Chapter 3
Andy's demand for lunch put an end to his brother's little adventure with their nanny. Darren and Heather fumbled into their clothes and tried to act innocent as they all went to the kitchen for sandwiches.
Heather felt like laughing. She wasn't concerned with Darren telling on her, and she found their experience pretty amusing. It had been fun, and nobody had been hurt by it. But obviously Darren was taking it a lot more seriously than she was.
He kept giving her moony looks during lunch, and then he lingered in the kitchen till Andy had left.
"I wanta talk to you, Heather," he said.
"Go ahead, talk," she said with a smile.
"Well, I just wanta be sure you're not mad at me for what happened," he said. "I sure don't want that to be the only time we get together."
"I'm not mad at you, Darren," Heather said. "Don't worry about that. It's just that we have to be awfully careful. We can't be alone together too much, or your dad or brother will suspect something."
"Yeah, I guess you're right," he sighed.
"Okay, then, run along and help Andy with the yard work," she said, giving him a quick kiss.
Darren floated out of the room, a very happy young man. Heather finally had some time alone to think. She wasn't sorry for what she'd done with the boy. She just wished they could have done more. What she really needed was a good long fucking.
Forget it, she told herself. You're his nanny.
It wouldn't be right for her to go all the way with Darren, and sooner or later she was going to have to explain that to him. He was sure to come back for more fun with his pretty nanny, and he'd want to go even farther with her. She'd just have to set limits.
Too bad, because she needed a total lover right now. She didn't see how she was going to get through a whole three months without fucking. Yet she couldn't go looking for a suitable lover, because she was on duty twenty-four hours a day with the Crocker s.
She kicked the problem around in her mind all day but didn't come up with a solution. That evening, leaving the boys to watch TV with their father, she lounged restlessly on her bed, trying to read. She couldn't get interested in any of the books in her room, so she decided to go downstairs for more.
Heather stepped barefoot into the hall, not making a sound. That was why Andy didn't hear her. He was at the end of the hall, looking out a small window. Heather, curious to know what he found so interesting, sneaked up behind him and looked over his shoulder.
She barely kept from gasping with surprise. No wonder the kid was glued to that window. From it he could see into the neighbors' bedroom, and there was some very interesting stuff going on over there. Heather knew that it wasn't nice to spy, but she couldn't resist.
Standing silently behind Andy, she watched the neighboring couple make love. They were an attractive couple in their thirties, tan and fit, and they were roll: ng around naked on their king-size bed, kissing and pawing each other. Andy watched them intently, breathing hard.
Heather felt incredibly horny as she watched. She'd never spied on lovers before, and she found it a wild and wicked turn-on. Her pussy got flaming hot, and molten liquid seeped from her hungry little cunt and ran down her thighs. She had an insane desire to play with herself as she spied.
Of course she couldn't do that with Andy standing right in front of her. She didn't want the kid to know she was there. She just wanted to get her kicks and sneak away. She didn't blame Andy a bit for spying, and she didn't intend to bug him about it. Like his brother, he was desperate for information about sex.
The neighbor couple were kissing deeply, the man lying half on top of the woman. They darted their tongues into each other's mouth. The man was playing with the woman's full ripe tits, and she was pumping his enormously swollen cock in her fist. It wasn't hard to guess what would happen next.
Heather wished she could hear what the couple was saying. Still she could pretty much guess the sound that escaped the woman's lips as her husband plunged his cock into her. The woman had her legs spread wide, and the man crammed his rock-hard prick deep into her ready cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" Andy groaned. "Oh, shit!"
His hand slid down to his crotch. Of course he didn't know his nanny was standing right behind him, watching him. He assumed he was alone. He unzipped his jeans, hauled out his stiff teenage cock, and began jacking off. All the while, he never took his eyes from the window.
Heather thought it was a terrible waste of a good hard-on. She wished she could just throw off her nightgown and invite Andy to stick his achingly engorged prick into her neglected pussy hole. But as his nanny, she couldn't do that. She knew his father wouldn't approve. Most of the world wouldn't approve.
She watched Andy pumping his bloated cock, and she watched the neighbor couple fucking. The man was fully on top of the woman now, sunk down between her widely spread thighs, his ass knotting and jerking as he fucked her hard. Her pretty face was twisted into a lusty grimace.
Heather envied that woman with all her heart. She would have given anything to trade places with her. Heather knew it would probably be three months before she got laid again, and the thought made her want to scream with horniness. More sizzling juice gushed from her starved cunt and dripped down her inner thighs.
The neighbor couple fucked at each other faster and faster. The woman's hips jerked to the man's hard rhythm, and she clawed the bed and wailed. At least Heather assumed she was wailing, because the windows were closed and no sound got out. Heather just knew that if she was getting fucked like that, she'd be yelling her head off.
Andy's fist was working faster on his cock, too, keeping time with the fucking couple. He was breathing very loudly and moaning a little as his excitement reached fever pitch. Once again, Heather thought what a shame it was to waste that gorgeous hard-on.
The couple next door were coming. That was pretty obvious, even though they couldn't be heard. They were fucking at each other like crazy, their mouths wide open, their faces contorted with intense pleasure. Heather figured Andy could come at any second. Impulsively, she acted to stop him.
"Andy," she said.
"Oh, shit!" he gasped, jumping about a foot in the air.
As he jumped, he turned, landing to face Heather. He still had his cock in his fist, but when he saw his nanny standing there, his hard-on didn't last. He turned almost purple with embarrassment. His voice was croaky when he finally managed to speak.
"Heather, please, I know this must look disgusting, but don't tell Dad," he said. "Please, please don't tell Dad."
That was just about what Darren had said when she discovered his cache of dirty magazines. The boys knew what a prude their father was and how hard he'd punish them for breaking his rules. Now Andy was begging Heather not to rat on him. Of course she had no intention of doing that, and she spoke up quickly.
"Don't worry, Andy," she said, "I won't tell your father. Come on, let's go in my room and talk about this."
He nodded sheepishly and followed her into her room. Heather knew she looked very attractive to him in her short filmy nightgown, and that was fine. She figured he needed a little of the sex education she'd given his brother. She patted the bed, and they sat down on the edge.
"Boy, you must think I'm some kinda sex pervert!" Andy sighed.
"Not at all," Heather said calmly. "What you did was perfectly normal for a guy who's curious about sex."
"Jesus, Dad won't tell us anything!" Andy groaned. "He refuses to even discuss it! He seems to think he can keep us ignorant forever."
"He's wrong, of course," Heather said. "He's just driving you to find out about sex in other ways. And by the way, how long have you been spying on the neighbors?"
Andy felt it was safe to grin back at her.
"A couple months," he said. "We discovered right after they moved in that they never pull their curtains."
"We?" Heather asked.
"Darren and me," Andy said. "We take turns spying on them. One of us stays downstairs and watches TV with Dad. The other pretends to be tired and goes to bed early."
"Smart." Heather laughed. "If you both went to bed early, your father would get suspicious."
"Right!" Andy grinned. "Tonight was my turn."
"Well, Andy, I don't blame you for wanting to watch the neighbors," Heather said, "but maybe I can speed up your sex education a little bit."
She suddenly whipped off her nightgown and sat there stark naked. Andy's mouth dropped open, and his eyes got huge. As he ogled her lovely naked body, his cock came back to life, ballooning into a thick long column of hard blue-veined meat. He felt it swelling, and he blushed.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry!" he croaked.
"Honey, there's nothing to apologize for!" Heather crooned. "It's perfectly natural for you to get hard when you're turned on. Here, let me touch it."
She could hardly wait to get her hands on his gorgeous teenage cock. She reached out and laid her fingers on it, and it was hot and throbbing and solid. She fisted the pulsating pillar of meat and started pumping it slowly and sensuously. Andy gurgled with delight.
He looked like he could hardly believe his luck.
"Oh, wow, Heather, that feels nice," he said hoarsely.
"Good," she smiled. "I want you to play with me, too. I'll show you what to do."
Andy looked like he'd died and gone to heaven. It had been a really hot adventure to watch the neighbors fuck, but this was even better. His gorgeous blonde nanny had stripped for him, and now she was playing with his cock and guiding his hand to her pussy.
She took his middle finger and rubbed it up and down over a little hooded lump at the top of her cuntslit. Andy found that easy to imitate, and soon she let him do it alone. As he rubbed her clit, he felt scalding juice wetting his finger. Heather got flushed all over, and she began to breathe heavily.
"Mmmmmm, yeah, that's good, Andy!" she moaned. "Just keep doing that, please!"
"I'll do it till my finger drops off," he promised adoringly.
"Don't worry," she laughed. "It won't take me that long to get off."
"It won't take me long, either," Andy said.
She'd stopped pumping his cock while she showed him what to do with her pussy. Now she took his hint and wrapped her fingers around his engorged stiff-standing prick again. She pumped it faster this time, and Andy shuddered with hot excitement. Thick globs of juice began to ooze from his piss hole.
"Ohhhh, shit, yeah!" he groaned.
At first it was hard for him to concentrate on two things at the same time, rubbing her throbbing little joy button and enjoying her expert hand job. But he soon got the hang of it, and he was writhing to her hot pumping and pistoning his finger swiftly over her squirting clit.
"Jesus, this is fun!" he moaned.
"Even better than spying, huh?" Heather giggled.
"Oh, shit, yeah!" Andy laughed.
Heather was glad he could laugh. She wanted this to be a fun, relaxed time, not something grim and serious. She was just showing him some of the fun a boy and girl could have together. And of course she was seeking a much-needed orgasm for herself.
"Honey, now I want you to do something different," she panted. "I want you to stick that finger in my cunt. Just move lower and you'll find it."
She suspected that, just like his brother, he didn't have an idea in hell where her cunt was. She was right. But he followed her directions, exploring her wet fever-hot slit, and he finally found the tight little hole. He slid his middle finger into it, and he felt her greedy cuntal muscles gripping and sucking.
"Oh, yeah, right there!" Heather squealed. "Now pump it up and down! Do it fast! Oooooh, perfect!"
The kid had a good sense of how to finger-fuck, and she was delighted. While he pistoned his finger stiffly in her needy wet cunt, she pumped his cock faster and faster. She ran her fingers up over his creaming piss hole and smeared the thick juice up and down his prick. His cock throbbed and bucked and juiced in her fist.
"Mmmmm, honey, do it to me as fast as you can!" she moaned.
Andy obeyed, finger-fucking her with lightning speed. She responded by pumping his cock as fast as she could. It was just a matter of seconds before the two frantically horny young people got each other off. They ached to come, yet they didn't want the fantastic pleasure to end.
It was always that way for Heather. She was always greedy for climaxes, yet she wanted to go on making love for hours. There'd been times when she'd practically worn Mick out. But now she had a chronically horny teenage boy for a partner. She wondered how long it would take to exhaust Andy or his brother.
"Awwwww, Jesus-aaaggghhhh!" Andy yelped.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, oooooh!" Heather smiled.
They got each other off hard. Heather's hungry cunt clamped and spurted around the boy's pumping finger, and her squeezing fist captured his thick wads of come. She wished she could keep him in her bed all night, teaching him all about sex, but as his nanny she had to set limits.
"Now you know a little more about sex, Andy," she said gently but firmly. "It's time for you to go to bed. We don't want Darren or your father to find us together."
"Yeah, dammit, I guess you're right," Andy sighed.