Meeting Mom\'s Boss
“Calista, dear, my boss has a child in his care. But he can’t get someone who can take care of the kid. Can you do it? He says he will pay handsomely.” My mom said while we were having dinner.
I had just finished my junior year and had got home this morning for the summer. I was planning on looking for a summer job tomorrow. However, when I heard that the boss would pay handsomely, my mind seemed to focus on what Mom had to say further.
“The work will start from ten to seven or until he comes home from the office. That would be from Monday to Friday.”
“From ten? How about the child’s breakfast?”
“His mom will come over in the morning, then she will wait for you to arrive. His mom could no longer take care of the kid for the whole day. She cannot catch up with the energy of the kid anymore. His only concern is you waiting for him to come home. But he assured that he will be home by seven.”
“How old is this kid? Is the child a boy or a girl?”
“It’s a girl. I cannot remember if she’s four or five years old. So, can you do it?”
“Go, do it, dear. You have the experience to back you up.” Dad said. “And it will do good for your Mom, too.”
Mom had been planning to retire early. My older sister will be having her first baby by the end of the year and she will need all the help she can get. Mom wants to stay with her for a few months. As per work, she will continue writing. She had been an HR practitioner over the years and had been training employees most of her career. She was out of the corporate world already before and had started writing training materials for companies. However, she was recruited three years ago and could not reject the generous offer.
From what I knew, Mom had been telling her boss that she wanted to retire already by the end of the year. But her boss had been rejecting her application for early retirement and said that he still had to think about it.
As for me having experience, baby-sitting had been my job since I was in middle school. Our neighborhood loves me so much, that was why my schedule had always been full. I shifted to working in retail when I was in senior high school, but I still get calls from parents to baby sit their kids. It was heartwarming to know that I was trusted and loved by the parents and kids.
“Sure, Mom. I’ll do it.”
“Great! Thanks, dear. I’ll call my boss later.” She patted my hand, then later commented something about me on a shopping splurge at the end of the summer.
The following morning, I woke up earlier than my usual seven AM alarm. My parents were gone already and it’s not yet seven. Work for them starts at nine in the morning.
I went to the kitchen and found that Mom had left me food to eat.
Yay! Thanks, Mom.
The food was still hot, so that means they must have just left the house a moment ago.
I ate slowly, while browsing on my social media account. Nothing much is happening around. I won’t be seeing my best friend until the end of summer, as she will be spending time at her grandma’s. So, it was just right to accept the baby-sitting job. I would not have anyone to hang out with anyway. I don’t have a boyfriend, either. I had broken off with my last boyfriend just before Christmas last year, when I found out that he had been cheating with me with a co-worker at his part-time job. The break-up didn’t hurt much, as we had only been going out for a few months. It was that my pride got hurt, thinking that someone would cheat on me.
Why would someone cheat on me? I’m not ugly. My looks are fine. In fact, the kids I babysat said that I looked beautiful. And kids do not lie!
I have soft and shiny medium brown hair that goes past my shoulders. I have bright green eyes. I have a narrow and pointed nose and full pink lips. Some of the girls said that I looked like a doll, so they would always want to braid my hair and put make-up on my face. I have a lean body structure. I have enough curves to be appreciated, but not enough to be gawked at.
After breakfast, I cleaned the kitchen and went back to my bathroom to take a shower. I took my time scrubbing myself clean. I don’t have anything to do today anyway.
I must have spent too much time in the bathroom. As soon as I got out, I heard the doorbell ringing in succession. I panicked, so I got myself dressed with the first thing my hand grabbed at my closet. I ran down the stairs.
“Coming!” I shouted to let the person outside know that someone was inside the house.
Catching up with my breathing, I took a second to look at the peephole. There’s a man in a suit, but I cannot see his face as he was looking down.
What does he want? Will he be selling me something?
I opened the door halfway and, to my surprise, there was a darling little girl standing beside the man. Maybe that was why he was looking down. I opened the door wider.
“Hi!” I was not able to say anything after as I gazed up at the man. The most handsome man I have ever seen in my entire life. It was like one of those scenes in the movies where everything was in slow motion. It was his piercing grey eyes that had captured my soul. He had black hair, a pointed nose, full pink lips and a sharp jaw, with a five o’clock shadow, that made him more manly. He must be around six feet tall, while I stand at five feet and six inches.
I came to my senses when the man cleared his throat.
“I’m so sorry for the wait. I was in, uh, the shower.”
“Looks like it.” His eyes gazed down at my shirt. I followed where his eyes were pointed at.
Fuck! Let me die in peace!
I quickly crossed my arms around my chest and I felt my face flush in embarrassment. I got to wear my white oversized shirt that goes down to my knees. Water from my hair was dripping down my shirt, over my breasts! And now my n*****s, hard and erect, were on display under the wet shirt for this handsome man to see! I was not able to wear a bra because I didn’t want to keep the person outside waiting.
“Anyway, I’m Aaron Astor. You must be Calista? Your Mom must have told you about me.”
Double f**k! He’s my Mom’s boss! How did she get to have a handsome boss without me knowing it!?! And he looks too young to be her boss! Well, I hope Mom will not hear about this embarrassing encounter from her boss.
“Yeah, I’m Calista. Just call me Cali. And.. uhm… Mom just told me that you were looking for a baby sitter.”
“Yes. She called me last night and told me that you are willing to baby sit Charlotte here. I know you just got back from university. I would have made you start on Monday, but my mother could not make it today. I have already called your Mom and she’s fine with it if you are.”
I looked at the tiny sweet thing at his feet.
“No problem, Mr. Astor. I will take care of Charlotte.”
“Aaron. Just call me Aaron.”
His name is just as handsome as he is.
“Here’s a list of Charlotte’s do’s and don’ts. She doesn’t have any allergies, but listed there are the food that she eats and does not like to eat. But if you can have her eat more veggies, then that would be better. She’s a picky eater.” Aaron said as he handed me a paper. “Her routine is there. Her wake-up time, nap, and sleeping time, and others. Emergency numbers are there, too. If you have more questions, you can contact me at the number written at the bottom.”
“Got it. Would you like to discuss this further inside the house, Aaron?”
“I would like to, but I need to go asap. We could discuss this later, including the compensation. Don't worry about the pay. I promise that you will be getting more than the usual summer job. I just have an important meeting to attend this morning, but after that I’m free. I’ll be here by lunchtime. I’ll bring the food.”
He talked so fast, that I did nothing but stare at him.
“No worries. Charlotte and I will have fun this morning,” I said as I looked at Charlotte smiling. I dropped on my knees to Charlotte’s level. “Hi, I’m Cali. I would like you to be my friend. Will that be okay with you?”
Charlotte nodded shyly. I reached for her hand, leaving one arm still on my chest.
“Bye, Charlotte. I’ll see you in a few hours, okay? Be a good girl.” Aaron leaned down to give her a kiss on her chubby cheek. Then he looked at me. His face is so close that, in just one movement, I could kiss him.
What is it like to kiss him?
“Thank you, Calista.” He took a strand of my wet hair and tucked it behind my ear. “I’ll see you later.”