Page 19 of Number 10 Affair

“Let’s skip the small talk. Go upstairs and get naked, Tanya,” I commanded, oddly on edge.

She ran her hand over my shoulder, flashing a smile before swiftly walking up the stairs. I flexed my fingers, recalling Laura’s deep-green eyes that had stared right through my soul.

“She’s your fucking nanny, nothing else and nothing more,” I reminded my pathetic self, even when I desperately wanted Tanya to become Laura.

Several minutes later, I rushed to the bedroom, opened the door, and stepped inside. My pulse drummed, and I studied this stunning woman, who was ready to do anything I wanted. She was already on her knees. I noticed that her thin thong covered barely anything. Her tits were perky, nipples hard and ready to be sucked on. She had her hands clasped, and her gaze was fixed on the floor.

My cock got hard, so clearly, I wasn’t that unhinged by my innocent nanny. I could still fuck someone else.

“You’re such a good girl, Tanya, but you were two minutes late, so I need to punish you.” I walked up to her.

I unbuttoned my shirt, and Tanya lifted her head, fire in her brown eyes, biting on her lower lip at the same time. That triggered me, and before I could stop myself, I wrapped my palm around her throat. She gasped for air. Dragging her to the bed, I hovered over her, squeezing her throat tighter and tighter.

“I didn’t like that look you just gave me, so do you want me to fuck your face until you choke on my cock?” I rasped, thinking how much she’d loved deep-throating me the last time we were together. I normally didn’t see the same woman more than once, but tonight I needed to make an exception to that rule.

“I’m sorry, Prime Minister. I'll be good. I'm already drenched for you,” she said, even when I was clearly cutting off her airways. Her face was bright red, and she seemed to be struggling for air.

“On all fours,” I commanded, then stopped squeezing her throat so she could take a breath and calm down.

Tanya obeyed me, facing the wall, exposing her dripping cunt. When her arse was up in the air, she gazed at me, and a seductive smile played on her lips.

I quickly took off my jeans and boxers. My cock sprang free, and I wrapped my hand around it. I was going to spank that stunning arse so hard, until Tanya couldn’t take it anymore.

Just then, I was hit with the flashback of Laura on her knees, right in front of me. She’d gnawed on her bottom lip, and I shuddered, releasing a ragged breath. Her eyes drifted down to my hard cock, and she licked her lips.

The flashback was gone in a split second, and I was back in the room with Tanya.

“Come on, Prime Minister, I've been bad. I need you to punish me.” Tanya’s voice softened my erection.

I stopped stroking it and cursed under my breath. Something was seriously fucking wrong with me. I don’t know how long I stood there, furious and distraught, trying to get turned on again, but nothing worked. Tanya must have noticed because she sat back on the bed, staring at me inquisitively.

“What’s wrong, Spencer? You’re not yourself tonight.”

“Obviously,” I replied, pulling my boxers and jeans back up.

I had a bad taste in my mouth. This was fucking humiliating. She was spread on the bed, so fucking delicious and ready to be fucked, while I couldn’t even get it up. I told myself that if I spanked her a few times, then my erection would eventually roar back to life.

“Come on, we both know I'm discreet.” She crawled towards me. She smelled incredible, looked even better, and yet, she wasn’t turning me on.

“It’s none of your fucking business,” I snapped, then immediately regretted it because she appeared hurt.

Her face brightened up again when I dragged my hand through my hair and released a shaky breath.

“Oh my, dear Lord, you like someone else? Is there another woman in the picture?” She brought her hands to her mouth.

I turned around and walked to the window, forcing myself not to say anything offensive.

“No, I don’t like her. I can’t fucking stand her.” I knew that this was a lie, because although Laura had a bit of an attitude, she was really quite sweet.

“Spencer Banks, are you telling me that this woman somehow hasn’t started worshipping you yet?” Tanya sounded amused.

I glared at her.

“Normally, all you have to do is smile and women fall madly in love with you, so this one must be immune, and your ego can’t take it. Am I right?”

“I suggest you to leave now. The money will be deposited into your account as usual,” I growled, irritated that Tanya could see right through me. It was a crappy thing to say, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to be alone tonight.

“I’m not going anywhere, and you can keep saying awful things, but I can see you need to talk. So, come on, spill the beans and tell me more about her.” She wrapped her hands around me.

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