I was 16 at the time and I nanny-ed this young boy who’s mother had just died over the summer. The father was a brooding and distraught man of thirty five. The job required a lot of hours and after the summer was over I couldn’t bear to leave the poor young boy like his mother had so I dropped out of school to take care of him and lived in his home. One day, when the boy had been put down for a nap, I went to the kitchen to get a drink. As I passed the master bedroom, I heard shallow weeping and I couldn’t ignore it. I went inside and just hugged the father. His head sprung up and he flung me off of him and told me to never touch him again. Frightened, all I could do was nod. The next thing I know he was kissing me deeply. We made love on the bed, my first time ever, and it was amazing.
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