From Sitter to Nanny
By Only the Strong


Nearly a week had passed since Tina had graced my presence with her 
incredible physique and beauty. I could honestly say, it was the most 
memorable experience of my life. I wanted to call her many times, but was 
caught in a quandary about her age. At seventeen, she was the perfect age to 
be a sitter for my son Zane, and also the perfect age to completely blow 
away what ever young man was lucky enough to date her. Myself, at 35yrs old, 
and hopelessly infatuated with her, am too old to entertain anything beyond 
the single greatest sexual experience of my life. I relegated myself to 
walking around with a constant hard on every time the thought of her entered 
my mind; which was nearly constantly. On more than one occasion during board 
meetings for my company, I was forced to give a presentation while sitting, 
because there was no way to hide the kind of erections I got when I was able 
to absent mindedly start fantasizing about her again. Fortunately, I run a 
fitness consulting business, and the atmosphere around the office is a 
casual one, and nobody ever questioned why I remained seated during my 
power-point presentations. All of my employees figured it was just another 
one of my ways of insisting on a casual atmosphere around the office. I have 
to admit, that I took frequent showers in the bathroom located in my office, 
in order to jerk off to the fantasies of Tina that were nearly constant in 
my mind.

I called Tina and left a message on her answering machine that I would like 
to meet with her this evening to discuss a weekend sitting arrangement for 
an out of town business Symposium that I had to attend. I told her to meet 
me at a little coffee house near the university, and that I would be there 
between 5:00-7:00PM tonight finishing up some paper work. I also informed 
her machine, that I realized this was short notice and would understand if 
she couldn’t make it. I felt like a teenager as I hung up, wondering if I 
stuttered or sounded too anxious on the phone. I walked away from the phone 
and laughed at myself. It was amazing the kind of effect this young woman 
had on me. I decided to leave the office early and head down stairs into the 
companies private gym for a hard workout in order to alleviate some tension. 
Owning a fitness consulting firm had its perks. It was pretty easy for me to 
maintain a good physique, since my business relied on my employees and 
myself to stay in top shape. I can honestly say that there were no flabby 
asses and drooping pecs in my office. My employees loved the atmosphere of 
fitness and were actually given incentives and two-hour lunches in order to 
maintain their physiques. We are, after all, in the business of selling 
fitness, and my great employees really take this motto to heart. After a 
hard workout, I showered and headed for the coffeehouse with a briefcase 
full of work, in case she couldn't make it. Zane had soccer practice right 
after school and didn’t need to be picked up until 7:30PM, which fit my 
schedule perfectly.

I arrived at the coffeehouse and chose a booth in a back corner, which would 
provide some privacy and allow me to see Tina if she showed up. I also chose 
this particular establishment because it provided a very private atmosphere 
along with a staff that was friendly and left you alone to study and work. 
If you needed something, you simply raised your hand and they would 
attentively come to your table and assist you. A friend of mine also owned 
it. Nothing like a little home field advantage, especially when you’re 
meeting with a beautiful young woman who makes you feel like a babbling 
fool. Tina arrived at the coffeehouse, dressed in loose fitting sweats, 
slip-on sports sandals and a large book bag, which she carried across the 
front of her chest. She approached my booth and smiled at me as I gazed up 
at her, watching her every little nuance as she walked. She was in her 
frumpy disguise again, but there was no hiding her beautiful face and smile 
from me. She sat across from me and I waived over one of the employees, 
ordered coffee and snacks for us, and cleared my laptop and paperwork off to 
the side. After our coffee arrived, I waved at the work that I had laid out 
on the table and explained that I needed something to do in case she 
couldn’t make it. She laughed and exclaimed, “I always have time for you Mr. 
Martin, and I have been anxiously waiting for you to call me!” My heart 
leaped into my throat, and I smiled.

We made small talk as we drank our coffee and ate. Her semester was ending 
this week, and she said that she has been buried in studying, and that this 
was a welcome break. She had a way of making me comfortable and was so at 
ease with herself, that I couldn’t believe she was only seventeen. I asked 
her about school and also about her family. She explained to me, that she 
had no family. She had been emancipated from her parents at the age of 
sixteen, and lived on an inheritance from her grandfather. She moved here 
from Canada after graduating from high school early, in order to pursue a 
degree in Sports Medicine. She was amazing; beautiful, and with the same 
interests that I had. I asked her if she knew what business I was in, and 
she said that she took one of my business cards from my desk at home, and 
that the sitting service gave her a bio on me. She said that was one of the 
main reasons she chose to sit for Zane and I. “With a physique like mine, 
Mr. Martin, you can only hide it for so long. I figured that you would be 
more receptive to a female like me watching your son, than the average 
parents that aren’t familiar with female athletes.” I asked her why she hid 
her physique from everyone. She was I explained, one of the most beautiful 
women I had ever seen. She smiled and blushed, “I knew you thought so, Mr. 
Martin, but I thought I had scared you off, since you hadn’t called.” While 
saying this, she discreetly had removed her sandals and extended both of her 
feet onto the bench between the wall and me. I gently stroked the soles of 
her large, tanned feet with my left hand and explained that I had been 
thinking about her constantly since our first meeting. “Most men make such 
fools of themselves around me when they see my body, that it’s just easier 
to hide it from them, and women can be just plain cruel.” I said that I 
understood, and that in my business, I see it all of the time. Many of my 
female employees are personal trainers and bodybuilders, and they say that 
they get the same reactions from none athletes all of the time. I have a lot 
of sympathy for them, but none of them possess the body that you have, and 
so don’t go to such lengths to hide their physiques.  While I was saying 
this, she casually started playing with my now throbbing erection with one 
of her beautiful feet. She expertly pulled the top of my running sweats down 
with her long, dexteritous toes and started gently stroking my cock with the 
soles of both feet. She stared at me while doing this, and held my gaze by 
lightly circling a fingertip around one of her nipples. As her nipple 
started growing and threatening to burst through the fabric of her sweat 
shirt, my aching erection was starting to quiver, and finally exploded all 
over the bottom of the table. She extended one of her feet up through my 
legs and against my chest, and I obliged by delicately kissing her toes and 
massaging her foot with both hands. I exclaimed, “why is it that I always 
have to clean the undersides of tables every time I am around you?” We both 
laughed, and looked around to make sure nobody had witnessed our little 
escapades.

After a little more small talk, and  time to allow my erection to subside 
enough to hide it back in my pants, we left the coffee house and agreed that 
she would house sit for me and watch Zane during my business trip this 
weekend. Since we had a little over an hour left until I had to pick up 
Zane, she asked if I would like to join her at her apartment. We entered her 
apartment, which was stacked wall -to- wall with boxes. “My lease is up at 
the end of this semester, so I need to find a new place, preferably one in a 
nicer neighborhood with less crime,” she said. I instantly thought of her 
living at my house as a nanny, but said nothing yet. I thought to myself, 
that I could use this weekend as a test period between her and Zane. She 
showed me around the small apartment, and told me to have seat as she 
changed clothes. I sat down and started contemplating the arrangement and 
how to ask if she would consider moving in with Zane and I. The arrangement 
could be perfect, but I didn’t want to move too fast.

I heard the shower stop running, and then Tina’s voice, “ Mr. Martin, could 
you please come in here?” I approached her room, using my now straining 
erection as a divining rod. Tina was lying on her king-size bed and 
unwrapped her towel as I approached. My now throbbing cock seemed to grow 
again and threatened to tear a hole through my sweats. “You better let that 
thing out Mr. Martin, or it’s going to burrow it’s own way out.” I removed 
all of my clothing and said, “Hey, I don’t need to be told twice, and for 
God’s sake, please stop calling me Mr. Martin. It makes me feel like an old 
man. Dan would suit me just fine.” She laughed and extended her foot and 
started playing with my erection while I stood there marveling at her 
perfect physique. I looked at the clock on the wall and figured I had just 
enough time to teach this young creature what it was like to be with a 
mature man who knew how to treat a Goddess.

“Role over Tina”, I commanded, and she did as I asked without hesitation. I 
grabbed a bottle of lotion from the nightstand and strattled her muscular 
ass . I nestled my erection between her cheeks and let it slide back and 
forth over her ass and lower back as I started making love to her entire 
body, starting at her ears and the back of her neck. I let my tongue 
investigate her neck and ears, and only stopped long enough to blow gently 
on the areas just kissed in order to give her goose bumps and to cause her 
to moan with pleasure. I used the lotion on her traps and shoulders, taking 
my time as I massaged her muscles with a caring touch. The muscles under 
skin, jumped and tightened as she stretched and moaned at my touch. Her arms 
were incredible, and while the same size as mine, they were world class in 
their level of definition and density. I continued down her back and paid 
careful attention to massaging her sexy rear end, making sure to kiss and 
tease my way around her womanhood. She was moaning and sighing as I explored 
her body with an alternating touch of hard and soft. I continued down her 
magnificent legs, using extra lotion to lubricate her legs and bring out 
even more impossible definition than what was already present. As an 
accomplished athlete, my arms and legs have pretty impressive definition 
themselves, but to compare my legs to Tina’s would be a great injustice. The 
separation and muscle density that her leg’s possessed was almost 
frightening. The muscles in her thighs tapered gently into her knees, and 
then exploded out into the most defined, rock hard calves I had ever 
witnessed. There are men in the world of pro bodybuilding that were paying 
good money for implants that couldn’t rival Tina’s calves. I continued down 
to her feet, and gently kissed each toe and massaged and kissed her soles, 
before asking her to role over. I took peeks at her face as I continued back 
up the front of her calves, and she looked as if she were in heaven, 
alternating between smiling and moaning. When I reached her pelvic mound, I 
again gently teased and avoided her womanhood, which elicited further 
squirms and moaning from her. Her magnificent breast swelled with each deep 
breath as I slowly made my way towards them. I allowed the swollen head of 
my cock gently massage the lips of her vagina, being careful not to enter, 
as I began massaging and alternating kisses of her incredible chest. Each 
breast was at large as my head, with nipples that stood out at least a full 
inch in anticipation of my tongue. They were as firm as any young seventeen 
yr olds tit’s should be, except larger than anything I had ever experienced. 
I stopped at her neck and reversed directions down her belly. When I finally 
brought my tongue to her aching, wet pussy; she clamped her legs around my 
head, nearly causing me to black out as she came in a rush of convulsions at 
the first touch of my tongue. I stayed there bringing her to orgasm after 
orgasm with my tongue and fingers. Finally, she could take no more and she 
forcefully grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me up to force my mouth to 
her own She guided me into her pussy, and we rocked rhythmically bringing 
each other to a simultaneous orgasm. Tina looked up at me, “I never knew it 
could be like that”, she sighed. “Trust me Tina, I never knew either,” I 
said. We made small talk and gently explored each other’s bodies for another 
5 minutes before finally getting up and taking a quick shower.

I left her apartment, with just enough time to pick-up my son. I promised to 
pick her up in the morning on my way to the airport. I told her she could 
use my Ford Expedition for the weekend, and promised to ask her a special 
question in the morning. I felt like a kid, as she chased me out to my 
truck, begging me to ask her now. “No,” I laughingly said, as I stumbled 
into the front seat of my truck, “I have a couple of details to work out 
first”. She pouted, and kissed me, saying, “you better call me tonight”. “I 
probably won’t be able to make it around the block without wanting to call 
you from my cell phone’, I added. With that, it was off to get Zane, and 
propose the possibility of Tina living with us as a nanny.

The next morning, I picked her up and laid out my proposal to her, which was 
aided by the fact that Zane was with us, and was enthusiastically in my 
corner. I told her to consider the offer over the weekend, because I wanted 
her to be sure of it. She would have free room and board, a salary of $2000 
a month, and use of my Ford Expedition as her personal vehicle. We would 
have to arrange her class schedule to fit with my schedule, and also with 
Zane’s soccer and school. “It’s a lot to think about, I know”, I said, “but 
please consider the offer carefully.” When we arrived at the airport, she 
stepped out of the car and waited for me as I leaned in and kissed Zane 
goodbye, promising him some kind of incredible toy upon my return from 
Dallas. When I had closed the door, so Zane could not hear us, I said, “This 
is not a bribe, and not a way of trying to make you a “kept woman”, but more 
of a way of allowing us to explore our options, and giving you a legit part 
time job and a great place to live while going to school.” She smiled, and 
slipped something into my briefcase and hugged me goodbye. We were careful 
not to show our affection to Zane beyond the hug. Both of us were fully 
aware of the hurdle that Zane proposed to our relationship, and had agreed 
the night before to be careful around his delicate ego, as we explored the 
possibilities of our growing love for each other. I left for my plane with a 
wave to Zane and Tina. While sitting at the terminal, I reached into my 
briefcase and removed the compact disk that Tina had slipped in. “I wonder 
what this is”’ I thought to myself, and then put the thought out of my mind 
as I boarded the plane.

That night I called Tina, and after saying goodnight to Zane, I asked her if 
she had considered our proposition. She said that she preferred not to think 
of it as a proposition, but as a smart decision between two adults with 
similar interests and needs. As we made small talk, I booted up my laptop 
and inserted the CD that Tina had so slyly placed in my briefcase. 
Thankfully, I was sitting with just a towel around my waist as a picture of 
Tina displayed in all of her glory appeared on the screen. The disk 
contained hundreds of pictures of Tina posing in various positions for me. 
Tina asked if I really thought I was up for our arrangement. “Believe me 
Tina, I am definitely up for it,” I gasped. “Judging by the sound of your 
voice, I think you found out what was on the little gift I gave you ,” she 
purred. “Just a little something to remind you of what’s waiting at home for 
you,” she added. “Oh, I am going to hate this business trip,” I groaned, 
“have you any idea how hard it is to speak to a crowd of colleagues with the 
kind of erections you give me?” “After our last love making session, it’s 
going to be pure hell waiting for you to return,” she said. With that, we 
hung up, and I adjourned to try and figure out what to do about my current 
hard-on, and all of the one’s I would have while thinking about Tina this 
weekend..., or for that matter, all of the erections I would be trying to 
hide in the future...