Blonde Haushälterin fickt mit dem Boss
Title: A Ravenous Casual Affair between Nanny and Boss
The sun had barely risen, yet the charming townhouse at 12 Cheyne Walk buzzed with life. Veronica, the buxom blonde nanny, bounced down the stairs wearing nothing but a skimpy maid’s outfit that barely contained her ample curves. Her sapphire eyes sparkled with mischief as she entered the study where her boss, a middle-aged silver fox named Mikael, sat engrossed in his work.
“Good morning, Mikki,” Veronica purred, sauntering over to him. She seductively leaned on the desk, her exposed cleavage begging for attention. “I thought we could start the day on a…naughty note.”
Mikael raised a brow, his gaze lingering on her heaving bosom. “Veronica, my dear, I’m rather swamped today. Perhaps later?”
She pouted, tracing a perfectly manicured nail along his jawline. “Aw, come on. You know I make mornings so much better.” With a wink, she took his hand and placed it on her thigh, guided it upwards until he was gauging the heat of her excitement. Mikael couldn’t resist a smile.
Fully engrossed in groping her silky flesh, he leaned in to capture her lips with his. Veronica kissed him back hungrily, always eager and ready. With expert hands, the boss started unbuttoning her skimpy maid’s top, impatiently exposing her perky tits. Veronica gasped as he dipped his head to lavish attention on her rosy nipples, laving and sucking until they stood painfully erect. She writhed against him, pleasure shooting straight to her core.
“Ooh, yes Mikki, just like that,” she moaned, tangling her fingers in his salt-and-pepper hair. He growled against her breast, hands roaming possessively over her body. Hooking his fingers into her skimpy panties, he tugged them aside, then thrust two fingers between her slick folds.
“Fuck, you’re dripping wet,” Mikael groaned, pumping his fingers in and out. “My dirty little nanny, you’re positively filthy.” Veronica whimpered, arching her back to meet his caresses. He loved when she acted like a sex-starved minx, wearing outfits that left little to the imagination. Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers and stood, spinning her around to bend her over the desk.
Veronica yelped, then moaned as he roughly hiked up her skirt. Mikael growled appreciatively at the sight of her succulent ass and glistening pussy lips. Yanking down his slacks, he slapped her rear once, twice, three times until it was glowing red. Veronica cried out, a hand flying up to muffle her desperate moans. Then he slammed into her, balls deep in her tight heat.
“Oh fuck, Vee,” Mikael grunted, setting a punishing pace. “So fucking tight.” He gripped her hips hard, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded her from behind. Veronica could only hold on for dear life as he rocked the desk with his powerful thrusts. She shattered into a screaming climax, her sheath clamping down around him like a vice.
“Bloody hell,” Mikael snarled, doubling his efforts. He pulled out, flipping her over and pushing her back onto the desk. Veronica’s legs fell open in invitation, feeble after such an intense orgasm. Hiking her feet over his shoulders, Mikael plunged deep once more, stretching her to the limit.
“So fucking good,” he groaned, stacking her legs against his chest. He leaned down, captured her lips in a sloppy kiss. His hand squeezed her ass roughly as he pummeled her sweet spot, chasing his own release. Veronica dragged her nails down his back, urging him on. With a roar, he came hard, spurting thick ropes of cum into her spasming pussy.
They collapsed together, chests heaving. After a few moments, Mikael smirked and rolled off her, tucking himself away. “Well, that was certainly an…active way to start the day.”
Veronica chuckled breathlessly, smoothing her rumpled uniform. “Mm, and that’s just the beginning, Mikki. I’ve got some naughty weekend plans for us.” She leaned in to whisper filthy suggestions in his ear,ictions that made his cock twitch despite the recent mind-blowing climax.
Mikael groaned, already dreading the separation of the upcoming work week. His beloved mistress was an absolute delight, satisfying his every lustful desire. “You’re going to be the death of me, Veronica,” he stated emphatically, punctuating it with a firm slap to her ass. She only giggled impishly.
“Maybe I’ll rough up the neighbors with a riding crop and Bertie’s saddle later,” she teased, a sly look in her eyes. Mikael only groaned, heading for the door while she straightened up the study. Veronica was beyond compare, a deliciously lewd mistress who brought his world to its knees with her eager appetite for his body. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.
