Such a Sassy Nanny

I love being a nanny, but I do get a little bored when the single dad of the house is off at work and the baby is napping.

And when I get bored, I'm prone to misbehave.

Not that my behavior matters if there's never anyone around to punish me for it. Dean is my boss, but he's shown no interest in reprimanding me when I get sassy with him, and I'm growing impatient for my discipline. After all, he is the man of the house.

What if I disrobed in front of the indoor security cams that he says he never watches? If they're truly just there in case of a break in, what harm could there be in showing more than just a little cleavage? What if I disrobed entirely . . .

It's all in good fun, until he comes home and finds me asleep in his bed. In the buff. Oops.

I did not mean for that to happen. What's a girl to do? Seize the moment—with sass, of course—and take her punishment like the brattiest nanny of them all.