Forbidden Melodies

The alarm rang out through the morning silence, as Melody reached out her arm and flicked the button to turn off the old school alarm clock. She rolled over in her double bed and caught sight of the neatly folded outfit she'd laid out on the chair across her room.

The excitement started to build as she realised this was the day she'd been looking forward to, three years in college, the hassle of getting accepted by an agency and now she was actually about to start her first job as a real life nanny.

The job was shrouded in mystery, the agency only gave her an address to show up to and a start time of 9am, but she had been told it was a single 6 month old baby in her care. The NDA she signed before receiving that information had been very clear, she couldn't even tell her family and friends anything about who her employer was, even their names without the risk of immediate dismissal. Utter secrecy was essential.

As she slipped out of her nightie she turned on the shower, and looked at herself in the mirror as she waited for the water to heat up. She cupped her healthy breasts in her hands and lifted them slightly to boost her cleavage, she liked how they looked and she hadn't had any complaints from the few boys in college with whom she had enjoyed drunken fumbles but that was in the past now.

A new city, a new job and a new woman. As she stepped into the shower she took one final glance in the mirror, eying the small tuft of public hair peeking out from between her legs and admired her own handiwork. She'd spent a few hours the previous evening shaving, plucking and pruning herself to look and feel her very best.

"Looking fine Melody, If I do say so myself." she said out loud as she winked at herself. "Less yapping to yourself and more cleaning, we all have jobs to get to" bellowed through the bathroom door. Her house-mate Abbey, a student nurse, brought her swiftly back to reality.

Herself and Abbey had only meet days earlier when Melody had applied to sublet the room in the apartment after the previous tenant had gone travelling. Abbey was only too happy to split the rent, but the two had also found common ground when they discovered they had both been at the same James Blunt gig earlier that summer having had his Smash Hits poster cutouts adorned their walls as teenagers.

This had emerged during the lengthy disposal of the housewarming gift Melody had brought, a pair of wine bottles, where they chatted, laughed and danced around the house to Abba's Dancing Queen and belted out Blunt's greatest ballads into the early morning as if they were lifelong friends.

Back in the show the water poured over Melody's body, over her lovely curves and crevices as she felt the warmth of the water both waking her body up but her mind was waking up too. As the water caressed her nipples she could feel them begin to harden and grow and some naughty memories of her college days started to flood into her mind.

She used to enjoy sharing a shower with her then boyfriend, Stephen, to start each day, invariably it needed a second shower to wash off the excesses of the pair's activities under the water, they just couldn't keep their hands off each other's bodies at the time.

Her move to London had killed that relationship but she missed the physical contact and the orgasms, oh how she missed those. Her small bullet vibrator just didn't get the job done compared to his oral skills.

The double knock on the door brought her back to her senses. "Don't use all the hot water, leave some for me." roared Abbey through the door as Melody quickly decided now was not the time to have a little sneaky orgasm as much as she might want to release the tension building about what exactly she was about to walk into in her new role.

She quickly rinsed off her hair and body and wrapped herself in a towel before a final stare at herself in the mirror, her smile started to spread across her face as she couldn't wait for what was about to happen.

She opened the door and Abbey quickly brushed past her into the bathroom, almost knocking her over in the process, She cheekily quipped "About time, took you long enough. You must have really washed your pussy to impress your new Daddy, I bet he's gonna be hot as fuck."

Her shit eating grin was the last thing Melody saw as the door swung closed in her face. She could hear Abbey laughing to herself on the other side of the door, but her mind had immediately turned to the thoughts in her head. What if her new family's dad was a famous celebrity, if he was a walking cliche and made a sport out of banging the new nanny everytime.

With one look at the clock she realised she was running a little late which wouldn't be acceptable with her new family. She quickly reached for her outfit and slipped into the black knee-length pencil skirt, long enough to be professional and proper but also sleek enough to catch any man's eye.

Her pinstripe blouse fell nicely on her shoulders, the material just big enough to cover her mouth watering 36C breasts. A top button left open just wide enough to display a touch of cleavage. She picked up the matching necklace and earring set, elegant but not over flashy and she placed her watch around her wrist fixing the timepiece's leather strap with her right hand.

One final look in the full length mirror and she was ready to take on the big city working world, she looked confident and sophisticated on the outside but inside her butterflies were doing somersaults in her stomach. Melody grabbed her handbag and set off to catch the train.