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Isabella sighed as she drove away from the curb at the airport. The kids in the car were quiet and seemed a bit unnerved by the whole experience. She couldn't blame them, they'd just dropped their mom off at the airport with no real idea of when she'd return. Isabella turned around and addressed the kids.
"Since it's been a rough day how about we go to dinner."
"Yeah!" said Alexander
"Ok where do you want to go?" asked Isabella.
"McDonald's" yelled Elise
"Sushi" yelled Alexander
"How about we let your brother choose." said Isabella.
"No, he always chooses the same thing." moaned Elise.
"Daniel, where do you want to eat?" asked Isabella turning to the cars smallest inhabitant.
"Spaghetti factory" was his reply.
"Is that ok with your guys?" asked Isabella.
"Ok with us, good job Daniel." said Alex giving his brother a high five.
With a smile on her face Isabella drove to the restaurant, hustling the kids inside she was relieved that they were immediately seated. Once everyone was sitting and sipping their drinks Isabella perused the menu trying to decide what Daniel would eat without getting too dirty. She was interrupted from her musing by Elise tugging on her arm.
"Bella, when will mommy come home?" she asked quietly.
"She went to Norway to take care of her dad, I'm sure she will be home when he's feeling better." said Isabella, putting a comforting arm around Elise and giving her a squeeze.
"When's daddy coming home" asked Elise
"Um, after Opilio season" said Isabella.
She'd been the nanny for the Hansen family for the past 4 years, since Daniel was born. This was the first time she'd ever watched the children for an extended period of time without Louise. She wasn't particularly nervous about taking cares of the kids, she was nervous about how much they'd miss their mother. Elise had already cried before her mom had gotten out of the car. Daniel hadn't slept through the night for the last 3 nights. Alexander had been fine, but she knew he'd start testing her limits as soon as they got home.
Later that night Isabella had tucked the kids into bed and was sitting at the kitchen island making a grocery list when the phone rang.
"Hello" she said
"Isabella? I need to talk to Louise." said Edgar his voice fading in and out.
"She left already, her flight was at 7. She'll call here when she arrives in Norway." explained Isabella.
"Fuck. Alright thanks. Are the kids being good?" asked Edgar sounding slightly flustered.
"They are angels right now." said Isabella.
"Are they asleep?" asked Edgar.
"Yes." said Isabella with a laugh.
"Good. We are almost done up here, heading in for the final unload. I'll probably be home in a week." said Edgar.
"Ok. Don't worry about anything Louise gave me plenty of directions." said Isabella.
"I bet she did. Take good care of everyone and yourself." said Edgar before hanging up.
Isabella finished making the kids lunches and getting their bags ready for school. She'd never really been on her own with Edgar and she wondered what he was really like without the watchful eye of his wife. Louise had told her that once he got home she was really going to watching 4 kids instead of 3 and one that was old enough to drive. With a sigh Isabella went to bed, her dreams full of debauchery started by Edgar Hansen.
The next morning the kids were up and eating breakfast around the island. Isabella was refilling the orange juice and encouraging the kids to finish their breakfasts when the phone rang.
"Hello?" answered Isabella.
"Hi Isabella, it's June. I wanted to let you know that the guys are headed home."
"Thank you, I actually talked to Edgar last night. He hoped to catch Louise before she left." said Isabella, still making scooping motions with her hands.
"I'm glad you know. They are bringing the boat down so it will probably be closer to a week before they get back down here." said June. "If you need any help, call me."
"Thanks June, I will call if I need anything. Right now all I need is to get these kids to finish breakfast." said Isabella with a sigh.
"Good luck sweetie, don't forget they are not your bosses." said June.
"Right. Thanks for calling." said Isabella. "Alright kiddos lets get our show on the road. Leave the dishes, I'll get them later."
The kids were herded into the car and swiftly deposited at their schools. Isabella made sure to drop off the notes at each office informing the school of Louise's absence. Louise was on the PTA and some other committees, which she'd already informed that she was leaving unexpectedly. Once the school drop offs were done Isabella headed to the grocery store to pick up supplies. So went an uneventful week full of school work, dinners, and bedtimes, that all changed on Saturday when the infamous Edgar Hansen returned to his humble abode.
Bursting through the door at 5:00 in the evening Edgar Hansen examined his domain. He was so ridiculously happy to be off the boat, it had been a grueling Oppilio season and he was happy to put it behind him. Louise's unexpected trip home had put a wrench in their original vacation plans, but she'd told him he could take the kids on vacation with Isabella. Although Isabella had gone on a few family vacations he wasn't too sure if she'd want to brave a week at Disneyland without Louise. Dropping his bag in the foyer he wandered into the kitchen.
Isabella was cooking at the stove when she heard the door open. Assuming it was Edgar she told the kids to get their signs and stand up. When Edgar walked into the kitchen he was greeted by 3 welcome home signs each decorated by one of his kids.
"Guys, they look adorable." he said walking over to give each kid a kiss.
"Daddy, we missed you." said Elise.
"What have you guys been up to, I want to know everything." said Edgar leading the kids into the den.
Isabella went back to making dinner. Louise had told her to make something extra special for Edgar's return home dinner. She decided to make shrimp scampi since she was pretty sure that Edgar ordered it often when the family went out to dinner. Dinner was on the table by 6 and the whole family sat down in the dinning room.
"Wow Isabella this looks great." said Edgar staring at his big bowl of pasta.
"Bella is a yummy cook" said Daniel.
"Thanks, both of you, for the compliments." said Isabella.
"Daniel, what is your favorite thing that Isabella cooks?" asked Edgar leaning over to help his youngest son spear a shrimp on his fork.
"Pinwheel sandwiches" replied Daniel before popping the shrimp into his mouth.
"Sounds great, maybe we can have those for lunch tomorrow." said Edgar throwing a confused look at Isabella.
"Dad, it's peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut out in a circle with bananas as little ferris wheel baskets" said Alex snottily.
"Well, excuse me. For some reason I've not been made a pinwheel sandwich before. Frankly Isabella I'm feeling a little left out." said Edgar pretending to wipe a tear away from his eye.
"I'll try to alleviate that oversight tomorrow." said Isabella with a smile.
Dinner was a great success everyone had seconds and there were absolutely no leftovers. Isabella moved into the kitchen to do the dishes when Edgar stopped her."The kids and I will do the dishes" said Edgar with an easy smile.
"Ok, thanks. I'll go up and get their bedtime stuff ready." said Isabella.
Upstairs Isabella laid out the kids pajamas on their beds, turned on their special nightlights and set out a few storybooks. She wasn't sure if Edgar would want to put the kids to bed or not. But if he did, everything was all set up for him. Walking downstairs she heard the phone ring, it was Louise, the kids took turns talking to her, once they had their turn Isabella took them upstairs to bathe and get ready for bed. All three trouped downstairs to say goodnight to their father and then were read their stories and tucked in by Isabella. She'd just closed Alexander's door when Edgar appeared with the cordless phone in his hand.
"She wants to talk to you." he said handing her the phone. Isabella nodded, took the phone and started walking down the stairs.
"Hi Louise. How was the flight?"
"It was long and I'm exhausted. All the kids sound as if they had a good week. And Edgar couldn't stop raving about your dinner tonight. Thanks for making something special for him." said Louise.
"I hope you have a chance to rest a little Louise. As for everything else, it's part of my job." said Isabella.
"I wanted to remind you that Edgar gets a little needy for human contact when he gets home from trips. So if he gets a little touchy feely don't worry about it, it's just his way of readjusting to life off the boat." said Louise.
"Ok. I'm not really sure what that means." said Isabella.
"Don't worry about it, listen I have to go. Tell everyone I love them and give Edgar a big hug and a kiss for me." said Louise before abruptly hanging up. Isabella shrugged, she wondered what exactly touchy feely meant.
The smell of popcorn popping assaulted Edgar's senses as he walked out of the shower. He loved being home, the feel of soft carpet between his feet, the ability to take long showers and no rocking boat. Having the nanny making popcorn was a spectacular added bonus. He quickly slipped into some pajama pants and headed downstairs.
Isabella was dressed in her pajamas pouring butter over the popcorn when Edgar appeared in the kitchen. The first thing she noticed was that he wasn't wearing a shirt, the second was he had a very nice upper body. She was a little surprised to see him up, she'd just assumed that he would want to go to bed after such a long trip back to Seattle.
"So what's the occasion for popcorn?" asked Edgar grabbing two sodas out of the fridge.
"No occasion, I was just going to watch tv and I thought I'd have some. I thought you'd be sleeping." said Isabella.
"It takes me a few days to get back on a normal schedule, fishing throws my sleeping completely out of whack." explained Edgar. "What are you going to watch?"
"It's your house and you've been on a boat for 2 months you should choose." said Isabella walking past him into the den. She settled herself on the sofa and was completely unsurprised when Edgar sat next to her, passing her a soda, grabbing the remote and a handful of popcorn all at the same time. Isabella sat back and opened the coke, taking a long sip. Normally she didn't drink soda but it did go so well with popcorn. Edgar was flipping through the tivo seeing what was being recorded in his absence.
"Who is tivo-ing project runway?" asked Edgar in disgust.
"I am." said Isabella.
"Figures." said Edgar.
"Because I'm a girl, because I wear clothes?" said Isabella sarcastically.
"Both reasons." said Edgar throwing a piece of popcorn at her. Isabella just rolled her eyes.
"It's a great show. In fact I think we should watch it." said Isabella moving the popcorn away from Edgar.
"Don't take the popcorn away just because your huffy." said Edgar reaching over her for the bowl. His hand brushed the bottom of her breast and Isabella felt a tingle go through her body. Edgar grabbed the bowl and rubbed her breast a little harder as he pulled the bowl back. Isabella reached into the bowl grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it at Edgar.
"You are so going to pay for that" said Edgar setting the bowl on the floor. As soon as Isabella saw him set the popcorn down she stood up and bolted. She didn't make it more than a few feet before Edgar was on top of her pinning her to the floor.
"My God you are heavy." said Isabella in a strained voice.
"All the better to hold you down" said Edgar channeling his inner big bad wolf. Isabella struggled but it was all in vain, he had her completely trapped.
"Let me go" said Isabella.
"Oh no, that will cost you." said Edgar deviously.
"How about I make breakfast tomorrow." said Isabella.
"Don't you make breakfast everyday?" asked Edgar.
"Yes, but I could make your favorite." said Isabella trying to move her hands.
"No squirming." said Edgar warningly. But it was too late, Isabella had gotten a hand free, she reached up and gave Edgar a hard pinch on the ass. He flew off of her and she managed to scramble to her feet and break out in a run.
"You are so dead." yelled Edgar as he pursued her through the bottom story of the house. It was clear to him that Louise had done a little bit of redecorating because he bumped into no less than 2 end tables, muttering curses each time. Isabella had played to her strengths and quickly ducked into the coat closet in the foyer. She heard Edgar walk by her hitting the hall table, she bit her lip to keep from laughing. She wondered if this is what Louise had meant by touchy feely.
Isabella had just sat down on the floor of the closet when the door burst open and standing over her was the menacing face of Edgar Hansen.
"Fuck." said Isabella as Edgar hauled her to her feet and pulled her back towards the den.
"Do you know how long I looked for you? In my own house? You are going to have to do some serious penance." said Edgar.
"I could give you a massage." said Isabella quickly hoping to escape any threat of violence.
"Deal" said Edgar flopping face down onto the large sofa.
Isabella climbed astride him settling herself on his bottom and reached for his shoulders kneading the abused muscles. Edgar sighed and relaxed, as Isabella worked she could feel the muscles loosen. She worked on his shoulders for 30 minutes before moving down his back. She watched as he broke out into gooseflesh as she ran her hands up and down his spine. Moving off him she took one arm in her hands rubbing the muscles from shoulder to hand. His hands were callused and rough and for a moment she wondered what they would feel like on her naked body. Shaking the thoughts from her head she switched arms. Edgar rolled over to give her better access to his other arm. As she rubbed she noticed the telltale bulge forming in his pants. She told herself it was merely a byproduct of relaxation and had absolutely nothing to do with her. She shifted her eyes back to his face and realized that he'd caught her staring, her face flamed red Edgar just gave her a wicked smile and closed his eyes.
"You can massage that too if you want." he said with a smirk.
"I think I'll keep it to the parts of you already uncovered." said Isabella evenly.
"That can be easily remedied" said Edgar his hands sliding to the waistband of his pants.
"No." said Isabella covering his hands with hers in an effort to stop him. His eyes snapped open and he stared at her.
"I've been on a boat for months. All of me needs a massage. Didn't Louise tell you how I'd be?" said Edgar
"She told me you'd be touchy feely." said Isabella holding tight to Edgar's hands.
"Is that how she put it, she should have said I usually spend the first week I get back fucking her through the mattress." said Edgar sliding his hands further south taking Isabella's hands with him.
"I'm sure she didn't expect me to fulfill that duty." said Isabella her eyes wide with shock.
"I'm sure she did, you should check all those lists she left you. I'm sure one says take care of Edgar." said Edgar
Isabella said nothing, in her mind's eye she could see the list Louise had given her about Edgar. It certainly did say to take care of all his needs. But honestly the woman would not have meant this, she couldn't. She felt Edgar grab her wrist and guide her hand to his now exposed cock wrapping her hand around it he began moving it slowly up and down. Before long she was moving her hand herself and Edgar released her wrist and moved his hands behind his head smugly. Isabella had the urge to squeeze him as hard as she could, but that wouldn't solve anything. She continued to move up and down smearing the drop of precum over his glans. It didn't take long before he came all over her hand and his stomach. Saying nothing Isabella stood up and walked upstairs to her room.
Inside her room she walked into her bathroom and turned on the tap. Before she stuck her hand under the water to wash it off she brought it up to her mouth and took a tentative lick. Quickly washing the rest off her hand she laid down in her bed. Sighing she slipped her hand into her pants quickly fingering herself to orgasm. Rolling over to go to sleep she wondered when Louise would be back, she couldn't decide it she hoped it was sooner or later.