Kerry's Unexpected Humiliation
Copyright© 2025 by the storyteller
Chapter 1
As I stepped out of the taxi on the outskirts of the small town and looked down the driveway of the old nineteen-fifties home, I would be staying at and working as the new nanny and full time housekeeper and if the probation period works out a well paid full time job.
My new employer was Mrs Johnston, a recently widowed woman in her fifties with two twin boys aged fourteen years old
As I started the walk down the long driveway, looking to my right, I could see the roofs of the houses in the town about a kilometre away and then to my left, I could see an orchid with three chestnut collared horses grazing between the apple trees. I felt a little less nervous having to meet Mrs Johnston for the first time in person instead of over the telephone, now I had seen the horses and orchid for the first time.
Let me tell you a little about myself to give you an idea of what I look like and my background. My name is Kerry, and I am nineteen years old. This will be my first job since leaving school six months ago, and I am looking forward to settling down from my sorority life and putting it all behind me with this new job, where no one knows me.
Sorority life for me was great and I was considered a party girl with a reputation even though I did some things I regretted just to fit in and please the other sorority girls like become very submissive and for the first six months I was in the sorority as a pledge i was passed around the sorority as a slave girl for any game or activity they would think up to entertain themselves and I would have to comply or be removed from the sorority permanently and any videos of pictures they may have had would be freely handed out around the school and town so it was better to comply even if some things were very degrading to me and usually whatever I had to do made the rest of the sorority laugh and giggle between some nasty or derogatory remarks directed at me. Drinking was a big thing for me at the sorority house, getting me through the first six months there, making me into an alcoholic, but now I have my drinking problem under control and have been sober for the last four months.
I am 167 centimetres tall with straight shoulder-length red hair, brown eyes and a row of brown freckles running across my nose. I consider myself to be an attractive girl with B cup breasts and a petite, skinny body that most people would admire as I walk around college, but now I dress a little more conservatively.
Reaching the house, there was a large porch on the front of it and a large wooden door with a doorbell attached to it. I pressed the doorbell and waited as I could hear faint footsteps coming from inside the house, slowly getting louder as whoever it was walked on the old wooden floorboards then the front door opened, and Mrs Johnston stood there with a friendly smile on her face.
“Hello, you must be Kerry? Please call me Jenny from now on, and come into the kitchen, and we can talk about your duties and get to know each other.” As I entered the kitchen, I could see the house was well maintained, and Mrs Johnston seemed very friendly as she made me a cup of tea and we sat at the table and talked for a while.
Mrs Johnston explained that since her husband died she and her two boys Mat and peter were there by themselves and her work took her out of town on business trips a lot so it would be my responsibility to look after the boys and do all the housework and cooking while she was gone and I would meet them at five o’clock when they came home from school.
I agreed with her on my duties, and after our cup of tea, Jenny showed me to my room and left me there to unpack and get settled in. Later that day I was helping wash the dishes when Jenny’s sons came home from school, all exited to meet their new nanny who would be looking after them while their Mum would be away.
“Mat and Peter, this is Kerry, your new nanny”, Jenny said to them, then asked them to go to their room and get changed out of their school uniforms.
Two weeks had passed, and things were going well, and both Mat and Peter took a very keen interest in me, asking me all sorts of questions and staying close to me whenever they could. I just put it down to boys being boys and having a small childhood crush on their new nanny.
Friday soon came around, and Jenny had to fly to Texas for a weekend business trip, and I would be in charge of the boys alone for the first time since starting work all weekend. I was very confident I would be able to handle the responsibility and was looking forward to it.
I dropped Jenny off at the airport and helped her with her bags and then waited for the plane to depart before getting back in the car and preceded to drive back home to wait for the boys to get home from school. While I was waiting, I thought about what activities to do with them and what games they would want to play because I wanted the first time alone with them to go well but I eventually decided to let them decide for themselves what they wanted to do when they came home from school.
That evening, the two boys sat in the lounge room playing their PlayStation five on the big TV, and I sat on the lounge room chair watching them play. After a short time watching them, I started to get bored and was hoping that Peter and Mat would pay more attention to me and let me be included in their games, even though I had no idea how to play any of the games they were playing, so I decided to get up to go to the kitchen.
“Do you boys want some snacks from the kitchen while I’m there? I asked and waited for an answer before I left the room.
Peter looked away from the game he was playing and looked over at me and said with a smile, “How about some chips, please, and we want you to ask you something our last nanny let us do.”
I looked at Peter with a puzzled look on my face, wondering what he wanted to ask me then curiosity got the better of me, and I replied, “what did your last nanny let you do?”
“Well, our last nanny let us have a drink of mum’s wine when she was away, and we promise not to say anything to mum if you let us, and if you like, later we will teach you how to play some of our play station games” Replied Peter staring at me with his big brown eyes hoping i would say yes.
I didn’t really want to be around any alcohol, being sober for the last four months, but on the other hand, their last nanny let them do it, and I was sure just watching them have a drink wouldn’t affect me, so I agreed as long as they drank their drinks slowly.
In the kitchen i found the bag of chips in the cupboard than looked in the wine cabinet at the bottles of wine than picking out a bottle of white wine I had recognised from my drinking days at my old sorority and paused for a moment thinking about how much I missed drinking it as I thought back at how nice the wine was then snapped out of it and bought the wine and some glasses for the boys back into the lounge room.
Sitting on the lounge chair watching them play their games and occasionally drinking from their glasses, I could smell the wafting smell of the wine drift across the room to my nose where I was sitting and I was starting to regret giving them the wine and started to have flashbacks of my drinking days. After half an hour of sitting there, I gave in to my urges and went to the kitchen and opened another bottle of wine then found a glass I sat at the kitchen table and had a few drinks.
I knew it was wrong and I would regret it the next day, but the urges to have a drink were just too strong for me, and once that sweet liqure taste hit my mouth, I just wanted some more.
Around half an hour later, i took my bottle and glass and went back into the lounge room to see what the boys were doing and then sat down on the chair again and watched them play their games. I strongly suspected that both Mat and Peter knew I was very tipsy as they kept looking at me from time to time, smiling and whispering to each other.