He pulls my pants down the rest of the way, then removes them totally from my body. Then his fingers hook over the waistband of my panties. My breath catches as he slowly tugs my panties down. With those out of the way, joining my pants behind Neil on the bathroom floor, my clit and core or expo
At the next Nanny lesson, Steven approaches me right as it’s set to begin and tells me, “Neil won’t be here today.” “Did he give a reason why?” I ask. Steven shrugs. Guess not. Neil made clear that when he gave me oral, that would be the last time we would be intimate together. I didn’t real
Sex isn’t the only way to blow off steam, and I have plenty of steam to blow off. Yet as I’m working my body, my mind wanders back to Neil’s bathroom, with him on his knees, my thighs hooked over his shoulders. The way he moved his tongue… Gods, I will never forget it. I wish I could feel it again
The next day, Angela asks to hang out with me so we go out to a small café to have brunch. Brunch is one of those novelties that I’m fairly certain people use drink alcohol before noon. I’m still trying to stay awake so I order coffee. Angela has an orange juice in front of her, but I don’t know if
But to feel like she has to settle? And for her to settle for Neil? I hate the way she talks about him, like being with him is such a burden. Yes, he’s a raving asshole sometimes, and a control freak most of the other times. But he isn’t someone that anyone should feel like they settled for. H
“You don’t have to say it like that,” Neil says. “Like hell, I don’t. He’s asking you to throw your life away!” Beau insists. I’m standing just outside the kitchen door, by feet rooted in place. I know I shouldn’t eavesdrop. I should back away, give them privacy. This conversation isn’t meant fo
I am going to read this chapter, but I am not going to enjoy it. Yes. That is exactly what is going to happen. I can pretend it’s like research. After all, I have never had sex, so it makes sense to want to be prepared for someday. Although the title of the chapter sounds absolutely ridiculous. Li
Neil’s hand continues to move on his dick, though he’s slowed his pace considerably. He watches me with hooded eyes. His cheeks are delightfully flushed. His muscles are strained, like he’s held himself on the edge for a long time. “Close the door,” Neil says and it sounds like an order. I ste