by Jamie Knight
“I'm so tired of this. This attraction that I have for you. I try so hard, yet I can't fight it,” Ben confesses.
My heart pounds in my chest. I can feel the heat of his breath and body against mine. Is he actually admitting these feelings aloud to me? It doesn't seem real. I must be dreaming. There is no way my boss is actually saying all of these things to me? Right? I mean, why would he? I struggle to keep up with all that is happening. I mean, a few minutes ago, he was throwing me out. Now I don't know what is going on. This new attention from him is enjoyable, though.
“It drives me insane to be this close to you all the time and to not be able to do anything about it,” he whispers, tracing his fingers down my neck. The light tickle makes me shiver.
He kisses me again, long and deep. I have no defense against that, nor would I want to. My body is putty in his hands. I give in to him and his passion. I kiss back, clinging to Ben like I’m about to fall over. And I might, I’m so dizzy from lust.
No man has ever touched me this way. I’ve barely been kissed, much less lost my virginity. But now, at this moment, with a demanding, muscular man wrapped around me, it seems that my innocent body knows just what to do.
Ben lays me on the couch, pulling off my shirt and bra. He kisses my neck, hot and passionate. I can already feel my panties getting moist. My clit is a throbbing bundle of nerves as I am overcome with the feeling of his hands cupping my breasts. His thick thumbs rub over my nipples that harden at his touch. It feels so good, it's almost overwhelming. Never wanting him to stop, I arch my back and push into his hands.
Ducking his head down, he feeds one of my nipples into his mouth. The warmth and wetness of his tongue and cheeks cause my body to jerk. My hips buck into him. My body begging without me telling it to.
Opening my legs, Ben stops and looks me over. Afraid, I freeze, thinking he will find some fault with me, but he says nothing. His next action is to pull at the buttons of his shirt and then drag it over his head. Bare-chested, he leans back down to kiss me and rub the skin of his chest over my breasts. Soft meets hard, and I shiver at the feeling. He’s over me, surrounding me, kissing me, and massaging my breasts in big handfuls. The attention is making my mind swim.
Sliding down my stomach, his hands reach the button of my jeans. Soon the fly is open. One hand pulls them down while the other rubs over my cotton panties. Lifting up my hips, I allow him to slide my pants down and throw them to the floor. My panties are next. Nervous, I lay there naked underneath him. Ben seems to enjoy the sight of my nude body.
“Oh, Cece,” he murmurs softly and kisses me again.
I can feel his hard dick against my thighs. It’s ready to burst through his pants. I spread my legs, willing and eager, then wrap my arms wrap his neck. He stops kissing me long enough to unzip his pants and kick them off. I'm practically dizzy with want and need. I need to feel him inside of me, and it's hotter than I imagined it would be.
He's so hard, I can feel my juices already dripping for him. My pussy and thighs are soaked. It’s all so new and so incredible.
“Oh, yes, Cece, all for me,” he whispers. I love the way Ben says my name. It sounds sexy that way.
Grasping his cock, he rubs the stiff head along my pussy lips, getting it wet. I feel him moving up and down a bit until he is lined up with my channel. Trying to stay relaxed, I gasp as he pushes inside of me. At first, it stings, but then the pleasure is so great my head drops back into the pillows on the couch.
“Oh, wow!” I gasp.
With his cheek pressed to mine, Ben laughs. “That’s right,” he murmurs. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”
He pulls back some. As his cock slides out, my core tightens. Before he drops all the way out of me, he pushes back in, faster this time. The feeling of our bodies moving against each other leaves me stunned.
“Yes. Oh, yes,” I gasp. “It feels so good.”
Each thrust leaves me wanting more. I love the way it feels, his body sliding against mine. This is crazy what we are doing, but it feels so good I don't know if I want it to stop.
“Oh, Ben, more please!” I cry out softly.
He thrusts into me harder, and it's so good. I never knew a man could make me or my body feel this way.
“Oh, Ben, yes!” I pant, getting louder.
He kisses me, maybe to keep me quiet. I don't know, or do I care. I'm lost in the feelings of everything. He thrusts me so hard like he's pounding my body. I never knew pleasure like this existed. I try to hold out, fighting the urge for as long as possible because I don't want to end. That is impossible, though, because he is just too good. I cry out his name as I cum, my body trembling. My juices drip down my thighs and all over him.
Ben thrusts a while longer until he also cums. I love the feeling of that as well. It’s like I’m filled up with warmth. As he pulls out, I feel weak and exhausted, but oh, so good.
I'm sad that it ended, but I feel overwhelmed with exhaustion and emotions. I don't even have the strength to process anything that just happened. I never would have thought him capable of anything like this. The biggest part of me is undoubtedly glad this encounter occurred. I don't know why. Maybe I'm hoping it will happen again?
As if reading my thoughts, Ben picks me up and carries me upstairs to his room. I feel like I'm floating as he lays me on his bed and slips in next to me. I'm so tired from all of this that I fall asleep right away. I don't know what happens after that, but I do know it was the best sleep I ever had. I don't think I have ever been satisfied like this.
It's insane to think about how quickly this has happened. I'm not sure if I want to. I'm afraid it will spoil the moment; I need to enjoy it while it lasts. Who knows when he will change again.
Chapter 7 - Ben
The following morning, I wake up feeling as if I have just had the most fantastic dream. If that was a dream, it was spectacular. The curtains are closed, so the room is somewhat dim, but I can still see the sunlight through them. I turn over in bed and almost gasp in surprise. Cece is asleep next to me. I realize now that last night wasn't just a dream. Something actually happened between us. Nude, she sleeps on her side, looking so innocent and peaceful.
I notice how her hair is spread out beautifully on the pillow. I want to reach out and touch it, but I have to restrain myself. All I can do is watch her sleep. I can't stop staring at her. She looks like the most peaceful and beautiful angel I have ever seen. I find myself wishing that there was a way I could make this moment with her last forever.
I feel a ball of fear growing in my stomach at the thought. I can't believe that I dare to think something like that, especially after all that I went through with my ex-wife. I would just end up getting hurt all over again if I did choose to get involved with Cece.
Getting up from the bed, I pull on my pajamas. As she remains there sleeping, my anxiety is starting to get the better of me. I can't afford to be having feelings like this. I need to put a stop to this before I get hurt again. I pace back and forth, thinking about everything. My mind is racing. I feel like I'm going insane from all of this. I need to figure out how to stop this and fast. It's not just me who would be devastated if something terrible happened. I have to think about Katie's wellbeing as well, or at least that is what I keep telling myself. I need to get out of here before I go crazy. I put my robe on over my pajamas and grab my phone.
I quietly leave the room without disturbing Cece. As I walk downstairs, I can't get over this fear that I have. I know that if I get involved with Cece, she will hurt me and leave me like my wife. Going into the kitchen, I fix myself a cup of coffee. I need a distraction from all these thoughts.
As I'm fixing my coffee, my phone rings. I answer it. “Hello….” I say, still distracted by my thoughts.
“Hey, buddy. I just wanted to check in and see if you had a chance to consider that investment proposal I emailed you?” Rick asks.
I stir my coffee, and my mind draws a complete blank. I can't
concentrate on anything, and I have no idea what he is talking about. I decide to be completely honest with Rick because he is the only one I can talk to about this.
“Honestly, I haven't given it a thought. I'm busy looking for a new nanny,” I reply while taking a sip of my coffee.
“Why, what happened? I thought we already discussed this, and you had it all figured out?” Rick says, sounding both confused and concerned.
Since I have decided to be honest, I might as well tell him everything. I sigh, “Well, I thought I had, but things have happened. I think I might be developing feelings for Cece, and it bothers me, to be honest.”
Rick is silent a second before answering. “I kind of expected this was going to happen. When we talked about it that day at the coffee shop, you just didn't seem yourself,” he says.
“Yeah, well, the only thing I can do now is end this quickly before it evolves into something I don't need,” I reply decisively.
“I wouldn't do that if I were you,” he advises.
“Why not?” I ask, even though I'm not really interested in hearing his opinion.
“This could be good for you. I think you should give this a chance. She seems like a kind, sweet girl—nothing at all like your ex. I highly doubt she would hurt you. In fact, she seems like the type of girl you need,” Rick urges, trying to convince me.
I sip my coffee quietly, thinking about everything. I just can't get over what my ex did to me. She hurt me so bad with her betrayal. I just know that will happen again if I get involved with Cece. I can feel it with every fiber of my being, and it terrifies me.
Rick is still waiting on the line. “Listen. I have to go. I have some things I need to do. I'll talk to you later.” I hang up before he can respond.
I refill my coffee mug and take another sip. My mind is made up that this is the right decision. I know what I have to do. Checking the time out of habit, I see that Cece and Katie will be awake soon. I need to distance myself from her.
Taking my coffee, I go into my office, close the doors, and sit at my desk. I set my coffee down and pull my computer to me. Now that my mind is made up on what to do, I should concentrate on work.
I check through my emails and find the one that Rick was talking about. I read through it and am finally able to give it my full attention. I jot down a few quick questions that I need to ask him the next time I talk to him.
Afterward, I close my emails and open the nanny agency website. I look through all of the new nannies that are available, trying to keep my options open. There could be a few possibilities here, but I might have to lower my standards slightly. That is not something I really want to do, but I have to. It's the only way I can fix this whole situation and be done with Cece for good.
Chapter 8 - Cece
A few days later, I'm in bed at my own apartment. It's early morning, but I can't sleep, so I'm sort of lounging around. Insomnia has been constant ever since my night with Ben. I can't get my boss or the taking of my virginity out of my head. That was absolutely incredible. I have never felt or experienced anything like that before.
The day afterward was odd and maybe a little heartbreaking. He avoided me like the plague. I was actually kind of afraid that he was going to fire me because of what happened, but so far, so good.
The only downside is Ben avoiding me more than usual. If I'm in a room, he will just turn around and walk out. It is a really depressing thought. I know he is avoiding me because of what happened and that it is somehow my fault. It's all because I made that meatloaf and got him to relax. But that night was so much fun, as I remember it. Relaxed Ben is so different. So calm and enjoyable. So much fun to be around. I wish so much that he was still that same person.
I'm not admitting that I am attracted to him… Well, maybe, I am. But only when he opens up and stops being so cold and distant. That's when you actually get a glimpse of the charming person he really is.
I feel myself getting wet as I think about that night again. Urges start to fill me, and I can't stop myself as I reach for the vibrator I keep in my dresser and slip it between my legs. It'll have to do, I guess. Nothing compares to being with Ben.
The more I think about him, the more turned on I get. I remember how his strong hands felt sliding over my skin: rough and smooth at the same time. His lips were gentle on my neck, making me shiver all the way through my core. I feel that shiver now as the vibrations start to make my pussy tense up. The thought of his thick, hard cock, and the way it felt pushing into me brings me closer to my climax. My boss is so muscular and handsome. I know if he just stayed open and relaxed, we'd have so much fun together.
I imagine him there with me. That it's not the vibrator but his powerful dick between my legs again. I want Ben to bend me over and make me scream his name like I did that night. Nothing will ever feel as good inside of me as he does. It's more than the size and feel of his cock. The man knew how to use his hands and his tongue to pleasure me in all of the right ways. Things I never thought were possible. My juices drip at the memory of him. I don't think I'll be able to get him out of my head now. As I imagine his muscular naked body above me, filling me up and thrusting into my pussy, I cum hard.
Only slightly satisfied, I put my vibrator away and just lay there, basking in my emotions. I hope I haven’t fallen for my boss, but I definitely can't stop thinking about him. I want his hands on me again, and I shiver at the memory of his touch. I want him again. I know it probably won't happen, but I wish so much that it would.
I look at the clock. I need to get ready for work soon, but I'm still in a dreamy state of mind. Ben will probably avoid me again when I show up. Maybe there is something I can do to get his attention. I don't know, but perhaps I can try? I don't even know if I have the nerve to do that.
Slowly I get out of bed and go to my closet. I start getting out my clothes for the day. I put them on the bed and am about to grab my shower stuff when the phone rings.
“Hello?” I answer politely.
“Yes. This is Mr. Price's housekeeper. I am calling to inform you that as of Monday morning, your services will no longer be required,” she says briskly.
“I'm sorry?” I ask, even though I heard what she said.
“Monday morning, do not come in. You will not be looking after Katie anymore,” she says, before quickly hanging up.
I stare at the phone in shock. Slowly I put it down. My surprise turns to anger. I can't believe Ben didn't at least have the nerve to tell me himself. After everything that has happened, he could have done that. I kind of expected to be fired, but not like this. I think this is more hurtful than him walking out of the same room I am in.
Angrily, I grab my shower stuff and get ready. I slam everything around as I do. As I get out of the shower and start getting dressed, I'm still pissed. He can't just treat me this way. We sleep together, then he ignores me and doesn't call or talk? Now I'm fired like it was my fault? No! I'm not going to stand for this.
I get ready and leave the apartment in a hurry, slamming my front door as I do. I glare angrily at everything as I walk to work. I have every right to be angry about this. I'm halfway there when I come up with a plan. I know how to fix this situation, or at the very least, deal with it.
By the time I get there, Ben will already have left for the office as usual. He's been leaving early and staying late the past few days. Now I know why. So what I have to do is put Katie to bed like usual tonight and then wait for him in his home office. That is always the first place he goes when he gets home.
We need to talk about this issue and get it out in the open once and for all. That is the only way to deal with it. He can't go on avoiding me forever, as much as he would like to. I'm not going to let him. We need to work things out. Even though I'm beyond furious with him, I don't want to leave things on a sour note between us. I do care about him and Katie. I'm not a hateful or spiteful person. I just know I don't deserve to be treated this way, and I won't allow myse
lf to be.
Chapter 9 - Ben
It was a long and exhausting day. Maybe that's because I spent parts of it avoiding thinking about Cece. I had the housekeeper fire her. I'm starting to feel like a big kid for doing that, but what else can I do? After the way I left things with her, this is the only option. It is also the best option.
The house is quiet when I get home. Katie must be asleep or upstairs with Cece at least. That's good news for me. I can't face her, nor do I really want to. I keep telling myself that a clean break is what is best. I already have some potential candidates lined up to fill her position.
I walk through the house cautiously, checking every room before I go in. I know it sounds silly, but I don't want to risk running into her. It looks like the coast is clear as I make it to the hallway outside of my office. I can't wait to sit down and take a load off for a few minutes, then it's right back to work.
I'm helping Rick out with this new investment opportunity he's working on. We got together at the office yesterday to discuss it, and it sounds very promising. I can get a lot done with it, as long as I don't allow myself to get distracted again. I do this every day, staying late at the office and coming home when I know no one will be around. It's the best way to avoid Cece.
I open the door to my office and turn on the light. As I walk in, I nearly drop my briefcase in shock. Cece is sitting in the chair in front of my desk.
“What are you doing in here?” I ask her as I try to regain my composure.
“I needed to talk to you. We have something important to discuss,” she says. She doesn't sound like her usual sweet and innocent self. In fact, her back is straight, and her arms are crossed. She’s angry.
