Naughty Nanny Collection

By Ginger Kelley

Let this filthy trio of naughty nannies tuck you in tight and give you the sweet sexy dreams you have been craving. The three tempting titles included are: Lickety Split, Peaches and Cream, Obsessed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ginger Kelley
• Release date: Aug 17, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215668023

Ginger Kelley

I am you average everyday undercover MILF who likes titillate with my words.

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Naughty Nanny Collection

Ginger Kelley

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Copyright 2023

This is a work of fiction containing sexually explicit situations intended for mature audiences only. All characters portrayed in this book are 18 years and older.

Table Of Contents

Lickety Split

Peaches and Cream

Obsessed

Lickety Split

My knees shook so hard I could almost hear the knocking of my knobby bones as I waited for the door to open. The doorbell was still chiming through the huge colonial mansion as the housekeeper greeted me at the door.

Melody Addams? The Walkers will meet you in the formal dining room, The woman said matter of factly, smiling cordially at me before turning to walk down the hall. I trotted behind her to catch up, nearly tripping on the ornate Persian rug in the foyer. The house was massive. It resembled more of a hotel than a home. I assumed it took an army of help to keep something this huge running smoothly…and that is where I came in.

I had responded to an ad for a nanny the week prior and was shocked by the rapid response. Their last nanny had left abruptly, leaving the Walkers in the lurch for childcare. Mrs. Walker conveyed to me that the other staff was pitching in the best that they could until they hired a replacement, but the tone of her voice told me they needed someone… like, yesterday!

Biting my lip so hard I could taste a salty bit of blood, I tried my best to contain my giddiness. My college classes had put me so far in debt I needed to land this job just to see the light of day.

Walking past room after room, the house manager named Shelley, stopped and motioned for me to enter the last room on the right. Without even noticing, I had been holding my breath the entire way down the hall, and the lack of oxygen was making the room swim. I smiled politely as I entered the dining room, and was thankful for the chair Mr. Walker held out for me.

Taking a few deep breaths, my mind cleared and fully took in my surroundings. We were all seated around a long, extremely expensive looking, antique table that was polished to a mirror-like shine. The Walker’s