Nicki is thrilled to land a job as a nanny for a wealthy, recently divorced mother of two. The pay is amazing, and the kids are angels. The only problem is their mother, Beyoncé. She's uptight, controlling, and impossible to please. The worst part...
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Good morning.
Nicki entered the kitchen sheepishly.
Hi.
She lingered by the doorway, she'd just arrived at work and the twins were still asleep. Beyoncé herself looked like she'd just gotten out of bed. She was wrapped in a plush robe, her hair unbrushed and falling in loose wavy curls. There was something endearing about seeing her in this wild state, at least compared to how she usually looked. She was still more put together than Nicki was.
She held up her mug. Would you like some coffee?
No thanks, I had some at home.
Nicki regretted it now, she wanted an excuse to stay here with her.
I'll go wake up the twins.
Wait. Beyoncé grabbed her arm. Don't, not yet.
I don't want them to be late...
They won't be. And if they are, it's only one day.
Beyoncé pulled her close.
I want a few minutes alone with you.
OK...
After all, Nicki couldn't refuse her commands. Beyoncé planted a soft, lust filled kiss on her lips before breaking away.
I know we shouldn't do this, but I won't be able to make it through the morning otherwise. This is agonising, having you around and not being able to touch you.
A knot formed in Nicki's chest, she felt the same way. After that incredible night they'd spent together, pretending that they were just a nanny and their boss was becoming unbearable.
I'm getting so tired of all this sneaking around. If only I could take you out on a date. Beyoncé's eyes sparked. If I'm going to tie you up and have you do my bidding the least I can do is buy you dinner first.
A smile tugged at the corner of Nicki's lips. If you were to take me on a date, where would we go?
It was pointless to event think about such things, the two of them weren't going to be able to go on a real date anytime soon, but she coudn't help but indulge her imagination.
Where to begin... there's an amazing mrooccon restaurant downtown, it's one of the city's hidden treasures. It's this whole incredible experience, they only seat ten people a night. I'd take you there first.
And then?
Then we'd go to a quite little rooftop cocktail bar nearby and drink champagne and watch the city go by. Beyonce's voice fell lower than a whisper. Then, i'd bring you back here and i'd open up all those drawers under my bed one by one and spend the rest of the night torturing you with pleasure.
