For the first time, Jessie noticed that the boy didn't look impatient or bitchy. He looked shy and unsure of what to do next. Jessie liked knowing that she was going to blow his mind and make him feel something that he never felt before. In high school, the boys never seemed to appreciate her sex and they never noticed how much better she was at sex than other girls her age. Now she had someone who would recognize her sexual prowess. She was going to take charge like she never did before.

As she glanced around Zuri's room, she didn't want to deprive any of Zuri's innocence by having sex on the little girl's bed. There was only one place that Jessie could use and that was the port-a-potty. She took a step inside of the tiny bathroom and gestured for the boy to come inside.

"In the loo?" he asked.

She nodded as the boy took a step inside the portable toilet. She closed the door as the small latrine grew dark. The boy pressed his back against the door and began fumbling with the sleeves of his shirt. Jessie could barely make out the boy's face but she could tell he looked like he was half excited and half nervous. She grabbed her cellphone from the waistband of her skirt and sat it on the seat behind her. The bright light of the phone allowed Jessie to clearly see the boy and it allowed him to clearly see her.

"Let's kiss," she instructed as she walked over to him, cupping the younger teen's face.

She closed her eyes before pressing her lip against his. She parted her lips, placing them over her over's mouth. She could feel his heart pounding against her chest as the two engaged in an open mouth kiss. He panted against her mouth before she sucked his bottom lip. She placed a wet kiss on his cheek. Her soft lips easily glided over his smooth skin until she started kissing the crook of his neck. He thrust his pelvis against hers when she gently bit his soft flesh.

She moved away from him, smiling as she slid her hands over her blouse. She shook her hips as she untucked her blouse from the elastic band of her skirt. She teasingly raised her shirt up, only exposing the paleness of her stomach. She pulled her top over her head before she pulled down one of her black bra straps. She took a step towards the boy, giving him another open-mouthed kiss.

"Fuck," he panted.

Jessie felt his hands roughly grab her breast.

"Hands off!" she barked as she peeled his hands off.

The boy said something sarcastic that Jessie didn't catch.

"This is how it's done," she explained as she took his thumb and placed it over her bra cup, urging him to stroke it.

"I'll explode before I -" the boy exclaimed.

"I hate to burst your bubble but-" Jessie interrupted.

"That's what I'm sayin' "

"You have to hold it off."

She heard him scoff. She pulled her bra strap up, feeling a little frustrated with him. Jessie was going to allow the boy to have what he wanted but she was going to make him work for it. She looked at his shirt, realizing that he was way too overdressed.

"Take the shirt off," she commanded.

Jessie watched as he pulled his shirt over his head. In the dim light, Jessie could see that his arms were more muscular than his chest. She noticed that he eyed her bra for a second before quickly looking back up. Although he was a pain in her ass, he was a fast learner.

"Now what?" he asked. He acted like he was too afraid to take any initiative.

A cocky smile reappeared on his smug little face when Jessie dropped to her knees. He was about to unbuckle his belt until the Texan stopped him.

"Nice and slow," she reminded him.

Jessie was surprised that he didn't complain. Her eyes were leveled with his member as she closely watched him graze his fingers against his brown leather belt. She looked up at him, catching a glimpse of nervousness through his eyes when he stared at the nanny from this angle. His eyes darted away from the Texan when he finally unbuckled his belt. As he slowly slid his zipper down, Jessie caught a glimpse of his white briefs. He shot her another smirk when he reached down to pull his sneakers off his feet. Then, he tugged his jeans down to his knees, stepping out of them.

"You gonna remove the skirt?" he asked.

"No," she said before adding, "You can remove something else."

She stood up and slide her bra straps down her shoulders. Jessie turned around and pulled her long hair off her back. She pulled the condom from her bra as she waited for the boy to unclasp her wired undergarment. She tucked the condom under the elastic band of her skirt as she waited patiently for him to do something. She could feel tiny beads of sweat drip down her back as she started counting how long it was taking for him to undo her bra.

"Cold feet?" she asked.

"You said nice and slow!" he shouted as he hastily unclasped her bra. "I can't make ya happy. Can I?"

Jessie was actually surprised at his ability to swiftly remove a bra with one try. She held the cups against her breast before turning back around to face the boy. His eyes widen as Jessie brought her arms to her side, letting the bra slip off her slim body. The boy placed a hand on her shoulder before sliding his hand down to her breast. Jessie moaned when he stroked her hard pink nub. He started playing with her nipples, slowly circling them with his fingers and then licking them.

"See, you can make me happy," Jessie finally answered. "Now it's my turn to return the favor."

Jessie lowered herself onto her knees. She grabbed the legs of his briefs, sliding them down until his erect penis was fully visible. She spat into her hands before she started stroking his member. She heard the boy gasp as she started moving her fingers up and down his length. She could feel beads of sweat against her forehand as she continued pumping him. She didn't realize how hot it was inside the port-a-potty. All she could focus on was listening to the beautiful grunts of the un-named boy above her. The boy moaned loudly when Jessie kissed his tip, her tongue probing inside of his hole. She tasted his salty pre-cum, humming to herself as she realized how much she missed servicing men.

"Damn," he panted.

Jessie couldn't hide her smile when she engulfed his head. She started bobbing her head up and down, increasing her speed. She looked up at the boy's lustful brown eyes as his dick slid farther down her throat. She fondled his heavy balls, feeling them tighten in her grasp.

"Bout ... to," the boy warned as hot cum exploded into the nanny's mouth.

Jessie sucked him dry as the boy recovered from his orgasm. She released his limp penis from her mouth and gave it a few pumps to help him become hard again. After a few strokes, Jessie stood up and gave her lover a wet kiss. Her hard nipples were pressed against his sweaty chest as the two engaged in a passionate kiss. She hoped that he could taste himself as Jessie probe her tongue into his mouth. He ruffled her hair when he licked her lips, begging for entrance into her mouth. She opened her mouth, letting him swirl his tongue around. She definitely knew that he tasted himself now.

As she rubbed herself against his naked body, she could feel the outhouse begin to tip. The boy must have felt it too because he pushed Jessie back, still kissing her as he backed her closer to the toilet. The boy's instincts must have taken over because he placed a hand underneath her skirt. He pressed into her underwear, eliciting a moan from the Texas native. In the heat of the moment, the two rushed to pull off her panties. She didn't even remember if she urged him to take it off or if he just took the initiative to do so. All she could do was feel. She could feel his lips against hers; feel his arms wrapped around her torso, feel her naked breast against his bare chest, feel his member growing against the fabric of her skirt, and she could definitely feel the wetness between her legs.

Her heels slipped against the floor, making her fall onto the toilet seat and forcing the boy to tumble on top of her. She spread her legs when the two adjusted into a more comfortable position. She took his hand and placed it between her thighs. She moaned into his mouth when he brushed his finger against her opening. He repeated the same motion several times in a row, which made Jessie realize that this teaching session wasn't over.

She placed his hand on the hood of her crotch, silently urging him to touch it. She was too breathless to talk. Her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that she wouldn't be surprised if she had a heart attack. She tried speaking but her lips could only suck on his bottom lip. She could feel herself dripping onto the plastic toilet seat. His spongy lips were frantically capturing hers, making it difficult for Jessie to pull back. Finally, she was able to turn her head and uttered something under her breath. She assumed that he didn't hear it because his mouth had traveled down to her neck. As she moaned, she began to wonder if he was doing it on purpose. She kept urging him to play with her kitty yet he kept kissing her. Jessie felt his teeth nip her neck as his hands began fondling her boobs. This kind of torture was beginning to make it hard for Jessie to speak.

"Rub it," she instructed. She was so out of breath that she didn't even understand what she said. She took his hand off her breast and placed it back on her pussy. She grabbed one of his fingers, forcing him to stroke her clit. As she moaned, the boy finally understood what she wanted and started rubbing her sensitive little bud. She was feeling so much pleasure that the only thing she wanted to do was moan his name.

"What's ... your ... name?" she asked. She felt light-headed from talking.

"Leo," he responded.

"Leo," she moaned. "Finger me."

"I don't know -"

"Try."

He stood up and bent his back over. He placed a hand on the plastic toilet seat to steady himself. Jessie felt his fingers graze her entrance before he cautiously inserted his finger into her. He added another finger as he slowly began pumping into her. He seemed to notice that he didn't receive any reaction from the nanny. He began to push farther down, increasing in speed until he heard Jessie moaned. Much to Jessie's irritation, he pulled his fingers out and shook his hand in the air. She assumed that his wrist was hurting. Lucky for him, she was ready to feel his member inside of her.

Before she took the condom out, the plastic part of the toilet seat cracked. She slid into the empty bowl, which was the part of the outhouse where the toilet water and waste went in. The room went dim when her phone fell into the toilet bowl.

"A little help here," she said as Leo pulled her out, tumbling backward as she stood up.

She retrieved her phone, silently praying that the screen wasn't broken. She could feel sweat trickle down her body as she tried to figure out the safest place to sit her phone down. She needed some type of light in the tiny, stuffy latrine. She couldn't risk opening the door just in case Zuri had returned to her room. She sat her phone on the uncracked part of the toilet seat. The room grew brighter and she could focus her attention on the boy that was lying on the floor.

"Are you okay?" she asked and he nodded.

Her heels made a clink when she placed one foot near each of Leo's sides. His hard-on was standing up in the air when she grabbed the condom from underneath the elastic band of her skirt. The boy watched as she tore it open with her teeth, pulling the rubber out of its package.

"Aren't you on the-" he started to say before the nanny interrupted him.

"Always practice safe sex," she said. "Even if the girl is on the pill."

She hovered over Leo's member, lifting her skirt before lowering herself slowing onto him. She sank all the way down, enjoying the feeling of Leo deep inside of her. She began grinding her clit against his pelvic bone. Her breast started bouncing in Leo's face as she began sliding up and down his cock. Her heels were making a loud "clink" sound every time she bounced up and down. Her feet were beginning to hurt as the side of her feet rubbed against the leather straps of her heels. The two thrust against each other, making a "slapping noise" echo off the walls of the small latrine.

"I'm cumming!" she yelled as she came.

She used the last of her energy to continue riding him. She was slowly bouncing up and down as she waited for him to cum. After he came, she collapsed onto his chest. She rested her head against Leo's hot and sweaty chest. Her hair was damp with sweat but Leo still ran his hands through her brown locks. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the thing she loved the most. She loved when she was lying on top of a guy, allowing him to stroke her hair as he whispered sweet words into her ear. She realized how much she missed having a guy.

There's Tony, she thought. Tony wasn't the type of guy she could just sleep with. She knew that Tony was too much of a gentleman to sex her up this early in their relationship. She was glad that Leo was there to tie her over until Tony was ready to fuck Jessie.

Once the two were over their orgasmic bliss, they quickly got dressed. It was easy for Jessie to put her clothes on since she only had to put her bra and blouse back on. When they were finished dressing, Jessie opened the door. She closed the port-a-potty before pushing Leo against it to give him one last kiss.

"Thanks," Leo said before whispering the name, "Jessie."

"How do you know my name?" she asked.

She tried to remember if she had introduced herself to him. Her thoughts were interrupted when Tony and an unfamiliar Italian man walked into the room. Jessie was shocked to see Tony, who greeted her with his usual smile. She hoped that he didn't notice how flushed and sweaty Leo and Jessie were.

"Jessie," Tony said as he kissed her cheek. He put an arm around her and turned her body towards the man. "This is my father, Angelo. And it looks like you already met my brother, Leo."

Jessie froze as Leo shot her a smirk.

"That's how I know ya name," Leo said. "Because my brother can never stop talking about ya. And now, I know why."