed for a year now and never get caught when they test us. But I just had to get faded before I got on the plane. I feel like I just got taken back to 2006. Paul and Vince are pissed at me. My dad is ashamed. All my boys keep calling me to see what's up. I haven't been picking up. I don't need their comments right now. I was trying to find the silver living thinking I can spend time with Sam and Alanna. Sam is on her independent woman shit lately with the make up business, that I paid for. She is treating me like I'm inferior to her. She's forgetting without me she would not have half the shit she brags about.
"Randy!" She shrieked coming to our bedroom.
"Yes?" I looked up from the TV.
"You're still in your sweats! Oh my god, put something on Alanna's sitter is coming!"
"Why the fuck did you get a sitter?"
"Well I have to go to some make up conventions and I needed someone to take care of Alanna while I'm gone. I did not know you would get caught lighting up."
"Well cancel our something. I'm here now."
"No, I paid her for a full Summer of service." I got up.
"Last time I checked Alanna is my daughter too. I should know what you are doing with her." I said raising my voice slightly.
"Randy you're rarely home. I have to make decisions by myself sometimes!"
"Sh! I don't want to scare Alanna."
"Whatever, put something on. She'll be here in 20 minutes." She went back down the hall. I groaned and put on my basketball short and a black v-neck. I'm not down with Alanna having a babysitter. Her parents should be taking care of her, not a wild ass teenager. I went in the living room. Alanna was laying on the couch watching Bubble Guppies.
"Daddy!" She ran over to me. I picked her up kissing her small face.
"How's my baby girl?" I tickled her.
"Good." She giggled. I put her down.
"Now tell me Al. Do you want a babysitter? Or do you want to spend all day with daddy?" I knelled down.
"Daddy." She hugged me. I looked at Sam. She rolled her eyes the door bell rang.
"Oh, that must be her." Sam went to the door. I picked up Alanna following her.
"Hello Kayla!" Sam said hugging the girl. I didn't get a good look at her.
"Hello Mrs. Orton. It's nice to see you again." The girl walked into our home. She was petite little, cute thing. Long, ebony black hair. Beautiful face. Big brown eyes, pink pouted lips lightly tanned skin. She had on a jean jacket, white ruffle spaghetti strap top, with blue jeans, and brown cowboy boots. "Mind if I take your jacket?" Sam asked.
"No." She took her jacket off. Her tits sat up nicely. I looked at Alanna stopping myself from gawking at the sitter.
"Kayla, this is my husband, Randal." I gave her a dirty look. She knows I hate my full name.
"Randy is good or Mr. Orton. But Kayla was it?" She nodded her head.
"We won't need your services. I'll be home to take care of Al."
"Oh no no no. I'll be gone for 1 week plus with stepping up this business I'll bet out of town. Kayla don't worry."
"I can take care of our daughter by myself."
"Randy, you can't cook worth sh-" She looked at Alanna."
"You can't cook and I don't want Alanna eating fast food. Kayla can cook."
"My mom will have no problem cooking for us." The sitter coughed. She was in a very awkward position watching us bicker.
"Kayla watch Alanna please. I need to speak with my husband." I put Alanna down.
"Hi, Alanna I'm Kayla." Alanna waved.
"I like your Pony." She said gesturing to the toy in her hand.
"Her name is Candy. Wanna see her friends?"
"Sure, sweetie." Alanna took her hand leading her to the playroom.
"Randy, I paid for 3 months of service and there are no refunds."
"I don't care. I want quality time with Alanna."
"She's not here around the clock. I have her here right now because I'd thought you'd be in Spain. But you went back to your 'bud-dies'."
"Shut up, I don't need Alanna hearing."
"Randy, stop bitching. She was going to be house sitting for 1 week. But know since your here I guess she can cook."
"Wait how old is she?"
"16 going on 17."
"So you were trusting her with our place and our daughter!"
"Randy! She's certified to take care of children and highly recommended. I have to go or I'll be late for my flight." She went back in the living room.
"Al, give mommy kisses." Alanna ran over hugging Sam.
"Bye, mommy. I love you." She kissed her.
"I love you to, Honey. Be good for Kayla and daddy okay."
"I will." Sam smiled and grabbed her bags. I puckered my lips out for a kiss. Sam just walked by like I wasn't even there. Luckily, Alanna and the girl didn't notice.
"Would you like for me to cook breakfast Mr. Orton?" The girl asked standing up. I for real can't remember her name. But that body is unforgettable.
"Umm, sure. Alnimal what you want?"
"Pancakes."
"Same here."
"Okay pancakes coming up." I feel like I have a maid now. Alanna wasn't really watching TV so I changed the channel to the local news. I turned my head looking at the girl. She had a nice bubble ass. Why didn't they have girls like that when I was in high school.
'Stop being a pedophile Orton'
"Daddy, phone." I went in my pocket getting my iPhone out.
"What do you want to play, Al?"
"Angry Bird." She giggled I smiled and opened it for her. She started playing. I got up to get a water from the kitchen.
"Mr. Orton do you want something special in your pancakes?" She had a very sweet innocent voice.
"No, Alanna likes cinnamon though."
"Okay." I noticed she had a nose piercing. She has a nice nose too. It fits her face unlike Sam's. I sat back down on the couch. I should really try to get to know this girl if she'll be taking care of Alanna for 3 months.
"So what school do you go to?"
"St. Louis Heights High School. Home of the Lions." She said in a peeped up voice.
"So what grade are you going to?"
"Senior, class of 2013."
"That's nice. Are you in any clubs?"
"I'm a cheerleader." Alanna looked up.
"That's so cool! I wanna be one!"
"I'll teach you some of our routines later." Alanna put on the biggest smile.
"Okay!"
"Breakfast is ready. Do you guys ear at the table?"
"Yes." She our plates down. I picked up Alanna taking her to the table.
"Get her booster seat please." I gestured to the corner of the dining room. She went over to it. I held back my groan as she bent over. She came back over sitting the booster in the chair. Our hands touched as I sat Alanna down. I felt something electric she didn't really seem to notice.
"You aren't hungry?" I asked.
"Nope, I ate before I came here."
"Oh okay." I sat down. She went back in the kitchen.
"So umm Layla." She giggled.
"It's Kayla and yes Mr. Orton?"
"Oh sorry I'm bad with names. Who else have you sitted for?"
"My baby cousins, some of the families in the neighborhood. Some of my teachers kids."
"Oh, that's nice." She nodded putting away the clean dishes. Kayla's shirt rised some. Her stomach was tight I could see her small v lines from the low rise jeans she had on. Her belly button was pierced. Sam picked one hell of a sitter.
"I'll give you at tour after breakfast."
"Okay."
"These are yummy." Alanna said pouring syrup all over her plate.
"Hold your horses little one. I don't want Kayla having a hard time putting you down for your nap." I said putting the bottle down.
"Okay." She pouted taking a bit of her now soggy pancake. I laughed and kissed her head. We ate Kayla sat on the couch. I just can't stop watching her.
"You ready for the tour, Kayla?"
"Yes, Sir." I liked that she isn't a snobby teenager. She doesn't even look like a teenager more of a woman, but still had does innocent qualities.
"Al, play with your Barbies okay?"
"Okay, daddy." I showed Kayla around. I couldn't stop myself from staring down her shirt. She was very much shorter than me. I could notice she didn't have a bra on. Her tits are probably nice and perky.
"This is Sam and I's room right next to us is Alanna's. That's it."
"Okay, so what Alanna's sleeping schedule?"
"Well since it's Summer she can go to bed at 8 instead of 7. She doesn't like naps, but you'll learn how to not fall for her puppy dog eyes routine. Her naps are usually at one. I don't want her watching Jerry Springer or Maury mid day shit- excuse my language."
"It's fine. So are you going to be home all the time?"
"I'm umm on a vacation from work for 2 months. So yeah mostly so I can spend time with Alanna. But I might go out of town somedays."
"Okay, Sam sent me a list of things Alanna can't eat and the rules of your home."
"Oh, I have one more room to show you." I took her to my office.
"This is we're the camera monitors are. You can see the backyard, front door, garage, living room, Alanna's room, and the guest room."
"Wow."
"I know. I just can't risk anything. I'll give you the code to lock the house in case you have to lock up."
"Okay, Mr. Orton."
"Call me Randy. Mr. Orton makes me feel old."
"I can't that's a strict rule at agency."
"How would they know. You mic'd?" She smiled. Damn I'd be all up on her if she was legal.
"I just can't. I'm sorry. Is their any other rules that Sam didn't give me?" I looked at the list. Sam was being so strict.
"You can talk on your phone. As long as you're not cussing. And you can use our computer if you need to just go on the guest account. I'm sorry about earlier Sam can be cranky in the morning."
"It wasn't a problem, Sir." She walked out. She's so damn professional. I licked my lips staring at her ass. She must be a wild child when she's around her friends I can only imagine. When she walked back into the living room Alanna had all her dolls set up.
"Wow, Alanna you have a lot of toys." She laughed.
"My daddy gets them." She giggled. I picked her up.
"Because you're my little Angel." I started tickling her belly. Kayla smiled at us. I guess being around her won't be that bad. I put Alanna back down.
"Kay, you look like my doll." She said grabbing her Brat doll with black hair.
"Ah, thank you. She was my favorite when I was little."
"Can I comb your hair?" Alanna asked making a face you cannot say no to.
"No, Alanna I bought you that Barbie toy to do that to." I said pointing to her salon Barbie.
"It's okay Mr. Orton my hair has been through worse." She giggled Alanna grabbed her hand sitting her by the fake hair tools. I laughed as Alanna started putting barrettes throughout her hair.

"Daddy look!" Alanna squealed. Kayla's hair looked crazy. Alanna put on her color clip ins, barrettes, and hair ties.
"Don't I look fabulous!" Kayla laughed. Alanna hugged her.
"Yes!" She yawned.
"I caught you." I said getting off the couch.
"Daddy no sleep." She whined.
"Yes, you're tired. I promise you won't miss anything." Alanna sighed and put her brush down.
"Okay, can Kayla do it?"
"Sure." Kayla picked her up and took her to her room. She took out her hair ties and put her under her sheet.
"Do you like to be tucked in?"
"No." She shook her head.
"Okay, no tucking. What animal do you want?"
"Puppy!"
"Puppy it is." She said getting it from off the shelf.
"Here you go, Hun."
"Thank you." I walked in.
"Give Daddy a kiss." She kissed me.
"When can I wake up?"
"In a hour." I replied rubbing her cheek.
"How long is a hour?"
"Two episodes of SpongeBob."
"Okay."
"Have a nice nap, Al." I said leaving out Kayla followed behind.
"You did a good job. It usually takes her forever to get her down for her nap."
"I'm trained in different techniques."
"Oh, does the school teach you?"
"Yes, and I go to classes. I want to be in a career taking care of kids. Doing this over the summer helps me with college."
"Oh, that's good."

Kayla's POV

I was sitting in the living room with Mr. Orton. He's nicer than I expected. Sam made him sound like he was some rude old man. It was awkward watching them bicker earlier. Alanna had a scared look on her face. It's strange having him here with me, but he's not that bad to look at. None of the fathers I sit for are this hot. I shook off my thoughts. I have a great boyfriend.
"So what do you do for fun?" He asked looking at me. He's still very intimidating.
"Umm the usually things. Shopping, hanging out with friends. Cheer leading."
"That's cool, so what position or whatever they call it."
"I'm captain and I do a lot of tumbling."
"Impressive." I smiled.
"So what do your parents do?"
"My dad owns a owns different franchises like Starbucks, 7-Eleven. My mom stays at home." I hope he doesn't think I'm a spoiled brat.
"That's cool." He nodded.
"So are you guys taking a family vacation?"
"They didn't really take me. They're vacationing in Europe for the summer."
"So you're home alone?"
"Yes, they've been doing it every summer since I was 13."
"I bet you throw crazy parties, huh?" He laughed.
"No, they'd kill me."
"So you're in high school and your parents left you alone over the summer and you're not taking advantage."

Randy's POV

"I invite my close friends over, but I don't really like big parties." She shrugged. I love innocent girls turning them out is the best.
"You a home body?"
"No, I just don't like big parties then cleaning about after."
"I feel you. So how many boyfriends does a pretty girl like you have?" I blushed.
"Just one. I promise I won't let him in here."
"You seem like a good seed I'm not worried."
"Thank you, Sir." She took her lip gloss out. I lightly moaned seeing her pucker her lips applying her pink lip gloss.

Sam's POV

"Hey Sam." My friend Lauren said hugging me when she arrived at the airport. She was m business partner.
"Hey, girl."
"Where's little Alanna?"
"Oh, I got a babysitter. Randy bitched about it."
"Was is that perky little one with the black hair?"
"Yes, Kayla."
"And Randy is there with her right now?"
"Yes, since he's back to lighting up he got suspended."
"You better take your ass back home. You can't trust Randy with her."
"What do you mean?" She rolled her eyes.
"You have some young horny teenager around someone like Randy?"
"What do you mean someone like Randy?" I know he's a fuck up, but he's still my man.
"He's a asshole. He's probably thinking of ways to get in her right now."
"She's 16." I retorted.
"So, she probably won't tell. The minute they put Alanna down for her nap. He'll have her in your bed."
"No, he won't he has a conscious."
"You better call him. If he's breathing hard we have a problem."
"I trust Randy. He's in love with me. I'm in love with him."
"Okay, but you better use that camera in the living room." I sighed trying not to believe her words.

Randy's POV

"Time to wake up Alanna." I said.
"Do you want my help?"
"Yes." She got up and followed behind me. I looked over my shoulder. She keeps her head down a lot.
"So when you wake Alanna don't shake her just pat her a couple times."
"Okay, Mr. Orton." It turns me on some much hearing say that.
"Alanna, wake up." Alanna's eyes fluttered.
"Hi." Kayla said smiling.
"Hi." She said pulling back her sheet.
"Daddy, do I have to fix my bed."
"Nah, you're getting back in it later."
"But mommy make me fix it."
"Well mommy isn't here is she?" I looked around.
"No." She giggled and ran at me. I picked her up.
"Can we watch NightMare Before Christmas?"
"Yes, after we have ice cream for dinner." She screamed.
"Ah, my ears." I said she giggled. Kayla smiled at us.
"Can Kay stay for dinner?" Alanna asked.
"If she wants." I looked at her.
"I don't want to intrude."
"You're not."
"Pwweease?" Alanna pouted.
"Okay." I smiled.
"Yay!"

I left the house to go get lunch for the girls. There is something about Kayla. I would never trust someone being alone with her. But Kayla just has something about her. Then there's the fact I want to pin her legs by her ear and drill that pussy to until she cums over and over for me. She has to be 16, really? No 16 years old looked like that when I was in high school. I know I should be thinking I shouldn't cheat on Sam, but she's on some other shit lately. All these "BasketBall Wives" and "Love and Hip-Hop" chicks have her wanting to be all I'm Every Women. That's until she comes to me and ask for my card to go shopping with.
"Daddy! You took forever!" Alanna said when I walked through the door.
"There was traffic lady bug."
"What's traffic?"
"People were blocking daddy's way."
"That's mean." She crossed her arms. I laughed and put the pizza on the table.
"Where's Kayla?" I asked looking around the living room.
"Ba room." I laughed.
"The what?"
"The Ba room."
"The bathroom?" I tickled her.
"Yeah." I smiled and went down the hall. Kayla walked out the bathroom running into my chest. She fell back onto the bathroom floor. Her legs were wide open. I just want to join her on the floor and taste her sweet, young pussy.
"I'm sorry." I wrapped my arms around her torso picking her up. Her chest was pressed firmly against me. She looked up at me with beautiful light brown eyes.
"Thanks." She backed away and looked down.
"You're welcome. I just have a question?"
"Yes?" She asked.
"Why are you always looking at the ground?"
"It's um just." She looked at me.
"You're very intimidating. All the dads I work for are clean cut and wear their dress shirts and slacks." I looked at myself in the mirror. I can see why she's intimidated. I'm not that all American side part in the hair guy.
"Don't be I'm a nice guy. I know it doesn't look like it, but I'm not the guy you see on TV."
"You're on TV?" I chuckled.
"I wrestle for the WWE."
"Oh, I heard of it."
"I'm Randy Orton. You know RKO? The Viper? Monday night Raw?" I can't believe she never heard of me and she lives in Missouri.
"My parents didn't let me watch it when I was little, so I'm not really into it now."
"Oh, well. That's what I do."
"That's nice." She tucked her hair behind her ear. I can still tell she's scared of me.
"Don't be afraid. You're going to be around me a lot. We have to get use it." I touched her side. She gave me a weak smile and walked past me.

Kayla's POV

I'm not intimidated by Randy. I'm turned on by him. My hormones are already crazy because I'm a teenager and then I see him and my panties get wet.
"Alanna what are you doing?" Randy asked seeing her standing on a chair picking at the pizza.
"I'm hungry." He laughed looking at the pizza.
"Well this is your slice." He said grabbing the slice with no pepperonis on it putting it on her Disney Princess plate.
"Daddy I don't want vegetables."
"You need to eat them so you can be strong and healthy."
"But they're nasty."
"If you want to be a cheerleader you have to eat vegetables to be strong, isn't that right Kayla?" Alanna looked up at me.
"Yep, veggies are yummy especially on pizza."
"Okay." She smiled taking her plate.

I ate lunch with them and played with Alanna more while Mr. Orton watched TV.

Randy's POV

Kayla was on all fours playing with Alanna. Her ass cheeks were out. I grabbed a throw pillow covering the hump in my jeans. This little girl is driving me crazy.

It was getting closer to dinner so set out three bowls for ice cream.
"You can put a bowl back Mr. Orton. I'm going to head home."
"You sure? You can stay. Neither me or Alanna will mind."
"Yes I'm sure. I'll be back tomorrow around 10." She said grabbing her jacket.
"Bye Alanna." Alanna ran from the living room giving her a hug.
"Bye bye Kayla."
"Bye, sweetie I'll see you tomorrow." As she opened the door I picked Alanna up.
"Bye." She said again before leaving. I looked through the front window.
"Her car is cute." Alanna said. She had a red Mini Cooper.
"Very, come on time to make Sundays."

Kayla's POV

I got home and went immediately to my room and called my best friend Claire.
"Hey Kayla! How was babysitting?"
"Good, their daughter is so sweet."
"Did you get to meet the dad?"
"Yes, he's cool."
"Who did you get again?"
"The Ortons."
"Hold up. The Ortons? Randy Orton?"
"Yes, he told me he wrestles is he like good?" Claire had two little brothers so I'm guessing she knows something.
"Girl! Where have you been? He's the top guy. He's in a K-Mart commercial on the cover of their video game. He's suspended right now."
"For what?"
"Smoking that Khalifa or at least that's what I read."
"Whoa. Has he been in trouble before?"
"Yep, he's a bad boy. I'm so jealous. I have to spend my summer up in Canada with my family while you get to make goggly eyes at Randy." I sighed.
"At least you have family to be with."
"I'm sorry. Look on the bright side. You could end up like one of those porns. Nailing the babysitter." I blushed.
"Oh my god no!"
"Girl look him up on google. He is pure concentrated sex." I laughed.
"Whatever bye." I hung up and grabbed my laptop and googled him.
He is fucking built. I just thought he was skinny under that shirt. But he has crazy sexy abs and his thighs are thicker than mine. I saw he had a somewhat nude picture of him getting out a shower. I can't babysit around him after seeing these pictures.
"Just don't make eye contact tomorrow and you'll be fine." I said to myself.

Randy's POV

I put Alanna to bed and went in my bathroom. Kayla is permanently stuck in my head. Those sexy legs, plump ass, perky fat tits. Them pink lips belong around my dick. I looked down. My dick most feel the same. I took it into my hand and started jerking off imaging Kayla jumping around in her cheer outfit for me.
"Daddy, where are you?" Alanna said knocking on the bathroom door.
"Fuck, Uhhh give daddy a minute Al." I tried to think of something to relieve my throbbing erection. I thought of Sam and it went away immediately. I don't think that's good for a marriage.
"Daddy!"
"Here I come." I opened the door.
"I wanna sleep in the big bed."
"You know mommy would say no, but we've broken some rules already so this is nothin." I picked her up and laid down in bed.
"I like Kayla, daddy."
"That's good sweetie."
"She's pretty. Do you think she's pretty?"
"Yes, she's very pretty." I smirked.
"Do you think she's more pretty than mommy?" I gulped.
"No one is prettier than your mommy." Good save.
"Okay."
"Goodnight I love you." I said kissing her.
"I love you." I said a little pray before going to sleep.
'God, please don't let me dream of Kayla while Alanna is in bed. A man'

So what do you guys think? I just have been wanting to write Randy a little differently from Crossing Rhodes. He want be psycho or anything just more… for himself. And if you want to see how Kayla looks hit up my bio.