"Ah," Bianca groaned as Zev pushed himself inside of her, moving in one long, slow motion as he filled her up with his cock. She sank her fingers into the bedsheets before her, bunching them up between her fingers as she felt her pussy filled by his beautiful dick.
Angela lowered her fingers between her legs and spread them, grazing her cunt through her panties. Bianca couldn’t take her eyes off of her. As though being fucked by Zev wasn’t enough, she got to see Angela play with herself, too. Angela was already so wet that the fabric of her panties was clinging to the outline of her cunt, and Bianca wanted nothing more than to lower her mouth to her sex and taste her, lick her, eat her out until she had pleased her more times than either of them could count.
Zev’s hands were on her hips, holding her steady as he drove into her roughly. He didn’t hold back when he had her like this, he had no reason to. He knew that Bianca could take anything that he gave her, and more to the point, she wanted to. She had always craved him in this way, the dark, deviant lust of fucking another woman’s husband, and every time she got to explore it, it felt like a gift.
"Arch your back," Angela commanded. "Push yourself back against him."
Bianca moved to her words at once, like Bianca was a puppet and Angela was the one pulling the strings. There was a kind of helplessness to giving herself to the couple like this, but a kind of power, too – something profound and deep that consumed her every waking moment. Even when she didn’t think that she was thinking about it, she found the thought of them, of this, thrumming away at the back of her mind, everything she could do to prove that she wanted them and them alone. To prove that she was good enough for this and that she always would be.
She was rocking her hips back and forth against Zev, guiding him in deep, her lips parting as the pleasure became the only thing that she could think about. Zev moved his hand between her legs and started to play with her clit, moving his fingers in urgent circles over her sensitive nub. As he did so, Angela pulled aside the soaked fabric of her panties and started to play with herself so Bianca could see it. The mesh of watching and feeling, of giving and taking, was so much that Angela could barely process it. Her mouth parted and something attempted to come out, but she didn’t know how to speak it into reality. She wasn’t sure it mattered, anyway – they knew how much she loved this, how much she had always loved this.
"Tell me how it feels," Angela demanded, her voice taking on a lower, harsher edge than it had done before. "Tell me how it feels to fuck my husband."
"It feels..." Bianca tried to find the words, but there were so many that came cluttering her mind at once that she hardly knew where to start. It feels incredible, it feels wrong, it feels right, it feels like I never want it to end.
"It feels good," She finally finished up, the words simple but clear in their meaning. Angela’s lips parted, her eyes dark with want for the two of them, and Bianca wondered how many times she had slipped into this room to relieve her passion when Zev and Bianca had been elsewhere, fucking each other lustily while Angela had known all about it.
It was getting too much for her to take. Bianca opened her eyes and forced herself to focus on Angela, right there in front of her, the woman who had made all of this happen – if it hadn’t been for her acceptance, for her involvement, then Bianca would have called things off with Zev and fled. But they had found more than just acceptance here now they had started looking for it. They had found something close to a real relationship – something that might have, just might have, been close to love.
It was with that revelation that Bianca felt the orgasm sweep through it – it came hard and it came fast, making her blood boil and her vision blur around the edges as she tried to make sense of it. Her pussy contracted hard around his cock, again and again, her body giving in to the pleasure that he was gifting her. She managed to focus her eyes on Angela in front of her, and watched as the older woman reached her own release. Bianca had seen it enough times to recognize it when it came, the way her mouth tightened for a moment and then released, as though her body was letting go of all the tension she had been keeping inside her all this time.
It wasn’t long until Zev found his own release, filling Bianca’s pussy with his semen, holding himself deep inside of her, and letting out a growl that seemed to roll up from deep inside of him as he came. He moved inside her, shallowly, for a few more moments, as though he was trying to eke out the last moments of pleasure from this that he could. When he finally pulled out of her, Bianca collapsed onto the bed, her hands shaking as she tried her best to keep herself upright. She felt like her body was going to give out at any moment.
"Hey, hey," Zev caught her before she tumbled completely to the floor. She gasped as he laid her down on the bed – he could be so gentle with her even at the same time as he was being so rough, and that made her heart melt a little.
"You alright?" He asked as he smoothed her hair back from her head. Bianca glanced back around at Angela, who was draped in the chair, panting a little, her eyes glazed as she seemed to come down from the high that she had been circling around. Bianca nodded.
"I’m great," She replied. And she meant it. Because as long as she was there with them, as long as she was there with the two of them, she knew that everything was going to be fine. The world knew about them now, and she could finally unleash the desires that she had been hiding away from the rest of the world. She could finally love them, openly, honestly, completely. And she intended to do just that now that she had the chance.
Chapter 29
Its over
Bianca wiped down the top of the counters and hummed to herself. Her mind was adrift, not really thinking about anything in particular. Not that she had much to think about anyway. Besides, not having to think was a welcome change for her. She’d been thinking far too much over the past few months. Letting go and detaching from her thoughts was one of the best gifts she could possibly give herself.
"Bianca?"
The sound of her name caught her attention, and she glanced around to see Zev and Angela standing at the kitchen door. They were holding hands tightly, as though they were about to jump off the edge of a cliff together.
"Yes?" Bianca replied, her voice a little more nervous than it needed to be.
"You got a minute to talk?" Zev asked, and Bianca nodded, glancing between them.
"Talk about what?”
They didn’t reply and merely exchanged another look with one another. A little nervousness began creeping up Bianca’s spine. What was going on now?
Everything had been going so well between them since Lydia’s wedding that she had basically forgotten what it was like to worry about the relationship she shared with the two of them. It had been three months since they had come out to their family about their relationship – they had even gone as far to let Zev’s side of the equation, who generally didn’t bother with Angela and Zev, in on what was happening, though they hardly seemed to care.
Once that cat was out of the bag, it wasn’t long before Zev and Angela’s social circle found out, which included many of the parents of the children that went to school with their kids. Soon even Zev and Angela’s business associates, and the public at large learned of the unique relationship.
Coming out to the whole world was controversial, to be sure, but it was mostly a good kind of controversy.
Their triad became a subject of debate, a trending topic, and the subject of hundreds of articles and videos both for and against their unconventional lifestyle.
It wasn’t long though before the novelty of it all died down and people moved on to other controversies.
It was a strange thing, finally being open after so much time hiding out in secret, but Bianca was glad that it had finally turned out that way – and hoped she would never have to go back to how things were before, when she had been nothing more than their dirty little secret.
The children didn’t seem to find the situation unusual at all. There was no reason to sit t
hem down and spell things out to them. They seemed to understand and accept the situation intuitively. As far as they were concerned, Bianca had always been another parent to them, and a partner to Angela and Zev.
If this had taught Bianca anything, it was that children were a hell of a lot more resilient and able to adapt than she had given them credit for. As long as they were cared for, as long as the atmosphere in the house was happy, they didn’t seem to much care one little bit.
"We wanted to talk about your job," Angela explained, and Bianca narrowed her brow at her. Yes, she was still technically employed by the two of them, but it wasn’t like she really considered herself their employee these days. Could they not afford to pay her any longer? It wasn’t like she was in need of money, or anything, for that matter. As long as she had them, she knew that she was going to be fine. But the way that they were looking at her was getting her concerned. What exactly was going through their minds?
"What about it?” She asked, attempting to keep her voice light. She got the feeling she was doing a bad job at it. Angela took a deep breath and squeezed Zev’s hand, as though she was mustering up some courage from him in the middle of all of this.
"We want to fire you," she explained, and Bianca’s jaw dropped.
There had to be some mistake, didn’t there? She had always worked hard for them, she had done everything that they had ever asked of her, and now they were just going to… to what, kick her out onto the street?
"You want to fire me?” She repeated after them, her voice so tiny she would have been surprised if they could hear her at all. Zev nodded.
"We want to fire you," he agreed. "And...and we want to do it now, Bianca. We don’t want you working for us any longer."
It felt like the ground was sliding out from under her. She didn’t know what to say, she didn’t know what to do. She felt like her skin was going to crawl right off her body.
"What did I do wrong?" She managed to get out, though her voice was little more than a strangled husk. Angela widened her eyes at her, and as soon as she figured out what was going through her mind, she stepped forward and wrapped Bianca in a warm hug. Bianca nestled against her. She had always felt safe when she was with Angela. You know, even those times in bed when she should have felt anything but – when Angela was pushing all her buttons and taking her to the edge of something she didn’t know she would have been able to come back from.
"You didn’t do anything wrong," Angela assured her.
"Then why do you want me to go?” Bianca asked, looking between the two of them. They didn’t seem angry, or even sad – was there something that she was missing here? Something that she was struggling to put together?
"We don’t want you to go," Zev assured her, planting his hand on the small of her back – the warmth of his touch always went a long way towards soothing her, even when she felt like she was about to pop with an overabundance of emotion.
"Then why...?”
"Okay, I think you may have gotten the wrong end of the stick here," Angela told her gently. "We don’t want you to go, but we don’t think it’s right that you work for us anymore, either."
"You’ve been here for a long time now," Zev pointed out. "Nearly a year. And I think it’s fair to say that you’ve moved outside the bounds of normal nannying work, wouldn’t you?”
Bianca fell silent, looking between them again. She felt stupid, like there was something she was missing.
"So we don’t want to employ you anymore," Angela explained, smoothing her hair back from Bianca’s face. "We want you to live here. As our....as our girlfriend."
Bianca’s eyes widened – she couldn’t help it. This was the last thing that she had been expecting to hear.
"You mean it?”
"We mean it," Zev promised her. "We don’t want to use the nanny thing as a cover anymore. We don’t need to, anyway. I mean, most people know about us, and how we live. And the few remaining people who don’t… well, they’ll soon find out. I want them to know."
Bianca closed her eyes for a moment. If she had gone back in time and told the old version of herself that this was how things would unfold – that she would be with the two of them properly, and that they would want the world to know about what they shared – she would have assumed it was some cruel joke at her expense. But here they were, offering her the world. Offering her what she had always wanted. The chance to be with them, properly, completely. Not as an employee, but as a lover, as a partner.
"I guess I could manage that," she replied, finally, a smile licking up her face. She could hardly keep the cheesy grin off of it. It all felt like too much for her to take, but at the same time, not enough – just the start of something, the start of something that she had wanted for such a long time.
"And I promise that we’ll offer a very generous severance package," Zev murmured playfully, as he lowered his mouth to her neck. She closed her eyes and let the sensations flow through her, as Angela brought her mouth to hers again. The two of them, giving her everything she wanted.
As it had always been. As it was always meant to be.
And now, as it was always going to be.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
This is not the end, my beautiful sexy reader, this is just the beginning.
Submissive Nanny is only the first book in my Savage Satisfactions collection. The next book, Hunky Neighbor, introduces an entirely new cast of characters and situations and goes off in wildly different directions.
I’ve included a sample chapter from Hunky Neighbor, which you can read next, and if you loved this book, you will adore that one as well.
If you have a moment, you may also want to check out the comic book version of Submissive Nanny, which is currently trending the webcomic charts in English, Japanese, and soon Spanish and French as well.
And, if you haven’t already done so, I want you to read the free prequel to Submissive Nanny on https://Redreich.com/SubmissivePenny .
With all my love,
Viktor Redreich
Bonus Chapter
From the book Hunky Neighbor by Viktor Redreich
“Harder! Harder!” Kevin cried.
A drop of sweat dripped from Candy’s nose as she trembled, pushing with all her might to stand up. It wasn’t easy, with a 70 lb weight on her shoulders.
Kevin stood in front of her, his hands on his hips. “Come on, Candy. Dig deep!”
It was leg day.
She was on her last rep. Somehow, Candy found the strength, and pushed her legs straight, feeling relief wash through her body.
Kevin and Candy had been coming to the gym three times a week for the last few weeks. Candy had given up trying to distance herself from Kevin since he clearly wanted to spend time with her, and Easter had made it very clear that she was not only OK with their “relationship,” as she’d put it, but encouraged it.
During their first few gym visits together, Kevin had been really easy going with Candy, coaching her and training her on all the different pieces of equipment in the facility, but not pushing her too hard. Lately, however, he was becoming more and more aggressive. He had somehow taken on the role of her personal trainer, taking her physical fitness upon himself. Candy appreciated it, but she was starting to feel anger come out in his training that she was pretty sure wasn’t meant to be directed at her.
She wondered if it could have been the stress of settling into a new country? Or could it be that Easter’s stress was causing strain on their marital relationship? Could there be trouble with the kids? Candy had wanted to ask him all of these questions, but she’d always stopped herself. Though they had been very close before, now that he had his family here, Candy felt a certain barrier that she ought not cross. And these questions that she would have so easily asked him before their arrival, she felt were far too personal to ask now.
So, she’d instead simply taken his aggressive training in stride. But today, he was being louder and more forceful than normal. There was no spark in his eye o
r cheeky smile on his face after she completed a set like Candy had come to enjoy. She depended on Kevin’s approval as a reward for her hardcore gym routine--indeed, besides actually getting to touch and be touched by him, and be around him, it was the reason she was here.
Sure, she liked being fit, but Candy had never had to work too hard at being fit. She was lucky enough to have a fast metabolism that meant if she skipped the gym, the evidence didn’t show up on her hips.
Panting heavily, Candy wiped the sweat from her forehead with her towel.
“OK, now we’re going to do calf raises,” Kevin commanded.
She squeezed her water bottle into her thirsty mouth. “Can I just--have a sec?” she breathed, resting her arm against the wall while she caught her breath.
“Decreasing your rest time between sets builds your cardio,” he responded, looking at his watch. “You’ve had 30 seconds already, come on. Calf raises. I’ll set the weight,” he pushed her by her low-back towards the machine.
Candy frowned but obeyed. Sometimes, mid-way through their workout sessions, Kevin would take his top off. That was good motivation for her to keep going.
Kevin would, of course, work out too, but lately, his workouts had started to come secondary to hers. Kevin did his own cardio while Candy was doing hers, and had his own weight lifting session after he’d trained Candy, but lately, his weight lifting sessions had become shorter and shorter, in favor of training Candy for longer. He hadn’t asked her for a spot in over a week.
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