Billionaire Daddy and Nanny 2(190)

I was sleeping with my father’s best friend and a man that was something of an uncle to me. He was also considerably older than I was as well as my boss. Despite all of that, I knew that I was falling in love with Payne. I was for years before this but now it was heavy in my heart as I watched the yellow Focus pull up to the curb.

I walked over to it, greeting the woman behind the wheel as I buckled up in the back seat. We headed off towards the condo and I wondered what to do about my situation. I knew I wasn’t going to leave him and I was certain that he didn’t want that either. I thanked her when we arrived and keyed in the code to get into the gate before I walked up to his place. Knocking on the door, I waited as I listened to the game on the television through the thick wood. It was loud.

Payne finally answered in some shorts and a t-shirt, pulling me inside before he kicked the door closed. I loved him when he kissed me, his tongue hot and eager in my mouth. I loved him when he pulled me to the couch to strip me, worshiping my body as I gave all of myself to him. I promised him that I had a doctor’s appointment the following week as he reluctantly slipped a condom on in his bedroom.

He took me on my knees that night as I held on tightly to his intricate metal headboard. It was gorgeous and rough as I rocked with him, surprised when he smacked me lightly in between thrusts. I cried out, dampening around his cock as he struck me again. I never imagined that I’d enjoy something like that but I cried out as he did it for a third time, coming forcefully over him.

Payne told me that he loved doing that and had plans for me in the future, as I dropped onto my stomach. My entire body felt like it was pulsing and I took several deep breaths as Payne went to get some cold bottled water. I sipped it, holding my head up weakly before I collapsed back onto the bed. My feelings were pounding in my brain as he slipped closer to me.

We met up as much as possible over the next few weeks, fucking every chance that we could get. I wasn’t fucking Payne though, I was making love with him. I was falling for him more with each time together.

I went on birth control pills, taking them for the required time before he threw away the box of condoms. It was better to have him inside of me like this, along with the experimentation that we had going on together. I was learning that I appreciated light pain and that nipple clamps made me come when they were played with. I liked being spanked with a variety of items as well and Payne loved shopping for different things.

Before I knew it, Christmas was right around the corner. I planned a meal to cook for Payne and Dad, a tradition that we’d been keeping for years. This year, it was so different because I was madly in love with Payne. We’d been seeing one another for a few months now and it was real to both of us, though we were reluctant to share it with anybody.

He told me that he loved me by his Christmas tree one night after we’d made love on the rug between that and the living room fireplace. I smiled and told him the same and we both agreed a few moments later that we still couldn’t tell anybody.

We made love again and I went home to sleep, as I’d been doing the entire time we’d been seeing one another.

The good thing was that Dad met a woman at his office that he was dating. Her name was Lauren and she was a blonde that I got on with well. More than that, he was spending a lot of time with her and I could see Payne more. Lauren was at our house for dinner some and he seemed distracted by that, so me and Payne took advantage of it.

I went to see him on Christmas Eve, using the excuse of getting a few errands done to Dad and Lauren. They were watching a movie on the couch since we all had it off. Oddly enough, she was an assistant to an attorney at a separate firm than any of us. I went right to his condo and from there, right to his bed where we made love for two hours.

We rested together after, breathing heavily. Payne was coming over for dinner later and he was going to be over the following day for breakfast and dinner as well. This year, we were both feeling the strain of our ongoing relationship and struggling with the new obstacle in the tradition.

I’d suggested just telling Dad a few times, but Payne hesitated. Even with him being happy with Lauren, Dad was still Payne’s best friend and someone that he trusted. He was reluctant to break the bond and I was admittedly scared myself. I just wanted the freedom to sleep with Payne at his house, to wake up in his arms to make breakfast together. He told me repeatedly that he wanted the same thing but his fear held him back and today, I think that we were feeling that more than usual. It was Christmas and you were supposed to be with those that you loved.

I returned home and told Dad that the stores were out of the last-minute items that I was looking for with a forced laugh, assuring him that he had some great gifts underneath our massive tree in the corner of the living room. I hadn't had a lot of time to shop but I knew that Dad loved gadgets.