Annie's New Life

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This is a work of fiction, though some of the people in it may have been real, and some of the experiences may have actually happened. I'll leave it to your imagination to decide what (or who) was real and what (or who) was not.
Nobody in this story was underage when they had sex.
Annie was excited to be starting her first job. OK, let me back up a bit. Annie Lopez Brown was born on Cebu in the Philippines to an American father and a Filipina mother. Her father, Steven Robert Brown, was 61 when she was born, and her mother, Marie Lopez Brown was 20. Her father died from a bad heart when she was 15, and her mother had obtained a widow's visa to come to the US. Lopez was Marie's maiden name, which by Philippine convention became her middle name when married, and was also given to Annie as a middle name by Philippine convention.
Luckily, Annie's father had talked her mother into moving to the US after he died, knowing that she would need US citizenship to be able to travel with Annie later on, and because, even though some of his pensions would continue after his death through survivorship, she would have an easier time supporting Annie in the US than she would have in the Philippines.
Of course, Annie was already a US citizen. Her father had registered her at the embassy shortly after she was born. The whole time he was alive, her father had stashed money into a savings account for her, so now there was enough money to cover her college costs (minus living expenses), provided she chose a reasonable school in the US.
So, now Annie had graduated from high school and was planning to work during the summer before she started college. She knew that she still had to earn enough for room and board during the school year, so she was happy to find this job online as a nanny. It would offer her a good salary, and her living expenses would be taken care of, so she could save almost everything she earned. Even nicer was the fact that the job was close to the college she would be attending.
John Jordan was surprised when his ad for a nanny was answered so quickly. John was 30 years old and had two small children. His wife, Jen, who had been 23 at the time of her death, was killed when she was struck by a speeding driver while she was paying too much attention to her cell phone while walking through a store parking lot. That had been a month ago.
At first, John tried to handle both his business and the kids, but quickly realized that wasn't going to work. Even though he ran his business from an office in his house, having two small children running around just proved to be too much of a distraction. As a result, both his kids and his business were suffering. That was when he decided to hire a live-in nanny, who could provide 24-hour care for his children.
At three years old, Shelly was his oldest. She had been named after John's mother-in-law. She was a sweet little girl, who was always trying to help, even when her help didn't really help. John Junior, or JJ as he was called, was two years old. He was everything you would expect from a two-year-old boy. He had recently discovered the word, "no," and he seemed to use it a lot, sometimes resulting in time-out. Overall, though, JJ was a good boy, who loved his daddy and missed his mommy a lot.
In a lot of ways, little JJ was somewhat a reflection of his father, who was totally heart-broken with the sudden loss of his beautiful wife. Shelly, on the other hand, had handled the loss better than either her father or her brother. Not that she didn't miss her mommy. She did ... terribly ... but she also saw how bad her daddy was doing, and even at three, she wanted to comfort him.
When John saw Annie's reply to his ad, he knew immediately that she would be a perfect fit, so he contacted her and asked her to come for an interview. Annie lived in a nearby town, so it was easy for her to drive to John's home the next morning for the interview.
The interview went well, and John asked Annie if she could start the following morning, to which she agreed. Annie had already talked to her mother about the job, and her mother had said that the job could turn into a lot more if that was what she wanted. Annie's mother worked for the police department in their town, so she ran a background check on John, and found him to be a very good man (who was recently widowed).
Annie's mom also found out something else interesting about John (or more precisely about his deceased wife, Jen). She was a Filipina who had come to the US on a fiancée visa, so the children were mixed, just like Annie was. Annie noticed how cute the children were the first time she met them (at the interview) and commented on how well-behaved they were. John was proud of his children and said that they were normally really good, but like all children, they occasionally had to be reined in.
Annie went home after the interview and her mom helped her pack her things that afternoon. Her mom was sad that Annie would be moving escort mecidiyeköy (https://sislimarka.com) out, but she knew that it would happen sooner or later, and she was happy that she was moving less than an hour away. Nevertheless, Marie was going to miss Annie terribly. Although she had made friends since coming to the US, there was nobody that close that could make up for the loss of Annie's constant companionship.
Annie had always hoped that her mom would meet somebody new in the US who could give her the love that she deserved, but so far, her mother had seldom even dated. The next morning, just before Annie left for John's home, she said, "Mom, you need to find a man to love you."
Marie laughed. "Maybe I will. Would you like a little brother or sister?"
"What?" Annie replied. She hadn't even thought about that possibility. "Sure, Mom. If you get married, I would welcome any brother or sister that might result." She knew her mother was joking, but the possibility was appealing.
Marie knew that her bluff had been called, so she simply replied, "We'll see."
The trip to John's home went quickly, and Annie was soon pulling into the driveway. John went out to meet her and gave her a remote to the garage door. She opened the door, and found a parking space for her car. Parking in the garage made unloading her car much easier, and of course, John helped her to bring her things in as well.
Shelly and JJ were playing in the family room to keep them out of the way while the car was being unloaded, but as soon as that was done, they were right there welcoming her. Annie immediately felt the love in the home, and she was happy that she had been given this opportunity.
Shelly looked up at Annie and asked, "Are you going to be our new mommy?"
Annie knelt down to be at Shelly's level and replied, "Shelly, I could never replace your mommy, but I will do my best to take really good care of you."
That seemed to satisfy the three-year-old, and Shelly quickly tried to involve Annie in the game that she and JJ were playing. Annie marveled at how well the two children got along and wondered how her life might have been different if she had a sibling.
Annie spent the morning playing with the children and getting to know them better. When it came time to prepare lunch, John helped her to find everything she needed in the kitchen, and Annie quickly had lunch ready for the family. She found that John normally had lunch with the children, but some days he would either have lunch out with clients or would eat in his office while working. Either way, he would tell her in advance, so she could prepare meals without waste or shortage.
All in all, Annie found it very easy to work for John. He gave her complete freedom to care for the children and the home, including giving her a debit card to use for food, gas and any other necessary shopping. In short, John placed a lot of trust in her, and Annie appreciated it. She would do her best to never betray his trust.
Things soon fell into a rhythm, and John was very happy with Annie. Every night, after the children had their bath, and Annie, Shelly and JJ were all in their pajamas, Annie would tuck them in and then remind John to go into their room to do the final tuck-in and kisses goodnight.
The first night, when Annie came to his office in her baby-doll pajamas, John was somewhat taken aback at how cute and sexy she really was. The PJ's were conservative, and nothing other than shapes and shadows really showed, but John started to look at Annie differently. This was a sexy woman living in his home, and he realized that he wanted her to feel very welcome.
Even though this had originally just been a summer gig, John would certainly be open to having it continue on permanently. John had watched Annie with Shelly and JJ, and he was amazed how quickly they had adjusted to her. Her interactions with the children reminded him so much of his wife. Annie was gentle and kind and went out of her way to fully communicate with them ... just like his wife had been.
After tucking the children in for the night, John and his wife had always stopped for a glass of wine and a conversation, so it was natural that after kissing the children and closing their door, he asked Annie to join him for a glass of wine so they could talk about her first day.
She hesitated. "I have never had wine. Are you sure it is OK?"
John smiled. "I am absolutely positive. If you don't like the wine, then you don't have to drink it, but I have always found it to be a good way to relax in the evening."
Annie liked the wine, and they were able to talk a lot about the day and speculate what the future might hold. John found Annie to be extremely sexy, and it took all of the resolve he could muster to not make a move on her, but he didn't want to do anything that might scare her or cause her to change her mind about the job.
He did, however, breech the subject of her staying with them past the summer. mecidiyeköy escort bayan (https://sislimarka.com) "I have watched how good you are with my children, and I think they already love you. I have also noticed how you take initiative, like the shopping list you have started on the refrigerator. I know that our contract is only for the summer, but if there is anything I can do to persuade you to stay with us permanently, then I would love that."
Annie had been thinking about this possibility already, but she wanted to get a college degree. She replied, "How would that work if I am in college?"
"I don't know yet, but would you be willing if we find a solution?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied with a smile. "I would love that."
"Good," John concluded. "We just have to find a way to work it out."
Their wine was gone, and they both headed for their bedrooms for the night.
Neither of them would find sleep quickly. John lay down on his king-size bed, but sleep would come. All he could think about was the beautiful, sexy woman sleeping in the extra bedroom. He knew that she had really nice breasts because a light was behind her as they talked this evening. Her breasts were well-rounded and probably a C-cup, and her nipples stuck out probably a half-inch beyond her breasts.
John finally gave in to his desires and masturbated, thinking about Annie until he came on his chest. John slept in the nude, so at least he hadn't made a mess of any clothing. He reached for a roll of paper towels he kept next to his bed, and quickly cleaned up the mess. He was still thinking about Annie when he drifted off to sleep.
Annie had the same problem that John had. She couldn't get him out of her mind and sleep wouldn't come. After several nights without much sleep, she texted her mother, and they had a long text conversation about all of the Annie's experiences with John and his children. When Annie told her mother that John had asked her to stay, Marie replied, "Don't shut down any possibilities. I thought this might happen between the two of you. Are you attracted to him?"
Annie was shocked that her mother would ask this, but she had always been honest with her mother. "Yes, I think I am. I can't get him out of my mind."
And is he attracted to you?" Marie asked.
"I think so," Annie replied. "We always have a glass of wine and a long conversation after the kids went to sleep, and he wants to know all about me. He looks at me like he has x-ray vision. I almost felt naked with him."
What were you wearing?" Marie asked.
Just my baby-doll PJ's that I always wear to bed," Annie replied.
"Was there a light behind you?" her mother asked.
"Yes," Annie replied "Why?"
Marie laughed. "Because, you PJ's are almost see-through when there is light behind you."
"Oh my God," Annie gasped. "Maybe I need to buy some new PJ's."
"That depends," her mother answered. "If you think that you might want him to be attracted to you, then I would advise that you don't change anything. You might even make sure that there is always a light behind you when you are wearing your PJ's. If you don't want him to be attracted, then wear a robe over your PJ's."
"Oh," Annie replied. "What do you think I should do?"
"I think you should just let nature run its course," her mother replied. "If things don't work out between the two of you, then just move on at the end of the summer. If things look good, then do everything in your power to attract him even more. Living in his home, you will have plenty of opportunities."
"OK," replied Annie. "I will just wait and see how things turn out."
"Are you still taking your birth control pills?" Marie asked.
"Yes, of course," Marie replied.
"Good," her mother replied. "That is good insurance in case anything does happen, and it will still make your cycles easier even if nothing happens."
"Yes Mom," Annie replied. "Good night."
It seemed like hours before sleep finally came that night, but when it did, it was good. Annie woke refreshed in the morning, and after a shower, she immediately went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. Her favorite was waffles, so that was what she made that morning. By the time everyone was stirring, she had a platter of waffles all ready and on the table. Both John and the children were thrilled.
After breakfast, John thanked Annie and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead before carrying his dishes to the sink and dishwasher. She liked that, both the initiative that he cleared and cleaned his own dishes and that he kissed her (even if it was only on the cheek).
Shelly noticed the kiss too, and she blushed. Annie caught this and winked at her, which made Shelly smile. Truthfully, though, Shelly usually had a smile on her face. That was just her natural demeanor.
Later, when Annie and the children were in the family room playing, Shelly asked Annie if she liked being kissed by her daddy.
Annie replied, mecidiyeköy eskort (https://sislimarka.com) "Yes, I did very much."
"Good." Shelly said. "I think he likes kissing you too."
It was amazing to Annie how grown up this little girl sometimes acted. It wasn't something to which she would ever become accustomed. In fact, Annie would always be impressed by Shelly. She was amazingly mature for a three-year-old.
By the end of the second week, Annie had decided that she was in love with this entire family, and that she would do whatever was necessary to become a permanent part of it. After dinner, where John once again heaped praise on her, Annie cleaned the dishes and the kitchen, and then took the children in for a bath before bed. She loved how innocent this little girl and boy were, and they loved being washed and rinsed before she stood them both up wrapped in fluffy towels.
Once they were dressed in their PJ's, Annie took the children into their room, where both of them wanted a bed-time story. It was still early, so she had them pick out a book and she read it to them. Just before she finished the story, John came into the room to tuck the children in and kiss them good night.
"Are you going to kiss Annie too, Daddy?" Shelly asked.
"I don't know," he replied. "Why?"
"You had better kiss her," Shelly stated. "She likes it."
Both John and Annie blushed. "Well, we will have to just see what happens," John replied.
John turned out the bedroom light, leaving just a night light illuminating the room, and he and Annie slipped out of the door.
John and Annie were both embarrassed by Shelly's revelations, but John saw an opportunity. "Wine?" he asked.
"Yes," she replied. "Please. I'll be right back. I need to change for bed." Annie went to her bedroom and quickly changed into her baby-doll PJ's. She hoped that she was reading this correctly.
When she returned, John was already sitting on the couch, so she slid in next to him. He offered her a glass of wine, and she noticed that the bottle was on the coffee table as well as the glasses. She took a sip as she sat down, making sure that he had a view of her cleavage as she did so. He was engrossed by the view and she, of course, noticed.
After they had both sipped their wine, John said, "So, you like me kissing you?"
"She was talking about you kissing me on the forehead that morning after breakfast, but yes, I did like it." Annie replied.
"Oh," John said. "Would you like other kisses as well?"
"Yes," she replied. "I think I would." She then downed the rest of her wine.
John smiled and leaned into her, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. Then, he backed away and waited for her response. It wasn't long in coming.
Annie sighed, "So that is what kissing is like. I think I like it," as she leaned back into him for another kiss.
Of course, John being a gentleman, he obliged her by kissing her again, this time letting his tongue find hers to dance slowly between their mouths. When they broke the kiss again, all Annie could say was, "Wow!"
From his experiences with his wife, John figured that Annie would let him know when she was ready for more, so he was content to just kiss for as long as she wanted, which turned out to be a long time. They finished the bottle of wine between kisses, but there wasn't much in the bottle to start with, so that was OK. In any event, they kissed for a couple of hours before Annie finally announced that she needed to go to bed.
John wasn't surprised, and he gave her one last soft kiss before telling her, "Good night." From his perspective, the evening had gone very well. They had kissed for hours, and she had allowed him to fondle her breasts through her PJ's as they kissed. He thought that he would need to take care of himself that night in his own bed.
Annie somehow made it back to her room without turning to join John in the master bedroom. She immediately got out her cell phone to text her mother. "Hi Mom. Are you awake?"
"Yes, Annie," her mother replied. "Did you have a good day?"
"I had many great days, Mom," Annie said. "It started out when I made waffles for the family and John kissed me on the forehead."
"Nice," Marie commented. "Were the children there?"
"Yes, and Shelly loved seeing her daddy kissing me," Annie replied. "Later, she told her daddy that he needed to kiss me a lot more. We were both embarrassed, but then this evening, he did just that. Only this time, the kisses weren't on my forehead."
"Hahaha..." Marie laughed. "So, why are you texting me instead of laying in his bed with him?"
"Are you saying you are OK with me sleeping with him?" Annie asked.
"Annie," her mom answered. "You are an adult, and only you can decide when it is the right time to give yourself to a man, but from what you have told me, you have already decided. Don't let whatever others think keep you from doing what is right for you."
Annie thought for a minute before answering. "You're right, Mom. I have already decided. I'm just afraid of doing the wrong thing and messing things up."
"From what you have told me," Marie replied, "There is very little chance that you would do the wrong thing. If you want to be with him, then be with him."