Her Savior
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“Okay,” I replied even though I wasn’t sure what he was trying to say.
“Okay, you want things to stay the same or different?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about Tyler.” I burst out laughing. “I think we are getting along just fine, don’t you?”
“Well, I avoided you all week long, so maybe things aren’t going perfectly fine.”
“You were avoiding me?”
“Yeah, didn’t you notice I was never home?” He laughed
“Nah, not really,” I joked.
Of course, I had noticed he was working a ton, but I just thought it was because he had his big pitch coming up. How was I supposed to have known he was really trying to avoid seeing or talking to me.
“You know what?” he said with a totally serious look on his face.
“What?”
“I think I’m going to tickle the truth out of you.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” I said as I started to smile.
“I would dare,” he said as he chased after me.
I ran through the kitchen and out into the living room before darting down the hallway. I was about to go into the kids’ old bedroom, but Tyler grabbed me and pulled me into his room. We were both laughing hysterically as he threw me down on the bed and started to tickle me.
“I hate being tickled,” I said in the best straight face I could muster.
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you started tickling me the other day. Now this is a tickle battle, and you have no way out of it.” He laughed as he sat on my legs and held his fingers up in the air.
He wiggled his fingers as he prepared to tickle me. I was already laughing though as I remembered the night I had done the same thing to him. There was no turning back now. I was definitely going to get tickled.
“I’ll do anything,” I screamed out.
Instantly, Tyler stopped. He looked at me as his gaze narrowed, and I could practically see the gears turning in his mind. Uh oh, he was going to come up with something outrageous; I just knew it.
“Kiss me,” he said firmly.
“That’s it?”
“Unless we decide it’s not it.” He pulled me close to him, and I took advantage of the moment and kissed him hard. I didn’t hold back at all as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kept his body pressed up as our mouths opened and started to play with each other. This was quite a different evening than I had expected.
His hands slid up the back of my shirt and pushed it out of the way and then his fingers trickled back down. With each slide of his fingers, I felt my body giving into him more and more. We weren’t frantically going at it like the other night; this time we took our time as each of us explored one another.
Tyler pulled me over to the bed as he sat down, and I stayed standing in front of him. His hands reached around and grabbed my ass while his face pressed into my cleavage. I felt more comfortable there with Tyler than I could remember feeling with any of the other guys I had slept with. We knew each other. Tyler and I knew more about one another than I knew about some of my best friends.
Even the previous week when I had gone out drinking with everyone, all I could think about was that I really wanted Tyler to be there with me. Even if he was just standing there and listening to the same stories I had been listening to. I wanted him there.
I liked having Tyler around, and I hoped he liked having me around. After a month working with him, I finally felt confident enough in my skills to care for the kids, and I wasn’t all that afraid of the time Tyler was going to be gone.
“Something changed,” Tyler said as he pulled my T-shirt off of me. “And I like the change.”
“Me too,” I softly said as my lips moved down his neck, and I took in the delicious taste of his body.
Tyler grabbed my hand and walked me around to the side of his bed. He pulled the covers back and then moved in to kiss me again. Slowly, sensually, our lips pressed against each other. His hands played with the waistband to my workout pants while I started to unbuckle his pants. Before long, we were both standing there naked and slid under the covers and into his bed.
The giant king sized bed was far bigger than my bed at Patrick’s or even my bed here, but I’d slept in plenty of those beds before. I even had one back at my parents’ house. I pulled Tyler with me as I climbed onto the bed. Our hands were wrapped around each other, and our bodies were longing to taste and feel the pleasure that we had felt before.
This time, we were taking our time. We were enjoying each and every moment as we stripped off the last piece of clothing for each of us and slid into his bed.
The dark gray sheets of Tyler’s bed were luxurious, and I let my hands wrap up in them as Tyler moved his body slowly down so his lips played with my wetness. He started slowly at first and then continued moving faster and faster as he egged me on. My body was giving in to the pleasure he delivered.
“Shit,” I screamed out as I felt my pleasure releasing after only a few moments of his tongue on me. “Okay, okay,” I said as I tried to wiggle away, but he wouldn’t let me.
His hands held onto me as his tongue continued to torture me and wouldn’t let me go. The pleasure again started to build up, and I could hardly take it as I felt the excitement starting in my center and moving outward in a big wash of emotions.
Tyler finally moved up my body with his kisses and took my nipple into his mouth. One and then the other, he devoured my breasts and played with them as my body built up with pleasure. Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer and tugged on his body so he would thrust inside of me. I needed him. I had to feel him again. There was no way I could wait any longer.
“Condom,” he said as he pressed his body over to his nightstand and grabbed one out.
He didn’t waste any time as he started putting it on before he had even managed to climb back over to where we were parked on the bed.
“I like being on top,” I said playfully as I pushed him back onto the bed, and he just smiled up at me. He clearly did not care which one of us were on the top as long as he still got to have the fun he wanted to.
I pressed my clit into him as his hands grabbed tightly onto my hips. With every rock of my body, he rocked my hips for me. Soon, I felt the pleasure overwhelming me again, but this time, I didn’t want to give in. This time, I slowed myself down as I felt the urge to orgasm.
Tyler thrust harder and harder as he waited for me to release, but this time, I just wasn’t ready to do that. I wanted more of Tyler, all of him. I needed to feel his desire and how it built up to an explosion. This was going to be about him. I wanted to give him the most pleasure he could remember having. It was funny how only a couple of weeks had changed my view of Tyler and what he was like.
He obviously was a nice person, but more than that, I was a nicer person around him. It took a special sort of man to soften up any woman he was around. His hands stroked up and down my back as we slowed down and enjoyed the moment a little.
Soon, Tyler had pulled me down toward him and was gently kissing me as our hips moved so slowly that we were barely moving. We were making love.
The intimacy of the moment skyrocketed as the kissing increased. There was something so undeniable about kissing while you made love. He moved his hips gingerly and used his hands to guide my body so we were in perfect timing.
Our aroused bodies continued for nearly an hour until I couldn’t take it another second. This time, my orgasm started low and deep in my body, and I wanted to feel it rumble throughout me.
“Yes,” I moaned as I felt that familiar building up of intensity.
Tyler flipped me over and pressed my back into the sheets as he picked up the pace. My feet were curled around his ass and pushed him to move harder and harder as the desire built up more and more. This was a different sort of explosion than the last time. This one was moving throughout my legs as he thrust hard inside of me.
I grabbed onto his back and held his body as tightly toward
me as I could while he let go of one last thrust, and I screamed out with delight. But Tyler didn’t stop his thrusting. I knew he was so close to explosion, how could he not be ready to release?
His continued movements had my body building up again before the excitement of the first orgasm had calmed down at all. I couldn’t take it though and pushed him back onto the bed as we rolled over so I was on top again.
“Oh, you like being in control?” he teased as his eyes looked lustfully up at me.
“I do like this.”
I moved my hips slowly as I sat up and let him see me while I moved. His eyes weren’t just looking at my tits, though. He made eye contact and watched me as we continued to move. The harder I thrust my hips, the more intense our lovemaking got.
We were sweating. Drenched in sweat, I was about to throw the blankets off of me when I heard the little pitter patter of footsteps down the stairs. I leaned over on top of Tyler and froze.
“Dad, can I get a drink of water,” Thomas said from the door to Tyler’s room.
I quickly slid under the covers and let Tyler decide what to do next. I didn’t have any idea what the proper way to handle this situation was. So instead of handling it at all, I simply stayed under the covers and didn’t move. I closed my eyes and hoped that some sort of answer could be figured out.
“Yeah, buddy, go ahead and get a drink of water,” Tyler said calmly.
I slinked over next to Tyler and waited to hear the door close all the way. When the door finally closed, Tyler pulled the blankets back and motioned for me to slide back on top of him. But the mood was totally lost. Somehow that one moment in time had solidified what was going on here.
I was just the nanny.
I had to hide from his kids. I wasn’t a girlfriend. I wasn’t someone who was okay to be in bed with their father. Instead, I was the nanny who was sleeping with my boss, and it felt weird and wrong.
“I should get back to my room,” I said as my gut spun around with this nasty weird feeling.
“No, stay.”
Tyler pulled me toward him and kissed me. He was sweet, but there was no way this was going to work out for either one of us. He was literally paying me to live in his house and take care of his children – that wasn’t a relationship.
“Nah, I better go. I’ll wait until Thomas gets back into his room,” I said as I climbed out of the bed and looked around for my clothes.
I flipped the light on and started to get dressed as Tyler laid in bed still. His body was still hard with excitement for me, but his hands were running through his hair as if he also knew this wasn’t how things were supposed to turn out.
“I’m sorry; I should have locked the door. Just go lock it and come back to bed,” he said with a pained expression. “Summer, don’t go.”
I slipped my T-shirt on and climbed up into the bed. I kissed him gently, and it was perfection. His hand slid into my hair and pulled me as we took the moment to enjoy each other. I liked this guy, and sleeping with him that night was different than it had been the first time. The emotions I was feeling were raw and overwhelming for me like nothing I’d experienced before.
“I’m going to head upstairs. It’s fine; I’ll see you in the morning,” I said sweetly as I pulled away from him.
At this point, I just wanted a moment to myself. I had to think about everything that was going on, and I couldn’t do that in his bed. I’d worked for a month already, and maybe it was time for me to leave and let Tyler hire a new nanny? I wasn’t sure at all. The only thing I was sure of was that I couldn’t stay in that room with Tyler another moment as I felt my emotions boiling up and getting ready to burst.
There was no way I was crying over this. It was stupid. I hurried out of his room and up to my room. Of course, I was balling by the time I shut the door behind me. I liked Tyler and not just as some boy toy I wanted to sleep with and hang around. I had so many real emotions going on that I could hardly process them.
Not only did I like Tyler, but I loved Faith and Thomas. How was this all going to end? It felt like the heartbreak was the only possible answer. I slid down next to my bed and curled up into a tight ball as I let the emotions take over for a minute. I was the nanny, and I’d just fallen in love with my employer, how totally cliché was that?
Chapter 12
Tyler
“Have a great day at school you guys,” I said as Summer and the kids were walking out the front door as I just woke up.
Summer had avoided me all weekend long and even this morning had woken the kids up extra early to get them ready and go for a walk by the river before school. The distance between us was killing me. I liked Summer. I liked her more than a nanny, but I wasn’t exactly sure how that was supposed to work out because she was also the best nanny the kids had ever had.
She wasn’t perfect in the household stuff, but she stuck to the kids’ schedules, and Faith and Thomas were ten times happier than I’d seen them in months. Hell, they were probably the happiest I’d seen them since their mother passed away, and that was all due to Summer and her way of caring for them.
Even though I cared for her and loved being with her, I couldn’t ruin that for the kids. If Summer wanted things to stop between the two of us while she was the nanny, then I would hold back and let that happen. My kids were far more important to me than a sexual relationship that was building between Summer and me.
As I drove to work, my mind raced with all the ideas about what I should say or do with Summer. I knew Rob was going to freak out when I told him about how the weekend had gone. All week he kept telling me to play it cool and just let things settle. But then I went and made love to Summer again, and now everything was a disaster.
“Rob,” I said as I stood in the doorway to his office right when I arrived.
“We have two weeks until the pitch, so do not tell me anything that will freak me out. I swear to God,” he groaned as he was going through some of our advertising posters that arrived. “They screwed them up. Nothing is right. Look at this!”
Rob held up one of the posters, and the writing on the front was so small you couldn’t see it from five feet away. Obviously, they wouldn’t work well to put up in airports like we had planned to pitch to the client.
“We have two weeks, just send them back and make the company fix it. There’s enough time,” I said calmly.
“And how about this?” He pulled out a large poster that instead of having our graphic on it, there was a picture of a half naked woman with the words we had designed for our poster.
I couldn’t help laughing. It was so ridiculous that it really looked like some sort of joke that the printing shop was playing on us. How could they actually think we would write ‘Come stay in us,’ with a picture of a half naked woman on a six-foot long poster? It was really funny, but not funny all at the same time.
“Send it back. Let’s go through everything, and we will send the items back and figure out what happened. There’s plenty of time. You’ve got to calm down,” I said as I realized now was definitely not going to be the right time to tell him what was going on with Summer.
It took most of the morning for us to go through all our marketing material and get things packaged back up to send to the printer. When we were done with packaging everything, I let Rob relax while I called the printer to figure everything out. Luckily, they had our order still and emailed me proofs to confirm. They apologized profusely and promised our updated order would be in the office within three days.
“Everything is taken care of,” I said to Rob as I sat down across from his desk. “They sent over the final proofs and assured me we would have everything by the end of this week to look at. They are even giving us a full credit back for the order. So basically, we just got them free of charge.”
“Well, that’s good at least,” he grumped as he was frantically going through files on his computer. “So what was it that you had to tell me earlier? It looked like you had some bad news.”
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bsp; “Um, it’s fine. We can talk about it later. I’ve got everything under control.”
“Shit, what did you do?”
“I said everything is under control. There’s nothing to worry about. We are going to the big pitch session in two weeks, and I can keep a lid on this until then.”
Rob’s head fell into his hands, and he laid it down on his desk as he groaned. I really didn’t want to stress him out any more than he already was, and at this point, there wasn’t much to say about it. I’d slept with Summer again, and things were a little awkward – that was all.
“It doesn’t change our trip. Don’t worry about it.”
“I’m worried, Tyler. Do you see all this gray hair? I’m worried. I’d like to finally take a vacation. I want to meet my own sexy nanny and have hot sex all night long. I want to get my damn yellow tooth fixed. But I’m too busy with our company. I’m worried, so just tell me what’s going on,” he said in exasperation.
“I slept with Summer. Thomas came into the room, and I basically pushed her head under the covers and made her hide. She left and went back to her room, and I haven’t spoken to her in two days.”
“You’re going to kill me. You know this, right Tyler?”
“Come on, she still got up and took the kids to school today. I think things are going to be fine. They were fine last week. We were getting along even though we didn’t talk all week.”
“And yet you still managed to end up with her in your bed again?” Rob shrugged his shoulders as if it was some sort of mystery.
“She made dinner last night. One thing led to another and bam we were in bed.”
“I wish just for a day, I could have your life. No, not all of it, not the horrible history stuff. But this stuff. I want this,” he growled at me. “Let’s just get as much done today as we can before your life blows up in both of our faces.”
We actually got tons of work done that day, and I was confident we were prepared for our big pitch. As soon as our correct advertising posters came in, that was all we really had left. We both knew what to say during our pitch. We practiced having a little light hearted humor in there as well. This was going to be awesome, and I was sure we would nail it.