Submissive Nanny

by Viktor Redreich

  Ever since Zev had walked in on her in the bathroom, she’d been making a point not to run into either him or his wife around the house. He had seemed happy to oblige her, getting up and walking out every time she stepped into a room.

  Angela, on the other hand, had been a little gentler with her. Probably because she had no idea about the self-pleasuring incident in the bathroom.

  Bianca could see no reason Zev would have told her the truth. She prayed to all things good and pure he hadn’t, but Bianca was sure her secret was safe. She hadn’t been fired, and that was a pretty solid indication.

  Still, he had seen her in that vulnerable state. Completely lost in pleasure at the thought of him—even if he hadn’t known what she’d been thinking about, it must have been obvious what was going on.

  Her cheeks burned, and her stomach curled up with humiliation as she remembered how he’d looked at her.

  Before she could talk herself out of it, she pushed herself upright in bed. She swung her legs over, and stood then went to the door. She wasn’t going to just lie there and linger on what had happened.

  She could sneak a look downstairs, couldn’t she?

  She just wanted to see how they interacted with other people. Something to distract from the painful embarrassment she was drowning in.

  Sneaking on tiptoes to the door, she listened. There was no-one on the upper level of the building where her room resided. It was dead silent. Pushing open the door, she slipped out onto the balcony that overlooked the main part of the entrance hall.

  Angela’s voice floated up the stairs.

  Looking down, she couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows in surprise when she saw what her boss was wearing.

  She’d mostly seen her in conservative but stylish suits until that point.

  But this-this was about as far removed from that as could possibly be.

  Angela was wearing a short, tight black dress that clung to the curves of her waist and hips. Underneath was a bra that pushed her breasts into an impressive cleavage that even Bianca couldn’t look away from.

  As Bianca watched, Angela tossed her head back and laughed at something an older man standing next to her had said. She was standing so close to him that when she leaned in to touch his arm, her breasts brushed against his body. He didn’t seem to mind one bit. He took the opportunity to sneak a peek at her generous cleavage.

  Bianca bit her lip. How could she act so provocatively when she was married?

  “Excuse me a moment,” Angela touched the man on the shoulder then turned and walked away. Before she could get too far, another man—years younger than her—appeared from the corridor beyond.

  “Angela,” he kissed her on the cheek, so close to her mouth they seemed mere seconds from making out.

  Bianca’s eyes widened. If only Zev could see this.

  “Mario,” Angela greeted him. “Where have you been all evening? I’ve missed you . . .”

  “I’ve missed you too,” He remarked, then stepped back to ogle her. “You look stunning, as always.”

  “Don’t I?” She replied flirtatiously, then did a spin.

  Bianca could see the way the man gawked at her, practically licking his lips as though she was a delicious snack he couldn’t wait to tuck into. Angela wasn’t stupid, she couldn’t be oblivious to that. So, why was she continuing to flirt the way she was?

  “Excuse me just one moment,” Angela ducked back into the room beneath the stairs, and Bianca lost sight of her. But just as she was about to turn and head back into her bedroom, another voice drew her attention.

  Zev’s voice.

  Her heart stopped as he passed by Angela and out into the entrance hall.

  There was a woman with him who was easily ten years his junior. She had her arm looped through his, and was gazing up at him with an open-faced adoration that Bianca remembered vividly from her own experience with him.

  “You throw one hell of a party,” she told him, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.

  “Well, when we’ve got guests like you, it’s worth it,” he grinned down at her.

  Bianca felt a punch of jealousy and looked away. How could he look at that woman that way? Why couldn’t he look at her that way instead?

  She turned and headed back to her bedroom. She wasn’t going to do this to herself anymore. She couldn’t. First Angela, disrespecting her husband and flirting with other men when he was just a few feet away. Then Zev, looking at that woman like he wanted her.

  It was too much.

  She would never betray him the way Angela just had. She would worship him, commit herself entirely to him in every way he wanted.

  She dove under the covers and pulled them up to her chin wanting to hide. She closed her eyes and tried to forget what she had just seen, but it was there, burning at the front of her mind. Impossible to escape, impossible to deny.

  She couldn’t help but go back over the moment he had caught her in that bathroom. Wasn’t it supposed to be sexy, seeing a woman getting herself off like that? Shouldn’t he have wanted her even more? That’s what she had always been told, and yet he had looked at her with disappointment.

  What had changed between the night in the kitchen to now? How could she get it back? Her mind was racing with questions, questions she knew she would never get answers to.

  She couldn’t stop picturing the way he had smiled down at the younger woman. A gesture so brief and so tender that it made her heart ache. What could she do to earn that kind of treatment from him again?

  That was a question she would go to any length to find the answer to.

  Chapter 8

  Spread it and show me

  “Bianca?”

  “Hmmm?”

  “Can you pass me the sandwiches, please?”

  Bianca looked down at the basket next to her. It took a moment for her to realize Angela was actually talking to her. She’d been too distracted. She grabbed the sandwiches and handed them over to her boss, and managed a smile. “Here you go.”

  “Thanks.” Angela gave her a hard look.

  Bianca met her gaze, hoping to come across as the picture of innocence. Even though she was looking at Angela’s husband like he was the tastiest thing brought along on the picnic.

  Angela and Bianca both turned their attention back to where Zev and the kids were playing, splashing in the water at the edge of the lake.

  “Todd, make sure not to get dirt on your pants!” Angela called out to her son, she smiled watching them. “We really don’t get a chance to spend time together like this often,” Angela remarked, as she sat back on the blanket and took a bite of her sandwich. “I forget how nice it is sometimes.”

  “Mhmm,” Bianca agreed once more. In truth, she was enjoying it more than she should. There was something about watching Zev play with the kids that was seriously sexy. She hadn’t seen him around his children since she’d started working for them. It was clear though that he utterly doted on them.

  He was so kind and gentle with them. Able to slip into that childlike mode so easily. Not all adults could give themselves over to silliness that way. It was delightful to watch.

  It had been just over a week since their hook-up, and he had barely said a word to her since. When Angela had suggested the five of them go on a picnic, Bianca had instantly tried to think of some way out of it. She worked for them, and that meant being able to act like a professional adult no matter what.

  “I think I’m going to take a walk,” Angela got to her feet and stretched her arms over her head.

  Bianca glanced up at her; she was so beautiful, effortlessly so. Every detail of her body curated to make her the prime version of herself. Bianca could never afford to look that way. Besides, it wouldn’t make Zev want her even if she did.

  “Hey, Zev!” She called to the three of them.

  He glanced up, a big grin on his face. “Yeah?”

  “I’m going to take a walk, you want to come with me?”

  “No, b
ut I’m sure these two do,” He nodded to the kids. “Why don’t you go with your mommy for a while?”

  Bianca’s heart began racing.

  Why did he want to be alone with her? Maybe he wanted to confront her about what he’d seen, let her know that what had happened was totally unacceptable and he wasn’t going to stand for it?

  Angela took the kids, grabbed some water, and the three of them vanished into the woods.

  Bianca glanced around; they were completely alone. Her and Zev all by themselves. The thought thrilled her more than she cared to admit.

  She sat up and began busying herself, tidying up the picnic stuff.

  Zev strode over to her.

  Her heart was in her throat.

  “Mind if I join you?” He asked, already planting himself on the blanket they brought to eat on.

  She shrugged. Her mouth was dry. “Sure,” she managed around the cottonmouth.

  He sat there in silence for a moment, staring out over the lake, total contentment on his face.

  How could he be so cool and calm? She couldn’t stop thinking about him walking in on her in that bathroom. And she hated it. She hated that he seemed to be the one in control.

  “Having a good day?” She asked nervously. She couldn’t just sit there in silence.

  He turned to look at her, and as soon as his gaze locked on to hers, her heart leaped in her chest. She wanted him so badly it hurt.

  “You could make it better,” he told her.

  Her eyes widened. No way could she have heard that right. He couldn’t have gone from ignoring her completely to flirting with her outrageously, could he? “Huh?”

  “Come on, give me a little something to keep this interesting,” he told her, tilting his head. His eyes slid down her body. “I’ve been watching you in that little dress all day,” he murmured, shifting so that he was lying down next to her.

  She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. All she knew was that she wanted him to keep looking at her that way. She would do anything to keep it going.

  “You look so hot,” he told her. His hand rested just an inch from her bare thigh.

  Her skin tingled with anticipation. “Zev, Angela-”

  “Is going to be gone for a while,” he whispered. “Is that the only problem you have with this? That she might catch us?”

  “Yes,” She admitted breathlessly.

  “You want me?” He asked, raising his eyebrows.

  “Yes,” she murmured. She wanted him to pin her down and ravish her, to kiss her and bite her and lick her and prove to her that one night hadn’t been a fluke. That he still wanted her.

  “Spread your legs,” he told her.

  She did as she was told without hesitation.

  It was like he had put a charm on her and she was helpless to resist. She wanted to please him, to prove to him that she could give him everything he wanted. That she was as good as his wife in every way imaginable.

  He let out a low groan as he looked at her. Reaching over he pushed her dress up, exposing her completely. The skim of his fingers over her skin was enough to send an explosion of desire through her body.

  She couldn’t think straight.

  “Let me see your pussy,” he ordered her softly.

  She closed her eyes. Could she do this? She reached between her legs and pulled her panties aside.

  He let out another low groan of pleasure.

  She would have done anything to hear that again. She just wanted to please him.

  “You’ve got such a sweet little pussy, Bianca,” he told her, and the sound of her name on his lips was explosive. “I can’t wait to taste it one day . . .”

  “Ah,” She moaned desperately. She needed him to touch her again but he was holding back, as though he knew she was craving it more intensely.

  “Give me your panties,” he demanded.

  She slipped them off and handed them to him without a second thought. Her breath was coming fast, and he grinned as she pressed them into his hand.

  “Good girl,” he told her. He grinned just the way he had with that young woman at the party. Her heart was pounding so hard she was surprised it wasn’t disturbing the earth below her.

  “Spread your legs again,” he told her. “Lean back. Let me see you.”

  She obeyed, praying he would finally give her some relief, but he just took a long look without saying a word.

  “You’re already wet, baby,” he purred. “Just like you were when you were getting off with that hairbrush.”

  She flushed bright red with embarrassment, but somehow that just made things more intense. Groaning, she shifted on the blanket. She needed relief. The desire was making her stupid and slow.

  “You want to show me how you get yourself off?” He continued.

  Without a second thought, she slipped her hand between her legs and let her fingers find her clit. It was more than just wanting to please him, she needed to find that release for herself soon, or else she would be useless for the rest of the day.

  “Mmm,” he growled, shifting so he was lying flat and able to see her playing with herself. “You’ve got such a sweet pussy, you know that?”

  “Oh,” she moaned, grinding against her fingers, lifting herself so she could press against her hand.

  She couldn’t believe this was happening. Couldn’t believe he was doing this, with his wife and kids so nearby. She opened her eyes to look at him and was just in time to watch him lift her panties to his face and inhale deeply.

  “And you smell so good,” he continued.

  The sight was about the sexiest thing in the entire world. It was an immense relief to watch, to know he had been holding back for so long.

  “Are you going to cum for me, baby?” He asked.

  She looked deep into his eyes and, as though on command, felt herself swelling. She’d been waiting so long for this and now that it was here and he actually wanted her she wasn’t going to hold back, not for a second. Suddenly, the feelings overwhelmed her, and she closed her eyes as her legs twitched and her pussy clenched and the feeling took control.

  “Mmh,” she groaned as she came, hoping to God Angela didn’t choose that moment to come back, because she would have been helpless to stop it. She could feel Zev’s eyes burning into her, they held a desire so intense it felt as though she was going to burst into flames right there and then.

  When she opened her eyes to look at him, she knew she had made an impression. Maybe not as much of an impression as he’d made on her, but she had proved once again she would obey him no matter what. That had to be giving him some ideas.

  Just then, Bianca heard voices from the forest.

  She scrambled to pull her dress down and watched as Zev slipped her panties into his pocket winking at her. Her jaw dropped, but before she could say a word, Angela and the kids emerged from between the trees. They were chatting and laughing.

  Bianca got to her feet and headed to the water, swiftly dipping her hands in to make sure her scent didn’t linger on her fingers.

  When she glanced over her shoulder, the kids were starting to eat, and Zev and Angela were talking. Zev was watching her though, his eyes dark with desire. She knew that whatever this was, it was the beginning of something far, far bigger.

  And that she couldn’t wait to find out what that was.

  Chapter 9

  Use your words, pet

  Bianca glanced at Zev from across the room, but he wasn’t looking at her. His eyes were trained on the TV, as they should have been, given that they were having a family movie night.

  Nothing had happened between them since that day by the lake. Bianca hadn’t expected anything to have happened. The kids and his wife were around all that weekend, and it wasn’t like the two of them could sneak off without risking getting caught in the act. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t craving him, the chance to be alone with him. She needed his touch, his kiss, his cock—

  “Mommy, can we have some popcorn?” Todd turned to his
mother, shifting on the couch to face her and pulling Bianca out of her reverie.

  She flushed bright red. She couldn’t think like that in front of the kids. It was totally inappropriate. It was just that the movie wasn’t good, which caused her mind to wander.

  “I don’t think we have any in the house,” Angela apologized to him, pulling a face and hooking an arm around her son as he snuggled closer to her.

  “I’ll go out and get some,” Bianca suggested, getting to her feet quickly. She needed to get out of there before her mind ran away with her and she had to sneak off to relieve some tension.

  “Actually, I could stretch my legs,” Zev remarked, getting up from his chair and yawning. “You mind if I come with you?”

  “Uh…”

  “I could drive you, it’d be quicker,” he suggested.

  She blinked at him. He wanted her to himself. So, what exactly was she protesting against?

  “If that’s alright with you guys,” she glanced to the rest of the room.

  Angela shrugged. “I’m kind of craving it too, now you mention it,” she nodded, waving her hand. “Just don’t be gone too long, alright?”

  “Sure thing,” Zev replied. He flashed a smile at Bianca as he opened the door for her and they stepped outside.

  She followed him to his car. Her heart was picking up pace in her chest once more. He still had her panties. Had he been thinking about her since that day at the lake?

  She climbed into the seat next to him, and they pulled away. He hadn’t said a word yet, but she could tell what was on his mind. The tension pulsed in the air between them.

  “Where are we going?” She asked.

  He flashed her a smile in the mirror. “Where do you want to go?” He replied playfully.

  She took a deep breath. She needed to be assertive. Needed him to know that she wanted this.

  “Anywhere as long as you’re with me,” she told him. And it was the truth. She wanted to be near him, alone with him, so they could talk about what had happened. Or just so he could make her cum again.

  Either worked for her.