His Unexpected Baby by Jamie Knight

Chapter 4 - Ben

It's been a few days since Cece has started working for me. Thanks to her, I have been able to accomplish a lot of business, free of distractions. This morning, as I walk into my home office ready to start the day, I'm the only one home. Cece and Katie have gone out, I think shopping, or errands or something. All the same, I know Katie is in capable hands.

I look around at my desk. I'm shocked and a little amused. This has never happened before. I am all caught up on my tasks. In fact, I might even be ahead of schedule. I stand there, wondering what to do.

My phone rings. I check it and see my friend Rick's number on my caller id. “Hey, buddy,” I say, answering the phone.

“Hey! Feel like getting a coffee?” Rick asks.

I'm about to turn him down when I realize I actually have time for that. “Sure. See you at the coffee shop soon,” I say and hang up.

The house is quiet without Katie and Cece. I hope they are enjoying themselves out and about. I'm sure they ended up at the park. That is Katie's favorite place to go now. Maybe Cece will like it too. I realize that's an odd thought for me to have. I shake my head in confusion. I turn off the light in my office and leave for the coffee shop. It feels weird not worrying about work today.

Rick is already there when I arrive. He waves to me. I order my coffee and join him.

“So, did you finally get your childcare situation taken care of?” my friend asks curiously.

I sip my coffee before answering. “Yes, I found a girl. Her name is Cece. She's great and gets along well with Katie. Really takes the time to teach her and stuff,” I reply. My mind slips into a fantasy about the nanny taking off her shirt while sitting on my desk. It wanders there often these days.

“That's it? You don't talk to her and try and get to know her?” Rick asks curiously.

I shake my head. “No. I don't want to. I don't need Katie getting attached to her. Talking to her would only encourage that,” I reply sternly. The fantasy in my mind keeps going as I stare off into the distance. Now, Cece has her pink lips wrapped around my hard throbbing cock.

Rick clears his throat, and I turn to look at him. “Are you sure it's not you who is getting attached to her?” he asks in a teasing voice.

“What do you mean?” I demand.

“Well, you just told me how great she is and everything,” he says, joking with me. “And you certainly are distracted.” I can see him trying not to laugh, but I don't find this funny. I am actually upset at myself. I’m letting this girl get to me. She is taking up residence in my fantasies.

I think about that daydream that I had about Cece in my office the other day. I have worked so hard to avoid relationships and situations like this so I wouldn't have a repeat of the hell that Isabel put me through.

“Are you okay, man?” Rick asks after I have been quiet for too long.

I sip my coffee. “I think I need a new nanny,” I answer.

My friend rolls his eyes. “Relax, I was only joking. Besides, Cece has only been working with you for a few days,” He says, trying to talk some sense into me. I sip my coffee and listen to what he has to say. “Let her finish her job. You said she is great with Katie, and you can finally get your work done,” he insists, proving his point.

We both sip our coffee. I know he is right. I'm probably just overreacting to a few daydreams. Besides, what Cece and I have is a professional relationship stipulated by our work contract.

“Besides, it is only for a few weeks anyway, and then she will be gone,” Rick comments.

I nod my head in agreement. I just have to keep reminding myself of that. “I don't even know why I'm worrying,” I say, but the fantasy of shirtless Cece is back in my mind. She takes off her jeans and leaning over the desk, so I can see the dusky rose of her pussy lips.

Rick looks at me, curiously. He knows I am about to admit something to him. He's my friend, so he knows what happened between Isabel and me.

“I've sworn off relationships and women,” I admit, desperately trying to get my mind to behave.

He gives me a somber look. “I can understand that. What Isabel did to you was so messed up. You don't need to go through that again,” he agrees, understanding.

We silently drink our coffee. I'm lost in my thoughts again. I remind myself of our contract. It would be wrong to break that. I hired her to do a job. I'm even paying for her school. That's actually an excellent way to look at it. The position will soon be over, then she will be off to college and out of my life. Far away from me, hopefully. The temptation will be gone then, as will these thoughts that I have been having about her.

It's a nice day out. The morning wears on. It's gone from cool to almost warm out from the looks of it. Rick and I take our time drinking our coffees since I have no work to do today. The bell over the door rings as another customer walks in. Almost bored, I turn and look to see who it is. My expression changes instantly when I spot Cece and Katie standing there.

They haven't noticed me yet. Katie is holding tightly to Cece's hand as they walk up to the counter. As I continue to observe them, Cece points at the menu and starts naming items. Katie can't decide what to eat. The nanny makes a suggestion, and Katie laughs. I can't stop watching them. In fact, I almost smile. I really did make the right choice in hiring this girl. Actually, it seems like Katie might already be getting attached to her. That is both a good and bad thing, I suppose, but I can't worry about that now.

What matters is that she is sweet to Katie and teaches her the things she needs to know. They wait for their order. Cece asks a question. I can tell by their smiles and laughter a moment later that Katie gave the right answer. A feeling of pride comes over me as I watch the two of them together. They are bonding almost like mother and daughter.

Entranced by them, I not only notice how well they get along, but also, Cece is seated in a way that is very flattering to her figure. She doesn't see me, and before I know it, I'm checking out every inch of her—from the boobs that pull at her tight sweater to the long legs clad in black tights. All of her clothing clings to her body, showing it off even more. I don't think she realizes this, which makes her look even hotter. She seems so innocently unaware of her beauty. She just needs a man to show her how sexy she is, perhaps make her a woman, by causing her to scream with an orgasm.

I quickly realize what I was just thinking and turn away from them. I take a big gulp of my coffee, feeling myself starting to panic again. I mean, if I am having thoughts like this about her, then I must be in trouble. I fidget with my cup. “This is not good.” I think to myself. Once again, I repeat my mantra of “it's only temporary”, but it doesn't seem to help. It has to though, it's the only defense I have against these intense desires that keep popping up. I can’t make Cece mine. That would ruin everything.