Page 57 of Nanny for the Mercenaries

Jordy opened the door. “Aww, sweetie. You had a nightmare?”

“Mmm hmm,” my daughter murmured. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, what do you mean?” Jordy replied.

“Your light was on.”

“I forgot to turn it off.”

Trish pushed back against me in the closet. That had the effect of wedging my flaccid penis between her cheeks. I felt myself stiffen.

“Where’s Daddy Archie?” Kaylee asked. “And Trish?”

There was a long, pregnant pause. “What do you mean?”

“Daddy Archie wasn’t in his room. I went there first. Then I looked for Trish. They’re bothgone.”

Despite the precarious situation, my cock was rapidly hardening against Trish’s rear. She turned and met my eyes in the darkness, and gave me a, “Are you kidding me?” stare.

“I can’t help it!” I breathed, barely loud enough for our ears alone. “If anything, this is your fault for being sexy.”

She flashed a grin.

“Let’s get you back to bed, sweetie,” Jordy said. “I’ll stay with you until you fall asleep. I promise.”

“But where is daddy? And where did Trish go?”

“Um, they probably went for a walk! Yeah! That’s exactly what they did. A walk. Sometimes they can’t sleep, too. Just like you.”

“Oh,” Kaylee said. “Okay.”

We listened as they walked out of the room and down the hall. Only then did we exhale and leave the closet.

“That was unfortunate timing,” I said while grabbing my clothes. “Literally caught with our pants down, as they say.”

Trish shimmied into her panties. “I like you with your pants down. I don’t know how you’re going to get them on withthatobstruction.” Her eyes drifted down to my erection.

“You’re not making it any easier!” I protested.

“Oh? So I’m making itharder?”

I glared at her and managed to get my pants on, shoving my stiff dick down one pant leg. By then, Trish had her clothes on.

“Seriously though, this was a lot of fun.” She stepped close enough for her delicious scent to surround me again, and gazed up at me through her long eyelashes. She stood on her tip-toes, brushing her lips across mine. I leaned into her, wishing the kiss could go on for longer, but then she broke away.

“Sweet dreams.” She flashed a final grin and then disappeared through the door.

It took me a long time to collect myself before following.

*

Despite the excitement that had taken place in Jordy’s bedroom, everyone pretended like things were normal the next morning. I made myself a cuppa while the others drank coffee. We took showers. And then when it was time to leave, we all said goodbye to Kaylee—and, to a lesser extent, Trish.

Jordy found an excuse to stick back so he could have a private moment with our nanny. That made me feel vaguely jealous. I wanted to share a secret kiss with Trish, too. But there was no way to do that without making it awkward.

Besides, I don’t know how Jordy feels about all this, I thought.He has strong feelings for Trish. Would he get jealous if I tried kissing her goodbye? Is that somehow less strange than having sex with her?I didn’t know how any of this was supposed to work.

We drove to the airfield and boarded our helicopter. We were half way across the Black Sea to our first stop in Constanta, Romania when Harrison spoke up in our headset.

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