The summer after my junior year in college I worked as a nanny for a rich couple in the suburbs just outside of Detroit. I spent almost every day with their daughter, their only child, Annie. Annie was four, and a bundle of energy. I would often find myself sweating after having chased her for hours in a game of tag all over their huge mansion.
Every day around six Annie's mom would come home so I could leave for an evening writing seminar I was attending. When I had taken the job, I was told either Mr. or Mrs. Novak would be home in time to give Annie dinner at 6 so I could go, but by July I had still never seen Mr. Novak.
He was clearly the main breadwinner, always at work, never at home and Annie doted on him. She would spend hours showing me pictures of things she had done with her dad, going to the zoo etc. Mr. Novak was a fit man in his early forties, muscular and lean with broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist and he was almost always dressed immaculately, even at the beach, the zoo, and the photos I often saw him in. There was something sensuous about his dark brown eyes and his playful, crooked smile.
When July came that summer it was hotter than it had been in years, and all Annie ever wanted to do was run through the sprinkler. One day, I proposed a super soaker fight instead. Being 5'8" and fairly trim with pert but round smallish B cup breasts I hasn't worn a bra that day under my snug lavender tank top. Not planning ahead, as soon as I stepped out the door Annie soaked me and my shirt was immediately see through, the cold water instantly causing my nipples to rise to attention. Realizing my mistake I headed back inside to quickly dry off and grab my thin long-sleeved t-shirt I had worn that morning. As I watched Annie play from the kitchen window I blotted my front with a dish towel. It was only four o'clock at that point, and I gave little thought to anyone else being home. The Novak's had a cleaning service that came once a week, but the maid had already come and gone. I pulled up a little of my t-shirt, revealing my smooth stomach and attempted to ring the bottom of my shirt into the sink. It worked so well I checked quickly to see if Annie was going to come into the house before peeling off my wet shirt all together and wringing it into the sink. I pulled my thin, long-sleeved shirt on in place of the tank top and wrung it out a few more times before turning to hang my shirt over the back of one of the kitchen chairs.
Just as I turned around I heard a sharp intake of breath, it was Mr. Novak, leaning up against the pantry behind me. He looked a little ashamed to be caught watching me, but by the bulge in his slacks I could tell he had been enjoying it. I quickly blushed and buttoned the half set of buttons at the chest to cover up my still excited nipples. As we stared at each other rather awkwardly Annie came running into the house, breaking the tension, "Daddy!" She squealed jumping into his arms as he spun her quickly around and set her back down.
"Aren't you going to introduce me?" He asked her with a smile, and Annie quickly turned and said, "Daddy this is Katie! Silly. Can she stay for dinner? Please? Please?" Mr. Novak looked up at me quickly gauging my response to his daughter's suggestion.
"I'm sorry, sweetie" I said crouching down next to Annie, "but I have a class tonight. Maybe next week, ok?" Annie smiled sweetly and hugged me good-bye. She then turned and headed back out into the yard.
"It was a pleasure to meet you." Mr. Novak said with a smile, before turning and following his daughter.
That night I dreamed about Mr. Novak. I had only recently been through a bad break-up and Mr. Novak was the first man I had really thought about since then. While I knew it was wrong, he was married after all and I was younger than him by at least ten years as well as his nanny, but there was just something about him that made me wet, very wet, and I found myself massaging my breasts, nipples, and clit while thinking of him many nights after returning from their house. I'd get in the tub and let my hands wander over my body, pretending they were his hands, massaging my pert breasts, smooth skin, and hot, moist, pussy. From that fateful afternoon onwards I saw increasingly more of Mr. Novak. He now beat his wife home almost every day and would often invite me to stay for dinner claiming, "I'm sure a college student could do with a free meal!" About a week after we had first met, his wife flew to Seattle for a conference and Mr. Novak asked me to stay later to help get Annie to bed. I didn't have class that night and I knew she could be a handful when her mother was gone, so I willingly agreed.
That night Mr. Novak decided to take us out for pizza as a special treat. We were led to a booth in the back and seated. Annie, as usual, insisted on sitting by herself to color her placemat on the booth seat instead of the table and I slid into the booth opposite her, Mr. Novak following me in. Conversation was light, Annie kept us laughing as usual. After we had eaten and Annie had gotten some ice cream she started to doze off in the booth. Mr. Novak turned to me. "So Katie, what's your major?" he asked with a smile, clearly turning the conversation to adult topics.
"Early childhood development actually" I told him, "I hope to be a psychologist someday."
"Oh, that's wonderful," He agreed with a smile, angling his body towards mine in the booth. Suddenly, I felt his hand on my knee, the warmth pulsating through the fabric of my jeans, shooting straight to my core. I wondered if he knew how wet he had just made me. His dark eyes gauged mine, waiting for a response. He slowly began rubbing my thigh and I inhaled sharply before smiling to encourage him. That was all the encouragement he needed. With a smile his hand inched upwards slowly, hidden beneath the checkered table cloth. As he reached the top of my thigh he extended one finger and slowly rubbed it against my crotch, the rough fabric of my jeans creating incredible friction on my pussy. I gasped slightly, thankful both for the dim lighting and the loud table behind us. I inched forward a little, spreading my legs slightly and allowing him better access, at my willingness he chuckled a little and began rubbing two fingers against the crotch of my jeans. As I tried not to moan I slowly slipped one of my hands beneath the table and let it wander to his dick. He was already clearly aroused and it became increasingly apparent to me that he and Ms. Novak hadn't had sex in quite some time. I began to run my fingers over his dick, straining as it was in his jeans. I heard his breathing quicken a little and knew he was responding to what I was doing.
"We should go." He said abruptly, glancing at Annie who had stirred just a little. He rose quickly and picked her up, heading for the cash register. A little bewildered, I followed behind, my cunt dripping wet inside my jeans, begging for more.
They lived only a short distance from the restaurant and once in the car there wasn't much time for talk before we reached their home. Mr. Novak whisked Annie up the stairs and quickly put her to bed while I grabbed my few things from their living room. When he came back down the stairs I was waiting for him in front of their large oak, hardwood door. "It's payday isn't it?" he asked with a little smile, fishing in his pocket for a check. Finally pulling it out, he reached out to hand it to me. I took it from him, intentionally letting my hand linger in his, and he smiled evilly at my forwardness. Before I knew what was happening he had pushed me back against the door and was kissing me hard, nibbling at my lips, and caressing and cupping my ass from behind. I felt his cock, rising to attention again quickly as he ground against me. His tongue felt so good in my mouth as his need, almost violent, seemed to overcome him. He tore at my shirt, pulling off buttons as it opened to reveal my breasts, nipples straining against the thin lace bra I had worn that day. He moaned a little at the sight of them, and quickly lowered his head, sucking one nipple into his mouth while massaging my other breast, his teeth gently pinched my nipple while his tongue flicked it. I moaned at his precision. How could this man know so accurately what my body wanted? I ran my fingers through his hair, encouraging him, and simultaneously ground harder against him, my pussy still swollen from out encounter in the pizzeria. Suddenly, we both heard footsteps. He quickly stepped away from me, shoving my shirt together, and I held it in place and tried to look composed. "Daddy?" Annie asked sleepily from the top of the landing, "Can I have some water?"
"Sure." Mr. Novack replied quietly, "I'll bring it right up to you, ok?" Annie nodded and turned back to her room.
"I should probably go." I announced, my conscious kicking in despite the wet throbbing between my legs. I didn't wait for a response, merely walked out to my car and got in. I only made it one block before I had to pull the car over and finish myself, I was so unfocused. I unzipped my jeans and slid my hand between my legs, my fingers thrusting quickly into my pussy and circling my clit while I thought of Mr. Novak. It took me only seconds to cum hard, crying out as I soaked my panties and my hand.
The next day his wife came home from Seattle and for about a week she came home first instead of him. I started to wonder if he regretted what had almost happened between us. On Friday night as I was gathering my things to leave Ms. Novak asked, "Katie, I know it's not our usual policy but our weekend sitter is sick and I was wondering if you would be able to watch Annie tomorrow night? Mr. Novak and I have to go to a black tie gala in the city and will be gone from 7PM until 1AM or so."
Surprisingly, I had few weekend plans, so I agreed to return the next night at 6:45PM. As I drove home I thought about Mr. Novak in a tux. That night, I dreamt about him and woke up wet and very, very horny. When I arrived at their home the next night Ms. Novak was already dressed and watching Annie eat her dinner at the kitchen counter. Annie had managed to neatly separate every pea out of her noodle casserole. "You should eat your vegetables." I reminded her as I entered the kitchen.
"Katie!" Annie greeted me joyously, hopping off the stool and running over to hug me. I bent over to hug her and then stood back up. When I did, I was greeted by a very welcome sight. All six feet, two inches, of Mr. Novak lounged against the door frame behind his distracted wife. He looked even better than I had imagined and his eyes followed mine as I looked him over before he hungrily let his eyes roam over my body. By the time he looked back into my eyes my knees were weak. He smiled at me crookedly.
"We're going to be late dear." Ms. Novak remarked as she quickly tidied up the kitchen absent mindedly and turned to the closet to grab her coat. Her husband quickly helped her into it and smiled at me once more before they both bid me goodbye, kissed Annie, and left through the front door. Annie and I spent the rest of the evening happily watching The Lion King and eating popcorn. She was in bed at 8:30PM and I wandered aimlessly through their huge house, unsure of what to do with myself for the remaining four and a half hours.
I eventually wandered into Mr. Novak's study. A largish room at the back of the house, it was well protected from people outside looking in. Annie often liked to play in there because the large leather sofa had good pillows for making forts. I shut the large oak door behind me and wandered slowly over to the bookshelf, looking for something to read. Most of his books were law books, but there was a small section of fiction and at random I selected a title. When I pulled the book out of the shelf I was surprised to find there was something behind it, in fact, the fiction section hid an entire row of porn movies. Mr. Novak seemed to have expansive taste as I explored the selection, everything from simple girl on girl to threesomes and S&M. I had never watched a porn movie before, and I knew Annie was asleep for the night and I still had hours to kill. Besides, just the thought of watching porn in Mr. Novak's house made me very, very wet. Though I knew that I shouldn't, I selected a tape titled, The French Women, about two female spies who work together and solve cases for the French government. Less than five minutes into the movie the one of the women was fucking her boss hard in his office while the other was fucking his secretary. Without thinking about it, I let my hands wander to my top and slowly untie the sweetheart neckline of my shirt. I slipped one of my hands into my bra and gently massaged my breast, rolling my nipple back and forth between my two fingers. The harder the women on screen fucked the faster my hips began to move, begging for me to stroke my pussy. I let my other hand wander down to my jeans and I quickly unbuttoned them, slipping my hand inside. I slid my fingers around my thong and was soon massaging my clit, stroking it quickly and letting my other hand wander from my breast down to my pussy to thrust my fingers inside. Before long I was cumming hard along with the video, again and again, I had never had multiple orgasms before but I just couldn't stop.
Then, I heard a door open. FUCK. I thought, and glanced quickly at the clock, it was only midnight, they were home early, and had I really watched porn and masturbated for almost three hours?
I straightened myself as quickly as possible, praying my jeans didn't reveal how wet my pussy still was. I had just begun to rewind the tape when the study door swung open and Mr. Novak caught me with my shirt still untied. I quickly turned bright red and started stammering apologies.
"Shhhhh...." He cut me off, quickly closing the distance between us. He flipped the off button on the TV and let the VCR continue to rewind. "If I had known you liked that we could have watched it together later..." He remarked, before kissing me quickly.
"Later?" I asked, surprised.
As he tied my shirt he whispered in my ear, "My wife will be in from the garage in a moment. She'll pay you and then go right up to bed. Get in your car and go park the next block over then walk back here and I'll let you in my study door."
"But..." I protested.
"Shhh..." He said again as the front door opened.
His wife called softly, "Drew?". He guided me quickly out to the kitchen, "Oh. There you are Katie, I'm sure you're glad we are home a bit early, the gala was awful and I am simply exhausted." With that she fished a check out of her evening clutch and kissed Mr. Novak on the cheek. "Be up soon honey?" She asked as she headed towards the stairs.
"Of course. I just want to get a bit more work done on this case."
"Ok but don't stay up too late. Good night Katie." She smiled at me as I pulled the door open and headed to my car, hands shaking. Was I really going to do this? Have sex with the man I babysat for? How cliche was that? Yet my throbbing cunt made me drive the block and park before walking back, cutting through the shrubbery around the back of the house. I couldn't stop thinking about how good his hands, mouth, and cock had felt when we had kissed the week before. I hesitated a moment on the study steps before knocking. Mr. Novak opened the door immediately.
"Thank god. You have no idea how much I want you."
He whispered gutturally before closing and locking the door and crushing my face to his, his hands roaming all over my body as his tongue hungrily explored my mouth. His hands caressed my ass and sides before trailing slowly up to my breasts. He pulled my shirt quickly off over my head and my nipples stood up in the cool air, poking out slightly. With one deft motion he removed my bra. And I stood completely topless. Slowly I started to work on his tux shirt. He had already removed his coat, tie and shoes while I was gone. I quickly pulled his shirt off of him and dragged my nipples across his bare chest, he moaned a little as I let my hands wander down to his belt, quickly pulling that away. He moved on from my ravished mouth and trailed kisses down my neck, the tingling in my pussy got hotter and hotter as he slowly moved to my breasts, kissing and massaging all around my nipples, I wriggled in anticipation of him touching them. He slowly blew hot air on each one before beginning to massage them with his finger tips. Then finally he began to alternately kiss, nip, and suck each nipple. My breath became short as he made me wetter, each flick of his tongue sending pleasure coursing through my body.
"Oh, Mr. Novak." I whispered hoarsely.
"Shhhh..." He reminded me, unbuttoning my jeans and sliding them down my legs along with my panties, his hands massaging my smooth legs as he went, "They're upstairs." With that he breathed hot air across my pussy before kneeling completely to suck on my outer lips.
"Oh." I moaned again, quietly, falling against him for support, his lips and tongue making me quickly week in the knees. He lowered me to the plush, carpeted floor and pulled my jeans away from my ankles, leaving me completely naked. With that, his mouth returned to my bare pussy and he continued to suck and nibble on my swollen lips as I pressed my hips up to meet his face, my hands gripping his hair as I bit my lip and tried not to scream with pleasure. He inserted one finger in my wet pussy, then two and thrust them slowly in and out as he simultaneously flicked my clit with his tounge, and I whispered his name, "Oh Mr. Novack, oh god, yes. Oh god yes" I could feel the orgasm building and building in my core "Oh god, I'm going to cum, oh, I'm cumming OH..." I moaned as I clamped my legs around his head and he sucked my clit hard and thrust his juice coated fingers deep into my ass and his thumb into my pussy, my moist core easing their path, the surprise pain making my orgasm even deeper as I convulsed with orgasmic frenzy.
When the fog cleared he was kneeling over my chest, having taken off his pants and boxers he was now completely naked, his huge erection waiting for my mouth's caress. Slowly I licked the head of his cock, massaging his member with my hands as I began to suck him, deeper and deeper into my mouth, my tongue swirling around his thick cock as he began to fuck my mouth. The throbbing vein in his cock beat furiously against the warm wetness of my mouth the deeper I took him, and I knew he would cum soon, but I wanted to feel him inside of me. I pulled off his cock and told him to lay back on the rug. I then lowered myself onto him, slowly at first, teasing him, just sticking the head of his dick into my pussy before pulling it back out, and rubbing his dick up and down my wet, engorged lips, my own juices mixing with his saliva and mine, lubricating his engorged cock. Finally I began to work slowly up and down taking him deeper and deeper into me. "You're so big." I moaned, as he filled me completely, tightly.
"You feel so good" he responded, as he began to thrust hard into me, the pain and pleasure mixing as he began to massage my breasts with his hands and I met each of his thrusts with my hips. Before long I could feel my second orgasm building, deep inside of me. He surprised me when he pulled out and told me to stand up. I followed his instruction and he led me to the closet of his study, only a few smoking jackets and boxes lining the walls. I looked at him quizzically as he pressed me up against the inside of the closed door and began to fuck me again while standing, his huge cock pressing into my gspot from the new angle. "The closet's sound proof." He explained. "I want to hear you scream as loud as you want when you cum this time."
That was all the encouragement I needed as he continued to pound me fast and hard, and my nipples rubbed up against his muscular chest. "OH. God." I said, "Oh. Mr. Novack. Oh shit. OH YES. YES. OH YES. Don't stop. Fuck. Oh yes. I'm Cumming!" I yelled, clinging to his shoulders for support as my orgasm washed over me and I felt his huge cock contract inside me, my pussy milking the thick hot cum from his member as we came together.
"Oh Katie" he yelled into my neck, "Oh fuck yes." As we both finished, he leaned in and kissed me hard. After separating we pulled apart and he led me out of the closet and to the downstairs shower. After a quick rinse and a blowjob for him I got dressed again and he saw me out to the back yard. "We'll have to do this again sometime." He said with a smile, kissing me as I left. I simply smiled back and headed to my car.
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