The Naughty Nanny (Closed)

As we head into the main house, I lead you into the living room where my wife and two children are. I smile as I introduce you, "Melissa, this is our new nanny...... Ashley....." I say. I watch as you smile and greet her. I think you are being very polite, but I can see Melissa looking you over. I know that look on her face, and part of me knows I will be hearing about what she thinks about my choice later.

As you finish talking with my wife, I then turn my attention to my children, "Ashley, this is my daughter Lauren, and that is my son, Blake...." I say as I watch you interact with them as well. To me, you are nailing it. You seem excited for the opportunity and you are being very polite to both my wife and children. Blake definitely seems excited, however, Lauren is giving you a dirty look. I expect that, as she did not want a nanny to begin with.

As we sit and talk, Melissa goes into detail about expectations. Her tone is very to the point, and I can tell that she is having doubts about you. I wonder if it is because of how you look. She never was one to be overly jealous, but I can see a bit of jealousy coming out of her today.

I smile as I stand up, "Well, I am glad we all are getting along...... Ashley, I hope you will join us for dinner tonight..... it will be nice to have you with the family." Melissa agrees, "Yes, please join us," she says, but the sound of her voice is a fake nice.

I sigh, "Come on Ashley, I will walk you back to your place....." I say as I lead you back through the house. Once we get outside on the back patio, I smile, "Sorry about that.... I hope it wasn't too awkward for you...."
 
Tension City

As I walk back with you to my place, I'm thinking, okay seems I got two out of four that like me, but I know females are the tougher ones to win over, at least for me. I've never had a problem with males. I just hope that Lauren and Melissa become more opened minded. For the first time I begin to have doubts, but one thing about me is I'm not a quitter and I will either succeed or fail here. If I succeed I'll be wealthy beyond my dreams, if I fail I go back to my shitty ghetto life. Yeah I can't fail.

I look at you and smile, "Well I just hope they see me for who I am, I'm here to help them all and make their life easier. I just want them to recognize that." As I say that I know the very reason I'm here is the exact opposite. Their lives will all be turned upside down, but that will be after I'm with you and settled in here. I don't feel as bad doing it now that I know the wife seems like a bitch with a stick up her ass and the daughter appears to be a spoiled stuck up snob.

I enter the house just before dinner time, I see your wife in the kitchen and I ask, "Mrs. Anderson, can I help you with anything?" I give her a wide smile.

Then I see Blake and I ask, "So what are your favorite things to do for fun?"

I don't say anything to Lauren yet as I don't wanna be pushy and just kind of let her warm up to me. I hope.
 
As you enter the house my wife is getting dinner ready. I am setting the table in the other room when I hear you offer your help. I smile, seeing how are you are trying to fit in. I then hear my wife tell you, "No I have it handled..... thank you Ashley..." I shake my head, as I do not know what has gotten into my wife. She hasn't been very open to you, and she was the one that so badly wanted a nanny.

As I finish up with setting the table, I hear you talking with Blake. He is excited you are paying attention to him as he tells you he is into sports and cartoons. I walk into the kitchen and walk over to you too. "Yes, Blake is a big fan of sports..... takes after his dad," I joke as I pat him on the head. I then walk over to my wife, helping her as she finishes up the meal.

As the meal is finished, we all head to the table to sit down. My wife and I sit next to each other, as our two kids sit next to us at the ends of the table. You are seated across from me as I smile. "Well, I hope you enjoy the dinner Ashley....."
 
The Awkward Dinner

Your wife turns down my offer to help with dinner, I can feel the coldness from her. "Okay, cool." Feeling a bit bad and totally awkward, but at least Blake seems to open up to me. "A sports fan huh? I would love to go to a game with you and your Dad sometimes, I know a few things about sports, but maybe you can teach me things I don't know. I bet you know lots more than me"

The dinner is totally uncomfortable and I quickly realize that this isn't gonna be so easy. I try talking "Hey Lauren, I love those jeans you're wearing, where did you get them?" I mean it's a sincere compliment as those jeans are like $250.

"Dinner is great Mr Anderson. Mrs Anderson you definitely know how to cook, I would love to get some pointers sometime. I really wanna learn how to cook well. Maybe I can make dinner once in a while if you don't mind. Of course it won't turn out like this, but I'll slowly learn." Figuring that has make your wife like me more, I mean what woman wouldn't want a day off from cooking.

During dinner I give you a few glances and smile a bit at you. I love your blue eyes and I love how you are trying to make me fit in, despite me feeling totally out of place. You are truly a good guy and handsome too. Oh and yeah rich, like mega rich, can't forget that ehem.

After dinner I tell your wife that I'll clean up. As I do you are still in the kitchen and I make sure to bend over and load the dishwasher, knowing you are standing within feet of me. I remain bent over as I take my time putting the dishes in the slots. Knowing you can see my ass pressing against my tight gray jeans. I straighten up and I smile at you, "Mr Anderson, thank you for trying to make me fit in, I suppose it's gonna be a process." I look directly in your eyes and smile as I think, I believe we will be in bed together within days, if not sooner.
 
The dinner is definitely uncomfortable. However, I try my hardest to make you feel like part of the group. I know my wife and kids will warm up with you as they get to know you. You seem to really appreciate the job that I offered you and I think you are going to do a great job. Lauren needs to warm up fast, as I can see in her face that she is judging the new woman that is around. Being a teenager, I know she is just be difficult. Blake however seems to like you. I figured he would and you were great with him before dinner talking sports with him.

After dinner, I smile as you offer to clean up. I see my wife and Lauren take that and run as they leave toward the living room, leaving the mess for you to clean up. I sigh as I tell my son to go with them, and I help you clear the table.

As I walk into the kitchen, I see you bent over to load the dishwasher. I sigh as see your amazing ass pressing against your tight gray jeans. I try not to stare, but I can't help it. As you straighten back up, I smile at you. "No problem Ashley.... I am glad to help..... they will warm up to you, I know it..." I say trying to make you feel better. I stare into your eyes before putting the rest of the dishes down.

"Well, tomorrow I will be working from home. My kids have one more day at their grandparents.... so you won't have too much to do. You can just get used to the area before your first official day with the kids...." I smile before leaving you for the night.

The next day, it is almost noon. I am in my office working at my desk. I am wearing a pair of jeans with boxers under, a polo shirt tucked in and a belt. I am working on a project, glad that I do not have to be in the office today.
 
Making My Move, It's Time

It's kind of funny that both your wife and your daughter Lauren take me up on my offer to clean everything up. I would think that they would at least help, but instead they go into the living room and sit down. I feel like the maid. I'm the fucking nanny not the maid. I swear they are gonna be sorry, I mean first they basically snub me and now they abandon me with everything to clean up. I suppose they are intent on treating me like the hired help.

When you tell me they will warm up to me I look you in the eyes, "Mr Anderson, it's okay. I mean I won't stop being pleasant, that is just who I am. But it is making it difficult. But I appreciate you being you and welcoming me and making me feel special. Thank you so much for being that way."

I listen as you tell me about the kids not being home for one more day. Kind of relieved I don't have to deal with you stuck up daughter.

The next morning I decide I need to make my move before your wife kicks my ass out of here. Fuck winning them over, I need to win you over and that's it. I didn't come here to play nanny, I came here raise my standard of living from ghetto to wealth. Since the kids aren't here and your wife is working, I know you are just here. I smile as I plan out my evil thoughts.

But first I need to wear something sexy for you. I put on my aqua V neck pullover, it's clingy and barely reaches the waist of my white jeans. Underneath an aqua bra and aqua low cut bikini panties. They probably show through my jeans, but hoping that just adds to the teasing. I slip on my beige sandals and I head into the house.

I see you in your office. I make a beeline for your office and walk in giving just a bit of a wiggle, "Good morning Mr Anderson, don't you look all comfortable today, I like the casual look on you" I give you a wide smile and step right up to the front of your desk, "Would you like me to get you anything? I don't mind at all." I lean over your desk a bit, hoping you check out my breasts through my tight top.
 
As I sit in my office, I look up as I hear the door open. My eyes widen as I see you walk in with a bit of a wiggle. Your outfit incredibly sexy as you wish me a good morning. "Good morning Ashley..... thanks.... I figured casual was a good look for working at home..." I say smiling as you step right up to the front of my desk. I look you over, seeing how your outfit shows off your incredible body. "You are looking nice today as well..... heading out on the town?" I ask smiling.

As you ask if I would like you to get anything, I smile. "You are not my maid Ashley, you do not have to wait on me...." I say as I watch you lean over the desk a bit. I feel my eyes widen a bit as I check out your incredibly large breasts. I am not one to stare at other women and fantasize, yet here I was looking at your chest as you tease a bit. My mind thinking about your breasts in my hands or wrapped around my hard cock. I shake my head, "My wife and daughter may think you are the maid..... but I know what you are here to do...."

I pull my eyes off your breast and look up into your eyes. "What are your plans for today? It is your last day before you have to watch the kids...." I say. I like the distraction from my work. Work has been so stressful lately. "I wish I didn't have to work so much today, but maybe I will finish early and we can spend some time together..... either here or out..." I offer.
 
Maid, Nanny, Friend and Massage Specialist

I see you looking at my breasts as I lean over your desk a bit. You try not to make it obvious, but it is. You seem happy I stopped in your office and I plan to take advantage of that without being a pest.

"Nope, I'm not gonna do anything today but hang around here and enjoy my day off." I give you a wide smile being pretty sure you want me around.

"I know I'm not your maid Mr Anderson but I like serving you and making you happy. Making you happy makes me happy. Sounds corny but it's true. I mean you have been the only one nice to me, well besides Blake. It makes it hard for me to be here, but I'm strong and as long as you want me here I wanna make you happy and make your life a bit easier. That's my goal Sir. So let me be your maid, your kids nanny and your friend. I promise I will make your life better. Now what can I get you?" I look into your eyes and give you a big smile.

I listen as you say you have a lot of work, but then say you can finish early and you offer to spend some time with me later. My eyes light up, oh god this is going perfectly. "Well Mr Anderson, first I would love to hang out with you later. Whether you wanna stay here or go someplace, it's all good. So you choose. But since you haven't told me what you want me to get you, I guess you're not hungry or thirsty, for food anyway." I smile at you knowing you get that innuendo. Well it was pretty much in your face.

"Anyway, I know what you need Mr Anderson." I walk around your desk and behind your chair. I put my hands on your shoulders and begin to softly massage your shoulders and around the back of your neck. "Mr Anderson, I'm your maid, your kids nanny, your friend and now your massage specialist" I giggle. I lean down and whisper in your ear...."Now just relax...that's it Sir....take deep breaths" My hands edge down inside your polo shirt to your upper back. I kinda like this, knowing you like it and of course knowing you are now in my web.
 
I smile at you as you tell me you like making me happy. "Well, I am glad you like making me happy Ashley, but you definitely do not have to wait on me..." I say smiling at you. As you ask me what you can get me, I see you looking into my eyes and smiling. I stare back into your eyes. My mind racing as I start to think of you on your knees pleasuring me. I shake the thought out of my mind, "Get me..... I guess some coffee would be great...." I grin.

As you seem to get excited about us hanging out I grin. "Well..... maybe after I finish we can go down and play some pool and have a drink and we can decide what we want to do from there? Whether it is go get some food or whatever..." I say as you make the innuendo of me not being hungry for food, but maybe something else. I find my eyes looking you over as you stand there smiling.

As you tell me you know what I need, I watch as you walk around my desk behind me. "Ashley, you really don't have to..." I start before you interrupt. As you lean down and tell me to relax, I sigh. Feeling your hands slide inside my polo shirt to my upper back. I sigh, "ahhh wow..." I gasp as I feel your soft hands giving me a massage. I feel relaxed as I say, "Wow.... you are good at this..."
 
The Massage and then Planning Playtime

When you say you would like to hang out with me later in your basement and have a drink and play some pool I smile, knowing this is my chance. I mean your wife not being friendly to me seems to be pushing you more towards me. So maybe I should thank her, haha. The implication is there for sex and I'm going with it, at least some teasing, but probably a bit more than that. I have to play this right. I mean I do like you a lot, but this is gonna make me fucking rich. I can feel it's happening.

As I massage your shoulders and upper back, I smile at you as you look up towards me. "I know I don't have to Mr Anderson but I wanna, big difference right." I giggle a bit as my hands go further down your back, then up to your shoulders and down to your chest. "I can feel you have a very strong chest." Knowing I better stop at this point as I need to rope you in slowly. "Thank for saying I'm good at this, you are so sweet to me Mr Anderson."

After several minutes of massaging your back, shoulders and chest I pull my hands from your polo and walk to the side of your desk. "Well I'll be in the guest house, just come over when you are ready to go downstairs, I'll be waiting." I give you a big smile and walk out, giving you a bit of a wiggle as I do.

I head back to the guest house and know my plan is going perfectly. I check my phone and text my friends and my Mom and tell them how great it is being here. I don't say too much else besides how great my boss is and how you're also kind of cute, so that makes things easier. Of course my Mom will probably warm me to keep away from you, but like always I won't listen to her.
 
I feel your hands massaging my shoulders. I feel my body relaxing as you do. Your hands moving down my chest as you make a comment about it. I sigh, "ahhh I try to stay in good shape.... it is tough with the kids and work..." My eyes close as I feel your hands moving out of my shirt and you walk to the side of my desk.

I look over at you as you tell me you are heading back to the guest house and for me to come get you when I am done. I nod, as I watch you leave, seeing your hips wiggling as you do. After you leave I shake my head, knowing I need to keep my cool, especially because I am married with a family. Yet it is nice to have a good looking woman showing me attention.

I got back to work and keep plugging away. I finally finish up about an hour and a half later and I log off my computer. I sigh as I know I should probably stay away from you, but I did promise to hang. I tell myself, nothing bad will happen. I head out, walking to your guest house.

I knock on the door, and then open and walk in. "Ashley..... are you still around?" I ask as I head inside the small guest house.
 
Let Playtime Begin

I hear a knock on the door, knowing it's you. I'm surprised it's only an hour and a half later, but that means you are anxious, I hope.

I give you a wide smile you come it. "Hey Mr Anderson, ready to relax, have a drink and shoot some pool? Just a warning, I'm seriously good at playing pool, so I hope you don't mind if I beat you." I wink at you.

I smile, "Okay lets go, I'm excited to play with you" Purposely working it that way. We leave the guest house and head into the main house and downstairs. "God Mr Anderson, this is one awesome basement, wow."
 
I smile at you as I see you lounging on the couch. "I am ready.... I rushed through my work to so I could get a chance to relax..." I smile at you. "It doesn't happen often.... to have no kids around or not have any work to do." I admit as I see your playful eyes. I watch as you stand up, you seem excited to play.

As you tell me you are going to beat me, I smile, "Well we will see.... it has been a while since I have played pool..." I admit as I head out of the guest house with you and lead you downstairs. As we head into the basement, it is a typical man cave. A few couches, a big tv, the pool table, a dart board and a small bar. I smile as you tell me how amazing the basement is.

"Thanks, it is a nice hang out place.... I always wanted a man cave.... but find I do not use it much lately...." I say as I walk over to the bar. "What do you want to drink before we play?"
 
Let the Games Begin

"Well I think you need to use your cave man more often and if you don't mind I can join you sometimes. That is if you want me."

"I'll have a rum and diet coke." I watch you make the drinks as I sit on a bar stool and look around, a pool table, a bar, dart board, big screen TV and a few couches, a ping pong table, a weight room and a couple of doors that are closed so who knows what else, I suppose a utility room, pantry and work area.

I sip my drink, "Mr Anderson, you have such an amazing place here, I mean a person can easily live down here. We talk a bit and then I stand up and go over to the pool table, grab a cue and chalk it up. "You are in so much trouble Mr Anderson. So what will it be, 8 ball?"
 
I smile, "I am sure we can use the room if you are up for it..... it will give me a reason to use it more!" I say happily. I nod as you ask for a diet coke and rum and head to find the ingredients. I mix you a strong rum and diet and slide it across the bar to you. "There you go....."

I make myself a whiskey ginger as we begin to make some small talk. As you sip your drink, I nod, "Thanks..... it is a nice place, and we even have a bathroom down there..... so you never have to leave..." I joke as you stand up and grab a cue. I walk from around the bar and grin. "8 ball sounds good.... do you want to break?" I ask as I start to set the balls up on the pool table. I then head over for a cue as I turn toward you. "Go ahead...."
 
Flying Innuendos

Talking to you is fun and I can see that you are opening up to me. You are relaxed and I like your sense of humor too. I think this is going to be easy and I think I need to make my move on you soon. I mean you have to know that I am interested after that massage I gave you.

"Nice a bathroom too. A bar, a huge TV, couches, hmm, maybe I'll be hanging in your man cave a lot. My second home now. See how I claim things Mr Anderson? No worries I'm just kidding, kinda." I giggle.

I sip more of my rum and Diet Coke, but I'm careful not to drink too much. You made it extra strong and I need to be 100% aware. I watch you drink your whiskey ginger and hoping it relaxes you even more.

You set the balls up and tell me to break. I make sure I lean over the pool table for a few seconds, feeling my pullover top riding up my back hoping you are staring at my white jean covered ass or at my breasts pushing down through my aqua tank top. I keep my pose. "Be prepared to lose Mr Anderson" I giggle and shoot.

The balls break apart and a solid goes in. I line up the next shot and sink it. Then 2 more after that. Then the balls are kind of clustered so it's a seriously tough if not impossible shot and I miss. I walk up to you, standing right in front of you and chalk my cue stick up. Kind of suggestively as it's right under our noses. "Told you I'm good at what I do. I don't disappoint." I giggle. "Okay Mr Anderson, lets see what you've got."
 
I laugh at you as you make the joke about you claiming my basement as your second home. "Claim things.... well, if you appreciate this man cave like I did when I had it built, you are more then welcome to use it whenever you please..." I say smiling at you. I hear your giggle as I take a sip of my whiskey ginger, feeling a bit relaxed as I did make the drinks strong.

As I set the pool balls up I smile as you get ready to break. I move over behind you as I tell you to break, and smile as you lean over the table. I see your shirt riding up your back, your amazing ass showing in your tight, white jeans. As you tell me to prepare to lose I smile, "We will see about that Ashley."

As you move around the table sinking shots, I see you lean down, your aqua tank top pushing down to give me views of your amazing tits. My mind racing as I check your body out as you play. As you miss I watch you walk up to me and start to chalk your cue stick. "You did warn me..... and you did not disappoint...." I grin as I walk past you to set up my first shot.

It is a tough shot, but I take it and sink a stripe ball. I smile at you, as I walk over, making another and setting up a third. I make the third as I walk around the table. I am setting up my fourth shot, but you are standing right across from it. Instead of looking at the ball, I find my eyes looking up at you, staring at your amazing tits in your tank top. I take the shot and miss.

"Well, I guess my luck ran out...." I say smiling at you.
 
The Game and The Innuendos

When you comment about me not disappointing, meaning on how I shoot pool, I look into your eyes and smile, "I would never disappoint you Mr Anderson."

I watch you line up your shot and you sink three in a row. On your fourth shot I make sure I stand directly across the table from you as I jut my hip out some. I see you look up at me and then look at the ball, but not long enough to sink it as I watch the ball just miss the pocket. "Mr Anderson, I think you didn't concentrate, I mean could it possibly be you were distracted?" I wink at you.

Despite only sipping my rum and Diet Coke I add, "Oh I'm sorry for that, I didn't mean to disrespect at all. Bad nanny." I giggle and playfully slap my own ass, "Okay, I have to stop. I'm sorry, it's just that I enjoy hanging out with you and when I'm comfortable I say things I shouldn't. It won't happen again."

I line up the next shot and purposely just miss. I can tell you are a really good pool player and you can probably beat me anyway, but I want to insure that you win, I know it's good for a guys ego and good for my plan too.

"Oops, maybe you distracted me now, I don't think my mind is in the game." I look at you and smile. "I bet you finish me off now."
 
As you tease me about missing, I smile. "Distracted? Me? No never...." I tease back as I push away from the table and move away so that you can take your next shot. As you sup your diet coke and rum I smile at your comment and watch as your hand playfully slaps your perfect ass. "You are fine Ashley, just having a little fun...." I grin at you.

As you line up your next shot, I sip my drink, watching you. As you miss, I shake my head, "Wow.... I did not expect you to miss that shot..." I say as you tell me you must be distracted now. "Well, I will try to finish you off.... quickly..." I tease.

As I line up my next shot, I make the ball. I move around the table as I set up my next shot, again you are right in my line of view. I look up at you, "Do you want me to finish you off?," I tease. As I go to line up the shot, my eyes look up, staring at your amazing chest again. I again get lost looking, and miss.
 
Pool Game Flirting Getting Out of Control

You kind of give me a free pass on my flirting and in fact begin to flirt back at me, which I intend to take advantage of. God, can my plan be going any more perfectly?

When I miss my shot you look surprised, hoping you don't know I'm throwing the game, but knowing you, you're smart and observant enough to see that.

When you line up your second shot I smile as you look up at me and ask me if I want you to finish me off. "Sure Mr Anderson, do it" I give you my naughty smile. As you are about to shoot your eyes look back up at me and then quickly down and you miss.

"Mr Anderson, it seems you like finishing me off nice and slowly huh, making it last." I giggle. I lean over the pool table slightly and spank my own ass again, "Bad Ashley. You really should stop me Mr Anderson, naughtiness is just gushing out of me." Knowing you get that reference, but the funny part about it is that it's true, I feel dampness just from flirting with you. You flirting back just makes me feel so sexy.

I take another sip of my rum and diet coke and line up the next shot, giving you a slight wiggle of my ass as I take a little longer than usual. Then of course I miss again, but try to make it like I just missed. "Oops, Mr Anderson, you are distracting me, it's all your fault." I laugh as I stand a few feet from you as my eyes just gaze into yours for several seconds. "Please forgive me but I have to say something. You have the most beautiful blue eyes. I mean it sounds like I'm flirting and well, um, well duh I am, but you seriously have amazing eyes." I maintain my focus on your eyes and smile just a bit.
 
As I miss my shot I hear you. I smile as I watch you lean over the pool table and spank your own ass. I sigh, "Well, most women don't complain about finishing off nice and slowly, taking time.... unless you are more of a get after type of girl?," I tease back a bit, my mind racing. As you say bad Ashley and I should stop you, I shake my head. "Stop you? You are just too fun...." I joke as I move away, giving you a chance to shoot your shot. I sip on my drink as you line up your next shot, my eyes on your body.

As you wiggle your ass, I watch and sigh, my mind not believing how amazing your body is. As you miss again, I smile. "I am distracting you? Well that is all part of my plan," I joke as you move closer to me. As you look up into my eyes, I hear your compliment. "You think my eyes are amazing?," I ask.

As you stare, focusing on my eyes, I feel myself staring back at you. I sigh, "Well thank you Ashley...... I can't seem to stop staring into yours either...." I say as I don't look away. "Although, I can't tell what it is about yours that keeps me focusing on them."
 
The Kiss

You stare back into my eyes, both our eyes are locked on each other. I know this is the time to make my big move. I take one step closer and get on my toes and plant a kiss right on your lips. My lips partially opened as my arms fold around your shoulders. The kiss lasts several seconds and then I back away slightly, our faces now just inches from each other.

I stare back into your eyes, "Mr Anderson, please forgive me. I don't know what got into me. Um, okay, um, well, let me be honest. I do know. I think you are fucking amazing, I like being with you, I like that you care about me, I like that you are hot as hell, I like how you make me laugh, I like everything about you. I fucking want you." I'm sorry, I suppose you can fire me now, because I'm so wrong for saying that." I put my head down, acting like I'm embarrassed I just opened up my heart to you.

God I'm hoping you hold me, or kiss me and that you want me. Because if you do my next big move is about to happen right here and maybe right on the fucking pool table. Then my plan is about to happen, I'll soon be rich and I'll soon have the man I have always dreamed about.
 
As we stare into each others eyes, I watch you move a bit closer, standing up and pressing your amazing, full lips against mine. I am shocked, but enjoy the feel of your amazing lips as your arms fold around my shoulders. My body relaxing as I kiss back, the kiss lasting a few seconds before you back away a bit.

As you ask me to forgive you, I stare down at you. I am in complete shock of what just happened. I know it is wrong, especially with you being the new nanny for my family. I listen to you as you begin to ramble and I shake my head. "No, Ashley wait..... you do not have to feel bad...." I say as I see you putting your head down like you are embarrassed.

"I am not going to fire you...... listen.... it happened, I am not mad..." I say as I reach out, putting one hand on your shoulder to comfort you. "I am a married man with a family though.... I am loyal to my wife..." I say softly as I stare down at you, my hand squeezing your shoulder gently as I try and show you I am not mad.

Part of me loved the feeling of your lips, and as I touch your shoulder I picture myself pushing you down on your knees in front of me. I sigh, it has been so a while since my wife and I have had any sexual contact. We have both been so busy with work and the kids, however, I know deep down I am a good guy and I try to shake those thoughts from my head.
 
Not Going to Plan and The Apology

My ploy of stepping over my bounds and then asking for forgiveness and then you taking me and saying it's okay and us making love is crushed. I am stunned as you explain to me that you are a married man and loyal to you wife. My hopes and dreams are ripped from me.

Never did I expect you to reject me, I mean I thought we would now be having sex on the pool table and you realizing that I'm the one for you and me living the wealthy lifestyle very soon. But no, instead you take the high road and make me feel like a fool. I know you try to bring me down gently but still, I feel like a total fool, and a slutty one.

I suppose the positive is that you aren't mad at me and I still have my job. I put my head down and mumble, "God I'm such an idiot." Then I back up a couple of steps and look at you, "Mr Anderson, I don't know what got into me, maybe the rum and Coke, maybe just us having fun and me thinking we had a major connection. I'm so sorry I misjudged you. Just know that I don't normally do things like this."

I take a few more steps away from you, to the bottom of the staircase and then stop and turn around. "Mr Anderson, thank you for not firing me. I swear I will be a good nanny to your kids and this will never happen again." I turn and begin to head up the stairs, just wanting to get to the guest house and cry on my bed. Feeling like I just majorly failed and knowing I have to regroup.
 
As you look more dejected, I see you put your head down and hear you mumble about you being an idiot. I sigh, feeling bad that I hurt you as you step back and blame the alcohol. "You do not have to apologize Ashley...." I say as you tell me you don't normally do things like this. I watch as you continue to back away and get close to the bottom of the staircase.

As you thank me for not firing you, I am shocked as you head up the stairs, my mind racing as I am left standing the basement feeling like I just hurt you. Part of me doesn't know what just happened, but as you leave I move over to put the pool cues away and clean up a bit.

After finishing, I head behind the bar and grab a bottle of wine. I sigh as I head up the stairs, figuring you went back to your guest house. I grab two wine glasses from the cabinet in the kitchen before leaving the house, hoping to head over and giving you a peace offering.

I walk over, knocking on the door of your guest house. I wait patiently as you come to the door, the look on your face looking sad. I hold up the bottle of wine, "I came with a second round....." I say smiling.

"I did not mean to hurt your feelings Ashley.... I just..... am married..." I start before I stop. "No, we can have some wine and continue our fun day we were supposed to be having..." I say giving you a smile.
 
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