She went to the nanny next door

Having read countless erotic articles about nannies, I've always had a special fondness for them. Unfortunately, I never employ a nanny myself, nor do I know anyone who does. My affection for nannies could only remain hidden deep within, like a one-sided love, unable to be expressed. But unexpectedly, a chance encounter allowed me to have my wish fulfilled.
Last year, I moved. Feeling my old address wasn't quite right, I rented a shopfront on a main road. The landlady was an elderly woman in her seventies, living alone in a small apartment at the back. She rented the shopfront to me for my business, and we became neighbors. Though we were called neighbors, we were actually separated only by a door; the locks indicated two separate households, but once the door was open, we were considered one family.
We'd been living peacefully together for a long time. I, a young man, ran my business alone, while she, an old lady, lived a quiet life. Occasionally, she'd come over to chat, and sometimes she'd bring me a meal to eat together. Life was pretty good. But two days before the Spring Festival, the old lady fell ill, which ironically led to a romantic encounter for me. The
old lady was sick for ten days, and after being discharged from the hospital, she couldn't take care of herself. She asked me to help her find a caregiver. I had no experience with this kind of thing. I ran around to several employment agencies and met more than ten caregivers, but none of them were suitable. It wasn't that I was picky; I just didn't like the look of them. Besides, we'd be living together in the future, and if they were too ugly, I wouldn't feel comfortable looking at them either.
Two or three days passed, and a nanny still hadn't arrived. The old lady was getting a little anxious and told me not to be too picky, just find anyone. I was also ready to give up. After packing up, I was about to leave, determined to hire whoever was the first nanny I encountered that day.
When I arrived at the employment agency, the first person I saw was a middle-aged woman, about thirty-five years old. She was dressed very simply, but she was quite tall and voluptuous, about 1.7 meters tall even in flat shoes, with a prominent chest. She was dressed very plainly. To be honest, I took a liking to her at first sight because she looked clean and reassuring.
"A nanny?" I asked as I walked up to her.
"Yes," she glanced at me and nodded.
"Do you have experience caring for patients?" I asked her in detail, because caring for elderly patients isn't something an ordinary caregiver can do; you need to pay more and find someone experienced and patient.
"Yes, I've cared for an elderly lady with heart disease before." She looked at me confidently.
"Great, the landlady is an elderly lady with heart disease." I thought to myself, "Just one elderly lady, four hundred a month, room and board included, and a bonus at the end of the month if you do well, want to go?" I told her the conditions the old lady had told me.
"Okay, when do you start?"
"Come with me now." I was in a hurry; I had a huge pile of laundry that I hadn't done yet.
"Okay." It seemed she really had experience; she agreed immediately, packed her things, and stood in front of me.
We took a taxi home. When we arrived, the landlady was very satisfied. She immediately gave me my month's salary of four hundred yuan, plus one hundred yuan for groceries. After making my bed, it was officially my new job. I was happy to go back to my own shop and do my work.
Since the nanny came, I've been much more relaxed. Firstly, the landlady doesn't need my care anymore, and secondly, the nanny is very diligent, doing laundry and cooking promptly, and keeping the house very clean.
After half a month, once we got to know each other better, she often came over to help me with laundry and cooked meals for me. Seeing this, I thought it was a good idea, so I told the landlady that I would eat with them, I would pay for the groceries, and the nanny would cook. Everyone agreed, and that was it for eating together.
When I first hired the nanny, I didn't look at her closely. Now that we've been together longer, I've had time to observe her more closely, and I've found that she's actually quite attractive. Her skin is slightly dark, but her face is pretty, her hair isn't long, and she's about 1.7 meters tall. Her breasts are large and high, but they don't sag. When she bends over to do laundry or cook, you can see two heavy, fleshy mounds swaying in front of her, which is quite attractive. Her buttocks are also large and round, slightly upturned.
To be honest, looking at her from behind gives me a strong urge to pin her down and have my way with her, but I'm a little embarrassed, since she's my neighbor, and I feel a bit awkward about it. Occasionally, when we ate together, I'd sit next to her, rubbing my leg against her thigh, my arm brushing against her chest—taking advantage of her a little. She never seemed to find anything wrong with it, just laughing it off.
Since I stayed at the hotel at night, separated from the one behind by only a door, I sometimes thought how great it would be if I could see her showering when I went to the bathroom at night. Even if she didn't do anything, just having a glimpse of her would be nice. Haha~
But honestly, those opportunities were rare because she's quite shrewd and has a strong sense of self-protection. Every time she showered, she'd lock both the bathroom door and my door very tightly. When she washed her underwear, she was very careful, hanging it to dry in her own room, trying her best not to expose her privacy to me.
But one day, I discovered her secret. Regardless of the weather, she would go out for two hours every weekend afternoon, and then come back humming a song, all smiles. She'd shower, change clothes, and the meals she cooked were always exceptionally delicious. When the old lady asked her, she'd say she wanted to treat herself to something special on the weekend.
But I wasn't as naive as the old lady. I immediately figured something was wrong; she was definitely out "studying her homework." You see, at thirty-five, she was in her prime; she'd be suffocating if she didn't come a few times a week. The only problem was, I didn't know who the man was. So I had an idea: I'd follow her and see which wild man she was fooling around with.
Another weekend arrived, and it was time for her to "hand in her homework" again. After lunch, she helped the old lady sunbathe for a while. After taking the old lady for a nap, she came over to greet me and told me she was going out to buy groceries to improve our meals. She asked me to watch the shop for her,
and I readily agreed. Then, seeing her leave happily, I immediately closed the shop and followed this nanny to see what she was up to. Following her, we turned left and right on the street until we reached a small alley. I noticed there were many single-story houses here, and it was quite secluded. Every doorway was piled with large cabbages and broken iron pots, indicating it was a place where farmers and laborers lived. I covered my nose and followed her to a large door painted red. She was probably too happy and didn't even notice that I was only a few meters away from her.
After watching her go inside, I searched around the doorway for the best vantage point. After looking left and right, I found a stack of bricks, quite high, enough to see into the yard if I climbed up. I pushed the brick stack; it seemed sturdy, so I climbed up and half-crawled, peering into the yard.
This small courtyard was rather secluded, and the walls were quite high. The people inside probably didn't notice someone climbing the brick stack to peek in; they hadn't even drawn the curtains. A man, probably under forty, lay on the kang (heated brick bed) inside, very thin and frail, like a Daoist practitioner. The nanny entered the room and sat on the kang, looking at him tenderly, reaching out to touch his face. He seemed to be her old lover.
"How much did you earn this month?" the man asked, seemingly familiar with her, his first question being about her income.
"Your salary is four hundred, didn't I give it to you after that? They said there's a one hundred bonus next week, I'll give it to you then," the nanny answered cautiously.
"Didn't I tell you? Keep some for yourself when you buy groceries. What can you do with just this salary and bonus? We haven't even paid the child's tuition yet!" I immediately understood; it was her husband, and apparently they had a child in school.
"How could I do that? The old lady has been so good to me, feeding me well and even buying me clothes. How could I accept her money? That would be immoral!" It seemed this nanny was kind-hearted, refusing her husband's request.
"Slap!" I was startled. I saw the man get up from the kang (a heated brick bed) and slap the nanny across the face. "What the hell are you pretending to be, a saint? Aren't you serving her? It's only right that you get paid."
"Don't say that. I definitely can't take people's money. Besides, can't you, a grown man, find something to do? My meager monthly salary isn't enough to cover your expenses. And you smoke so much, it's such a waste of money."
The nanny covered her face with her hands, still stubbornly replying.
"You fucking slut, you won't take money when you're a nanny, and you won't go when Lao Wu says he'll take you to sell yourself. If you went, you'd get a hundred yuan for a little work, which is more than you earn as a nanny." As he spoke, the man got up and kicked her.
"How can you be so shameless? I'm your wife, after all. You keep telling me to sell myself. Are you a cuckold?" The nanny took a step back, stubbornly retorting.
"So what if you're a cuckold? Being a rich cuckold is better than being a poor chaste woman. If you're broke, I won't even be able to smoke. Then you'll have to sell yourself, whether you like it or not, otherwise how will I pay you back?" The man cursed and threatened to hit the nanny, but she wouldn't have it. She shouted loudly and then ran out, running all the way home. I quickly hid, thankfully not being discovered. After wandering around for a while, I also went home.
Since the nanny and her husband had parted on bad terms today, she hadn't showered or cooked anything nice when she got back. I teased her, "What did you cook today, sis?"
"Nothing, I'm not eating," she replied stubbornly.
"You can't not eat, how about I treat you to something?" I said with a smile.
"But what will happen to the old lady if we go out?" I asked, seeing her interest but still looking at the old lady with concern.
"It's alright, the old lady is asleep and won't get up until tonight. We'll just be back before she takes her medicine."
"Let's go."
"Okay then, wait for me to change." She said, closing the door and starting to pack.
When she came out, I was shocked. I had never seen her dressed like this before. Although it wasn't very fancy, she no longer looked like a rural nanny. She wore a snow-white shirt over a pale white vest, clearly without a bra. Her nipples were erect, pressing against the fabric, and I could clearly see two perky points. She wore beige pants, with the shirt tucked in, making her waist look exceptionally thin, her breasts exceptionally high, and her buttocks exceptionally perky. I almost got an erection.
"Come on, are you standing there like a fool?" Seeing my dazed expression, she smiled and said to me.
"I'm so silly, I'm so beautiful! How come I never noticed how pretty you were before?" I said, embarrassed.
"Stop teasing me, you're making me feel bad. Let's go." With that, we went out the door.
After a simple meal and a little wine, seeing that it was too early, I suggested going to see a movie, and she agreed without much objection.
During the movie, I tried to put my hands on her shoulders and hug her. She struggled for a moment but couldn't manage it, so she gave in, resting her head on my shoulder and placing her hands on my legs. I suppressed the urge between my legs and watched the movie like that. Seeing that it was getting late, we went home.
It was past eight o'clock when I got home. After giving the old lady her medicine, I saw that she was sleeping soundly, so I suggested that the caregiver come to my room to watch TV. Since the caregiver sleeps in the guest room, she usually goes to bed early and doesn't watch TV. When I invited her, she hesitated for a moment, then said she would come over after changing her clothes and taking a shower.
I happily locked the front door, switched the TV to cable, and put the pornographic film I had prepared into the DVD player, waiting for her to come. Listening to the sounds of her showering, I couldn't help but get an erection. I rubbed it for a long time, but it didn't subside. Finally, I got off the shower, and she came out too.
I turned my head and couldn't help but get hard again. Her freshly washed, wet hair clung to her face, her flushed complexion looking beautiful. She was wearing a loose shirt and trousers, and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra; her two large breasts stood out prominently under her shirt, swaying with every step. Her light-colored trousers revealed a small floral panty between her legs—she looked incredibly sexy. I quickly squeezed my legs together to avoid him seeing my embarrassment.
"Come, sit next to me," I said, patting the sofa beside me. She obediently sat down next to me, her shoulder gently resting on my arm. Because of the different angle of the TV, she was leaning to one side, one of her large, soft breasts pressing against my arm—it felt so good.
I put my arm around her shoulder, pressed the remote control with my left hand, and the porn started. The beginning was a rather uneventful sex scene, so she watched it normally, her head tilted to the side, resting on my shoulder. My hand roamed up and down her arm, and she didn't resist.
After watching for a while, a passionate scene of a man and a woman appeared on the TV. First, they kissed passionately, then they became intimate after taking off their clothes. I could feel her discomfort; her arm trembled slightly under my hand, as if she was very excited, and her legs shook incessantly, as if she didn't want to watch but couldn't bear to give up. Seeing that my plan had succeeded, I boldly placed one hand on her thigh, and through her shirt, I stroked the skin on the inside of her thigh with my fingers. She flinched, but when my hand followed, she didn't resist.
I stroked her thigh with one hand and ran the other down her arm, along her back, past her armpit, caressing the outline of her large breasts. She trembled, and when she saw the man on TV pull down his pants, revealing his engorged penis, she let out a soft moan, buried her head in my chest, and hugged my waist tightly, unable to watch.
I didn't force her, and lowered my head to kiss her neck, biting and nibbling at her earlobe. She panted heavily, trying to dodge, perhaps because it was too itchy, shaking her head from side to side to avoid me, but when she turned her head, her face touched my erect penis, and she dared not move, her face burning hot against my penis, too afraid to move.
I kissed and nibbled on her earlobe, my hand reaching from behind to her chest, grabbing and kneading her heavy breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples with two fingers. She twisted her body, panting heavily. When I suddenly squeezed her nipple hard, her legs clamped together, and her body went limp. Based on my experience, I knew she had reached her climax. It seemed this nanny had a very strong sex drive and had never had an affair; such a small stimulation brought her to orgasm.
I hugged her shoulders tightly, pulling her limp body up. She was really tall; standing, she was almost as tall as me. Perfect! We hugged each other tightly, her two large, soft breasts pressing against my chest. I held her back with one hand and caressed her buttocks with the other. I kissed her lips, our tongues passionately intertwining. She excitedly gripped my back, her head swaying from side to side. I pushed her towards the bed.
She saw my intention and pushed me away, panting, "Brother, no, this is enough. We can't do that." She pushed my shoulders. But how could I? I gripped her hand tightly and pushed her forcefully onto the bed, passionately kissing her mouth with my tongue. She responded in a daze.
We kissed intensely as we retreated to the edge of the bed. I rolled her over, pressing her body onto the bed, her head hanging down, her buttocks sticking out, standing on the floor with her back to me. I stood behind her, holding her tightly, my body half-pressed against her back, my hands grasping her large breasts, kissing her earlobes. She breathed heavily, her buttocks twisting from side to side, pressing against my erect penis.
I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled her shirt down to her knees, unzipped my pants, and took out my penis. I rubbed it back and forth between her buttocks. She kept twisting and turning, moaning loudly, "No, I can't take it anymore." She probably didn't even realize how wet she was; her floral panties were soaked through.
I pulled her underwear to the side, leaving her buttocks bare and raised, then guided my hard penis with my hand and thrust it in. "Oh my god!" she screamed as my penis was fully inside her.
I immediately began thrusting violently. She was probably quite pent up, as her hips swayed dramatically in sync with my movements. Her head jerked violently from side to side, her large breasts rolled and rubbed against the bed, and her buttocks moved back and forth intensely. I fucked her hard too, making the bed creak and groan. Because we were both so excited, we both reached orgasm in less than ten minutes. I ejaculated for the first time of the day as her vagina contracted violently during her orgasm. Then, I comfortably embraced her large breasts, standing on the floor behind her.
She breathed heavily, her lips wide open, her face wet with sweat, her hair soaked, and her hands gripping the sheets tightly. Seeing her exhausted state after reaching the peak of pleasure, my penis, still soaking inside her vagina, couldn't help but harden again, and I began the second round of thrusting that day.
Take that night, for example. We were both quite excited and thrilled the first time, so we quickly reached orgasm. After I ejaculated, we lay half-crouched on the bed, embracing each other. I pressed down on her voluptuous body from behind, grabbing and kneading her large breasts with both hands. She was moaning and panting, her chest heaving violently, her nipples pressing against my palms, which were covered in sweat from the intense activity.
After a while, once she calmed down, she pushed me away, pulled up her shirt, which had fallen below her knees, and buttoned it up neatly. Her face flushed, she sat down on the sofa, head bowed, not daring to look at me.
Seeing her shy expression, I felt both love and pity. I sat down beside her and reached out to stroke her hair. She hummed in response, not resisting.
"Sis, are you tired?" I asked softly.
"I'm fine." Her face turned even redder, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at me.
"Come over whenever you're free. I'll treat you well." Looking at her, I touched her face and said.
"No, we shouldn't be like this." She looked up at me, her eyes firm.
"Were you feeling unwell just now? Don't you want to be with me?" I asked, puzzled.
"That's not what I meant. You're fine, and I felt fine too, but we shouldn't continue like this, we'll get poisoned." She seemed very serious.
I tried to persuade her for a long time, but she wouldn't budge, just rambling on and on. After getting to know her better, I learned that she was thirty-eight years old, had two children who were studying in the countryside, and lived with her grandparents. She and her husband had gone to the city to work and earn money to support their family. The man I saw during the day was her husband.
Her husband was a few years older than her. He used to be quite hardworking in the countryside, but after coming to the city, he met some friends and started gambling and doing drugs. The little money he earned from working wasn't enough to cover his drug habit, so he would constantly ask her for money. She worked hard as a nanny and gave him all the money she earned, but he still complained that it wasn't enough.
Her husband had suggested she sell herself for money several times, but she refused each time. She went out once a week to have "marital relations" with her husband. Although the couple's relationship wasn't great, their sex life was relatively harmonious, and she enjoyed this weekend couple's life and was quite satisfied with her life at the landlord's house.
But she was, after all, a respectable woman, and her passion with me just now was an unimaginable "transgression and crime," so she said it was absolutely impossible for her to continue this relationship with me, otherwise she would feel guilty.
Seeing her troubled look, I really couldn't bear to hurt her, so I agreed to her request. What happened tonight was over and done with, and we should all forget about it and pretend it never happened. She looked at me gratefully, saying I was a good person, and then snuggled into my arms, hugging my waist and pressing her head against my chest, listening to my heartbeat.
We sat there like that, the porn on TV continuing, the actress moaning and groaning. She found it strange and looked up at the TV. What she saw shocked her. The TV was showing a 5P scene.
A white woman was kneeling on a table, sucking hard on a black man's penis. A white man was lying on the table, his penis inside her vagina. A tall, fat black man was standing on the floor, violently thrusting into her anus. Next to them, a woman was half-squatting, rubbing and probing her own vagina while moaning.
Her face flushed crimson, like a large red cloth. She dared not look but couldn't bear to look away. She was panting heavily as she watched, her chest heaving violently. I couldn't resist placing my hands on her breasts, squeezing and kneading them.
"Does she enjoy watching her?" I leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"But so many people are having sex with her, it's so embarrassing," she replied, her face still red.
"But it's so exciting and pleasurable. You've never done this with other men, have you?"
"Who do you think I am? Besides my husband, I've only ever done it with you." She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a sense of humiliation and disgrace.
I quickly apologized, "Sis, I didn't mean that, I was just asking if you've ever done this before?"
"My husband has done it to me from behind, but it hurts too much, I can't stand it, I only did it twice and then stopped. I've never used my mouth, it's too dirty."
Hearing her say that, my penis instantly became hard again. She could feel my erection pressing against her chin, and she placed her hand on my penis, slowly stroking and rubbing it. The more she touched it, the harder and more uncomfortable I became, so I unzipped my pants, revealing my hard penis, and pressed her hand on it to rub and stroke it.
I squeezed and kneaded her breasts forcefully, my fingers pinching and pulling her nipples until they were quite long. She writhed excitedly, her pert buttocks swaying as she sat on the sofa. I couldn't resist reaching into my shirt and touching her buttocks from behind, aiming for her anus.
She trembled slightly but didn't flinch. When I touched her tight anus, she contracted violently as soon as my finger touched it. Her anus clenched tightly, enveloping my finger—it felt so hot and warm.
I was stroking her anus with one hand, thrusting in and out, my penis throbbing against her face. Suddenly, it slipped into her mouth, and she cried out, biting down hard, almost biting me off. I insisted she hurt me and had to suck it for a while. She couldn't resist, so she slowly licked my penis with her tongue.
Honestly, her technique was terrible; she had absolutely no skill. Her tongue awkwardly licked my glans, but she seemed very serious and careful, afraid of missing a single detail. After a while, she took my entire penis into her mouth, enveloping it with her warm lips, moving her mouth like she was eating ice cream, making me moan and gasp with pleasure.
I used my toes to tease her thigh, but she dodged, preventing me from touching her. She gripped my waist tightly, violently shaking her head up and down, her mouth tightly holding my penis, her tongue licking and sucking incessantly.
I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her head and pulled her up, yanked my pants off, turned her around, and made her kneel on the sofa, her buttocks raised high. I gripped my penis and thrust it all the way in.
She cried out, hitting the back of the sofa, then gripped it tightly with both hands, shaking her head violently.
I stood on the floor, one hand reaching forward to grab her large, drooping breasts and kneading them forcefully, the other hand reaching into her crotch to touch and press against her clitoris. She cried out, this time very open, her buttocks swaying from side to side in rhythm with my penetration.
I was really enjoying myself. Every time I penetrated, I hit the very core of her being, making her wetness flow down her thighs and all over the floor. She was very tall, with her buttocks sticking up high. Sometimes when I wasn't getting enough, she would forcefully sit back, always doing so at the exact moment my penis was penetrating, so that it could be fully inserted to the deepest point. Her vagina was wide open like a mouth, as if it wanted to swallow my entire penis, scrotum and all.
After about ten minutes, she had an orgasm, and I was so comfortable that I almost ejaculated several times, but I managed to hold it back.
Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I turned her body over, laid her on the sofa, spread her legs, and put them on my shoulders. I pressed my whole body against her, concentrating all my strength into one point, and fucked her violently with the fastest speed and the most intense force.
Finally, when she reached another orgasm, I came too. My penis was pulled out, and a thick stream of semen shot out, spraying all over her breasts and belly. Then I reached out and wiped it evenly for her. She lay there comfortably for a long time, unable to speak, just breathing heavily, her big breasts swaying back and forth.
This was our second and last time. I didn't expect that the next day she would quit her job with the old lady, saying that she was going home to take care of her husband and children. I couldn't find her when I went to the odd jobs market after that. She disappeared quietly, just like when she came.
The old lady often muttered that the nanny was actually quite good, but she didn't know why she left. I knew perfectly well what was going on. She didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore, so she always felt guilty. It wasn't easy for a nanny to find a client like the old lady. Sometimes I wondered if her husband was forcing her into prostitution. But I never had a chance to see her again until that hot summer night when I ran into her again at Peace Square. The story began again.
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