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I gave her a fresh drink and, even though my own was still half full, I refreshed it as well. When I sat down on the couch I saw that Kate had turned towards me a little more, which served to open up the view of the hem of her shorts again.

It was even higher than it had been before, not quite high enough to get a peak at her panties, but up there. The crotch had also pulled tight, outlining the swelling of her mons and giving more than a hint of the split that lie just beneath.

I had to tear my eyes away from this sight to keep from springing an erection.

"Thank you," she said as she took her latest drink. "This really is good."

"I'm glad you like the wine," I said.

She took a thoughtful sip and smiled coyly.

"Did you know that I had a crush on you the moment I first saw you?" she asked.

That was daring of her. There was no doubt that the drinks were having effects.

"You did?" I asked. But I played dumb. "No, I didn't know that."

"It's true," she said whimsically. "Even after you went to work today, I had the fantasy that I was married to you, that you took me to my beautiful places, that you were picking me up from my place of work and drove me home."

She grinned and shook her head. "I know they were just silly little girl dreams." She shrugged.

"I'm very flattered," I said. "Can I take it that you're over that now?"

She gave me a saucy look. "Maybe," she said.

Now it was my turn to flush. For the first time the inappropriateness of what was going on here tried to worm its way into my brain.

I opened my mouth to tell her that maybe I should just stand up and pay her for the service she had rendered so she could go home. But before I could do that, she blindsided me.

"Did you ever feel that way about me?" she asked.

Now it was my eyes that were having difficulty meeting hers.

"Uh... well..." I stammered. "A married man doesn't easily have a crush any more."

"It's okay," she said, a slight frown touching her face. "I can understand. I'm just a fat little girl. Someone like you would never be interested in me. Forget I asked."

"You're not fat, Kate," I told her. "Not even a little."

"You don't have to make me feel better," she said. "I mean, look at me. I don't think I can ever be a model. They're never going to ask me to model bras in the newspaper."

"Maybe not, but those models are all emaciated freaks. You're a very beautiful young woman."

"You're just saying that," she said.

"Not at all," I assured her. "You're very cute, very nicely proportioned, and, if you don't mind my saying so, I think you're sexy and beautiful."

"Really?" she asked, beaming, and adjusting her posture on her seat.

In the process, her shorts rode up just a little bit more, finally exposing a hint of the panties beneath. My eyes dropped involuntarily down, seeing that they were pale pink in colour.





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"Really?" she asked, beaming, and adjusting her posture on her seat. In the process, her shorts rode up just a little bit more, finally exposing a hint of the panties beneath.

My eyes dropped involuntarily down, seeing that they were pale pink in colour.

"Really," I said, swallowing nervously and putting my eyes back on her face. "If I were your age and single, you would had to fight me off."

She smiled. "You're sweet," she said. "And I wouldn't fight you very hard, either."

"That's uh... good to know," I mumbled, stealing another quick peak of her exposed panties. I just couldn't help myself.

"So... so... are you saying you have thought of me that way?" she asked me.

"Yes, Kate," I admitted. "I have thought of you that way."

She let her legs fall apart just a little more, widening the view of her panties. I could now see a stretch more than half an inch wide, more than three inches long, including the elastic portion along the edge.

The combination of the conversation we were engaged in and my fleeting views between her legs caused my cock to begin the normal biological reaction.

"Are you thinking of me that way right now?" she asked softly.

"I'm uh... going to have to take the fifth on that one," I replied.

She swallowed a little more of her drink. "You are, aren't you?" she asked. She stood up and moved over to the next seat by my right. "Can I tell you a secret?"

A secret? I nearly chuckled. "Why not? Sure, go ahead."

She gave a nervous giggle. "Some hours ago, I was in the toilet and I had an orgasm, just thinking about you."

I quite literally didn't know what to say to this. My mouth dropped open as a surge of adrenaline went shooting through me and the rational part of my mind tried to activate the warning system that things were getting out of hand here.

"I shocked you," Kate said, seeming far from upset by this. "I'm sorry. Maybe the booze is making me say things I shouldn't."

"That's uh... okay. Once again, I'm uh... flattered, but..."

"I'll never forget it," she said, before I could finish.

"You won't?"

"No," she said. "I was staring at my image in the mirror and I imagined you were right in the toilet with me. I imagined you were holding my waist from behind. I started... you know... playing with myself.

I had done that before, of course, but never to... you know... completion. But I was really Hot that moment. I think it was the horniest I had ever been before."

"Really?" I said, knowing I should make her stop all these lustful words.

Unfortunately, I was unable to. The imagination of seeing her unclothedness or semi-unclothedness and playing with herself was powerfully erotic.

"Uh huh," she confirmed. "And that was when my crush on you was the strongest. God I was so hot for you. I would've done anything for you.

So there I was, my hand in my panties, my fingers going crazy, and it started to feel better and better. And then I started imagining it was your hand down there.

"And then I started to imagine you were kissing me and touching my boobs. I got hotter and hotter and really really wet. And then I imagined you... you know... taking out your... your thing and putting it inside of me." She shook her head and sighed.

"That did it. I exploded right there standing on my feet. I moaned so loud someone in the sitting-room would have heard. Thank God there was nobosy around."

My cock was now a solid ramrod in my trousers. I had had many women talk nasty to me over the years—on the phone, in person, in text messages, in email—but never had mere talk aroused me as much as what Kate had just said.

It wasn't so much her words, it was the matter-of-fact, almost naïve way she'd told the story, the way she blushed as the words came out of her mouth, the way her eyes sparkled with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

Her eyes dropped down to the crotch of my trousers where a prominent and obvious bulge had formed.

"That turned you on, didn't it?" she asked, not with teasing, but with something like awe.





The Nanny's Daughter: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/the-nannys-daughter/43110

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