This is a bit of a slow burn but definitely worth the payoff at the end I think. Let me know if you like it!
I've lived in my building in NYC for the better part of decade now. My family moved here when I was 14 because my dad got a really high paying job. Our building was located on the upper east side of Manhattan, a truly spectacular building with all the amenities.
I couldn't be happier when the change came, my father had been working in Dallas before moving. I didn't fit in much, I was always a little off from everyone else. I'm not weird or anything, I just struggled to make friends is all. Moving to NYC I made friends at my new private high school rather quick. Everyone loved my southern accent so very quickly I had a new circle. The girls were big fans too and boy did I have fun in high school.
After high school was over I had a bunch of options for colleges but elected to go to Fordham in the Bronx. A great school and I was happy I got to stay close to home. Being a commuter though I certainly had a lot more free time on my hands throughout the day. I was home a lot and on Fridays I worked it out so I had no classes!
Being home a lot you begin to notice a lot of things, for example all the weird noises or smells from the other apartments during the day time. My building had some very eclectic characters to say the least. My neighbors across the hall had sons that were older than me but they had either moved out or were away at college. My neighbors on the other side of my apartment had a young son, but were gone every day while they had a nanny watch their boy.
One Friday I was home alone as usual, after walking the garbage to the shoot I saw an unfamiliar woman walking into my next door neighbors apartment. Being that she wasn't the nanny that I'm used to seeing I stopped and asked if she was at the right apartment. It's easy to get confused in an old building like this. "Hello Miss, my name is Steve, are you looking for a specific apartment?" With a very pretty accent, "Yes, mister this one right here." Lo and behold she had the right apartment, a few seconds later the door opened and there was Mr. Franc. He saw us standing there, "Ahh I see you two have met! Steven this is Rosa, she will be our new nanny. Claudia had to go back to Paraguay to take care of her mother but Rosa is a close friend and comes highly recommended!" Ahh okay it all makes sense now, this is no stranger as she'll will be here everyday.
"Well, pleasure to meet you Rosa! If you ever need anything please knock on the my door. I live right here and know the Franc's very well." She nodded, "Thank you sir, I will."
This woman was absolutely stunning. She had the most beautiful smile, perfect teeth. Long flowwy semi-curly hair. She was a bit short, about 5'2" and very curvy. It was hard to see what her curves really looked like under her big jacket but all of the sudden I was very jealous of the Franc's son, Bruce who was about 5 years old.
Mr. Franc got remarried after a pretty bad divorce a few years ago. His wife was cheating on him with one of his coworkers, it was really sad. Mr. Franc is so nice but thankfully he was able to settle down with his wife Betty. Betty was pretty attractive, she's about 15 years older than me and dresses pretty conservatively. Mr. Franc is a gazillionaire, or so my dad tells me, big time partner at a law firm downtown. My dad and Mr. Franc have worked together on a few deals, amazing how in a city this large everyone seems to know everyone.
After getting settled in, wondering about what I was going to do that night my mind began to drift to Rosa. She was so beautiful, not just hot but like distractingly beautiful. I found myself getting pretty hard so I figured, I have the time might as well. I jerked off to Rosa twice in an hour, I was feeling loose and ready to take on the city that never sleeps.
I went down to the local gym to get a few runs in on the court. I'm pretty athletic, I played hoops for my high-school. Never really started or anything but was decent off the bench. These runs were fun, competitive and a good way to stay in shape. I did them a few times a week. After a few hours a bunch of the guys wanted to grab beers at a sports bar to watch some of the games and hangout. I was happy with where my Friday night was going.
I got home from the gym and hoped in the shower. It was pretty early like 7:30ish and my parents weren't home yet. This wasn't uncommon, they work for the same company and on Friday's they'll typically get some dinner together afterwards.
After getting out of the shower I heard a knock at the door, thinking it was my mom and dad forgetting their key, I ran over to let them in. There Rosa was, standing there looking at me seemingly really defeated. She looked me up and down in my towel, sighed and said "I've burnt Bruce's meal pretty bad and he's getting pretty cranky. You have anything to spare?" Luckily I did, "Yeah, no problem I should have something." I invited Rosa in and we made our way to the kitchen.
"Mr. Franc is very nice but very firm, he's been that way my entire life. I know exactly the pressure you're feeling right now. Let's get you covered." I opened the fridge and there were some leftovers from the previous nights meal. I handed them to Rosa, "Will this work?" "This is perfect, thank you so much for saving me, he will be home soon and I don't want to disappoint him in my first week." She said. "Absolutely no worries! Bruce deserves a consistent nanny especially in these formative years. If you need anything at all, take my number and let me know." I grabbed a pen and a napkin, wrote my number down and handed it to her. "Gracias, Mr. Steven." She smiled so beautifully. I'm still in my towel while this is happening and her smile definitely woke up my little guy. Rosa caught on and looked down chuckled and said, "I'll see you soon!" And left in a hurry.
