Slutty Babysitter Must Fuck Her Boss To Keep Her Job – Public Cumwalk

Title: Slutty Babysitter’s Public Indecency for Her Job

The sun was hot and the day was long, but Tiffany had it even worse – she needed to convince her strict boss to let her keep her babysitting job, or risk losing it all. She had been taking care of her boss’s kids for the past year, but her grades were slipping, and her boss wasn’t happy about it.

As she waited outside her boss’s office, Tiffany’s mind raced with ways to sway him. She smoothed out her little summer dress, making sure it clung to her curves nicely. The tight material showed off her ample cleavage and toned legs. She had to do whatever it took to keep this job.

When her boss finally called her in, Tiffany quickly introduced herself and sat down in front of her desk. “Mr… Mr. Johnson, I know my grades haven’t been great lately,” she said nervously. “But I promise I can still give your kids the best care. Please, I need this job!”

Mr. Johnson leaned back in his chair, studying her with evident disapproval. “I’m not sure that’s enough, Tiffany. You’ve shown a lack of commitment and responsibility. I don’t know if I can trust you to take care of my children.”

Tiffany’s heart sank, but she wasn’t ready to give up yet. She knew what she had to do. “Mr. Johnson,” she said, standing up and walking around to his side of the desk. “I can prove my commitment to you. Any way you want me to.”

She slowly hiked up her dress, revealing a pair of lacy panties that left little to the imagination. The sight made Mr. Johnson’s eyes widen. Tiffany continued, unbuttoning her dress. “I’ll do anything to keep this job. Anything,” she breathed, letting the dress fall to the floor.

She wore no bra underneath, her full, perky breasts free. She thought she could see her boss’s cock twitch in his slacks, tenting them slightly. She reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall off her shoulders. Her hard nipples stood out in the cool office air.

“Y-you shouldn’t be doing this,” Mr. Johnson managed to say, his eyes fixated on her exposed breasts. “Not here. What if someone sees?”

“Let them see,” Tiffany said boldly, reaching for the button of her skirt. “I need this. And you need me. You need me to fuck you here, now, in front of the whole office, to make sure I’ll do anything to please you. My kids, my job, it means everything.”

She pulled down her skirt with a swift motion, leaving her completely naked in the office. Her thighs were slick already. As an after thought, she spread her legs a little wider. “This is how much I care,” she said huskily.

Mr. Johnson couldn’t hold back any longer. He stood abruptly from his chair, unzipping his pants. His cock sprung out, throbbing and ready. “You naughty, shameless little slut,” he gritted out. “I never expected this from you.”

Tiffany dropped to her knees, taking his massive cock in her hand. She stroked it, looking up at him seductively. “I’m not just your babysitter anymore,” she cooed. “I’m your personal little fucktoy.” She leaned in and took him into her warm mouth, sucking him down to the root.

Mr. Johnson groaned, one hand coming down to fist in Tiffany’s silky hair. He guided her head as she slurped on his member eagerly. Harder and faster she sucked his cock. He thrust in and out of her mouth, filling it completely. She dragged her tongue along the shaft, tasting his leaking pre-cum.

After making him nice and wet, Tiffany let his cock slip from her lips. “Fuck me now,” she demanded, laying back on his desk and spreading her legs wide. “Ruin me for any other man.”

Mr. Johnson wasted no time. He shifted forward, lining his swollen tip up with her dripping folds. Then he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in her hot, tight canal. Tiffany cried out, her pussy stretching obscenely around his girth.

He pounded into her, grunting and thrusting like a man possessed. The obscene sight of his office manager fucking the teenage babysitter on his desk filled the large office windows. Anyone walking by could easily see the compromising position they were in.

“Slut!” Mr. Johnson yelled. “Shameless little whore, I should fire you for this!” He hooked Tiffany’s knees over his shoulders, increasing his depth and pace. Tiffany just moaned whorishly in response, her tits bouncing every time he rammed into her.

Tiffany felt her release rapidly approaching. Electricity sparked through her body as her moans grew loader. She knew she was going to cum, hard. “That’s it, cum for me Mr. Johnson!” She squealed. “I want the whole office to see you fucking me. Prove to them who owns me!”

Suddenly, Mr. Johnson made an animalistic noise and plunged into her as deep as he could go. Tiffany peaked, screaming his name. Her pussy clenched around him as she drenched his cock with her juices. His cockhead throbbed inside her, pumping her full of his seed.

They were both panting as the peak passed. Mr. Johnson slowly pulled out of Tiffany, admiring their mixed fluids leaking out of her freshly-fucked hole. “I trust you’re going to be a good girl from now on,” he panted. “But I know how to keep you in line.”

Tiffany nodded meekly, still in a cock-drunk haze. She knew this declaration of submission would lead to many more compromising situations. But for now, her job was safe, and Mr. Johnson’s cock was still hard. Tiffany couldn’t wait to see what he did to her next.