Jason
April was seated with Willa in the kitchen, the two of them at the bar as they went over her homework.
I couldn’t help but watch.
“All right, you remember how to do long division, right?”
“Kind of. You have to move the numbers around.”
They hadn’t noticed me yet, and that was how I wanted it. April had hit it off with Willa—that was clear. But I wanted to see how she was with her without knowing I was there.
“Yeah, you got it. Put those numbers here…and then you have to see how many times that number goes into that one. And whatever you have left over…it goes there.”
“OK, I get it.”
Megan, my wife, flashed into my mind. I put the thought out as quickly as I could, but it was difficult.
“I’m tired,” said Willa, leaning her head forward as if she might fall asleep on the spot.
“I know, I know. But we’re almost done. And when you’re all done, you can get ready for bed.”
“Do I have to go to bed? I want to stay up with you.”
April laughed. “Wait a minute, you just said you were tired. And now you want to stay up?”
“I mean, I want to stay up if we’re doing something fun.”
“Let’s get through the rest of these problems and we can see, OK?”
“OK!”
April had an easy, effortless way with Willa. I loved to see it. Only a day into her role as our nanny, and I was certain she’d be a good fit for the job.
And, of course, her talent at the work wasn’t the only thing on my mind. April was beautiful, stunning. So much so that I worried it might be a distraction. The last thing I needed was to be lusting after my daughter’s nanny.
I couldn’t help it. It was impossible to look at April and not notice how gorgeous she was, how much I wanted to put my hands on her hips and draw her in close for a kiss, to undo the back of her thrift-store dress and let it fall to the floor, to devour the stunning body I knew was underneath.
Then I’d take her to my bedroom, lay her down on her back, and move between her legs, running my hand over her pussy through her panties. I’d hook my fingers underneath the waistband and pull them down along her thighs, and then…
Willa yawned hard, hard enough to snap me out of my fantasy.
Fucking hell. You already indulged in this crap. Put it out of your head.
I did my best, but it was hard. I decided it was time to stop lurking around.
“All right, girls.” I stepped into the kitchen, Willa and April both turning to see me enter. “Bedtime.”
“Aw, really?” asked Willa. “I wanted to show April something on YouTube.”
“In case you’ve forgotten,” I said, “you’re still in trouble—you’re lucky I didn’t send you to bed an hour ago.”
Willa appeared ready to protest but thought better of it. “All right, fine.”
April put her hand on Willa’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “Head on up and start getting ready—I’ll be up in a sec.”
“OK, fiiine.”
“Been thinking about the day you two had—sounds like it was a blast. Might have to join you sometime,” I said as I stepped over to the fridge and grabbed a beer.