This is an edited version of Nanny Sarah. Once again, a huge thank you to Bi_Cathy for helping proofread. Hopefully we've caught 99% of the typos now. This is the third part of a three part story. Please read the other parts first. All characters in explicit scenes are over eighteen. ******* Sarah had been correct. As soon as the sky outside showed any h...
The computer monitor blinked with activity. A finger rolled down the mouse and information scrolled on the screen. Blue and black text intertwined in a maze of records. “Where are you, Doctor Hile?” A soft voice whispered. The question did not require an answer. But, the girl would get her answer. She always got her answer. Half way down the page, she sto...
June was a typical mother she thought. She had given birth to two lovely kids and adored her husband and while she had numerous boyfriends when she was younger, she had remained faithful to him throughout their marriage. Those ten years had been kind to June. Her smart looks and attractive figure were much the product of good genes as well as keeping her fa...
Kristen Hile was a very confused woman. A couple days earlier her 19-year-old nanny had seduced her. The sex was better than she might have wanted it to be because now she had to either acknowledge she enjoyed sex with the girl or go into complete denial. The fact she anxiously planned for the day she could pay Katie back in kind should have settled the issu...
The Organization, Part 11 -- Assignment Stephanie Copyright 2013, 2020 Lisa Summers "I'm very pleased with the great job you two did in converting your sister-in-law to lesbianism, Kayce, and persuading her to 'mold' her husband in ways that are beneficial to us in The Organization," Mary Ann said. "Roberta Ashbrook is especially happy with you." "And I d...
first story, please be nice.... Its early morning, the sun is just starting to come up. I slip out of your bed still nude from our love making the night before. I turn and look at you still sleeping, so amazing. I kneel down and find the "toys" from last night, I pick them up and carry them with me into the bathroom. I love the door open. I learned my fir...
It was late on a Saturday morning and the curses and banging noises she heard coming from the living room were clue enough for Karen Dubois that her husband Adam had risen at long last. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she heaved a long suffering sigh. It was hardly surprising that he should have slept in so late considering how long they'd stayed at th...
I was eighteen and had just become a nanny when I got my first placement with a wealthy young family who lived not far from my family, so it seemed like the perfect situation. I looked after their two young children and they were very generous toward me. After working for them for three months John and Cindy, the parents, told me that they were moving to Ger...
Thanks for the encouraging feedback I received for chapter 1. One asked if the treatment for hysteria was genuine, yes it was. It really happened, quite routinely, and quite clinically. Hence the air of clinical detachment from the nurse in chapter 1. The journey home was all but silent. Florence had a dreamy, slightly detached look of contentment on her...
ARRIVAL She'd be home soon. I wanted to get everything cleaned up. I wanted everything neat and organized for her arrival. Dishes to wash, crumbs to get out of the couch, and countertops to clear up: everything was a bit of a mess. The idea of her finding the house, her house, in this state would have caused me a panic attack. That is, had it not been f...