Emma's New Job

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Emma Koizuma​

Emma stood in the center of her bedroom surveying. She had spent the last hour unpacking, hanging clothes up and arranging her meager possessions in what was now her new home. The idea of living in a house with a family who were essentially strangers still felt a bit awkward to the young teen, but the nanny position she'd accepted paid too well to pass up. And the family seemed nice enough.

You'll get used to it soon enough, she thought.

Sighing, Emma turned her attention from her new room and her attempts to make the sparsely decorated room look homey, checking her appearance in the mirror. She looked like someone who had just spent the last hour unpacking and moving furniture. Not exactly the look she wanted when she was about to begin her first official day on her new job. After an unsuccessful attempt to brush her long black hair, Emma decided she was going to need a shower before she felt right.

After gathering a change of clothes from her newly filled closet, the teenager made her way down the hallway to the upstairs bathroom. She quietly closed the door behind her, careful not to make too much noise since the baby was still sleeping. Then she began to undress, carefully folding each item of clothing and placing it on the counter by the sink.
 
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Jason Shepard

It was over for Jason and his wife, it had been for some even before the baby was born. The spark that Jason thought was there was simply a non existent, she didn't love him. He wondered if she ever did. His wife only a few day after Emma moved in, the both of them putting on the happy family act before his wife would leave. If it were up to Jason he would have been more than happy to take care of their son himself, but he was writer and was behind on his next book and his publisher was on his back about it.

It was difficult for him to focus, being in what was is wife and his bedroom now half empty made him feel just as empty. He was lonely, more so than usual. After a few moments of sulking, he decided he needed to clear his mind with a warm shower. As he walked the bathroom he saw Emma's door partly opened wondering if he should give her a warm welcome. She was beautiful and seemed very sweet, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't attracted to her. However she was quite young, about 10 year younger than him there was never a chance they would.... Jason shook the thought off as he walked passed her door to the bathroom, the thought of the warm water soothing him already as he went to open the door only to catch Emma undressing. "I god, I'm sorry" he said frantically,moving out of the door way yet the door still open. His heart beat as temptation wanting him to get another peak at her nude figure. "I swear I didn't know you were in here."
 
Emma was in the process of removing her last item of clothing, her panties, when she heard the door open. Startled, she turned to see Mr. Shepard step through the door, the expression on his face revealing that he was just as surprised by the encounter as Emma was. In that instant, she abandoned her attempts to take her panties off, leaving them tangled around her knees as she crossed her arms over her large breasts reflexively.

Then, as quickly as he had entered the bathroom, he was stepping back out, sputtering an apology, leaving the blushing teenager alone. Great, she thought, my first day living in a stranger's house and he walks in on me naked. That's certainly not going to help me become more comfortable. After a couple of long, deep breaths, Emma slipped her panties off and laid them with the rest of her clothes.

As she stepped into the shower and turned the hot water on, she couldn't help but notice that the shower door was clear glass, meaning anyone outside would be able to see in and see her. Emma chastised herself for being paranoid. She was sure that Mr. Shepard's entrance had been an accident, the expression on his face had certainly made that obvious.

Doing her best to forget the embarrassing interruption, the raven haired teen stepped under the stream of water, letting it cover her. The stinging heat of the water felt good against her skin, as did the rough texture of the loufa that she used to scrub body wash across her arms and chest.
 
Jason kept his back against the wall, his heart pounding in embarrassment. How could I do that? She’s still technically a teenager. He didn’t want he thinking he was some pervert trying to get a peek at her, yet as he stood against the wall he couldn’t seem to pull himself away as he heard the water running. The thought of Emma’s body as she showered corrupted his mind almost compelling him to move inward a bit.

His eyes caught a glimpse of the mirror as it reflected Emma in the shower able to get a lovely look at her body. For a moment his heart began to hurt as he inched his head into the doorway and watched Emma with bated breath. His mind wondered, imagining himself sneaking into the shower with her, kissing every part of her body and ravishing her to no end. It had been so long since he had been with anyone intimately or emotionally. Perhaps it was infatuation or just desolation, but he was drawn to Emma in a way he knew was unhealthy. Still, he kept his eyes upon her as she bathed.
 
Feeling as though she hadn't showered in days, Emma decided to take her time. She slowly covered her round, perky breasts with a soapy lather from the loufa, which quickly ran down over the tips of breasts, and down over her stomach. Then she bent forward slightly, running the loufa down her thighs and then, reaching around behind her, she lathered her buttocks and lastly her shoulders and upper back.

Her body covered in the thin layer of suds, Emma turned her attention to her hair, turning her back to the shower head and tilting her head back so that the hot water rushed over her head and down over her long black tresses. She squeezed some shampoo into her hand and then lifted it to the top of her head and began to slowly work it into her hair with both hands. After working the shampoo into her hair, Emma reached down and slipped a soapy hand between her legs for a brief moment.

While she let the shampoo set in her hair, the teen rinsed the soap from the rest of her body, her hands roaming freely across her breasts and stomach, helping wash the suds away. Once her body was clean, Emma turned back around and washed the shampoo from her hair. Lastly, she applied a small amount of conditioner to her hair, then rinsed it out.

Deciding she had wasted enough water by then, the dark haired beauty shut it off and pushed the door to the side. As she stepped from the shower, she thought she heard a noise, but didn't see any signs of where it might have come from. She reached for a towel and began to dry herself.

Emma emerged from the steamy bathroom about ten minutes later, dressed and ready to conquer the day. The only thing that gave her pause was that starting her day meant interacting with Mr. Shepard. The same Mr. Shepard who had walked in on her in the bathroom earlier, walked in while she was standing naked in the middle of the bathroom, her panties around her knees. That Mr. Shepard. "Well, it's not as if I can just climb out a window and run away. Nothing to do but just go downstairs and face it head on. He's probably forgotten all about it by now," she said to herself as she headed for the stair case.
 
Jason kept his eyes locked on Emma as she bathed, enamored by he soft body as she the water cascaded over her, the soap clinging to her body that seemed to make his heart race, making the blood rush to certain area of his body. He felt his ears and the back of his neck burn with fear and excitement as he watched the teen shower afraid of getting caught and yet at the same time wanting just that. What would she do if she caught him? Would she get scared, cover up? Would she continue to bath or maybe something completely unexpected would happen.

The creaking of the shower turning off brought Jason back as he left quickly to the kitchen. What the hell is wrong with me? The question repeated in his mind as his hands rested upon the kitchen counter that laid in the middle of the room. He felt a bit uneasy, his legs moving against one another. Watching Emma in the shower had turned him on an obvious fashion as he was now hard. He tried to take his mind off Emma and get a grip on what had happened.

“You haven’t been anyone in awhile, that’s it.” he said to himself softly trying to believe his own words. He took a deep breath and went to grab a drink of water, trying to keep himself calm as he looked out the window. For a moment everything seemed okay, yet in the back of his mind there was still that part of him that wanted Emma. Badly.
 
Dressed in a casual blue dress and sandals, Emma made her way downstairs. Even as she approached the bottom of the stairs, she found herself wondering if the dress was the right choice under the circumstances. It wasn't a short dress, coming down to her knees, nor particularly tight, but the front was cut relatively low, revealing a healthy portion of the teenager's chest. Well, he's already seen them, I guess it doesn't really matter if I show a little cleavage, she reasoned.

Once she reached the kitchen, Emma immediately started preparing breakfast for Carter, the Shepard's two year old son. Carter's mom had left her a detailed list of the types of food he enjoyed and soon Emma had a small feast prepared. Leaving the food on the counter, she started back through the house, intending to wake Carter and get him dressed so that he could come down and have his breakfast.

As the dark haired teen passed through the house, she noticed her new boss standing in front of the window in the living room. "I'm going to wake Carter now, Mr. Shepard," she said. "I made him some breakfast. There's probably enough for you too if you want to join us."
 
Jason didn’t turn as he heard Emma’s voice. Her soft innocent tone sent shivers down his spine as she spoke. He knew she was trying to forget what had happened earlier and so was he in some way. ‘This is silly’ he thought ‘she’s may be young, but she’s a grown woman. It was simple misunderstanding and that’s it. The faster you two try to get passed this, the better‘. In someway his words made him feel better. Emma was young, younger than Jason. He doubts she even saw him in such a manner as to be drawn to him.

He turned to face Emma giving a soft smile “That’s sounds nice.” he replied as he walked up to her. She looked lovely, her dress showing a bit of her delicious cleavage that seemed to excite Jason a bit, the warm feel behind his neck returning as he began to speak again “About what happened…” he began as he looked into her eyes, he gaze making him warmer “I just want to apologize for walking in on you. It’s been awhile since… Carter’s mother left us and I sort of forgot you had moved in with us.”

His eyes looked away for a moment a look of deep thought could be seen on face before speaking once more. “Carter needs someone like you to look over him when I can’t.” His hands into her’s, Jason enjoying the soft feel of her skin. “I want you to feel like you’re apart of this family, and I hope that what happened, doesn’t ruin that.”
 
To her horror, her new boss immediately brought up the fact that he had accidentally walked in on her while she was undressing. She knew Mr. Shepard was just trying to make her feel better, but she would much rather he had just let it go. Just smile and nod, smile and nod, she thought.

“Carter needs someone like you to look over him when I can’t," Jason said, reaching out and taking Emma's hand in his. “I want you to feel like you’re apart of this family, and I hope that what happened, doesn’t ruin that.”

"That's really sweet of you to say, Mr. Shepard," Emma thanked him, giving his hand a little shake. After his kind words, the awkwardness from the moment before seemed lessened. It didn't hurt that the teenager's boss was very handsome. "And don't worry, it was no big deal. Already forgotten."
 
Jason nodded as his hands came off of Emma’s hands. Jason wasn’t someone to simply forget, he couldn’t have had something like what had happened hang over them, not as long as Emma lived here. Jason truly meant what said about wanting her to be a part of the family. He didn’t want to be like those rich snobs who knew nothing about the people who cared for their children. Jason loved Carter and he knew by Emma’s resume that she was the perfect person to care for him when he couldn’t.

“I think I’ll join you both for breakfast” replied Jason as he smiled at the young teen. “But first, I think I’ll take my turn at the shower.” He smiled feeling a bit awkward referencing their recent encounter, perhaps it was his own odd way of flirting.

Jason walked up stairs to his room to grab some clothes and made his way the very same bathroom where Emma had been. As he began to close the door, apart of him made him stop halfway. He allowed the door to be open an inch as if he was tempting someone to peak at him. With the door ajar began turned on the shower, undressing as the water got warm.
 
Emma stopped to pull a load of Carter's clothes from the dryer before heading upstairs to wake him, the laundry basket held against her stomach. As she made her way up the stairs the teen couldn't help but notice the way her breasts practically bounced out of the dress she was wearing. Emma wondered what kind of a message she was sending to Mr. Shepard wearing something that low cut. She knew she should probably change, but he'd probably notice and want to know why she had changed, or maybe even suspect why, which would just make things more awkward.

As she reached the top of the stairs, Emma sighed, resigning herself to wearing the dress, regardless of how much of her breasts were showing, but also resolving to be more careful about her clothing choices going forward. Heading toward Carter's bedroom, the laundry basket still clutched in front of her, the teen could hear the shower running. As she neared the bathroom, she saw that the door was partially open.

Emma knew that she should just pass by, keep her eyes down or forward or anywhere but leering through the small crack in the doorway. But for some reason the temptation was too strong and she found herself slowing as she neared the bathroom door, peaking into the steamy room. The teen's eyes immediately went to Jason who was standing completely naked in the middle of the room, his back to her as he prepared to step into the shower.

Emma nearly dropped the basket she was carrying at the sight of her boss' nude form, his strong shoulders and back, his lean waist and firm butt, then he turned toward the shower door and stepped in. As he entered the shower, the brunette caught sight of his manhood and she had to stifle a slight gasp. She had thought him handsome and charming since she first met him, but now seeing him without his clothes, she began to see him as a sexual being for the first time, a very handsome, very charming, very well endowed sexual being.

As she watched Mr. Shepard begin to wash himself, her chest heaving slightly, and her cheeks reddened with excitement, Emma felt herself becoming aroused. Oh, this is bad, very, very bad, she realized, forcing herself to turn away and resume her journey toward Carter's room.
 
Jason’s mind was clear for a few moments as he bathed, inhaling the steam rising from the warm water as lathered his chest with the soapy loufa, the same that Emma had used to clean every depth of her supple body. As he lathered from his chest to his neck, his mind began to wonder to Emma, the sight of her bathing in the very shower he stood in. The droplets of water clinging to the young girl’s petite figure were all too crystal within his mind as he began to lather his hair with shampoo. His heart was racing, the blood racing to his member as he continued to fantasize about the teen. If there was one thing his wife never complained about it was his endowment along with his way around the bedroom.

Get a grip dammit; the water rinsed the shampoo out of Jason’s hair as he tried to shake his infatuation over Emma. She was younger than him, innocent, naïve; he could never take advantage of someone like that. Could he? With his mind a fluster he turned of the shower and began to step out, reaching for the towel along the sink as he dried his face before his body. His eyes caught the small crack in the door seeming as if it had been undisturbed. Emma is too polite to try to peak at me, Jason began to dress, slipping on his grey briefs before putting on his black shirt and blue jeans. His manhood still rather erect able to be slightly seen bulging out of his jeans of which he solved by covering it with the bottom of his shirt.

Jason looked over himself in the mirror, his hair still a bit wet but despite that looked fine. To took a deep breath and exited the bathroom as he began to make his way to Carter’s room wondering if Emma had waken him up yet.
 
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