Nanny Cam

We finally got to go out, as a family, and we made a whole day of it.

Meanwhile, they had this couple come over, and dust. They had a cleaning service, and I asked the man how he got into housekeeping once. Basically, his wife did it for a living while he worked until he lost his job on lockdown. So, after that, he started helping her so she could clean twice as many houses, and then he made a joke about The Professional, and being a “Cleaner.”

I hate that, because I’m Milly, and my mom called me “Mathilda” for talking to him, instead of letting him work. (I’m not named after Natalie Portman, but I get that a lot. I’m actually named after one of the 3 Furies.) So, I let him work, but also, I thought he was really cool. I wondered who did the cleaning at their house when they got home, or if they took turns, but I couldn’t ask them.

They were also young adults, fresh out of college, just married, and talking about having kids, but they hadn’t yet. They put on masks, and got out one of those big vacuum cleaners, so we had to go to our rooms, because of all the dust. Mom isn’t really one of those cooking cleaning, tuck you into bed kinda mothers. So, she let a lot of dust pile up behind furniture, where you couldn’t see it.

So then, we got to go out to the water park, and do all the rides. We had to stick together with mom, and dad, but there were these boys there. They started looking at me in my swimsuit, just sitting by the pool, and kicking the water, but over the past couple years, I’d done some growing.

My brothers finally ran around the pool, and chased them off, for looking at me. My sister was cooler about it, she turned around to swim over, and talk to me about them. We went and sat in the sun, to get some tan, and when the boys came back. I told her I didn’t like any of them.

“Why not?”

“Because they’re young, and skinny. I like older men, I guess.”

“Ew, pedos.”

“No, not that old, but maybe Seniors, or freshmen in college? 17, to 20.” I decided, “Old enough to drive, but not buy alcohol.”

She laughed, “Yeah, that’s a bad mix.”

“Well, not just drinking, and driving, but also trying to get you drunk…” Maybe slip something in your drink so you can’t even remember your first time, but we went on, and on like that. Because we’re sisters, but we don’t talk about boys much, because she doesn’t like to kiss and tell. She’s got a boyfriend, and they go out on dates. She’s even on birth control, but she never tells me what happened, because it’s private.

I guess, but then we had to go, and dry off, change into our evening clothes to go out for dinner, and finally go home after a nice day. Mom sent us right to bed, and the boys whined, but me, and Hilde knew that mom wanted to get intimate with dad. I guess the boys don’t know what that means, when a woman get hot around her neck especially. He voice changed too, so we got ready for bed, and then we hear them laughing in the living room.

So, we looked down under the vaulted ceiling, but mom already had her dress pulled down, so she could unhook her bra, walking back from the TV. Big 38 Ds, and you might think they’re fake, but they aren’t. Not as saggy as you might expect either, but they got married right out of high school, and dad worked to pay for her school. So she could get her degree, and make the big bucks.

Dad switched to the computer screen. It’s not really a computer, but the big screen can plug into your phone, or laptop, so you can show the whole family something you found on the internet, and that was really nice when we had to home school for almost a year.

“Huh!” Hilde looked over at me, as soon as the movie started, and Mr. Wright (Yeah, I know) leaned over right in the camera with a feather duster. Which is weird because they had that vacuum that’s so big, they have to roll it in on wheels, and dump it out before they can even roll it back out, but mom got on the sofa with him, and rubbed him through his pants.

She whispered something in his ear, we couldn’t hear way up there, but then Mr. Wright turned the camera around, and I noticed that the picture was flipped down on the top of the entertainment system. It was all in 1 big cabinet, mostly wires, and the media server, but then the picture cut out, and back on again.

This time, Mrs. Wright put the picture back, with the camera in the frame, but I always thought that wasn’t hidden very well. We got it way back when we’re little, and needed sitters before Hilde took over, because she’s the oldest. When she stood up, we saw her tie, white shirt, and a dinner jacket buttoned tight over her bosom. She’s not as busty as my mom, but a little bigger then Hilde, so I’m just going to guess about 34 Cs?

When she moved out of the way, we both covered our giggles, since we’re not supposed to be up, but Mr. Wright was bent over the sofa with the vacuum cleaner, and a long tube like a leaf blower, only in reverse. The funny part was, because he had on a little black dress, with a lot of frills, and ruffles. It was short enough to fluff up, and show his balls bulging out the bottom of his panties.

Tight white panties, but sure enough. His wife picked up the feather duster, off the table, and they brought it to play with. Kinky cross dressing role reversal games, where he dressed up like a maid, and she tickled his legs when he bent over the couch like that. She leaned over, and shut off the vacuum cleaner. So she could lean over, and whisper in his ear, but it’s not set up for sound, at all.

He just shook his head, and I imagine he was saying no, I’m not ticklish. Because he didn’t even squirm when she dusted up between his legs, but she flipped the duster over, and stuck the handle up under the dress. Rubbed it up and down his butt crack, so the panties pulled even tighter, and his balls bulged in the crotch.

“Ah, uh!” I missed when dad put down the remote, and mom pulled her underwear down, so she was up on his lap, with her laciest black panties stretched between her heels, and holding dad’s face in her chest so her big boobs rubbed all over his face, bouncing up, and down on her boner.

The boys came out, with boners in their underwear to see mom, and dad boffing in the living room again, but Hilde turned around as soon as she heard their door, and pushed them back. I ran in before the door closed, and locked it. They were really loud, but I was feeling hot, and I could see how red her neck was under her hair.

“What are they doing down there?”

“We could tell you,” she looked over, slipping her nighty down off her shoulder, so I nodded. “Or we could show you.” She gave me a dirty grin, and winked before she turned back.

They were nodding, excited, but I guess I should say we’ve always played games that some might call Incestuous. Mostly teasing, and practicing on boys, but mom, and dad never hid how much they love each other very well, or how often.

“AIGHN!” For one thing, mom is sort of a screamer, and we were locked up together in the house for almost 2 years there. So, they couldn’t exactly tell us to go sleep over with our friends. We fooled around over there too, but I think that’s why I like older guys, and young men so much.

Hilde always gets Tristan, because he’s the oldest, which leaves me with Siggy. He’s a couple years older, but as soon as she slipped the other side off, and pulled down the front of her nightie, all eyes were on her chest.

“Your tits are really getting big.” I had to take Siggy’s face, and turn him to “Look at me.” I stuck my other hand up between his legs, to tickle his balls, and rub his stiffy through the front of his undies.

“You better get up on the top bunk.” Hilde helped him up, to cop her own feels, and then climbed the ladder. So, I pushed Siggy back on his bed. “Lay down,” they didn’t get to see what was really going on, so I could just pull my nighty off over my head. “You’ve done some growing too.”

I noticed, and when he pushed up on the headboard to pull down his undies, I saw that he’d gotten some hair on it, too. I’m still a little disappointed, but he’s not going to be 13 forever, right? I can appreciate that, every time I see it, he even grew about another inch. I hoped that would be enough, but I just kicked off my undies, while the bed rocked.

I looked up to see Hilde’s stretched between her ankles. “Sit up,” so she could straddle his knees, and walk up to sit on his bigger boner.

“Now what?” Siggy lay back down, with his arms held straight like he was standing at attention instead of sitting down.

“Oomph!” Tristan blew out a breath, smothered in Hilde’s bare boobs, just like mom’s.

“Huh, you know.” I got on the bed with Siggy, and wiggled my butt, so his hairy pecker slipped between my lips, and humped it.

“You’re not going to put it in?” I shook my head, and closed my eyes. Feeling up to his lips, so he’d shut up, and let me imagine. Well, Mr. Wright. I’d never seen a grown man in a maid dress, white panties, and black thigh highs before. I couldn’t see if he had on a garter belt, or they were just tight enough to stay up his thighs, but from that angle. Looking down over the living room, I couldn’t see if they were hairy, or shaved either.

Hairy, I decided. It’s a little weird to imagine a man’s hairy legs in stockings, but I’d seen them in another video they left. The first time they came over to clean up the dust, we had to go to our rooms, but then later we found the video on mom, and dad’s laptop. They swapped wives, and Mr. Wright got a boob job from mom, while dad bent his young wife over the end of the bed to do her doggy style.

That’s how I got to see his hairy legs, pubes, and even a little starting to grow on his chest. I can’t wait for my boobs to get big enough to squeeze together, around a full grown dick, and feel it splash hot, and sticky all over my neck like that.

“Huh!” That did it, so I took a deep breath when I was close, and just held it. Shivering, and rubbing my clit hood right in the split on the bottom of his cock head.

“MREEI!” Huh, Hilda’s a squealer too! I wonder if she held her own mouth, or Tristan did. So mom, and dad wouldn’t hear her banging her brother up here, in his room. There room, but finally, I lay down on Siggy’s body, and he whispered in my ear.

‘your not going to put it in?’

“Huh!” I shook my head, and rolled over on my side. Next to him, I squeezed his arm between my boos, the best I could, and ran my fingers down his tummy. “No, I’m not on Birth Control yet.”

I got my fingertip caught on the knot of his outie, and rubbed the tip around it like a butthole, I guess. “Smooch, I can do this.” I kissed down to his nipple, licked it, and kept following my hand down his tummy. Feeling his little curls, and pinching a few between my fingers. Risked rubbing it with my palm, since he didn’t blow it when I was humping it with my pussy, but I owed him for letting me get off on it like that.

So, I slipped my thumb up under it, held it out, and licked the tip. Sniffing to see how much pussy juice I could smell, but I couldn’t taste it. It just tasted like dick, sweaty, salty dick, with just a hint of pool water he didn’t wash off from hours ago.

“Uh!” He twitched, and started spitting in my mouth after only a couple pumps, so I almost pulled out. So just the tip was still in, and spitting his sperm on my tongue before it ran down between my teeth, and pooled in my cheek.

“SNH!” I blinked, and sat up. Wiped my mouth, and swirled it around with my tongue before I swallowed it in 1 gulp.

The bed shook again, and Hilde climbed down in her panties. Siggy rolled over to look at her tits, before she threw the full rubber in the trash, and picked up her nightgown to put it back on again.

“Huh!” I patted his shoulder, and rubbed his back with my nipples one last time. “Let me out.”

Then, we went back to the room, for Hilde to just ignore my questions, and tell me “Go to sleep.”

I guess, it was pretty easy to imagine what they did up there, anyway. Since she promised to show him what mom, and dad did. So, she didn’t have to tell what they were watching the Wright Touch cleaners doing, but before I got a chance to pull the flash drive out from behind the family photo.

I imagined what they did after that, with her in her business suit, and him in that maid outfit.
Until I slowly drifted off to dream about it all night…

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