by Jamie Knight
I'm helping Rick out with this new investment opportunity he's working on. We got together at the office yesterday to discuss it, and it sounds very promising. I can get a lot done with it, as long as I don't allow myself to get distracted again. I do this every day, staying late at the office and coming home when I know no one will be around. It's the best way to avoid Cece.
I open the door to my office and turn on the light. As I walk in, I nearly drop my briefcase in shock. Cece is sitting in the chair in front of my desk.
“What are you doing in here?” I ask her as I try to regain my composure.
“I needed to talk to you. We have something important to discuss,” she says. She doesn't sound like her usual sweet and innocent self. In fact, her back is straight, and her arms are crossed. She’s angry.
“All right, fine, I guess we can do that,” I sigh.
I walk over to my desk and set my briefcase down. I try to keep myself busy by looking at paper copies of the proposal. It's no use, though. The fact that she is right here in the office with me is driving me insane. I'm also upset that I couldn't have predicted something like this was going to happen. I feel completely thrown off my game right now.
She looks around the room. I try to ignore it, but I know she sees all the pictures of my ex-wife. It seems as if she is studying every one of them till she turns to me. “Are you still in love with your ex-wife?” she asks bluntly.
“That is none of your concern,” I say coldly.
“Answer the question,” she demands, glaring into my eyes.
“For your information, Isabel is also Katie's mother. I keep these pictures as a reminder of that. I feel bad that Katie is growing up without a mother,” I say, trying to make my lie sound more convincing.
Cece uncrosses her arms and looks at me. “I don't buy that for a second,” she says, almost getting into my face.
My head feels hot, and anger rips through me. I throw my papers down on the desk in a rage. I've had it. Who does this woman think she is to come in here and question me like this? None of this concerns her.
“What do you want me to say? That she broke my heart?” I yell. I grab a picture and throw it on the ground. The glass breaks. “Is that what you want? For me to admit that all women are the same? That all they do is hurt you?” I snap, grabbing more pictures and throwing them on the ground. I start knocking things off the shelves, not just the pictures.
Cece stands up behind me. “Yes. That's exactly what I want. You need to let go and move on. This is good for you,” she says calmly.
That is also infuriating, so I smash more pictures. She has some nerve thinking she can come in here and change everything around. She’s too young to know what is right for me. I have a good ten years of life experience on her, yet she thinks she knows best! Maybe Cece is like all the other women I know. She just wants to take over and be in charge. Well, I can’t have that.
Panting with rage, I turn to look at her, slamming my fists into the desk. Cece’s eyes meet mine. Her mouth opens just slightly. “Oh, and I suppose this is good for me too, huh? This is obviously what we both want?” I growl angrily.
I walk around the desk and grab her for a hard kiss. She doesn't argue. Her mouth opens willingly, and I can feel her tongue against mine. I run my hands over her hips, feeling the curve of her waist then the swell of her ass. She allows me to pick her up. I seat her on the edge of my desk, lift her skirt, and pull her panties aside. Wanting to feel all of her and impose my will, I stick my fingers inside of her pussy. Moaning, Cece leans back, opening her legs wide and inviting me to do as I please.
Just like I thought, she is already wet for me. I slide my fingers in and out of her a few times to feel the slickness of her juices. She lays back on my desk. Everything is knocked to the floor. With my thumb, I stroke her clit so softly that she shivers at my touch.
I can't resist her anymore. Even though I'm so angry at her for confronting me this way, I need to feel my cock inside her. I pull down my pants. I'm already rock hard. My erection springs free, and I slide easily into her core. It feels so good to be with her again.
Cece moans and cries out as I fuck her hard and rough against my desk. This is obviously what she wants. It’s why she is here. I have to admit, it is what I want to. I have been trying hard not to think about how tight and juicy she feels on my cock, but I can’t give this up.
The way it feels to have her firm legs wrap around me. To hear my name on her lips. Caught up in the emotions from everything, I cry out loud as I pour my essence inside of her. Her pussy milks my cock, as if she wants to take all of me. I'm gasping and out of breath. So is she once we are both done.
Looking up, the nanny gives me a dazed look as if this was the best thing that has ever happened to her. I feel drained, mentally and emotionally. I wasn't expecting something like this when I got home, and I don't know what to think about it. I might have just messed up everything that I had planned.
I’m too involved. I’m also infatuated with her. So I try to pull away.
Cece reaches up. She takes hold of my chin and wrestles my face back to hers. Our eyes meet, and I’m lost again. Her lips touch mine in a desperate kiss.
I can’t make her leave, and I don’t want to.
Chapter 10 - Ben
The following morning, after Cece and I spent another night together, we talk in my bedroom about everything that has happened. I'm actually delighted that she is in here with me right now. She looks just as beautiful as she did the other morning that she was asleep in here.
My new lover sits on the bed and looks at me, waiting for me to speak. I realize what I need to say. I run a hand through my hair. It's only right and fair. I really shouldn't have acted like that last night. In many ways, my behavior was out of line, but I do feel better about things.
“About last night, I'm very sorry. I shouldn't have lost control like that. I apologize for breaking and smashing everything.”
Cece takes my hand. “It's okay. I really do understand. In a way, I felt like it helped you to get rid of a lot of emotions you had inside of you about that whole situation,” she replies softly.
She sounds so wise, and I love how understanding she is about the whole situation. I honestly wasn't expecting it to go like this. This could very easily turn into one of the things I love about her.
Maybe Rick is right about Cece. Already she is different from my ex in the way she handles things. She didn't explode or lose her temper. She was full of grace and beauty, even though she had every right to be angry at me — kind of remarkable when you think about it.
We both leave the room and go downstairs to the kitchen. I have my usual cup of coffee as I watch her ready everything to take care of Katie for the day. My mind drifts to our insane night of passion last night, but I force myself to focus.
“You know there's only one week left on the job,” I start. Cece continues to get things ready for Katie's breakfast. “I just wanted to tell you that I am grateful for you quitting your job at the coffee shop to help me out. I'm sorry that after this week, your services will no longer be required because my mother and sister will be back from their trip.” Uncomfortably, I take a sip of my coffee. “At least then you'll have your tuition money, and you'll be able to go to college,” I add, trying to make the conversation more lighthearted than it is.
Cece turns to look at me. “This job has really been a blessing. I won’t want to go. It’s going to be sad,” she says in a stern tone. “But maybe, we can figure something out.” She finishes with breakfast then smiles a little. “I'm going to go wake up Katie now,” she says, walking out of the kitchen.
I smile into my coffee. She's a little feisty this morning, but I like how she has liked being around. I feel happy at the thought of continuing to see her. I hope she does too. If I admit it, she's like a breath of fresh air around the house. I feel confident once again about her being here with me.
I quickly finish my
coffee, put my mug in the sink, and leave the kitchen. I have a lot of things I need to get done before I head to work. The first thing I do is go to the home office and clean up. Removing all the broken pictures and glass, I throw them away. There isn’t any hesitation in my actions. I should have done this years ago. I organize my desk, which was still a mess from our night of passion. Looking around the now clean room, I give a nod of satisfaction. It’s time to move on.
Afterward, I go upstairs to shower and change. After I'm ready, I grab my briefcase and walk back through the house. Cece and Katie are already having breakfast.
“Bye, daddy,” Katie says through a mouthful of food.
“Bye, sweetie, see you later,” I say, smiling at her.
Cece gives me a small smile as well before I walk out of the house. I'm happy that she is still here. I can't get over the new way that I am feeling about everything. Maybe she was right about what she said last night. I do feel like I got something out. Whether it was anger or some other emotion, I don't know, but I feel different. I feel lighter.
I'm in a good mood as I drive to work. My phone rings loudly. I put it on speaker, so I can keep driving.
“Hey, Sis, how's the trip?” I ask, talking to my sister on the phone.
Her voice sounds loud but a little choppy. “Hi, Ben! It's great. How are things with you?” she asks, making small talk. The conversation is a little halting because of the static.
“Same as usual. What's on your mind?” I ask.
“Ha, you know me like a book,” she says, laughing. Liz never calls unless she has something to ask me, and it’s even more likely she’s looking for a favor today because she and my mother are on a cruise.
“Of course, I do. You're my sister, now what's up?” I ask again while trying to concentrate on the road.
“Well, Mom and I are thinking about extending our trip by a couple of weeks. I hope that's not going to be a problem. We're just having so much fun here in the Bahamas,” she admits.
I almost laugh. That isn’t a big deal at all. “No, not at all. In fact, I think four weeks would be a good extension time,” I reply, taking her by surprise.
“Are you sure? Are things okay at home?” Liz asks, concerned.
“Yes, I'm fine. I have someone that can watch Katie until you get back. Now enjoy your trip,” I assure her.
“Okay, great! Take care, Ben!” my sister says before hanging up.
I enjoy the rest of the quiet car ride to work. This is excellent news. I'm smiling as I imagine going home later that night to tell Cece that she will be able to work for me longer. I hope the information makes her happy. I'm sure it will. It has certainly made me happy today. In fact, I don't know that I have ever felt like this. I hope it's not too noticeable when I walk into work.
Chapter 11 - Ben
The workday is finally over, and I am preparing to leave the office. As I close my suitcase and walk out of the building, I realize I am looking forward to going home. I know Katie will be happy, but most importantly, Cece will be waiting there for me. The thought of that pleases me so much.
As I get into my car and drive off, I decide to do something to make her as happy as I feel. To let her know that I am glad she is still around. I pull over and run into a flower shop that is not far from the office and buy the most beautiful bouquet they have, then drive home. I can only imagine the look on the nanny’s face when I give her the flowers and the good news about her being able to stay on longer. I keep smiling as I think about that.
Cece certainly is changing things the longer she is around. When I get home, no one is in the kitchen. I look at my watch and realize it is later than I thought. I hadn't intended to stay so late at the office.
I put my briefcase and flowers down on the kitchen counter. The house is quiet, so I walk upstairs and pause outside of Katie's room. I hear Cece in there reading her a story. I don't want to interrupt, so I walk to the bedroom and start to unwind. I slip out of my work clothes and into a relaxing shower.
As I'm showering, a thought occurs to me. I want to add to my special night for Cece. I get out of the shower and start looking through my drawers. I pull on a pair of swim trunks, then throw my robe on over that and go back downstairs. Cece sits in the kitchen, waiting for me. I smile when I see her.
“Katie asleep?” I ask.
“Yes, just now. Who are the flowers for?” she asks curiously, giving me a welcoming smile.
“For you,” I reply as I walk over and hand them to her.
“Thank you, they are lovely,” she says, putting the bouquet to her nose and smelling them. A blush covers her cheeks.
“Would you like to join me in the hot tub?” I ask.
“Oh, but I don't…..oh, okay.” She looks down a bit as she agrees.
I take the young woman by the hand and lead her outside. Getting into the hot tub, I wait for her. She strips down to her bra and panties and slips into the water. She looks so good, more beautiful than I remember. We can't take our eyes off of each other. Cece gives me a sweet smile then looks away.
“So, I have some news to tell you,” I announce. She turns around and looks at me, curiously. Her lips part slightly. “My mother and sister have decided to extend their trip for a few more weeks…,” I explain. Her eyes widen a little as she listens to me. “That leaves you free to stay on here with us if you still want to.”
She is speechless for a few seconds. “Are you kidding? I'd love to stay and take care of you both!”
Unable to contain her happiness and excitement, Cece throws herself into my arms. We hold each other, smiling. As we pull away, I can't stop myself. I kiss her lips, softly at first. The passion builds between us. The warm water from the hot tub bubbles around us. She kisses me back. Her arms wind around my neck, and I pull her into my lap, so she's straddling me.
My cock is already stiff and aching for her. We kiss harder, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. I move my hand under the water. Pushing her panties aside, I slip my finger into her pussy. I know she's ready. Cece moans softly as I finger her for a few seconds, teasing her. She shivers at my touch.
This is driving me insane. I want her now. I pull my finger out of her pussy and pull down my swim trunks. I listen to her moan as she slides down onto my long, thick cock. She takes every inch of me inside of her; it feels even more incredible.
Grabbing her by the hips, I start lifting her up and down. She moans loudly, riding me slowly at first. I want her to really feel me. Gripping my shoulders, she throws her head back, losing herself in the moment. So am I.
She starts grinding against my dick and riding faster and faster. The hot tub grows steamy, the air warm. I cup her ass in my hands, pulling her closer to me. Every part of her body fits nicely with mine. She starts to moan and cry out more as her pussy clamps down on my cock.
Burying her face in the side of my neck, she starts gasping, “Oh, Ben. Yes, Ben!”
I know she's close, so I slow down a little. I want to stay inside of her as long as I can. Her pussy, so soft and tight just for me. Her lips and face are even more beautiful, especially when she is calling out my name.
We can both hold back no longer. With loud gasps, we cum together, almost in sync.
After we hold each other for a few minutes, she shifts sideways in my lap. I find myself doing something I never thought I would, cuddling. We hold each other close and continue to give each other soft little kisses. Cece seems to enjoy this very much. In fact, so do I. It's almost like a cute little relationship thing. I've seen other couples do this before, and I have to admit it does feel nice to have someone to do this with.
She giggles a little as I kiss down the side of her face to her neck. “I could get used to being treated this way,” she says softly.
We both smile at each other and relax in the hot tub. My hands continue to caress and explore her body. She loves my touch and lounges languidly in my lap. I can't wait for more romantic time alon
e with my new lover.
Chapter 12 - Cece
What a night this has been! Ben and I spent a romantic night in the hot tub. After our sex, we cuddle and kiss. When it gets late enough, he carries me upstairs to his room, where I'm treated like a queen. He runs the warm water in the bath, filling it with fragrant soap and bubbles.
I am enjoying my time with him so much. It's more than sex. The way he is acting so kind and sweet right now. He's almost gentle and tender with me. I feel like I could be falling for him. My mind whirls at the thought. I don't know if that is crazy or foolish of me, but that is what I feel.
We undress each other, and he starts kissing me again. I feel how turned on I'm getting. I don't think I could ever get tired of Ben. He climbs into the tub and pulls me in with him. I sit in his lap, and we kiss and cuddle for a little bit. This feels more intimate than our hot tub sex. He watches the rise and fall of my breasts in the water. I grab some of the soapy water and wet myself, loving the fragrance.
“You look so good like that,” he says, his eyes glued to my body.
He kisses me again, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I love it when he acts like that. It makes everything feel more passionate and intense. It drives me crazy in a perfect way.
My back is against the wall of the tub. With his hand, Ben spreads my legs. I feel his finger stroking my folds again. I'm so ready for him, and he knows it. Soon his fingers are inside of me. They slide smoothly in and out, thanks to the water. Why is everything so hot with this man? I spread my legs wider, draping each one over the sides of the tub. He continues to finger me, slowly and deeply. I lay my head back and moan, letting myself get lost in the feeling.