Breeding the Irish Nanny

By Natalia Darque

Jake Larson, recently divorced, needs to hire a nanny to help take care of his kindergartener daughter. On the recommendation of a recruiting agency, he hires Erin, an Irish girl with experience as an au pair.

See what happens when sparks fly between Jake and his Irish Nanny.

An excerpt from Breeding the Irish Nanny:

The phone on his desk rang. It was his assistant. He pushed the speakerphone button.
“Jake, Erin Murphy is here for her appointment,” the disembodied voice of his assistant came out of the speaker. He knew from the paperwork that this one came highly recommended by the previous family. It also indicated that, like the last candidate, the girl was 18 years old.
“Send her in.”
A few seconds later, his assistant opened the door and motioned for the girl to come in.
Jake’s had to exercise supreme self-control to keep his eyes from bugging out when he saw her. The girl was petite, only about 5’2 inches tall, he guessed. But she was wearing what looked like about 4 inches heels, which made her appear taller. She was wearing a cute little sundress that did absolutely nothing to hide her figure. She had a trim tiny little ass, which was perfectly contrasted by one of the most amazing sets of tits he had ever seen.
Her long blonde hair fell straight down, cut in a Jennifer Aniston type haircut. Her complexion, unlike the previous candidate, was creamy and flawless. Her eyes were a deep sapphire shade of blue that sparkled brightly.
Jake stood up and extended his hand.
“Hi, I’m Jake Larson.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Erin Murphy.” She spoke with an accent, which he guessed was Irish. She smiled at him and displayed a dazzling set of perfect white teeth.
“Jesus, I could really get in trouble with this one,” Jake thought to himself.
Erin took his hand. Her skin was warm and soft. Unnerved by her beauty and her charming accent, he shook her hand longer than usual before letting it go.
He looked up at his assistant. Robin was a cute, but very married late 20-something. She was an unrepentant smartass, which he oddly found to be his favorite quality about her.
Behind Erin’s back, she shot up her eyebrows twice, Groucho Marx-style, and grinned at him as she walked out of the room closing the door behind her.

(Warning! Contains graphics descriptions of sex acts. All characters are 18+, and all readers should be as well)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Darque of Night Publishing
• Release date: Mar 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476286440

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Breeding the Irish Nanny

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Dallas, Texas

Jake Larson hadn’t been through this much of a beat down since his divorce. The interviews with potential nannies had been going on for days, with a recruiter having set up several likely candidates. He looked at the candidate across his desk from him and was underwhelmed to say the least.

Chubby, with a pimply face, the 18-year recent high school graduate had some relevant experience, but her appearance was a real turn-off. She clearly didn’t take very good care of herself, and her clothes were frumpy and rumpled. He envisioned his daughter looking less than perfect if she was taken care of by someone who gave that little consideration of her own appearance.

OK, thanks for coming in. We’ll be making a decision soon, and will let you know one way or the other. Jake mercifully Kevorkained the interview, glad to get it over with. The chubby candidate waddled from the room. He lined through her name. He only had one more candidate to interview.

After his divorce, Jake maintained control of his hardware and fastener manufacturing business, which was quite successful. A great deal of his wealth went to hiring the best attorney money could buy to represent him in his divorce from Tamara, his vindictive and hateful ex-wife. She was represented well, but not as well as he was.

Jake had shared custody with his ex-wife, meaning that Anna, his five-year old daughter spent seven days with him, and then seven days with his ex-wife. His wife fought the arrangement tooth and nail, but when Jake finally was able to introduce evidence of his wife’s mental illnesses, he prevailed. In fact, his attorney told him he likely came close to winning full custody.

Jake joked with his friends that his ex was a Mental Illness Collector. The stupid bitch talked incessantly, and one of her favorite topics were her mental problems. Panic and Anxiety attacks, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and on and on and on. She drew the line at admitting what she actually was, which was just plain ol’ fucking nuts.

It did allow Jake to spend every other week doing what he loved more than anything in the world, which was being a full-time dad to Anna. He worshiped his daughter. Cute, blond and adorable, Anna was a precocious kindergartener. He footed the bill to get her into a prestigious private school after having