Beachside Babysitter (open to 1 female)

[shizzz]

OOC: looking for a Lady of Lit to play my old babysitter. I imagine the sexual tension building between the two as the scenario unfolds. Looking for a descriptive writer who can paint a scene. I’m not fixated on grammar or the length of your post, I just want to be able to see what you see as we play.


Lance was running much later than usual, as his feet hit the warm sand and he took to striding over the rolling surf. His feet moving methodically, his lungs beginning to catch the rhythm his ponding heart and driving legs required.

The might had been long and arduous. The kids had not slept well and his wife had stayed out late and come home drunk, so he had been dealing with their toddler and his adjustment to the new home. He had put an ad out for a local babysitter to help, because his work load was slipping and his frustration with his wife was higher than it had ever been

They weren’t happy, it was clear, but she wouldn’t leave him, he had a great job and made lots of money. And despite the 3 years of dating before getting married, he didn’t even recognize her.

Once they got married she had gotten pregnant, and it seemed like that was they way she sank her teeth into him. After their son was born, she acted like she was still in college. Going out 3 or 4 nights a week

As for anything resembling a love life, he was lucky if he got laid once or twice a year.

These thoughts raced through his head as his muscular 6’2 frame began to glisten woth sweat and the 9am heat on the Georgia beach began to beat down on him, but he didn’t notice, it was exactly what he needed to help ease his frustration.

As he was running he felt his phone buzz and a notification popped up on his watch. It was a response to his ad. He came to a stop to read it thoroughly, as the other number asked for a time to meet or call. He responded ‘sure whatever works for you’

 

[wickedpen]

So I can almost see the Spanish moss reaching down from the trees where I see my charge from all those years ago, now all grown up. I had been nineteen when I escaped from France, and started watching wealthy parents kids. Au pare is what they call it now, then it was "the girl". Now just turned forty I saw that name again, in the nanny want ads.

"Could it be?" she thought to herself. "After all these years." her face brightened into a smile the likes of which this little apartment had not seen in some time. Since her last situation. That had ended badly but it had been three years and surely they wouldn't know of it.

I started planning that day. I looked him up, where he lived, the kids, the wife, and the whole thing. I knew he would be running on the beach at seven. I stood in the shadows of the trees in the park just off the beach where I had seen him run every night for the last three days. I pressed my phone to dial his number.

Under the floppy white hat you could hardly make out her blonde braid, as he stopped and pulled out his phone. A khaki rain coat covered the rest of my five foot seven body, unremarkable under the baggy material. Sunglasses hid most of her face as I stood watching him.

I brought the phone to my ear and so many memories flooded back. So long ago, her first assignment, her first lover.

"Hello Lance, it's Angelica." I said as my heart seemed to have stopped right along with my breathing. I somehow continued as visions of being walked in on by young Lance, and watched and objectified by both of "the men of the house", as his mother would call them when an apology was required for me.

"I saw you are in need of someone for the children." my voice sounded ancient. I hope to be much more like Mary Poppins than the old women who raised dad. I felt like his grandmother, although only ten years apart in age.

Angelica crossed her arm under her large chest inconspicuously rubbing her aching nipples under the thin coat, as she stood talking, overlooking the beach. Her last position was a long time ago and she was "not one for monotony." I even told him. I should have told him I am one for fucking and sucking and all the debauchery he could imagine, like his dad had been, but I did not.

"How should we handle this?" I said trying to make more of it that a nanny job and sounding dirty and secretive. "Perhaps we should meet first? Make sure I am appropriate for your children... and wife before I move in." I said laying it out as clearly as possible. I now waited. The wind off the Atlantic was warm and wet and I had a good feeling about this.

 

[shizzz]

Lance felt his heart skip a beat when he heard her voice. The memories slammed through his mind. The barrage of imagery and memory of the aftermath left him confused and shaken

She had been a truly amazing caretaker for him. And she had apparently been caring for his father too! He would never forget when he walked in on them, freezing as his father took her from behind. She had been bent over the bed, and his father had been driving into her relentlessly. He had watched as Angelica moaned from the pounding, her ass jiggled with each driving slap, and her hefty breasts swayed


“..Umm, yeah. I think you are right, we should meet and talk things over” he said as he snapped back to reality.

“It’s really great to hear from you Angelica. I would love to catch up today and discuss you being a nanny for us. How about lunch today at the seaside pub?” He offered, trying to keep his head straight as the memories came flooding back

“Or would you rather come over to the house to see what I am offering?”

 

[wickedpen]

"The seaside pub sounds lovely and not far from my apartment, so I can walk." she responded leaving breadcrumbs for her former charge. "See you then, Bye." she said as she watched him in the sand. A shudder ran through her as she saw him touch himself before continuing his run.

Angelica was wearing her best yellow sundress cut low but respectable for the pub,. which was an upscale place she could never afford. She whore her large sunglasses and floppy hat until she stepped into the cool air conditioning and her eyes adjusted to the ambiance.

She played her french accent when in upper class areas, and said "I am to meet a man named Lance?"

The matre de took note of Angelica as well as her now nicely pointed breasts as the cool air blew down on them.

Suddenly she heard "Angelica" as she turned and saw Lance waving from a table. A warm glow settled over her as did a content smile that had been missing for years now.

She sat and smiled at the man across from her. "Hello Lance, how are you?" she began pleasantly enough. They made small talk about his family. She was a blank book, save her four charges here in the states over the last twenty years.

Lance's parents were in Florida and "rarely visit" he said with a knowing look of understanding.

"shit he does remember." she thought as she said "that's nice I guess."

"So tell me about your family?" she asks as her mind races with options and possibilities. He knows and wants the same. He knows but is ashamed of how she was treated. He knows and wants to just let it go. She drank her iced tea and listened to the boy all grown up. He was from a different time yet now, he was a man.

 

[shizzz]

He recognized her almost immediately. The snug yellow sundress showed that she had indeed taken care of herself, and her curves were full and firm

He lifted his arm to wave her over, his eyes drinking her in as she strode towards him, he was at a loss of words as she sat down. Finally he got a grip of himself

“Angelica you haven’t changed a bit!” He said. Soon their history had them chatting friendly. While they spoke memories flashed through his mind. The time he had walked in, and seen his father taking her from behind. He had been younger and had stood their frozen, watching as her body quivered and jiggled as she was taken.

“Oh well umm”, he paused as he shook the memories from his minds eye.

“My son is three and he has been having night terrors, so we’d want you to take a room near his” which was near his.

“We’d want you to work weekends and weekdays. Your primary task being Charlie. Beyond that you’d be free to come and go as you please. We have house keepers so there would be no concerns there. “

He told her in a quick efficient tone as he tried to keep his eyes from drifting to the cleavage her sundress revealed

“Do you think you’d be interested?”

 

[wickedpen]

It was going better than Angelica could have hoped. He was clearly smitten with her and did not even bring up the incident.

"The room next to his." she repeated his words, showing she understood. "and if i remember, you bought your parents house when they retired, didn't you? A lot of memories there." adding almost too much but so many things flew around the table, flashes of memories in the old house from different lives, but still vivid.

"That room is between the room you used as a boy and the master bedroom, if I remember correctly." she continued walking through his offer as they studied each other. That room was exactly where it happened. She thought the house was empty and had taken a bath and was relaxing naked on her bed. She began to think of Lance's father and masturbated, thoroughly. And just as she was peaking a quick "tap tap" and the door swung open Lance got an eye full from the foot of my bed as I took a moment to cover myself, but did not make a sound, saving him a severe beating.

Angelica refocused on the conversation.

"Yes Lance, I do think it sounds interesting." she said to him then looked away, "Still no locks on those bedroom doors?" she says so quiet he can barely hear it. She raises her eyes to his with a small smile.

"So," Angelica breaks the moment and sits up pushing her chest forward, straightening her spine, normally stiff as Lance was at that moment. "Your wife?" she said folding her hand over her crossed thigh next to the table wondering what he would say about this...

 

[shizzz]

He had a tough time focusing for some reason. Memories flashed through his head as he began to recall some of those intimate moments they had shared. And of course as those thoughts popped up, his eyes dipped to that deep neckline and yellow wrapped melons.

“I’m yes, well she is into design, she travels to Atlanta fairly often” he told her as he pulled his eyes up to hers

“She has not seemed to have the greatest maternal instincts and this has been a challenge for all of us” he told her as he shifted in his seat, leaning over the table towards her

“Why don’t you come by the house this afternoon and meet Sam and Sarah?” He said as he looked into her dark glasses.

“Let you have some time to think it over and see where you’d be staying before you make any decisions?”

 

[wickedpen]

Angelica had no intention of not taking this position but also knew men want what they can't have. She also knew they needed direction.

"Yes Lance, I would like to come to you home this afternoon and meet your son, and his mother. Please write down the address..." she stopped and realized she knew the address well. "I will see you at three." she said leaning forward to give him one last look as she patted his hand like he was a little boy again. She stood and said "thank you for lunch Lance. I will see you later."

She turned and he watched her purposeful walk out of the pub and back to her apartment. It was a warm day but by the time she got home she stripped naked and laid on her bed reliving times in that house. Lances dad loved to finger me in the pool while people were around. When we were alone in the pool it was more than that. His wife saw the bruises on the back of my neck from the pool coping as he fucked me, but did not imagine that was the possible cause. She should have and would soon enough.

Muscle jerking toe curling orgasm can do a person good.

 

[shizzz]

That touch had felt loaded with electricity. He didn’t know if it was just her old familiarity with him, or what, but it gave him pause. Of course she had chosen that exact moment to get up as well, and that dress...

While upright, the thin yellow material had stretched taught over the full rounded shape of her breasts, but as she leaned forward and rose, the neckline plunged. The thin yellow material fight to contain her hefty chest, but was unable to prevent their heft from stretching the neckline low and revealing a long deep line of cleavage as her chest pressed to escape.

She had curtly turned and walked away, her hips sway set the hem to swinging slightly, as each round cheek swelling as the other stretched. Then she was out the door

He sat there for a moment as the past slammed home and he felt his member throb. He raised his hand to get the check so that he could get out of there as soon as possible.

The drive home was short and he found himself glad to have his mind taken off the mornings exchange as he arrived to a house where his wife was in the middle of packing

“Hey babe, what’s up?” He asked as she handed Sam off to him and began to explain how she had to head off to the city for a little showing and she would be back in time to meet the new nanny. Then in the next 10 minutes he found himself sitting on the sofa with his son watching cartoons

 

[wickedpen]

At three o'clock promptly Angelica's parasol handle raised the heavy old door knocker and let it fall. The yard was less well maintained but had evolved and clearly Lance was doing well enough to hire gardeners. His family were not the gardener type.

It was a warm day as the sun beat down, even the mossy old oaks knotted and gnarled around the property were not enough to deflect the heat. The door opened with the snapping of locks and such as this was a well to do neighborhood and always would be.

Behind her sunglasses Angelica has such memories of the day she arrived from the airport. How she longed for home and how Lance's mother had comforted her. His father had, well, kept her teen desires entertained.

Angelica closed her parasol as the door opened, finally looking up having secured the umbrella.

 

[shizzz]

Lance woke up to a knock on the door. Sam was laying asleep in his arm and he slowly removed himself, laying a blanket on him where he slept.

His white shirt was a little wrinkly, and his short hair looked slightly ruffled as he opened the door

“Hello Angelica” he said quietly then lifted a finger to his lips, “Sams asleep”, he said as he led her in, walking past the sofa with the tv still on he gestured at his son, then he led her back toward the kitchen

“That was the family room and this is the kitchen “ he told her a she led her in

“It’s all the same layout” he told her with a smile as reached for a glass and some bourbon

“Drink” he asked as he poured his

“Sarah has gone to the city and will be back later. She promises she will be back in time, but i would doubt it”

 

[wickedpen]

"In time for what?" Angelica snapped.
She reached and took the bottle of bourbon and finished pouring his drink. "I think I will take the position, OK Lance?" she said confidently putting the top back on the bottle. Seeing him a little surprised and taken aback to the late nineties and his childhood.

"Go ahead, have your drink. Your father liked his drinks too." she said with a look that went to the core of his soul and the pit of his stomach.

"Your son is adorable. Looks just like you, blah blah blah..." she said leaning back against the refrigerator. "What is going to happen here Lance?" she said asking for his secret desires and how much he would be able to resist them.

She walked over to him and said "Do you want me here?"

 

[shizzz]

He chuckled as she took the bottle from him and began to pour. He took the moment to let his eyes slide over her. She looked like she was in even better shape than she had been when she had been his nanny

“Well I want you to accept the position. That’s great” he said when she told him she was going to take it, but she became very serious very quick as she leaned back against the fridge. Her back pressed against it and her chest thrust forward, her stiff nipples easy to see.

“Do I wha...?” He asked as his concentration failed. Then he shook his head

“Angelica I am not hiring you because of that! He said as he looked up into her eyes.

“I mean that’s not why I’m hiring you” he said trying to clarify.

“Things were different back then. I don’t begrudge you for any of that. Dad should have known better. Things that happened between us, while I remember it clearly to this day, but that isn’t why...” he let his words ramble off as he tried to form a cogent thought. He leaned back and closed his eyes to clear his mind. Then he tilted his head back down and opened his eyes to speak

 

[wickedpen]

"Lance I teased your dad into it." Angelica said looking up into Lance's eyes. She steps towards him, "I want him as much as he wanted me and I want you..." she heard the words come out but was having a hard time processing. She held his gaze and then backed away.

"Hello!" Sarah blew in through the garage.

 

[shizzz]

He couldn’t be hearing her right. This was too much....Did she really just say..

Sarah popped in, her dark brown hair wind blown from her drive in the convertible she had taken. Her clothes were alright my disheveled. A light blouse that clung to her modest chest and a skirt that showed off her toned thighs.

“Shhh, Sam is sleeping” Lance said quietly as he gestured towards Angelica

“Honey meet Angelica. This is the nanny I was telling you about. Someon to help out with Sam during the day and at night” he said as he gestured back toward Angelica

“Angelica meet Sarah. I’ve been married for a little over 3 years now. She is super busy with design. Speaking of. How did the lil exhibition go?”

 

[wickedpen]

I am not sure who dismissed who first but Sarah put on a production of telling her story. "Clearly having had a few champagnes," Angelica thought as she looked on interested.

When she ended Angelica found a moment and asked, "are there any special activities or chores Sam does I should know about?" A perfectly reasonable question of a normal mother but Sarah was confused by this woman's appearance.

"Who are you?" she asked.

 

[shizzz]

Lance tried to keep his cool

“Seriously babe?! I just introduced you to her. This is Angelica. The nanny? I told you about her before you left?” He told her with exasperation obvious in his tone and volume.

“Yes Angelica he is asked to pick up after himself. No real chores, but he is asked to help out with what we do” he said turning to angelica, putting a smile back on his face

“You’ll have to excuse Sarah. Sometimes she can get carried away with her work” he said as he threw a look of disdain at Sarah. Sarah just shrugged and grabbed a bottle of wine and opened it

“Do you have any other questions for her honey?”

 

[wickedpen]

Angelica looked at Sarah as she made fast work of opening the wine and filling a glass. None were offered to anyone else, Angelica noted, not out of thirst but out of courtesy.

"Lance, Sarah, I will be in touch. Lance would you walk me out?" she said nodding to Sarah who was turning her glass up waving without looking in a mockery.

On the porch, where Angelica's adult life began, she turned to Lance who had closed the door.

"Lance she doesn't want me here. It breaks my heart seeing that sweet boy, like a sweet boy I remember, now all grown up and not being a part of their lives." she said soberly, with a slight glistening of a tear in the corner of her eyes. She stepped forward and put her hand on his arm, looking up into his gentle eyes.

"Perhaps we can have lunch again someday but I don't see how I can move into my old room," she steps back still holding his wrist in her small soft hand but giving him a view of her better assets. "and live with you, if she is going to object..." she said with only a tinge of emotion.. Just enough a director would have said "that's a wrap."

 

[shizzz]

“Angelica, you misunderstand” he tells her when she steps back. The tear in her eye making him ache to explain to her or to get her to understand

“Sarah doesn’t dislike you. That’s just her. That’s Sarah, completely self absorbed” he told her as his eyes drifted from hers, and he took in the way the late afternoon sun lit up her skin, making it even more vibrant against her yellow dress. The accent of the light, made the contrast of shadows all the more alluring, and her deep cleavage drew his eye as the swell of one breast threw a shadow over the other. He licked his lips as he brought his eyes back to hers.

“The only part she heard was ‘this is the nanny’ and I assure you it’s fine. Hell you could move in tonight and she probably wouldn’t notice” he told her with a half smile

“But we need you. Sam needs you. I have so many fond memories of you and I know Sarah isn’t that kind of mother. I know that you are a caring, giving, nurturer” he said as he stepped closer to her, her small hand still held his wrist

“I need you to help me. Trust me, Sarah is not against you as the nanny. She’s just against anyone cutting into her social life. “

Just then Sarah stepped out onto the porch

“There you are. When your done with the nanny can you take a look at my car. A funny light came on while I was driving home, and I might have to go back to the city tonight for an early showing tomorrow” then she disappeared back inside

“See?”, he asked, “ you have to stay. You already said yes “

 

[wickedpen]

Seeing the pain and need in Lance's eyes Angelica was compelled to help.

"How did they let him marry this?" Angelica thought as she watched Sarah.

With the door closed and alone again Angelica stepped to Lance. Looking up at him her heart and imagination swelled with memory and fantasy. "Do you promise to take care of me?" she asked in a voice he had not heard since overhearing her with his father many years ago. They were in the foyer a few weeks after Angelica first arrived. Lance's mother was mad about something she had done or didn't do, he did not know what but the tears on her angelic face were so sad.

Suddenly the words were there, his father had said the same thing he said, twenty years ago, to the same woman, who inevitably broke up their marriage.

“But we need you. Lance needs you." they both heard in their heads coming from Lance's father's mouth before he kissed her.

 

[shizzz]

“Of course” he said when she asked if he would take care of her

“I know we have a difficult past that we may need to talk about. But I have no ill will towards you. Sarah is just an egotist, nowhere near as crazy as my mom” he said with a smile, stepping so close that her breasts were almost touching his chest. And as he looked down he couldn’t resist the deep line of cleavage that pushed her dress to the limits of stretching.

“Please come inside and don’t let Sarah get to you. Sam should be waking up soon and we can play in the pool. Shit, you didn’t by chance bring something to swim in”, he shook his head,”oh well you can just stick your feet in” he said as he looked back into her eyes.

“I need someone. And I don’t want to Go through the whole process of finding someone and generating trust. I don’t have time for that. Finding you was a miracle” he said as he nodded back towards the door

“What do you say? Stay and play awhile?”

 

[wickedpen]

Angelica was concerned about Sarah but not concerned or able to say "no" to the offer.

"OK if you think it will be alright." she sighed and watched him step in. She followed him and went to the room she would occupy as Lance went to maintain Sarah. Sam was quiet and Angelica sat on the bed, the same bed she had lost her virginity in. It was almost overwhelming as memories of her youth poured back into her.

The headboard she had held onto. The light under the door from the shared bathroom. She remembers watching for shadows in that light, when he said he would visit.

The door to the hallway she had been pressed into as Lance's father "relieved stress" as he put it. He often got stressed with family occasions and a house full of people and she would bite her finger to keep quiet.

Her nipples swelled in her dress as her eyes passed over location of powerful memory. Then the familiar sound of a man's strides coming down the hallway. The door knob slowly turned and the door opened.

 

[shizzz]

Lance had smiled as she slowly followed. He took her back to her room, thinking that maybe he should have let her have a different room, maybe this was too much. But he didn’t really know everything. He just watched her face change.

“I’ll be back after a bit” he said as he stepped out

Lance found Sarah, changing into what was clearly a dress for clubbing.

“So an early morning exhibit. I assume there is some wining and dining?” He asked in that tone that really questioned what she was doing. But she always ignored it and always said whatever worked

Less than 20 minutes later, she had left. He had told her to take the car to a mechanic for the light, not wanting to deal with that tonight. He then went back downstairs and found his son stirring around

“Wanna go for a swim?” He asked as he walked him back to his room

“You can meet Angelica our nanny” he said with a smile. Then went on his room to change. Peeling his shirt off and changing into a pair of board shorts. He then walked down the hall and knocked. Then opened the door

“You ready to go to the pool”, then remembering she didn’t have anything to wear

“You could try one if Sarah’s. Or maybe a shirt and shorts of mine?” He asked as he produced them from behind his back

“Just wanted to give you options” he said with a wink

 

[wickedpen]

The little toddler ran up behind daddy making a suave pitch to his older ex-nanny, crushing any moment either might hope for. Sam took to Angelica immediately as she leaned down and brought the boy up in her arms.

"You are a big boy. Just like your daddy." she said as if from a memory.

"Wow this is kinda strange." she said putting the boy down. She reached out and took the shorts and shirt and then waited for Lance to leave before changing into them. She knew as she pulled on the giant white tee shirt and the sky blue gym shorts, even over her panties, if she gets wet there will be little for the imagination. She left her bra on the bed with her other clothing.

Stepping out barefooted into the hall she headed for the back yard.

 

[shizzz]

He smiled as he turned around, took Sam by the hand and walked downstairs

“shes nice” he said with that classical child perfection. They stepped out onto the patio and headed to the pool. Sam did his classic two touch slowly sinking into the shallow end, while Lance opted to simply jump into the deep end, then swim to the shallow end and encourage Sam.

He heard the door open and turned to see the sleeveless shirt he had given her stretched taught over her generous chest, a bit of side boob visible from where the sleeve should have been. The shorts hung low on her thigh, loose, but was somehow still very attractive

“Alright nanny” he said with a grin. “Hop in the water is great” he said as he turned back toward Sam, making him squeal as he half sunk into the water and reached for him

“Ahhhhh” he groaned out as he chased his son