Page 53 of Captive Nanny to the Wolf

“Help? What are you talking about?” she said, as she looked from one smiling face to another.

Then, just when she was starting to get frustrated with their game, she looked at the stack of pancakes that took pride of place on the table. It had a big “J” in syrup over the powdered sugar.

“No way.” She knew that signature mark from many a Sunday morning breakfasts.

“Way!” cried Julie as she stepped into the kitchen from around a corner laughing.

“Oh my God, what are you doing here?” Winona practically screamed.

“Well, after the other day, um, I suppose your man took pity on me…”

“Pity nothing! We need the help!" He took Winona’s hand in his as he turned to her. “Look, I don’t want you being the nanny anymore, Winona. I mean, I still want your help, but as my mate, not my employee, and well, what better person to help with meals than your best friend? And why didn’t you tell me she was a chef?”

“Um, a few other things kind of came up before we got to that, Rollo!” Winona laughed.

She looked up to catch Rollo’s eyes. She couldn’t believe how lucky she was. She had everything she had ever wanted. It was crazy how it had unfolded, that was for sure, but somehow it had all been perfect. She had her man, and she had her family. She still couldn’t believe it. She had never been happier.I guess it was all fate.

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Later that afternoon,she put a few final touches on her surprise. June had taken the kids out to a movie for a special treat, and Julie had departed for the day. The work crews had even departed. It was just the two of them. Finally.

“Rollo!” she called. “Um, honey… could you come up here for a minute?

“What?” he called. "I was just going to go take a look at the what the workman got done…”

“It’s important, though,” she called back. “Urgent, even.” She tried to add a little throaty seduction to her voice.Difficult to do in a yell.

She got in position.

“Honey? Where are you at?” he called as he reached the top of the stairs.

“Oh, in here,” she called.

Finally, she could hear him entering the bedroom and calling again from the other side of the bathroom door, “Winona?”

“Rollo?” she said as she swung the door open, revealing her bathrobe clad body to him.

“Oh, I see,” was all he said, as his jaw practically hit the floor.

“Yeah, you do,” she said, as she let the robe fall open.

“I guess I can check on the construction later, huh.” He approached her, instantly taking her in his arms as he planted a passionate kiss on her upturned lips and brought one hand up to caress her bare breasts.

She sighed with pleasure before speaking. “I thought we should commemorate our first night together.”

“By all means.” He said, as he pushed the robe from her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. “Although you know we don’t need a reason. We get to do this whenever we want.”

“Yes, thanks to your genius managerial skills with childcare,” she breathed.

He let out a laugh. “Genius, huh?

“Definitely,” she said as she went to work on removing his shirt.

Before she could make much progress, he had removed it himself and was now sucking on her breast even as he pinched her other nipple.

She gasped with pleasure. His lips felt incredible as a pulse of pleasure shot straight to her clit. Almost reading her mind, or perhaps her body, he brought a hand between her legs and gently slid it between her already wet folds. He began to rub circles around her arousal.

“Oh, yes, baby,” she moaned, as she brought a hand to seize his stiff cock through his pants.

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