I’ll stick around and see where this leads me. I can’t exactly leave anyway; I promised a seven year old girl that I would always be there. All her other nannies have walked away. I’m not like that. I love that little girl already. She is more behaved than most children I have ever met. The water was getting cold so I washed off and got out. Wrapping my towel around me I look into the mirror. My curls fall effortlessly down past my shoulders and my caramel skin is soaked. Thank God for my mother being half white or my hair would be a bit nappy.
I lie down in bed and pull the covers over me. Thinking about Marline and Chandler turn me on slightly but I ignore it and fall asleep. I dream about Marline and what we did in the car. It really was something that I wanted to do, but I feel terrible because she is married. I’m not a home wrecker but if Chandler is ok with it then I guess its fine. Chandler enters the dream and not only am I and Marline doing things, Chandler joins. Whoa. This has never happened before. But, I kind of like it.
At 7:00 am my phone rings and it’s Juan. I answer it groggy and half asleep. He sounded wide awake and I had to tell him to hold on let me call him back. What was he calling so early for? He isn’t scheduled to come to the house today, was he? Getting up I go to the bathroom and then call him.
“Hello? Juan you called?” I said. I was almost fully awake now trying to make a cup of coffee.
“Hey Joan. So, I know I told you I’d call you that night, but I got caught up in something. Do you want to do breakfast?” Juan asked.
“Um, I have to be at work in an hour and a half.” I said. I look at the clock and I have just enough time to grab my coffee and get dressed and go.
“Plenty of time.” Juan said. I hear a knock on the door.
“Juan are you at my apartment?” I asked.
“I don’t know come open the door and see.” Juan said. I could hear a smile in his voice.
I walk over to the door and open it, still holding the phone up to my ear. When I open the door; Juan is standing outside with a bag of food from some place called Sweeties. He slides his phone down and hangs it up and smiles at me. Handing me coffee and bags I take them to the counter.
“Juan how did you know where I lived?” I asked wary because I never told him my address.
“I’ll be honest; I took it from your employment papers. I really wanted to have breakfast with you this morning so I looked you up.” Juan said.
“Excuse me, what?” I asked.
“Just kidding, I looked you up in the phone book.” Juan laughed. I laughed with him.
“Don’t scare me like that.” I said. Getting plates out I realize I’m still in my shorts and tank top. My hair is up in a bun and I have no makeup on. “Hang on a sec.” I said.
“You look fine the way you are Joan. Don’t get dressed for me.” Juan said smiling bigger now.
“Juan I am not in the habit of walking around like this when I have guest. Just excuse me for a moment. That’s all I need. Ok?” I said. I ran into my room and pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I let my hair down and swiped on some mascara and I was ready.
“There that’s better.” I said. I look at the clock and I still have a little bit before I have to be at work. I guess breakfast is Ok.
“You look lovely Joan.” Juan said.
“Thank you. Orange Juice?” I offer him a glass and I pour one for myself as well.
“So Joan. How much longer do I have the pleasure of having breakfast with you?” Juan asked sipping his coffee.
“About an hour. So where is Sweeties? I’ve never heard of that place.” I asked. I have lived in L.A. for a while now and I’ve never seen this place.
“It’s not in L.A. It’s in Santa Barbara. This is my Abuela’s diner.” Juan said. Wow, he drove all the way out there this morning just to get us breakfast.
“Is that where you are from?” I asked.
“Yes. My mother died when I was very young and I live with my Abuela for more than half my life.” Juan said. He looked down and I instantly felt sorry.
“I’m very sorry to hear that Juan. How old were you?” I asked.
“10.” Juan said.
“Oh. I lost mine at 20. I know how it feels.” I said. I took a sip of my coffee. When I put my hand down Juan put his hand over mine.
“I want to get to know you. I feel something here and I want to explore it.” Juan said. Crap.
Chapter Seven
How do I tell Juan I can’t exactly go through with this? Do I tell him what I did with Marline? Do I tell him what Chandler wants to do with me? No. I will take this to the grave. I like Juan but I don’t think I like him like he likes me. Maybe I should try something with Juan and stop doing things with Marline. I’m so confused. One situation will more than likely hurt Juan and the other will make me lose my job. Juan left shortly after he told me that. I had to get to work. Do I tell him I’m going to live there?
What about what Chandler said? He’s a bad boy and plays girls. He doesn’t seem like that kind of guy. Maybe he was saying that because he wants me. I don’t know. I’ll just see how things go after I move in. When I get to work everyone is already off to work and the key is in its usual spot under the plant. When I walk in there is $400 sitting on the table that I set my purse on. I guess they are paying me early for this week.
There isn’t much to do today because I’ve pretty much been keeping the house clean all week. Just sweeping the kitchen and cleaning the bathrooms. I have to make all the beds and make sure the laundry is done. So I had a lot of down time today. It was actually nice to sit down for a couple of hours until I had to go get Macy.
Pulling up to the school I don’t see Macy so I get out and walk to the office. She’s sitting there waiting for me and the teacher is talking to the principle. I sit next to her and she’s shaking. What happened? I want to ask her but before I can ask her Mrs. Jones comes out of the office.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Macy got into a small spat with one of her classmates today. Can you have her mother call me when she has a chance?” Mrs. Jones asked.
“Of course. Thank you.” I said and Macy and I went out to my car. We drive back to her house and I sit in the driveway. “Do you want to tell me what happened so I can tell your mom?” I ask looking at her with concern.
“This boy was picking on me so I yelled shut up really loud and he threw a paper ball at me. So I threw a notebook at him and I got in trouble.” Macy looked up at me with tears in her eyes. “Please don’t tell my mommy. She might be really mad at me.” She begged.
“Macy I have to tell your mom because if I don’t and she finds out I’ll get in trouble for not saying anything to her. You understand right? If you explain it to them like you just did to me maybe they won’t be as mad as you may think. Ok?” I tried to reassure her and she nodded and smiled at me.
“You really think so?” Macy asked.
“I know so.” I said. Macy hugged me and ran inside to do her homework.
I go inside and Macy is sitting at her usual spot at the kitchen counter doing her homework. I grab her PB&J sandwich and a glass of milk. When she finishes her homework she sits on the couch and watches Disney. Cinderella is on and she seems to be enjoying it so I step outside for a smoke. Juan texts me.
Hey Joan. Are you working?
Juan
Yes. But, I’m taking a quick break while the kid watches Cinderella.
Joan
Oh, ok. So have you thought more about what we talked about this morning?
Juan
No I haven’t had the chance.
Joan
I have had many chances but I didn’t want to really think about it. I don’t know what’s going to happen after I move in here and I don’t want to mess up my job but I also don’t want to hurt Juan. He’s so sweet. He didn’t text back right away so I was getting worried.
That doesn’t mean that I won’t think about it.
Joan
I know Joan. I just see s
omething in you and I want to find out what it is. What are you doing after work tonight?
Juan
Nothing. Packing.
Joan
Packing?
I’m moving into the pool house.
What?
Juan
They want a more permanent person. This way I’ll already be here.
Joan
Yeah for whatever they want.
Juan
What do you mean by that?
Joan
You’ll see.
Juan
Juan what is wrong?
Joan
He didn’t text back. I knew what he meant but I probably should have told him some other time. I probably just broke the little guy’s heart. I feel horrible. I go back inside and Macy is up in her room. I find her trying to give her teddy bear some tea. I sit down and join her little tea party.
Later on Marline comes home while I’m cooking dinner. I’m making Chicken Alfredo. My specialty. She goes up to Macy’s room to check on her and I’m wondering if Macy is telling her what happened today. I hoped they weren’t going to be too mad at her. She was just sticking up for herself. That boy shouldn’t have been picking on her or throwing things at her. Marline comes into the kitchen with Macy and they sit at the dinner table.
“Joan can you come here for a moment?” Marline asks.
“Sure. Just let me turn the food down.” I said and put the food on Medium. I walk over and sit down with them.
“Macy said something happened today at school but she was too afraid to tell me. Can you tell me what happened? Did she tell you?” Marline asked.
“She told me that this little boy in her class was picking on her so she might have said shut up a bit too loud and he threw a paper ball at her and she threw a notebook at him. She got in trouble but he didn’t. She was really scared that you were going to be mad at her. She was just sticking up for herself.” I sort of just let that fall out because I wanted to get it all out before she got mad and didn’t let me finish. She sat there for a moment and then breathed in. Here we go.
“I’m not mad. She was just sticking up for herself. But, Macy no matter what someone else does to you; you do not go back and do the same thing to them. Do you understand?” Marline leaned in and talked to Macy.
“Yes mommy. I’m sorry it won’t happen again.” Macy said looking right into her mother’s eyes.
“Ok, this time you aren’t in trouble but if it happens again you will be grounded. Understand?” Marline said.
“MH mm.” Macy said and nodded.
“Ok, well head up to your room. I’d like to talk to Mrs. Joan alone.” Marline said. Macy got up and hugged her and ran up to her room.
I sit there and Marline looks at me. What did I do? I told her what happened. She just sits here and looks at me. Looking at me up and down. Oh, no. I look back at her and smile. She smiles back at me and cocks her head to one side.
“You have such a beautiful smile Joan. I’d like to see it more often.” Marline said. Marline reached up and let down her perfect pony and the band slid down to her wrist. “Will you meet me in the pool house in 10 minutes?” Marline asked and got up and went upstairs. She is so forward. Why does she do this to me? Is this wrong? It feels right though. Now her husband wants me too. Isn’t this gross? No one has to know and they won’t know either.
I walk out to the pool house and she isn’t there yet. I pour myself a tall drink and I sip on it until she comes in. She walks in with a bag and she’s wearing a robe. Putting the bag down on the bed she slips off her robe and she is wearing a nightie. It’s sexy purple baby doll that plunges down the back and the front.
“I’ve brought you something. Here.” She hands me the bag and I look inside. Inside there is another nightie. This one has a thong and it is green with a plunging neckline and a halter collar. It’s so sexy. “Go put it on.” She said. Biting her lip I walk into the bathroom and emerge with the nighty on.
Marline looks me up and down and walks over to me and touches my skin ever so lightly. She kisses my neck and pushes me up against the wall and slides my hands up over my head and trail kisses me up my jaw line and finally meeting my lips. I kiss her back and our tongues intertwine and she starts moving her finger tips down my arms and around my waist.
We continue to kiss while her fingers find my clit and her other hand wraps around my breast. Marline leads me to the bed in the middle of the room and lays me down. She climbs on top of me and slips my thong off. Her fingers find my clit once more and then she kisses down my stomach and places her mouth on my clit. I moan in delighted passion and then I feel her lift up a bit and I feel her moan into my pelvic area.
Looking up I see Chandler above us and he stares into my eyes while doing his wife doggy style. I lean my head back and moan again because Marline is touching the main spot. Again and again I feel her moan into me but without fail she continues to pleasure me. When I find my release she finds hers and Chandler after. Marline lies on her back and I get over her and kiss her. I trail kiss her down her stomach and Chandler puts a condom on and repeats what he did to his wife. After we all find our releases we moan loudly with one another and we lay on the bed together. I wasn’t expecting that but I actually kind of liked it.
Chapter Eight
“Why don’t you just move in tonight? I’m off tomorrow. I can help you move in your things tomorrow. Marline can watch Macy.” Chandler said while we were eating dinner. Macy was completely oblivious which was good.
“That’s fine. I don’t see why not. But, what will I do with my apartment?” I asked.
“Keep it for now. I’ll pay your rent just in case you can’t continue here anymore and then you have a place to go. Even if this doesn’t work out for you Joan I’m not going to leave you homeless. Is that ok with you Marline.” Chandler offered. Marline had been looking at me the whole time.
“That is perfectly fine.” Marline said.
“Ok, great then its settled. You will stay here tonight and move in tomorrow.” Chandler said. Smiling he finished his dinner and his phone rang. He left the room.
“Thank you Marline for everything. That is a beautiful pool house.” I said. Finishing my dinner I clear everyone’s plate and dish out some cobbler my mother taught me how to make before she passed.
“You are very welcome Joan. Macy go upstairs and get your bath darling. It’s almost bed time. Give Mrs. Joan a hug goodnight.” Marline said. Macy hugs me and then her mom and runs up stairs. I start putting the dishes into the dishwasher and my phone rings.
“Hello?” I answer and Marline leaves the room.
“Hey it’s Juan. What time do you get off of work?” Juan asked. He seems sort of irritated.
“9. Why?” I ask.
“I want to take you somewhere. Will you please meet me at your apartment at 9:30?” Juan asked.
“I can try.” I said.
“I’ll call you then ok? Bye Joan.” Juan hangs up the phone. Why did he sound so mad? What did I do? I know he stopped texting me a while ago, but I didn’t think he was that mad that I was moving in. Did that have anything to do with it?
“Who was that?” Marline curiously asked.
“A friend. They wanted to see me tonight when I got off of work. Is that ok? I won’t make any noise when I get home. I’ll just go straight back to the pool house.” I ask.
“Yeah. That’s fine. You get off at 9. It’s about 9 now. Let me walk you out.” Marline and I walk out to my car and she leans up against the back door. “I really hope what happened earlier wasn’t too much. It doesn’t have to happen again if you don’t want it to.” Marline added.
“It was fine. I wasn’t complaining. And, I’m not complaining now.” I said. Marline leans in closer and our lips meet.
“You are on gorgeous woman. I hope this last a while. Only if you are comfortable with it though. My husband and I would never make you do something you didn’t want to do.” Marline said.
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p; “I’ll let you know when it gets too much.” I say kissing her back.
“Ok, well I better go so I can get back. I won’t be too late.” I said. I get in my car and wave at Marline.
Pulling into my apartment building Juan is sitting outside waiting on me. What is it about Spanish men? They are so demanding. I kind of like it coming from him. I get out of my car and walk up to my door, Juan follows me. We walk up the stairs to my apartment and he puts his hand on my shoulder before we walk in.
“Joan, are you ok?” Juan asked.
“Yes. Why?” I ask.
“Because you are moving in with them. Please just watch yourself. I don’t want you to get hurt.” Juan said.
“Why would I get hurt?” I ask.
“Because all the girls do.” Juan said and he walks into my apartment.
“Wait a minute! You can’t just say something like that and walk into my apartment. There is something you aren’t telling me.” I yell.
“Just please be careful.” Juan said.
“Juan. Please I’m going to be living there I have to know. What happened to the other girls?” I ask concerned.
“Come with me.” Juan said.
“I have to change.” I said.
“Do that and then come with me.” Juan said. There he goes again being demanding.
I walk into my room and strip down to my panties and bra. I slip on a sundress and long sock with boots. I feel more comfortable than I did at work. He’s going to get testy with me so I just throw my curls up into a bun and walk out to my living room. He is standing there looking at me.
“Wow you are gorgeous.” He said. That wasn’t the first time I’ve been told that tonight. I was starting to believe it.
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