I Take Advantage Of My Employee When My Husband Goes Out To Work And I Bring Her Over

The glaring midi daylight radiated through the sheer window curtains as the sultry housewife, Stacy, lounged on the plush velvet sofa, sipping her morning mocha. Her scantily clad body glistened with a sheen of sweat from the sweltering summer heat. As the daily morning news played on the widescreen television, Stacy’s mind wandered to her latest conquest – the nubile, nanny, Nadia, who she had been grooming for weeks. Her husband would be leaving for a business trip, leaving the devoted wife some much-needed alone time with the delectable young nanny.

Stacy’s husband, Donald, kissed his wifeGoodbye before heading out to work, his briefcase in hand. “I’ll be back late tomorrow night, dear,” he said, his eyes fixated on the morning paper. Stacy nodded, her mind preoccupied with her scripted day. As soon as Donald’s car pulled out of the driveway, Stacy’s lips curved into a devilish grin. She reached for her phone and dialed Nadia’s number.

Nadia arrived promptly, her tight dress hugging her curves. “Buenos dias, Senora Stacy,” Nadia purred, her accent dripping with sensuality. Stacy ushered the young nanny inside, leading her to the dimly lit chamber where handcuffs, whips, and an assortment of sex toys lay splayed across the bed.

“Today, mi amor, we are going to have a lesson in domination,” Stacy declared, her icy blue eyes piercing into Nadia’s. “I want you to strip, now.”

Nadia’s gaze shifted from the intimidating Stacy to the array of toys, her heart pounding with anticipation. She slowly peeled off her dress, revealing her youthful body. Stacy approached, her red lacquered nails trailing across Nadia’s bare skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “You are so beautiful,” Stacy whispered, her hot breath tickling Nadia’s neck.

Stacy reached for the leather cuffs, firmly securing them around Nadia’s delicate wrists. She guided the bound young nanny onto the bed, arranging her so she was sprawled out in display. Stacy picked up the longest whip, twirling the leather in her hand. “I have been watching you, mi amor. I know you want this,” Stacy said, her voice hypnotic. She lightly dragged the whip across Nadia’s bare back, the sensation electrifying.

Nadia let out a soft moan, her body trembling with equal parts fear and desire. Stacy smirked, savoring the control she had over the nubile young woman. She picked up a riding crop, announcing it was Nadia’s turn to scream.

“Beg for it,” Stacy commanded, flicking the crop against Nadia’s thigh. Nadia whimpered, her cheeks flushed with humiliation. “Please, Senora Stacy,” Nadia panted, “I need it. I need you.”

Stacy chuckled darkly, trailing the crop upwards until it brushed against Nadia’s aching center. “Since you asked so nicely,” Stacy purred, bringing the crop down on Nadia’s clit with a sharp sting. Nadia cried out, her body arching off the bed. Stacy repeated the motion, alternating between light caresses and stinging strikes.

Nadia was lost in a haze of pleasure and pain, her mind drifting into a hallucinated realm where only Stacy existed. She could feel the wetness between her legs, her body begging for release. Stacy pressed the crop inside Nadia’s dripping pussy, plunging it in and out in a rhythm that had Nadia panting and moaning like an animal in heat.

Stacy discarded the crop, hovering over Nadia’s bound body. She punctuated her thrusts with sharp nips and kisses, leaving marks of possession across Nadia’s skin. “You’re mine,” Stacy growled, her fingers plunging deep inside Nadia. “Say it.”

“I…I’m yours,” Nadia stammered, her eyes glazed over with lust. Stacy fucked her harder, the bed creaking beneath them. Nadia’s orgasm built rapidly, her body tightening like a coil. “I’m going to come,” Nadia cried out, her nails digging into the sheets.

Stacy plunged her fingers deep, rubbing Nadia’s G-spot with expertise. Nadia screamed, her body thrashing as waves of pleasure consumed her. Stacy didn’t let up, her fingers continuing to pound into Nadia’s sensitive pussy until she came again, juices flowing down her thighs.

Spent and panting, Nadia lay there as Stacy untied her wrists. She felt a mix of embarrassment and euphoria, her body humming with satisfaction. Stacy cuddled against Nadia, her fingers tracing idle circles on the young woman’s skin. “That was just the beginning, mi amor,” Stacy whispered, a promise in her voice. “With me, you will discover pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.”