I started a new job as a live-in nanny to a 9 month old baby girl. The mother had died tragically in a car accident and the father was a single parent without any outside help. The father was an accountant and worked long hours, was rarely home, and expected some light cooking, house-keeping, and keeping the front and back yards tidy.
The father, Philip, had one extra bedroom next to his master suite, and he insisted I move in and be there 24/7 6 days a week. I was allowed one full day off to go and do as I pleased.
It was about five months into my nanny job, and I enjoyed being with Karis (the baby) and felt comfortable at their home. Philip was hardly around, and rarely said a word about how I was doing. I figured he must be pleased with my job performance.
I did find Philip to be handsome. Not in a total hottie and hunky way, but just simply clean-cut with graying hair at his temples, receding dark patch of hair on top of his head, a solid chest and good-sized arms, his blue eyes crinkled up when he smiled, and I knew he worked out at a local gym so he had some muscles on him.
I really didn't act as though I'd noticed him. I wanted to remain totally professional and keep myself in line around him. Little did I know, my employer had noticed ME!
One morning when I awoke, which happened to be on my birthday, the house seemed strangely quiet. I didn't hear the baby in the nursery so I went to check on her right away. She wasn't in her crib, so I went into the kitchen to find Philip sitting at the kitchen table, drinking his coffee and reading the newspaper. He looked up at me as I came in, smiled at me, and said "Well good morning, birthday girl, hope you slept well?" I was a bit taken by surprise at his friendliness and replied "Morning. Where's Karis?" Philip put the newspaper down on the table in front of him and said "I made other arrangements for her until tomorrow morning. Don't worry about her, she's fine. I knew your birthday was coming up so I decided to surprise you with an extra day off and spoil you a little bit."
The shock on my face must have been amusing because he started laughing. "I didn't expect this at all, Philip, I could have taken care of her. It's no big deal, you know? I can always do something nice for myself on my day off." Philip shook his head, got up from the table and walked over to me. "You have done such a wonderful job here, and I won't be able to give you a raise right now because I have to keep expenses down. The least I can do is give you an extra day off for your birthday and take you out for dinner tonight. Please just let me do this for you, Kristine?" With his right hand he gently brushed my cheek. All I could do was nod. "Happy birthday, my dear." Then he kissed me quickly on the cheek.
His lips were very soft, warm, and gentle. I felt my heart my pumping wildly. I felt myself blush and pulled away from him. "Thank you so much. I really didn't expect you to do this for me." I said softly. "Just relax today, enjoy your day off, and I'll be back in a few hours." Philip told me. I have to go into work for a bit, but I'll be back about 3 o'clock"
Before I knew it he was gone to work, and I had the whole house to myself. I sat down on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by the silence, no sounds of a baby, and nothing to do. I turned on the stereo, put on some soft easy-listening music, and fell asleep. I felt warm lips grazing my forehead, and a hand gently shaking me awake. I opened my eyes to find Philip bent over me with a smile on his face. "Hey there, sleepyhead. Ready to go get something to eat?"
I sat up quickly and felt myself blushing again in embarrassment. "Philip! I'm so sorry .... I guess I fell asleep and now it's late!" As panic filled my voice, he sat down beside me and pulled my into a hug. "Hey hey hey. It's okay! You were suppose to just take it easy today, remember? It's only 5 o'clock so we have the rest of the evening ahead of us, okay?" His arms felt so comforting, and as I inhaled the smell of his cologne I found myself hugging him back. When we pulled apart, his face just inches from mine, he whispered "I also have a little gift for you, alright?" All I could do was nod my head because words seemed to have left my mouth just then.
I ran to my room, took a quick shower, and slipped into the only dress I had. It had a very short hemline to just about mid-thigh, and a deep V-neck that showed off my large breasts. When I met Philip in the living room he just stared at me open-mouthed. He said nothing, closed his mouth, and we left for the restaurant. I felt some tension in the air between us in the car, and his hand brushed mine a few times but he never fully grabbed mine. It was as if he was afraid to.
The dinner at the restaurant was very nice, rather romantic, and the food was delicious, but I couldn't eat very much due to the butterflies in my stomach. Something told me my life was about to change that night.
We chatted a little, but I noticed Philip kept opening his mouth to say something .... and then change his mind and fall silent. It was very frustrating to me. I already felt we were going a bit beyond employer-employee boundaries, but I couldn't help WANTING him to blurt out whatever it was he wanted to say! I realized I wanted him to make some kind of "move" so I knew where things were headed.
After dinner, we went to an outdoor park to watch and listen to a band for a while, and it got to the point I couldn't stand it anymore so I made the first "move" on HIM. I slipped my arm through his and laid my head against his chest. I was surprised when Philip didn't object or push me away, and instead drew me closer to him an kissed the top of my forehead. "Let's go home, love."