Sharing Their Nanny (The Nannies)

Once she was at the bottom, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning on her heel toward the kitchen, she heard a very deep, male groan.

In the back of her mind, she knew she should just go to the kitchen, dressed in a silk negligee where only the smallest piece of silk covered her nipples and the rest was lace around her breasts, and in the curves of her waist. She loved the feel of lace and silk against her. The only better feeling in the world was nakedness, but tonight, she wanted the sexiness of the negligee.

Go back to your room.

Go and see what the noise was.

Raine, this is not you. Go back to your room.

Why not go and see what the noise was? You know you want to. This is your house as well.

It wasn’t her house. It would never be her house. This was Dylan and Max’s home, not hers.

Gripping the handle of the banister, Raine was about to turn away when the sound came again. This time, she took the steps, advancing toward the sound.

All sense left her. The moment she started moving closer, there was no stopping her.

She saw the door to their office was partially open, and this was where she had the choice to leave. There was nothing good for her to see behind that door.

Another moan.

She closed the distance to the door, and then she was there. Raine didn’t knock. With the door open just enough for her to peer around, she did exactly that and found Dylan seated on the two-seater sofa, facing the door, his hand wrapped around his thick cock as he worked it up and down from the base up to the tip.

Raine couldn’t believe what she saw.

He was long, thick, hard, and even in the low lighting, she saw he was leaking pre-cum from the tip.

“Do you like what you see?”

Raine gasped and jerked on the spot. Dylan’s eyes had opened, and he was staring right at her.

His gaze moved down her body, and she didn’t even realize she’d pressed a hand between her thighs. She was so wet at the sight of him alone.

“Now that’s something I want to see you in more often,” Dylan said. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.” He didn’t stop playing with his cock.

“I … er … I’m so sorry. I should leave.”

“Or you can stay,” he said. “I don’t mind. In fact, you can finish what you started. I bet your pussy is dripping right now, isn’t it?”

He’s your boss.

This isn’t right.

He groaned again. “Come on, Raine. You know you want to. I’m not going to force you. Don’t you want to feel good?”

She pressed her head against the door and moaned. “Yes.”

“Then come here. I won’t even touch you.”

Raine slowly entered. Even as her mind was screaming at her to stop, she still kept on moving until she was near the sofa opposite him.

“Take a seat.”

She lowered onto the sofa, prepared for how comfortable it was. Max and Dylan liked to have everything that enhanced their comfort.

“Touch yourself, if you want to.”

Raine didn’t want to deny him because her body was on fire. She’d been able to bottle up all of her passions, needs, and desires for so long, but right now, it felt impossible to do so.

This wasn’t what she wanted.

As she spread her legs, the slits of the negligee fell between her thighs. With her fingers on her leg, she glided them up and moved beneath the fabric to touch herself. She hadn’t worn any panties, so she was able to touch herself with nothing between her pussy and fingers.

Dylan groaned. “I knew you were going to look sexy, but I didn’t realize how much. Fuck, Raine, are you wet?”

“Yes, soaking wet.” She lifted the negligee and allowed him to see the evidence of her arousal. The sounds were easy to detect as they filled the room.

They both gasped.

Their moans echoed together in the office.

She couldn’t look away as Dylan worked his cock. She was shocked by how rough he took himself in hand. The strength of his arm, the way his cock looked so firm, so big, she wanted to feel him inside her, and at just the thought alone, as well as having been without any real touch in such a long time, Raine came hard.

Dylan’s name fell from her lips as she succumbed to the pleasure.

His growl filled the room, and she opened her eyes in time to see him come. The hard jets of his release covered his stomach, his cum coating the fabric.

He let go of his cock, and Raine eased her hand from between her thighs, resting it there.

Dylan was the first one to move. He grabbed her hand, lifted it to his lips, and licked each finger, sucking her cum right off them. “Tasty, just as I knew your pussy would be.”