Jill had just been accepted for University; her gradings were excellent; she was eighteen; she was looking for a summer job. She noticed a sizeable advert in the local newspaper, 'Widowed businessman is looking for a Nanny to look after his eight-year-old son during the summer holidays. The suitable applicant should also help him with his school studies during the holidays."
There was a phone number, Jill called it, it was answered by a woman who said, "Mr Grant's secretary, how can I help you?"
Jill explained why she was phoning and told her a bit about herself; she also gave her grading, all A's. The secretary said that's impressive. Mr Grant will not be available until four this afternoon. Would Jill be able to come for an interview then? Jill said, no problem. She was then given an address. Jill said she'd be there at four. Jill went home; she still lived with her mum, who was an Accountant. Her mum was also a single parent. She had got pregnant at University; she continued her studies; Jill was born in April, the month before her mum graduated. Jill's gran looked after her when Jill's mum got her first job.
Jill got home, showered then prepared herself for the interview. Jill was a tall, distinguished young lady; she had a voluptuous figure; her tits were massive. She put on a nice top and skirt. She checked herself in the mirror; she looked good. She arrived at the address; it was an enormous factory, Grant's Food; Jill was sure that she had heard the name before. Jill saw a beautiful Bentley in the car park with the registration number TG 2. She went to the Reception and said that she had a meeting with Mr Grant's secretary. The receptionist asked if she was Jill? Then she asked her to follow her. She took her to Mr Grant's secretary; her name was Dot. She was an attractive woman in her thirties. She then took her through a connecting door to a very lush office. A tall, handsome man was sitting behind the desk. He immediately stood up when he saw Jill, then said, "How do you do, Jill? You must be brilliant to have those grades. What are you going to study? Please sit down, may I offer you a coffee or tea, though Pink Champagne is permissible after four in the afternoon."
Jill gave one of her gorgeous smiles then said, "Thank you, Mr Grant; I'm a little nervous, the Champagne would be excellent, but I can only have one glass as I'm driving. I'm going to do Accountancy, my mum's an Accountant, so I'm just following in the family tradition. I have been accepted for University."
Tom replied, "Please call me Tom; nine months ago, my wife died in a crazy road accident, her car was hit head-on by a clown spaced out on drugs, they reckon he was doing more than one hundred miles per hour at impact. It was a tremendous shock to our son Tom; he was seven at the time. My wife used to help him with his school work. Since my wife's death, I have brought in tutors for all the weak subjects. This is not helping as his grades are going down. We have a live-in housekeeper; her husband does gardening and other jobs around the house. Tom's on holiday for the next seven weeks; I'd like someone to spend time with him during this period to try and get his mind back on track."
Jill thought for a moment then said, "Tom, I was fortunate, before I went to school, from the time that I was four onwards, my mum taught me how to learn, last year I stayed on at school for a sixth year, I had the same gradings in my fifth year as I got in my sixth. How my mum taught me how to learn is the reason my gradings are so good. If I can, I would be pleased to help Tom learn what I've learned. Perhaps, when I start at University, then I could continue to tutor him."
Tom's face lit up, then he said, "You must meet Tom, he has been very withdrawn since his mum died. I have noticed that he has no chemistry with any of his tutors. Would you like to come to the house and meet Tom?"
Jill had her glass of Champagne while Tom and Dot finished off the bottle. Then Jill followed Tom to his house; it was a stately mansion just outside of the town. Jill followed Tom into the house; Young Tom appeared and ran into his father's arms. Tom gave his son a big hug then asked, "How has your day been, Tom?"
Young Tom replied, "I'm struggling a bit with my arithmetic division; I keep on getting the wrong answers; apart from that, everything is good. Tom hugged his son again the said, "Tom, this is Jill, isn't she a lovely lady? She's very clever; maybe she can help you with your arithmetic?"
Jill said, "Hi Tom, I'm Jill, show me your problem, and I'll try and help you?"
Tom smiled then said, "Would you do that for me?"
Jill nodded then Tom led her to his study. Jill saw that Tom had a very powerful laptop; it was a gaming laptop, very fast and very powerful. Jill said, "You have a cool laptop; is it good for games?"
"It's wonderful, it's fast, and the graphics are perfect; dad bought it for me."
Jill replied, "That's great, but you can use it for other things; lets Google arithmetic division, shall we?"