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As a nanny, Lucy knew the importance of keeping secrets. She’d seen and heard things she couldn’t unsee or unhear, and she’d promised her employers that she would take those secrets to her grave if necessary. But there was one secret she kept even from herself: the forbidden fantasies she’d been having about her employer’s husband, James.

It started innocently enough. James was handsome, successful, and attentive to his wife and children. Lucy admired him from afar, noticing the way his tailored suits hugged his broad shoulders and whispered down his long, lean legs. She didn’t think much of it at first, telling herself that it was natural to appreciate a good-looking man.

But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, Lucy found herself falling deeper into her forbidden fantasies. She imagined James’ hands on her body, his lips on her neck, his strong arms pinning her down as he took her hard and fast. She dreamed of their passionate encounters, waking up hot and bothered in her lonely bed.

It was wrong, she knew. She was the nanny, and he was her employer’s husband. It was a line she couldn’t cross, no matter how much her body cried out for it.

One day, however, James caught her staring. He must have noticed the way she blushed and looked away whenever he was near, because he pulled her apart after dinner one evening and asked her about it.

“Lucy,” he said softly, “is there something on your mind? Something you’d like to tell me?”

Lucy’s heart raced as she met his gaze. Was he onto her? Did he know she’d been having forbidden fantasies about him?

“N-no, James,” she stammered, “nothing like that. Just…admiration, I guess.”

James smiled kindly, but Lucy could see the spark of something else in his eyes. Desire, maybe, or curiosity. Whatever it was made her pulse race harder.

“Well, I’m flattered,” he said, “but I hope you know that I’m a married man. My wife means the world to me, and I would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship.”

Lucy nodded, feeling a pang of guilt and shame. Of course he was married- how could she forget that? She’d been so wrapped up in her own fantasies that she’d forgotten about the other woman in the equation.

“Don’t worry, James,” she said, “I know my place here. I won’t do anything to disrupt your family.”

But even as she said the words, Lucy knew they weren’t entirely true. She wanted James. She craved him in a way she’d never craved anyone before. And she knew it was only a matter of time before something happened between them.

That something came sooner than she expected. A few weeks later, when James and his wife were out of town on a company trip, Lucy found herself alone in the house with him. She’d been doing her laundry in the basement when he’d come down to check on the boiler, and their eyes had locked in a moment of pure electricity.

“Lucy,” he said, his voice low and husky, “I know I shouldn’t be doing this. But I can’t help myself.”

Before Lucy could even process what was happening, James had her pinned against the wall, his lips crushing hers in a feverish kiss. Lucy moaned into his mouth, her hands twining in his hair as she gave herself over to the passion she’d been denying for so long.

They stumbled up the stairs and into James’ bedroom, shedding clothes as they went. Lucy gasped at the sight of his hard, naked body, drinking in every inch of him with hungry eyes.

“Are you sure about this?” James asked, his hands on her hips as he looked deep into her eyes.

Lucy nodded, her own desire burning brightly now. “Yes, James. I want you.”

And then they were on the bed, lost in each other’s touch. James’ hands roamed over her body, igniting every nerve ending in their wake. Lucy trailed kisses down his chest, slipping lower and lower until her lips found the throbbing hardness between his legs.

James groaned as Lucy took him into her mouth, moving her head up and down with practiced ease. He was big, so big, and she felt a thrill of pride as she realized she could take him all the way in.

He returned the favor, burying his face between her legs and licking her until she was writhing and moaning with pleasure. She’d never felt anything like this before- the raw, primal heat that surged through her as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

And then he was inside her, his hips pumping in a frenzy as they both climbed to heights of ecstasy they’d never known before. Every thrust brought them closer, closer, until they were both screaming with release.

Afterwards, they lay entwined in each other’s arms, their breathing ragged and heavy. Lucy knew it was wrong, but she couldn’t help the way she felt. This wasn’t just a fling, a one-night stand. This was something deeper, something more dangerous. And she didn’t know how she was gonna keep it a secret for much longer.
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