The Nanny

I was a little dazed as Anna tucked me in and, I guess it was the wine and the busy day, but I soon fell asleep.

I’m not sure when it was during the night, but I heard Anna whimpering and I heard the big bed squeak with a sort of rythym. I listened for a while and realization slowly dawned on me that not five feet away from me that Randy and Anna were making love.

I didn’t hear Randy leave in the morning but I did hear Anna as she came back to the bedroom to get me up.

“C’mon sleepyhead, we’ve got work to do.”

Anna and I brushed each other’s hair as we were getting cleaned up for the morning and then I helped her button up her dress. It felt sort of naughty to me as she buttoned me up in my dress; here I was getting dressed and I had no panties on and no bra on. When I went to the bathroom later in the day it was strange to not have to pull down my panties as I peed, all I did was lift up my dress and sit down and go.

The day was a blur of activity and daily chores as Anna had me help Rachel with her lessons while she played with the other girls and then there was lunch and more lessons and chores and more playing and then it was time for dinner and then we were doing bathtime again. This time Anna stayed out with Randy and let me bathe the girls by myself and I followed the household tradition of doing so in the buff. It made sense to me now to keep my one and only dress dry because the laundry wasn’t done until Saturday to conserve on hot water and just because it made sense to them to do all the clothes on just one day a week.

When I got done with the girls there was no wine waiting for me as I went out to the living room and Anna and Randy took my place.

Afterwards we chatted for a while and then it was bedtime. Again, I promptly fell asleep being as I was tried from the busiest day of my life

The sky was clear on this night and the moonlight was shining brightly in the window when I woke up to the sounds of Anna and Randy making love again. My teenage hormones and curiosity demanded that I try to see what was going on and I turned in my bed as quietly as I could to see what they were doing.

My heart was in my throat as I saw Randy naked in the moonlight. Anna was on her back with her knees on either side of Randy as his hips made a slow and steady motion back and forth at Anna’s body. Her hands lovingly wandered over his body and caressed the muscled back that I could see so clearly in the moonlight. It was fascinating to see something up close that I’d only ever heard whispers about before. Without thinking, I sat up on an elbow to watch the loving parents of three children go about the business of trying to make number four. As before, Anna started queitly whimpering as Randy pushed harder at her. I thought for moment that she was uncomfortable but then heard her whisper, “Harder!”, at Randy and I knew she was enjoying herself. Randy was soon making the bed noticably squeak and then Anna gave out a little shriek which I knew to be one of joy. Seconds later, Randy moaned a sigh that sounded like relief and it was then that I noticed he saw me looking at them in the moonlight. I instantly rolled over and feigned sleep while I heard Anna whisper something to him and then they giggled a little before we were all asleep again.

Friday was a repeat of Thursday except that while I waited for the nightly bedroom activities to take place that evening none did.

Saturday was a different routine.

Anna awoke me and I saw that Randy was still in bed. We did our morning routine of brushing each other’s hair and then we got dressed and made the breakfast. The smell of the coffee brought Randy and the girls out from their beds just as we were setting the breakfast on the table. Breakfast was a wonderful affair with laughter and giggles and food and then Anna told me to get the table and the kitchen cleaned up while she started the laundry.

It seemed strange to me that Anna would go outside first to start the laundry, but that’s exactly what she did. I was cleaning the dishes and the pans and watching Anna carry armloads of sheets outside. One by one, the girls went out to join their mother. Randy sat at the table sipping coffee as the ladies of the house busied themselves together.

“I saw you watching us the other night.”

Crap. I was hoping to avoid this conversation.

“I didn’t mind. Really.”

He didn’t?

“You’re eighteen and you’re old enough to know about these things.”

I was in the middle of breaking a sweat when I heard a scream. I ran outside and Anna was holding a naked little Kimmie who had stepped on something and fell when she tried to get away from whatever it was.

“Christie, please get Kimmie inside and settle here down. Tell you what, put her on your bed and close the curtains and we’ll have her take a little nap to get over this.”

I did what I was told and soon had the little girl hushed away on my bed which was currently just a bare mattress. I put a light blanket over her and smoother her hair until she was asleep. When I figured she was sound asleep I went back outside and found the whole family naked with a big kettle boiling over a fire.

Anna broke my trance-like state.

“Christie, get your dress off and into the pot so we can wash it. We boil the laundry once a week to make sure any ticks are dead.”

Okay, again that made sense. I shucked my dress and it disappeared in the frothy, boiling water.

I don’t know what it was, but something made me look at Randy and I found him giving me the once-over. I was sure Anna would kill him for the way he was looking at me.

“Anna, isn’t Christie beautiful?”

Anna looked at me the same way, more or less. “Yes , she is. You’re really pretty, Christie. You’re going to make a good mother, too, I bet.”

Randy nodded approvingly.

The rest of the day we all went about our business naked and I even stole a few furtive glances at the strange looking equipment hanging from Randy’s front. I tried to imagine that all inside of Anna and it just didn’t seem to make sense when I’d look at Anna and she seemed so small down there.

About an hour had gone by since Kimmie was sent to take a nap and she came out of the front door crying. Anna handed me the paddle to stir the laundry and admonished me to be careful before she went to attend to Kimmie.

It turned out that Kimmie always cries when she wets the bed and today she had wet my bed. Oh, lucky me.

Randy went into the house and brought my mattress out and threw it up on the metal roof of the chicken coop to dry up and air out.

A short while later the laundry was flapping in the light summer breeze and I was amazed to see that our cotton dresses were dried by lunchtime. I was absolutely relieved to be covered by at least the dress for the rest of the day. By the afternoon the sheets were all dry and Anna and I made the beds, except for mine, while Randy kept the girls busy.

We had our dinner and the sun went down and my poor little bed was still unfit to sleep on.

“No problem,” Anna said, “We’ll make room for you in our bed tonight.”

Gulp.

“That’ll be nice.” said Randy.

Gulp again.

I wondered about Randy and his manhood as I stripped myself and bathed the girls. I was and wasn’t surprised when Anna came to the bathroom as I stepped into the water to mother me and she poured a lavender scented oil into the bathwater…”So we can smell like ladies tonight.”

As is common for the backwoods high country, an evening chill set into the summer air and when I reached for my nightie after Anna had had her own bath and dried off Anna gently took it from me.

“We’re friends, Christie, and you won’t need that tonight.”

A knot entered my stomach as we padded out to the living room and Randy’s eyes perked up as he saw us. He’d taken his own evening bath in the stream outside saying that he liked the bracingly cold water sometimes. From the looks of him at the time I now know that the water wasn’t cold enough.

There were three glasses of wine ready again and when we repeated our ceremony from the other night my throat burned a bit with the wine.

“That’s a little of my Everclear fortifying that glass of courage for you there, Christie. Hope you don’t mind.”

I could only nod that I didn’t mind, but I also had no idea what it was that I didn’t mind.

My head was a bit buzzed as Anna took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I’d had a few fears about the evening but the rush of the liquor did, indeed, take them away and I was relieved to climb onto the soft bed with the cool, white sheets.

“Spread your legs a little, sweetie.” I didn’t bother to question, I just did it and Anna rubbed me down there with something cool and slick.

Anna then lit a candle on a side table as Randy came into the room.

“The girls are all asleep.” He said to Anna.

I was transfixed as Anna sidled up to him and kissed him while at the same time her hand sought out his manhood. I saw it rise up and was amazed when Anna knelt down and took it in her mouth and did things to it that I’d never imagined nor ever heard of. Randy’s head went back in pleasure as she did what she did and then he came back up and kissed her on the lips as she rose from her knees.

“She’s ready.”

Randy nodded at her and then looked at me as if he were starving and I was a hamburger. Anna got up on the bed and cuddle up next to me and pulled my lips to hers and gave me what was my very first romantic and passionate kiss. I felt her hands on my breasts and then felt them wander down between my legs where her fingers started to do magical things to me. I felt my glow come up and felt myself relax with her touch. I didn’t complain when she slipped a finger into me and the magic just got better. It was as if she knew everything to do to make me feel so special and warm inside. I felt myself answering her probing at me with my hips, I was trying to get more of this fabulous feeling into me. Anna stopped kissing me and turned to Randy who was at the foot of the bed.