Sharing the Au Pair

The elevator shook as I rode it to the top floor of the high-rise apartment building. It was a long week working as an Au Pair for Collin and Sadie Jensen. They were busy, both executives that earned a fortune and could pay me enough to work for their family full time, and it was enough not to have to take out student loans each semester for my tuition. It was worth the money, and they were the best set of parents I’d ever babysat for. The job was a breeze.

When the elevator chimed, I rounded the corner of their hallway. They didn’t live the most conventional life, but with all the money and traveling, it kind of made sense for them. It was Saturday night, and Mr. and Mrs. Jensen were having their usual bi-weekly date night.

I knocked on the door and immediately could hear shuffling from the other side. Curiosity got the best of me, and I leaned forward to listen. It was clear Collin and Sadie were talking and taking their time getting to the door.

When the door pulled open, I jumped a little. Collin took me entirely by surprise. I was so used to seeing him dressed in suits, with his sandy hair slicked back with gel. Even on their date nights, Collin and Sadie were dressed to the nines. But he was wearing gray sweats and his hair was slightly messy. Something was off.

“Hey, Ava,” he smiled as his eyes lightly scrunched in the corners.

“Hi, Mr. Jensen. Uh- I’m sorry. Am I still sitting tonight?”

As he stood in the door, my eyes roamed his broad shoulders. He looked nice in his suits, but seeing him dressed so casually was almost more attractive. He seemed real.

“I think Sadie forgot to text you,” he raised a brow and then widened the door. In the background, Sadie was curled up on the couch behind him with a glass of wine in her hand. Her looks caught me off guard almost as much as Collin’s. Her blonde hair was in a messy bun, and I could tell she didn’t have any makeup on. I’d always thought she looked very similar to Scarlett Johansson; with her hair pulled back, she was even more strikingly similar.

“Oh.” My giggle sounded so awkward, and my cheeks were burning hot.

“Sorry, Ava! I forgot to tell you that we had everything to ourselves this weekend,” Sadie called from the couch and sloshed her wine around in the bowl of the glass.

“That’s okay! I can go. I hope you guys have a nice evening!” I started to back away from the door, and Collin gave me a friendly wave. He almost looked embarrassed too, and it made my chest flutter.

He started to close the door but then pulled it back open before it could close all of the way. “Ava.”

“Yeah?”

He motioned for me to come back. I suspiciously inched forward to him and caught eyes with Sadie again in the background.

“Why don’t you come in?” she asked.

I locked eyes with Collin, who had a mischievous smirk curling on his lips. He shrugged at his wife’s suggestion.

I was hesitant but made my way through the doorway and crossed my arms.

“Come here.” Sadie patted the couch cushion next to her. I couldn’t quite place why she sounded so different. Giddy, almost.

Collin closed the door behind me, and I sat down on the middle cushion next to Sadie. She looked gorgeous without any makeup on, and her hair was slightly messy as it sat tied up. She seemed comfortable and at ease, which was a contrast to her usual self. Sadie carried herself very professionally, even when discussing the simplest tasks about caring for their penthouse apartment and young kids. This contrast was pleasant to see.

She took a sip of her wine that looked barely touched. “Would you like a glass?”

My boss offering me wine certainly hadn’t been on my list of planned interactions for the evening. I struggled to hide my bewilderment, causing Sadie to place her hand on mine.

“You can say yes, Ava.”

I stared into her green eyes, conflict still bubbling over. Before I could formulate an answer, she handed me her glass. “At least try it.”

I took the glass and sloshed around the wine for a second and took a sip. “Sweeter than many other wines I’ve had.”

Sadie looked pleased with me, then moved a little closer. Her gentle fingers brushed against my hair, resting on my chest.

“I always love how you curl your hair,” she hummed, twirling strands around her fingers. My eyes dropped to her, noticing how low-cut her pink satin tank top was. I wasn’t sure why my eyes drifted there but they did. And she noticed.

Collin sat on the loveseat, watching us.

I tugged at my hair, thanking her as I blushed even more. “Where is everyone?”

Collin chimed in to answer. “The kids are with my parents all weekend. We wanted the place to ourselves. Staycation sort of thing.”

So why was I invited inside?

“Listen, I told Collin to let you in.” Sadie tucked my hair behind my ear. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but we’ve always thought you were the cutest thing.”

I glanced at Collin for confirmation, and he nodded.

“Me?” Their words had me at a loss. My heart raced in my chest.

Collin and Sadie were a hot couple — point blank. They were both in their early forties, blessed with good looks and successful in their careers. They’d even invited me on some of their lavish vacations as a thank-you for all the long hours I pulled, but I was always trying to be responsible. I never wanted to complicate my job because it was too good to be true.

But there I was, eyeing my employers and grappling with who I was more attracted to. Sadie’s cleavage was calling my name, and I refused to let myself look at Collin in his gray sweatpants. I couldn’t trust my eyes not to settle on the inevitable outline. It was too far.

Sadie removed the plush blanket from her lap and moved closer to me. She had satin shorts that matched her top. I should’ve known she was the kind of woman to wear fancy matching pajama sets. The smooth skin of her legs brushed against me. She was leaning closer and closer to me like she might press a kiss into my lips. But she didn’t. Instead, she moved my hair again and skimmed her cheek against mine. Her touch was so warm, I felt like I was crumbling.

She let out a soft hum in my ear — almost a moan and a shiver crawled through my entire body. She smelled sweet, and suddenly her warm lips were pressing against the nape of my neck. Her touch instantly sent a tingle between my legs, and I was pooling in my underwear.

I glanced at Collin, who was patiently watching from the loveseat. He gave me an encouraging smile, telling me he was okay with this. It felt sexy to have him watching us, seeing his wife suck on the neck of his babysitter. Truly, there was no going back.

Sadie’s kisses trailed down my neck and chest. My body started folding into itself. Her hands skimmed the tops of my thighs, and she pulled herself away for a moment.

“Collin’s said how much he likes when you wear these tight little yoga pants.”

I bit my lower lip. “Really?”

Collin flashed me a knowing smile.

That turned me on even more. How many conversations had they had about me? Was I ever part of their fantasies?

“Can he…?” I started to ask Sadie and extended my hand out toward Collin.

“It’d be an honor to share my husband with you, Ava.” She winked at me and motioned to him to join us on the couch.

All of this was so foreign to me, but it felt so good and so hot. So wrong yet so right.

“Have you ever had a threesome before, love?” Collin asked when he settled next to me and pressed his chest again my arm.

I shook my head, and it caused the couple to snicker. “It’s okay. We’ll teach you.” Sadie promised.

It was nerve-wracking, but somehow I felt at ease with them. Sadie moved in to kiss me on the lips next. She led our kisses, starting soft and then turning firm and nibbling at my bottom lip. I could taste the wine lingering on her tongue when it swiped against mine.

I reached my hands out and brushed her cleavage, jumping back a little as I noticed what I’d done. She giggled into my mouth and pulled back.

“You can feel.”

“Collin doesn’t mind all of this?” I turned to look at him and my eyes darted to his lap, where he was straining against his sweatpants. He didn’t mind a bit.

Sadie took my hand and guided me into his lap while she worked my hand against his bulge. He was so hard against my palm, and all I wanted was to feel more of him. I wanted to taste him and feel him inside of me. Collin’s eyes closed under our conjoined touch.

“Feels good, doesn’t he?”

“Mhmm.”

Seeing Collin buckle under my touch was turning me on more and more. I turned to Sadie, staring deep into her green eyes. “What now?”

“I want to eat your pussy,” she said and moved my body to the side. She knelt next to the couch and parted my legs. I could feel Collin easing me back into his lap and my shoulders resting against his legs. I took a deep breath and realized how badly I was aching for her to touch me.

He seemed like too much of a gentleman to help himself to the rest of my body. But I wanted it. I wanted his large hands to grope my chest. I wanted to feel him stiffen even more against my back as I lay in his lap. While Sadie worked on getting off my leggings, I felt around for Collin’s hand. Our fingers tangled together, and I felt his wedding band brush against me.

“I want you,” I mumbled and placed his hand on my breasts. He kneaded me through my tank top and bra. Before I knew it, Sadie was pulling off my thong and trailing kisses between my thighs. She reached up to tug at the bottom of my shirt.

“Collin, get rid of this,” she instructed him, and he followed, carefully pulling the shirt off and removing my bra. I swear I could hear his breathing get heavier once we touched skin on skin.

Finally, Sadie’s kisses reached my pussy and her fluttering tongue made me jump; it was so intense. She giggled and looked at me from between my legs. “It’s okay.”

Her lips pressed against me and she alternated kissing, licking and sucking on my lower lips. I didn’t bother suppressing the moans that were flowing freely from my chest. There was no point. Collin pinched my nipples and arched his hips upward to press his stiff cock against my back. He was still straining in his sweats and had to be dying for a bit of contact while he watched his wife lick my pussy.