Babysitting Mr Powers' Daughter

A freak (2)

GRACE

My hand came in contact with my throat which was feeling extra dry. I tried moistening my mouth with some saliva but that didn’t do any good. I needed water.

And I needed to get off this seat before my buttocks became flatter.

“Mr. Roberto.” The fairly young man who looked way older than his age because of his grumpiness and mostly because of his receding hairline, sneered at me, and I got an answer before I could ask my question. But I asked anyway. “Can I get a bottle of water, please?”

“How many times do I have to tell you, I don’t...”

“... like strangers touching your stuff. I got it, sir.” Oh if only the two hours spent could just be the end of this torture. I got up and received a deeper frown from Mr. Roberto. But I successfully ignored him and walked to where they were seated. “Ruby, I need to get water upstairs.” She nodded, her mind more focused on the book in front of her. “Do you need anything?”

I finally caught her full attention. “A juice box please.” Her grand smile fell as she immediately went back to her work.

I nodded and gave His Grumpiness a side glance on my way out.

I just hate the dude’s guts. And I hate the fact that I have to sit for such a long time. I rubbed my jean trouser whose buttock area felt moist.

While pouting at the fact that I was still going back into that boring room, I found the elevator and pressed my destination. Within seconds I was out and walking toward the entrance of the penthouse.

As I opened the door slightly, I heard giggles from inside. It seemed like my boss had a visitor.

I entered fully and the scene I walked into almost forced a loud groan out of my lips.

The woman from the other night whose mouth was just a fierce kiss away from Mr. Powers’s, sneered at me. She must really, really hate me now since I just interrupted another steamy session of theirs.

I gave the duo a short smile and said, “I came to get water.”

Mr. Powers did not react, he kept staring at me. But his eyes soon travelled to his model-figure companion who was already making her way to me.

“Darling, you never told me who she is,” she delightfully said while her face looked as venomous as it could be. When she was a few steps away from me, her lips grew a short smile and she stretched her hand. “Hi, I am Regina, Dom’s girlfriend.”

She uttered the last word with implied force as though she was trying to overstamp her position in his life.

“I am Grace, Ruby’s babysitter. Your panties fell while you were walking.”

Her face lit up in horror and she forgot about the fake handshake. My gaze fell back on Mr. Powers who was now facing the city ahead.

I like that he did not interfere. So, I returned my attention to Regina who rushed to grab her panties.

“Nice meeting you, Regina.” I returned her smile from earlier and made my way to the kitchen.

After l had satisfied my extreme thirst, I grabbed two more bottles of water and two of Ruby’s juice boxes.

If I want to survive in Mr. Roberto’s room, I have to be adequately stocked. While I was tempted to grab some chips, I quickly rushed out of the kitchen, the bottles and boxes married to my chest.

When I reached the living room, Mr. Powers was the only one there. My footsteps roused his attention. So he looked up from his phone and stared quite intensely, his lips in a thin line.

“I need them for survival.” I gestured at the things in my arm when I found his staring quite uncomfortable. It was as though he was undressing my soul.

So I rushed out of the room, making my way to the worst part of my babysitting job.

Once I was in front of Mr. Roberto’s house, I drew a deep breath to help me imbibe some courage. I need that courage to survive the four and half hours or so that was remaining.

As I reached for the metallic handle, I heard Mr. Grumpy say from the other side, “How does it feel?”

With my ears suddenly pricked and my entire senses interested, I slightly opened the door and my suspicious self leaned in to listen to their conversation.

“I can’t touch that.” I heard Ruby say.

“But how does it look?”

What on earth is going on in there?

“Uh... long and hard?”

Eh? What?

I barged into the room, my eyes furiously landing where the duo was seated. I immediately searched for the long and hard something around where something is usually long and hard.

And it was really hard.

I charged at the scared man who was screaming at me to back off. I grabbed one of the bottles in my arm, dropped the rest, and began to beat his erection through his slightly oversized pants.

“Ruby, go upstairs and call your father!” I kept hitting him, swear words escaping my mouth anyhow.

When I stopped for a second to see the result of my thrashing, it occurred to me that the dude was enjoying it.

His face wore pleasure and a groan soon escaped his lips as he returned my surprised, disgusted look with a satisfied, thrilled expression.

“What the heck?”

I looked back at his face which was wearing a huge smirk and I noticed that his erection had gotten harder.

Wow. What a freak.

I was about to find something else to beat him with, something sharp, but the door behind me closed with a bang.

“What is going on here?” That demanding voice stopped my intention.

I felt the heat from Mr. Powers’s body embrace me as he stood behind me. It was sure to bump right into his chest if I decided to turn. So I just kept my eyes on the disgusting dude in front of me.

“Well, he decided to sport an erection in front of a five-year-old. He even asked her to touch it!”

“He asked me to touch it,” Ruby confirmed after a few seconds of silence.

Mr. Powers’s breath became heavy and I listened to it while I ignored how those breaths settled against my skin.

“Miss Sands, take Ruby upstairs.”

I nodded and walked away. I didn’t bother to glance at my boss. His voice carried more than enough fury to tell how he felt.

“Come on, Ruby. Let’s go.”

I held her hand and as we walked out, Mr. Roberto’s pleas filled my ears after Mr. Powers’s slammed something against the floor.

“Ruby, are you fine?” My voice almost shivered.

We were already walking to their penthouse and that was the only question I could think of.

Ruby looked up and me and said,

“I was scared. I didn’t want to touch it. He... He...”

I quickly crouched and hugged her to my chest.

“It is okay now. You are okay, Ruby. Daddy is going to deal with him.”

As I assured her with my embrace, I began to wonder if such had happened before.

Oh... She must have been really scared.

My chest tightened at that thought.

“There you are.” Mr. Powers’ voice interrupted our little hugging session minutes later. I got up and held Ruby’s hand. “The police are dealing with him. And uh... Ruby,” he faced his daughter, “are you okay?”

The little girl nodded.

“Are you sure?”

She nodded again and he gave her a short smile. But the sigh that escaped him seconds later told me that he did not believe her.

Mr. Powers’s turned his attention to me. “Miss Sands, I have a favour to ask of you.” I gestured for him to say it. “Move in with us.”