Sweet Revenge: A Nanny to Mommy Romantic Suspense

by Ford, Mia

  Ted pulled back and kissed my neck, my face, and then my forehead before covering my mouth with his sweet lips again. His tongue entered my mouth and danced with mine.

  I felt something in my hand. Instantly I knew what it was. I giggled as I tried to wrap my fingers around the massive girth of his huge cock. He was hard as a rock and the smooth skin surrounding his shaft was being stretched to its maximum capacity. I rubbed his cock slowly up and down, toying with the tip, and then bringing it back to the base. Every few strokes I would rub his balls and give them a squeeze.

  “Will you suck it for me, baby? I want to feel your sweet lips…” Ted whispered between kisses.

  I laughed softly and kissed him again.

  And then I leaned over him, opened wide, and let his massive member into my hot, wet mouth. The taste was mind blowing to me. The soft, smooth, skin…the sweetness of his own scent, and the way he throbbed between my lips as if his cock was about to shed his skin and grow even larger inside of me. I loved the power that I had over his pleasure with my mouth. The mouth was so versatile, and I knew how much he loved it. I could have him spewing his load for days or I could tease him and allow it all to back up until I decided. That was the sweet power that I craved with him.

  And I knew that he loved it as well.

  It took me a few minutes to warm up enough to swallow all of him. His girth pressed against my jaws and probed towards the back of my throat. I had never given oral to someone so large before and I was still amazed at my own abilities. Or maybe it was just him. Maybe my love for Ted was so strong that I was willing to push myself to my utmost limits to give him pleasure. And I knew he would do the same for me.

  After I was warmed up I naturally found my head rhythm and I drew his entire length and girth into my mouth and back out to the tip before diving back down again. I loved to keep him guessing by varying the rhythm and the speed. Sometimes I would inch down his shaft slowly and others I would move fast and gulp him down. And occasionally I would narrow my bite just so that my teeth created a much tighter seal for him. He seemed to moan a little louder with the mix of pleasure I created as I scraped my teeth ever so slightly against his skin. I could almost hear a slight fear in his moans which delighted me. My pussy was getting even wetter now, fully recovered from the orgasm from a few minutes earlier. I wanted this sweet cock to stretch my body in half as far as it could go.

  I pulled up off his cock and let my mouth rest surrounding the bulbous head. I licked around his shaft and then flicked over the tip as if trying to draw some of his succulent nectar out. I could taste the earliest droplets of his precum. It was sweet with a hint of salt. It was him. I loved to taste him…my love… my world. He was my soul. Ted was the other half of my heart and my very being.

  I sensed that he’d had enough and if I kept going much longer he would blast his load into my mouth, and while I always relished the opportunity to taste him, my body wanted something else right then. Ted was the type of man who could recover quite quickly, but he was still mortal. And I didn’t want anything to interrupt the screaming desires of my wet, tight, pussy. I had to do it.

  “I want you to fuck me!” I growled.

  I removed my clothes, pulling my dress over my head and then without so much as waiting for Ted to finish pulling his pants all the way down, I climbed on top of him and I let myself slide down the length of his shaft.

  “Wow…” I moaned. I could hardly breathe as he entered me. I was warmed up and wet as could be. Even then I had to go slow to let his massive girth spread me open slowly so that I didn’t hurt myself. I loved a little pain, but too much was too much.

  I stopped for a moment allowing my body to savor and get used to Ted being deeply inside of me. He started to pulsate slowly, just moving in and out of me perhaps an inch. His instincts were right on as I started to instantly get more adjusted and ready for him. I could feel my body gushing with desire and the wetness in my loins were now flowing steadily, almost like some kind of waterfall between my legs. But Ted’s throbbing dick was soaking up most of the wetness with the greatest of ease.

  Looking into his eyes and seeing the pleasure and the total desire he had for me was enough to send me over the edge. I kissed him hard and held him closely, letting my body just melt into his as I continued to bob up and down on his rock, hard member. I was going to come again. I had no idea when though; it could have been any time or it could have been awhile. With Ted it was always difficult to tell. Suddenly my body would just erupt with the pleasure after teasing the build.

  It was part of the magic that made us work together.

  Ted groaned suddenly and put his strong hand on my hips. He pushed me off just enough to position himself behind me and bent me over the seat. Then he began to pile drive hard into me with long, thrusting blasts of his cock. His hand found my long hair and tied it around his fist, holding me in place and pulling just a little bit.

  I loved it when he got dominant this way. The give and take of it was fun. We liked to take turns, but if I were being honest I always loved to finish with Ted taking control.

  Very soon I felt him getting tighter and harder inside of me. I heard his breaths turning into some kind of airless groan and the grip on my hair clenched much tighter.

  He was going to come. I braced myself for it.

  “AAGGGH!” Ted cried out as he released his huge, pent up load inside of my waiting body.

  I could feel his wetness mingling with mine almost immediately. Ted was not slowing down or stopping either. He seemed hell-bent on emptying his entire self into me. And I was just happy as could be about it.

  It was only a few seconds later when I came again. It was just as epic, just as powerful as the first time.

  As my body shuttered with the final remnants and the fallout of my huge orgasm I rested my sweaty head against Ted’s and said the words, “I love you.”

  He kissed me softly and then said it back. “I love you, too. God, I love you.”

  Afterwards we laid in the limo and snuggled for a bit. We didn’t dare even talk to the driver yet. We were just enjoying our time together.

  We were engaged and in love. Nothing in the world mattered to me but that.

  Nothing at all.

  Chapter Ten

  Ted

  Two Months Later

  Now this is a party.

  I popped open another beer (I believe it was my fifth) and sauntered my way to the dance floor where several of my best friends were dancing with some friends of Leia’s. The turnout at the party was fantastic, far better than I ever would have thought it was. I had not as of yet really had time to get to know that many of Leia’s friends, but she’d promised that they were all a lot of fun and many of them loved to party. She had not been lying.

  The wedding was everything that she wanted. Leia had paid for exactly what had been in the back of her mind since she was a little girl. The wedding of her dreams… I had to admit that it was a rather splendid affair. Personally I’ve never cared much for weddings (except for sleeping with hot bridesmaids, and I wasn’t going to attempt that at my own wedding) but this one had turned out way more fun than I ever imagined it would be. And I was glad about that, mostly because my best friends --who were also my groomsmen--were having a sweet time.

  We got through the wedding and the ceremony. It was fairly traditional in a large, opulent looking, lavish church with a lot of people in attendance. Leia didn’t have any family left, but she had a wealth of friends, associates, business partners, investors, and her top level executives. It was my first time meeting most of them so I was sure to be on my best behavior. After all, I had to make a good impression and show everyone that Leia had married a great guy and not some hayseed. I could be polished and urbane when I needed to be.

  Leia looked amazing. I’d seen a few brides in my time and she put them all to shame. Even her dress was beautiful and to me (and most men) wedding dresses all kind of look the same and we can never understand why wome
n put so much effort into finding the perfect one, but Leia’s was stunning. It was most likely tailor made for her and it accentuated every single perfect curve and nuance of her amazing figure.

  I could not hold back a gasp as I saw her at the end of the aisle, being escorted by Martin Prince, one of her father’s best friends and top executives in the company. He was a very nice guy and fun to talk to. We had agreed to get together and play golf at some time. I imagined I was going to be playing a lot more golf with my newfound wealth and freedom.

  After the ceremony we got changed for the reception. The party was insane. Luckily, Leia had let me help plan a good bit of it. She’d wanted me to help more with the wedding itself, but I explained to her straight up that I knew dick about weddings and that I had no real interest or ideas in how it should go. Whatever she wanted to do I was totally fine with it. Things would go more smoothly if I just stayed out of the way.

  And they did.

  But the party on the other hand… I was very invested in that. There was lots of booze, a live band (Leia had argued with me about just getting a DJ, but I had stuck to my guns about it and it was perfect), and great food. Leia initially wanted a bunch of rich people food like caviar and lobster and boring stuff served buffet style. I decided it would be more fun to have pizza and pasta dishes. We decided on a compromise and had both. That was the best thing about money being no object; you could always have it all. There was very little that we had to compromise about.

  “So, how’s it going Ricky?” I asked my good friend Ricky Butler. He was over by the food table polishing off another slice of pizza.

  “It’s great, man,” Ricky said. “I think that Wanda girl wants me.”

  I glanced over at the bridesmaid he was talking about. Her name was Wanda Carrington. She was an old college friend of Leia’s that she didn’t talk about much, but apparently she was important enough in Leia’s life that she had to invite her to the wedding. She was a hot girl, but a bit ditzy. Then again Ricky was also ditzy so the two of them would have gotten along.

  “Go for it, man,” I said. I took a big gulp of the beer and then grabbed a slice of pizza. I didn’t know what it was about pizza, but anytime you ordered a lot of it for an event of some sort, it always tasted so much better than if you just ordered one for yourself. It was like all the sauce and everything was just so much better. It boggled the mind.

  Yep, I was getting fairly drunk.

  I decided this would be my last beer for a bit. I did have a brand new wife to pleasure later. Since we’d been engaged I’d moved into Leia’s place, paid off all my debt, and got rid of my apartment. And we’d been making love almost every single day, often more than once. It was unreal. Her sex drive was just as high as mine; it seemed that we were perfect for each other. I couldn’t wait for the first sex as husband and wife; it was going to be epic.

  “So, congrats on being married, man. Leia is an awesome girl,” Ricky said. He and Leia had not really met much before this, except an occasional word at my weekly poker game with the fellas.

  I smiled. I had to agree. “Thanks, man. I appreciate it.”

  Speaking of which, I decided that it was a good time to grab my new wife and bring her out on the dance floor. The band was playing some great eighties rock hits. We’d had our first official dance earlier, and it went beautifully. Our song was “Up Where We Belong”. It was a cheesy eighties song that I’d never been a huge fan of, but we made sure the band knew it when we booked them and Leia really wanted it. Just one of the many sacrifices I would now have to make as Leia’s husband. Par for the course really.

  “Hey, baby,” I said as I took Leia’s hand in mine. She’d been over at a table talking to some people from work and a few of her bridesmaids. “Do you all mind if I borrow her for a moment?” I asked with a smile.

  Everyone smiled and looked at each other, very happy for the newlywed couple who were so deeply in love.

  I escorted Leia to the dance floor where I kissed her.

  “Wow, aren’t you in a friendly mood?” Leia teased.

  “Well, it’s a special day. Besides, do you have any idea how great you look in that dress? It’s all I can do to keep from peeling you out of it right here and now.”

  Leia wrapped her arms around my neck as the band started in on a slow song called “Wonderful Tonight”.

  Leia grinned. “I do, actually. And may I say I have the same sentiments about you in that tux. Wow, baby…”

  I laughed. “You don’t get too used to it. I don’t like suits, especially tuxedos. This is kind of a rare occasion.”

  Leia shook her head. “I have some news for you. In the world of business, it is kind of the norm to wear stuff like this. So, if you accompany me to business functions, social engagements, also known as parties—then you are going to be wearing similar attire.”

  I frowned and scoffed playfully. “That’s disheartening, but if it’s what I got to do then it is what I got to do.”

  “God, I love you,” Leia said hugging me closely. It felt nice to be near her. She was warm and inviting. And I was pretty happy. I’d gotten fairly lucky that she’d turned out to be such a great woman. But I had a feeling that ‘married life’ wasn’t going to agree with me and that was going to cause some conflicts and fights down the road. When Leia fought back against me or tried to keep me locked in her little cage to remind me of who I was supposed to be and how to act, she was going to see the side of me that I was pretty good at keeping hidden. The first time it happened would probably be even funny because it would completely blind side her.

  She might start to realize that she’d made a terrible mistake. But by then it would be too late. I was going to have my hooks into her already.

  A few days prior Leia had given me Power of Attorney over her. It was one of the final things that I wanted to clear up before we got married. Surprisingly, she was fine with it. If something ever happened to Leia, Heaven Forbid, then I would be in control of her estate and her money.

  Of course Leia’s lawyer would have suggested that she not do this and that she even sign a prenuptial agreement, but I’d seen to his little red wagon. It was amazing the skeletons rich men typically had in their closet. I’d borrowed some money from Leia for some “medical bills” and used it to finance a stripper I’d met at my bachelor party. She was happy to accept ten grand to seduce Leia’s lawyer while a private investigator I hired got it on video. I then just had to use it to blackmail the lawyer into giving Leia some very bad legal counsel. The Lawyer who had married young before he had become a lawyer for very rich clients and was now worth a bit of money, was very interested in his wife not finding out, divorcing him, and taking him for a lot of money. It all worked out for the best.

  And it worked beautifully.

  After the dance was over, I held Leia in my arms and kissed her sweetly. “I love you so much,” I whispered. “How did I get so lucky?”

  She laughed. “You are an idiot who almost got himself killed with a motorcycle stunt.”

  I threw my head back and laughed. “That was actually the smartest thing I ever did.”

  I kissed her again.

  It actually was the smartest thing I’d ever done. Throwing my bike in front of her car that day had taken careful calculation and planning. Even then it didn’t go quite right and I was scared for a brief moment that I was actually going to get hurt seriously, possibly even killed.

  But luckily it had all gone down without a hitch. And now here we were all these months later. We were two crazy kids in love with a beautiful, bright future ahead of us.

  As I held my new wife and thought about how amazing my life was turning out I couldn’t have imagined one single thing going wrong, not one.

  But life had a way of never working out quite as well as you thought it was going to.

  That’s a lesson that I seemed to never learn, despite repeated attempts by the universe to teach it to me.

  Chapter Eleven

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  The resort was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen. I hadn’t stopped being amazed by what my eyes beheld for the past few hours since we’d landed. And now that we were in our room I was still blown away. Everything was working out perfectly and our honeymoon had not officially even started yet.

  But I had a feeling it was about to heat up in some super intense ways.

  “Wow, this place is intense!” I said as I walked from the main room of our suite into the bedrooms, then checked out the huge bathroom and shower, and then finally took a seat at the kitchen table.

  Ted tipped the bellboy and when he left closed the door behind him. “I have to say I agree.”

  He grabbed us a few beers and sat down in front of me. I nodded a thank you and took a big drink from mine.

  “So, what was up with the turbulence flying in?” Ted asked. “I thought for sure we were going to die halfway through the flight.”

  “I know,” I replied. “I’m not sure there is much the pilots can do when that happens, but I almost feel that we should complain and get some sort of a discount.”

  Ted laughed. “Look at you worried about a discount.”

  “What? Just because I have money, doesn’t mean I enjoy wasting it or not getting what I paid for.”

  “I admire that,” Ted said. “That down home work ethic. It’s nice. A lot of people in your position would never have stayed as grounded.”

  I smiled. “I guess. Do you think I’m too grounded? I know that sort of thing can get really annoying.”

  Ted laughed. “No, I don’t think so. You are the perfect amount.”

  I giggled. “In fact, you are the perfect amount for a lot of things.”

  Ted stood up and began undressing. “I think it’s time for a nice shower. I smell like airplane and travelling. Would you like to join me, my dear?’

  I was right behind him, but in the shower he was right behind me within minutes. It was always so good to take it from behind.