Chapter 3

Hey guys, so for now I am continuing with this story. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks so much for the follows! I really appreciate your support so much. Please comment with remarks or ideas, I love to hear from you guys. Thanks so much for the comments from myeyes1026, sarahstreep, karla05, moonlight3189 and noblegraces, it means so much to me! I apologise for any mistakes. English is my second language, and this is my first fanfiction.

*Andy wakes up and it is still dark, Miranda is standing in the doorway. She walks over and sits on the bed next to Andy. "Miranda what are you…" Miranda holds a finger to her mouth, "Shhh, you have to be quiet.". She pushes Andy onto the bed and covers her lips with her own soft lips. Andy is paralyzed by shock and desire. She can feel Miranda's body- in her small satin night dress-on top of hers making it burn with desire at the contact. Her body starts to react when Miranda licks a line down her neck and slides a hand into her pyjama pants. "God, you are so wet, you naughty girl" Miranda purrs and Andy moans and bucks her hips against Miranda's touch. "Fuck…Miranda that feels so good" she breaths out and Miranda enters her with two fingers and starts fucking her, while riding Andy's leg and all the sensations are overwhelming Andy, she is so close, and she begs "Don't stop, please Miranda". Her orgasm takes over her body, she feels Miranda's breath in her neck…

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Andy startled awake and felt dirty. Her body felt like it was on fire. What the fuck was that dream? Andy has had sexy dreams, but firstly not about her employer and secondly, she has never actually had an orgasm in her dream. She got up quickly to go have a cold shower. These thoughts and dreams need to stop!

At the breakfast table, Andy tried to avoid making eye contact with Miranda. She had made herself and the twins some pancakes. When Miranda looked up, her eyes gravitated towards Andy's face and she held the stare for quite some time, as the seconds passed, Andy began to squirm under her gaze. "Miranda, is something the matter?", Miranda's eyes snapped up, as is being caught. Then Miranda simply stood up and approached Andy, whose heart was beating out of her chest. Miranda took a napkin and wiped it over Andy's chin. "Just some syrup, you really should eat less of that, I don't want the girls to start dousing their food in sugar like you.". When Miranda left the kitchen, Andy felt like she could breathe again, and the twins started giggling at her.

Later that morning she got a call from Miranda's office, assuming that it was Emily who had to arrange something she picked up, "Hey Em, what's up?" (She got along quite well with Emily, although Emily acted standoffish at first, Andy quickly got on her good side when she would call Emily when Miranda left the house early as a warning). "Andrea this is not Emily, I have an event this weekend in Paris and I would like to have the twins with me." came the reply. "Oh, sorry Miranda, of course, is that all?" "No Andrea, if that was all then I could have told you at home this evening, we will be in the public eye this weekend and you cannot be seen with me in the clothes that you wear, come by later and see Nigel for your wardrobe for this weekend. That's all.". The line went dead and Andy didn't know how to feel, Miranda had insulted her clothes-repeatedly and now she has to pick up clothes for the weekend, but she was still thrilled at the idea of the four of them spending time together this weekend.

Andy was happy to see Nigel. They had only seen each other a few times, but she already knew they were kindred spirits. He calls her six, as according to him, she was the first girl in the office that wears a size bigger that two. She would be offended, but his warm smile and hilarious remarks made that impossible. When she walked into the closet, Nigel was already there. "Six, Miranda told me that I would have the honour of burning your old clothes!" he said, "Hey Nige, nope just get me something acceptable to wear for this weekend, but try not to make me too uncomfortable.". He looked through the clothes and picked random outfits, but to Andy's relief he seemed to know what she would and would not wear. "So, the ice queen is making you work the weekend, weren't you supposed to have a date with the girl you met at the coffee shop last week?" Nigel asked, "Well yeah, but I cancelled, I don't mind spending the weekend with Miranda, Miranda's kids I mean, I have never been to Paris and it should be fun, the coffee shop girl was not my type anyhow." Andy rambled. Nigel raised his eyebrows, and said, "You said she was a tall blonde, sounds like anyone's type, but whatever you say Six.".

It was Thursday afternoon and Andy was helping the girls pack for Paris. The girls were so excited and could not stop babbling about all the fun they were going to have with Andy in Paris. That night at dinner Miranda joined them and seemed excited-as excited as Miranda can seem -for the weekend. "Andrea are you packed for tomorrow?" she inquired, "Yes Miranda, I have packed and don't worry I did not pack any ugly jerseys or anything of my own for that matter.". Miranda had a small smile on her face and continued to converse with her daughters about the weekend.

The following morning Andy dressed in a little black dress-a Gucci one that Nigel mentioned would please Miranda especially, complete with high heels and La Perla underwear, which was necessary when wearing Prada according to Nigel. She walked through the door with her suitcase and walked past Miranda, who continued to walk to the house, but turned around to take in Andy's appearance.

Miranda's POV

Miranda was absolutely captivated by Andrea in the clothes that Nigel selected. Andrea didn't usually show much skin, but her pale perfect legs looked delicious and the heels and dress made Miranda want to cup Andy's ass from behind. She would have to thank Nigel, but it would appear he did his job a little too well, as Miranda felt a searing heat flow to her core every time she looked at Andrea-which is completely unacceptable, Andrea is the girls' nanny. Miranda tried to control herself and hoped that the outfits that Nigel picked out for Andy for the rest of the weekend would be less enticing.

They flew first class, Andy sat next to Miranda as the girls wanted to play card games with each other to keep busy. Miranda had a copy of the French Runway magazine Andy smiled when she saw that Miranda was actually making corrections. Andy took out a law journal and started reading an article. As she read, she could suddenly feel Miranda's eyes on her. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Miranda regarding her with an expression that she could not place. Her cheeks began to burn, and she decided to go to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face. She got up and Miranda looked down at the magazine, just as Andy was passing Miranda's seat, there was turbulence and the next thing Andy knew she was in Miranda's lap, one of Miranda's hands on her waist, the other on her breast. Miranda's face was close enough to Andy's that she could feel the girl's ragged breath on her lips, "Oh my God, Miranda I am so sorry!" Andy said while looking into Miranda's eyes. Miranda seemed almost too stunned to react, but when her eyes flickered down to her own hands, she removed them as if she had been burned. Andy got up and hurried to the bathroom, she was sure that her blush had reached her chest by now.

Miranda had three rooms booked at a beautiful hotel and Andy was mesmerised by the beauty of the city and its artistic wonders. Today was Friday, Miranda's event was Saturday evening and they fly home Monday morning. Andy was unpacking and hanging her expensive clothes, when there was a soft knock on the door. When she opened it, Miranda was standing in front of her, "Andrea, apart from the event tomorrow evening, I have a few other meetings, but other than that I would like to accompany you and the girls on whatever you have planned with them." "Of course, Miranda, the girls will be so happy." Andy replied. Miranda scanned Andy's face for a second and then said, "I am taking the girls out for ice cream, would you like to join us?".

The four of them had made their way downstairs and were in the lobby where an attractive man approached Miranda. Miranda air kissed him and said, "How are you Christian? Andrea this is Christian Thompson". Miranda was polite, but Andy could see that she did not like Christian very much. Christian turned his attention to Andy and kissed her hand, "You must be Miranda's new assistant, you look stunning in that outfit.", Andy smiled politely, although she was rather uncomfortable and said, "No, I look after the girls actually". Christians eyes roamed over Andy and Miranda could feel a coil of jealousy burn inside her-but she had no reason to feel this way. Christian gave a sideways glance to Miranda who had a cold look on her face, put his hand on Andy's shoulder and said, "Well if you have some time off this weekend, maybe we can have dinner sometime." Andy looked uncomfortable, but before she could answer, Miranda interjected, "Christian please take your hand off the girl, we have somewhere to be." and Andy and the girls followed her quickly out the door.

When they were sitting in the ice cream parlour, Miranda turned to Andy and said, "Andrea if you would like to go to dinner with mister Thompson, feel free, I did not mean to interrupt, you just seemed uncomfortable.". Andy stammered, "I have no desire to do so, I was just afraid to seem impolite to a colleague of yours.". Miranda was relieved, she had wanted to rip Christians hand off Andy's body, but that was not her place, yet she interrupted them. She could not seem to help herself. Andy took a bite of ice scream, Miranda seemed pleased with her answer and Andy relaxed a little, until Cassidy felt the need to contribute to the conversation, "Andy is dating one of the teachers at school mom, miss Grey.". Miranda's eyes shot up to Andy's at this and Andy could feel her cheeks burning again, "No Cassidy sweetheart, I had coffee with miss Grey a few weeks ago, but we are not dating.", she turned to Miranda and said, "Really we're not.". Miranda had a steely look on her face and Andy wanted to sink into the ground, did Miranda think that it was inappropriate that Andy went on a date with a teacher at the girls' school? Andy could not stand Miranda being mad at her. "Andrea, who you date is none of my concern." Miranda said with a tone of disinterest, but inside she was bothered by the comment, she hated the thought of some woman taking Andy out, maybe they were still dating, and Andy is just embarrassed to admit it. Andy lowered her gaze, avoiding eye contact with Miranda, which was probably a good thing as it prohibited her from looking at Miranda's lips while she ate her strawberry ice cream, and staring at her tongue licking away a drop of ice cream and thinking about that tongue and all the places that she would like it to be.