Au Pair

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© 2017 Luna Black

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"Cariño?" Luca whispered softly, caressing the side of my cheek gently until my eyes fluttered open.

"Mm?" I was beyond exhausted.

Lucas had kept me up all night. He had woken up a total of seven times because he didn't like sleeping in his bassinet. Luca helped as much as he could, but Lucas absolutely loved to sleep on my chest.

The only way I could move him to the bassinet and get him to drift off was to pat his bum. I think that all the moving he did in my womb really spoiled him.

"I burped him and changed his diaper already."

"Thank you," I murmured, sleepily. My eyes were almost crossing as I struggled to look up at him.

He let out a soft chuckle and kissed my forehead gently. "Even when your eyes are crossing, I find you to be the most beautiful woman."

I grabbed his hand, pulling him down on the bed and groaned, "Shush and cuddle me. I'm tired and you have to leave for work in a couple of hours."

"I actually should leave for work in a couple of minutes," he nuzzled his nose against the side of my cheek and held my waist tightly.

I pouted my lips and turned to face him. "What time is it?"

"6:30."

"Ugh," I groaned, "it's still dark outside!"

Luca laughed quietly, careful not to wake the baby. "Daylight saving time does that, cariño."

"Well fück them," I mumbled into the pillow and then sighed. "Okay, give me a kiss and go to work."

He kissed my shoulder gently. "Do you want me to stay in today?"

I shook my head. "You've stayed in a lot this past week. It's okay, just go."

"I'm my own boss, cariño, I go to work when I need to."

I smiled. "You know I absolutely love you, right? I don't think I'll ever get tired of reminding you."

Luca grinned, kissing the side of my hand when I caressed his cheek. "Do you want me to stay in?"

"It's okay," I repeated, "go to work. We'll just go visit Mrs. Maggie."

He nodded and gave me one last kiss before walking out the door.

That's how the first couple of months as new parents went. We tried to share most of the work, but there was something about me that Lucas adored. Probably being in my womb for 8 months...

Thankfully, his behaviour changed for the better. He also grew quickly and left me surprised with every little thing he did.

Our favourite game was la manita. I simply would turn my hand side to side and sing "La linda manita que tiene el bebe. Que linda, que bella, que preciosa es." Lucas adored it and hearing his little melodious giggles filled my heart.

I was totally in love with my son and words couldn't do my love for him any justice. His beautiful blue eyes and his gummy smile had me smitten.

I knew that as a mother, I was biased and thought my child was beautiful no matter what. But the first couple of days that we spent together, I was a little surprised at how strange he looked.

His eyes were puffy and beady. His skin had tiny red blotches all over and his nose was a little flat. Truth be told, he looked like a little alien. And I laughed every time I looked at him.

However, as time went on, he turned into a little angel. His skin cleared up and the little fuzzy hairs in his back fell off. The more I looked at him, the more I realised that my son was going to look just like his damn dad.

The only difference between them was the colour of his hair. At least he got something from me.

His hair was very soft and curly. I loved it. It was dark, but not quite black. And his cheeks were rosy and chubby.

The older he got, the more I fell in love with him. However, it took a bit of a toll on my relationship with Luca.

Today was his 32nd birthday and I wanted to desperately do something special for him. He was the best husband in the world and according to him, I had given him everything he could ever want.

But it still wasn't enough.

And now that Lucas was in the picture, it was a little harder to have time as a couple. It wasn't that our love began to fade or anything of the sort, it was just that every time we initiated anything loving or sexual, Lucas cried or needed something. It was like the little bugger knew.

"You're so freaking cute," I grinned down at him, peppering his tummy with kisses.

Lucas giggled, wriggling around as he struggled to get away from my tickles and I coped at him sweetly.

"¡Mami te quiere mucho, mucho, mucho!" I kissed his little button nose and he pressed his hands against my face. "Sí," I mimicked his sweet laugh, "mami te adora!"

I spoke to him in both languages. I wanted him to learn Spanish and English at the same time, and Luca took care of the Italian part. It would probably be a little confusing, but for the most part, I'd speak to him in Spanish.

I grabbed his onesie and tried to keep his attention away from a clean diaper long enough to get him dressed. He was four months old and loved to touch absolutely everything.

He especially loved to gnaw on his little fist. His paediatrician just assured me that he was going to begin teething shortly.

"We're going to see Mama Maggie today," I laid over him, placing my elbows on either side of him. "And she's going to take care of you for a couple of hours, while I pamper Daddy for his birthday."

Lucas just looked up at me with a cute gummy smile and giggled happily.

I showered him with kisses, nuzzling my nose against his neck and he wriggled under me, laughing loudly. "You smell so good!" More laughter. "I'm going to eat you!" I tickled his tummy some more, just playing until he let out a loud squealed laugh.

I laid down beside him, turning on my side to look at him and watched quietly as he played with the clean diaper. He pulled it open, exploring it carefully and meticulously in the most adorable way possible.

Whilst Lucas played with the diaper, I quickly grabbed my iPhone and snapped a couple of pictures.

He enjoys playing with diapers more than his toys.

Luca responded almost immediately. That picture is almost perfect.

I frowned. What's wrong with it?

My beautiful wife isn't in it.

He's so freaking cheesy. I laughed, rolling my eyes and laid down next to Lucas to take a picture of us. Lucas kept his eyes glued to the diaper and I smiled happily.

See? Now that's a beautiful photo. Making it my background. I gotta go, cariño. Dale un beso a mi príncipe.

My heart fluttered a bit in my chest and I sighed happily as I kissed Lucas cheek. "Daddy and I love you so much, Lucas. It's crazy how much I can love another human being."

He turned to look at me and let out a coo. Little bubbles of saliva gathered around his mouth as he pouted his lips and I kissed him one more time before leaving for Mrs. Maggie's

~*~

"Oh my!" Mrs. Maggie took Lucas in her arms. "Look at how cute your mommy dressed you!"

Lucas giggled and I grinned, watching their interaction quietly.

"Yes!" Mrs. Maggie nodded, as if holding a conversation with him. "You look absolutely handsome. Definitely taking after your parents."

He cooed again, patting his little hands against her cheeks and she kissed his fingers playfully.

"Thank you, so much, Mrs. Maggie." I repeated for the fiftieth time since I arrived.

"Oh, Dani-love, don't worry about it! You know I love spending time with my grandson."

"I know," I sighed, biting my bottom lip as I twirled the car keys in my hand. "But he's only four months old and I don't like leaving him alone. I mean, he's with you, so I know he's in good hands, but this is the first time I leave his side for more than ten minutes!" I rambled.

Mrs. Maggie grinned, cradling Lucas in her arms. "Dani-love, it's alright! He's a good boy. We'll be fine."

"Does it make me a bad mother?" I blurted out, blushing.

She frowned, lightly rocking Lucas. "What makes you say that?"

I shrugged, tucking my hair behind my ear. "He's so young. I just...I feel like I shouldn't leave him alone, but I haven't had more than three minutes alone with my husband. It's his birthday, I want it to be special."

"Dani," she spoke softly, her eyes shining seriously, "you are not a bad mother. Lucas is fed, bathed, loved, and healthy. He's obviously surrounded by people that love him and you put all of his needs before yours. You know who's a bad mother? Maria. That's an example of a woman that should not have children." She patted my knee gently. "You, my dear, are doing just fine."

"But-"

"No, buts!" She interceded sternly, "Just because you're a mother doesn't mean that you stop being a wife. Go pamper your man. Show him some love and take a few minutes to breathe and relax. Lucas and I will be just fine."

I nodded, breathing in deeply and caved in. "Okay, alright. I'll try to be quick."

"Nope!" She shook her head, "Lucas and I have a lot to do today. Besides, Agatha will be coming over soon. I expect you to be away for at least five hours."

Lucas smiled widely in her arms and I breathed in deeply, forcing myself not to stay any longer. The more time I spent there, the less I wanted to celebrate Luca's birthday.

"Okay. Thank you, Mrs. Maggie." I kissed her cheek gently.

She smiled, patting my arm and whispered, "Have fun with your husband, darling, and wish him a happy birthday for me."

"Thanks," I kissed Lucas hand gently and forced myself to walk out the door.

Being in the car with an empty car seat almost brought me to tears. I was having attachment issues with my son! Instead of sobbing, though, I found myself glancing at the car seat out of habit to make sure that he was okay.

I finally stopped checking when I parked outside of our home. I wasn't sure what I was going to do when I had to go back to work and taking care of the gallery, but I was surely going to miss the hell out of my son.

As I got dressed for the little surprise I had for Luca, I became extremely excited. We hadn't been sexually active since Lucas was born and I was beginning to miss rolling around the bed in ecstasy.

I tightened the trench coat around my waist as I walked up to Gina's desk and she grinned up at me widely.

"Good evening, Mrs. Valenté."

"Hey, Gina! How are you?" I returned her smile.

"I'm great! How's little Lucas? Still looking as handsome as ever, I presume."

I laughed and nodded. "He's getting cuter by the minute."

"I bet!" She chuckled, "Well! Mr. Valenté doesn't have any meetings right now, but I believe he's on the phone. Did you want me to call him?"

I shook my head and nodded my head at the door once. "He doesn't know I'm coming. It's a bit of a surprise."

"Ah," she grinned knowingly, "very well! Go on back."

"Thanks, Gina."

My heels clacked loudly against the floor as I walked toward Luca's office and I grunted a little when I pushed the door open.

Luca was sitting in front of his desk, speaking into the phone with a rather annoyed expression. He undid his button and pulled at his tie, and I watched him quietly, just ogling the beautiful sight.

"No, no," he shook his head, sighing as he ran his fingers through his hair, "that's not part of the contract. I don't understand why he insists it is."

In any other circumstances, I would've let him finish the conversation, but I didn't want to prolong the surprise any longer. In a way, this was a present for us both.

I had heard him plenty of times jacking off in the shower because we started something that Lucas prevented us from finishing.

Today was different, though.

I'd make up for it today.

"Hey, Mr. Valenté?"

He frowned, turning on his chair to look at me. His eyes brightened momentarily and he held his finger up, silently telling me to wait.

I didn't want to wait.

I walked toward him, slowly undoing my trench coat and cleared my throat. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I believe..." I stood in front of him, wearing just the fitted French maid costume and black heels. "You requested some help from a maid."

Luca turned to face me and his jaw dropped open at the same time his eyes widened in utter amazement. "Uh, Garret, I'm gonna have to call you back..."

I grinned, loving that he obviously liked what he saw and cocked my hip to the side.

"Yeah," he nodded, not really paying attention to what he was saying. "I gotta go," he muttered, distracted, "something came up." He quickly ended the call and gulped, beckoning me forward. "Holy shït, cariño! What is this?"

I stepped forward, straddling his waist and nipped at his neck playfully. "Do you like it?"

"I fücking love it!" He exclaimed, his eyes darkening in desire. "You look absolutely stunning."

"Happy birthday," I whispered, brushing my lips against his sweetly.

He groaned, trying to adjust the massive bulge between us and reached for his phone. "Gina? I'm gonna be a bit busy for a while. Take a message for all of my calls, please? Thanks."

I gently rocked my hips back and forth, purposely rubbing myself against his groin and looked around his office. "You know...nothing around here seems very messy enough to need a maid..."

He leaned forward, peppering kisses on my breasts and huskily whispered, "Oh, trust me, querida, things are about to get extremely dirty."'

I giggled as he lifted me off his lap and sat me on his desk. I spread my legs open, allowing him to step closer and groaned as he kissed up and down my neck. "I have something that might help us clean up."

Luca pulled away and stared at questioningly. I flashed him a wicked, flirty grin and turned to grab my purse from the floor. He watched me quietly, almost impatiently as I pulled out a new feather duster.

The handle was made of smooth wood with a polished glass look to it. It was very pretty and safe to use in...certain areas.

"I believe this has more uses than to just clean," I winked at him, totally feeling like I was in a scripted pȯrn scene.

Luca swore quietly, gulping as I darted my tongue out to lick the smooth handle. "Jesus fücking Christ!"

I laughed, sultrily and softly. "You know what they say," I winked at him, "sex was maid to be messy."

~*~

I have so much hw to do that's due today at 11:59 and guess what I was doing. *sigh* I need to get my shxt together. I'm also running on like five hours of sleep. So, yeah, I'm dying.

This is the end. I'll try to post that bonus chapter soon, but I make no promises because - as you can tell - I've been making wp a priority and I need to catch up on my hw. Hopefully I can finish it all by tonight. I have an hour and a half to write an essay, lol, I'm trash.

I love you all. Thanks for reading their crazy journey and I can't wait till the bonus chapter. It's going to be...something.

Goodbye, my lil naughty friends.

xo, Luna