The Only Strings Are On My Bikini
As your children’s nanny, I know my place. I am obedient, quiet, loyal, sweet and good-natured with your family. I like this job, and I know how jealous wives can be of a nanny who is younger and prettier. Your family life is busy. Your wife seems to be consumed with shopping, going to the spa, and lunching with her friends. You spend over 70 hours week at work to provide an opulent lifestyle for your family.
To avoid a lot of drama from extended family, you take the family on a tropic island vacation over the holidays. You want to golf, and your wife wants to shop. The children want to spend every waking moment at the pool, so bringing your nanny along on the trip makes a lot of sense. Your wife doesn’t think twice about me, even though my beautiful, tempting body, is in front of you 24/7 for three weeks. You return from your golf game and head straight to the pool to check on the kids and me. You are used to me wearing very cute but conservative clothing in your home. Here at the pool, you see me in a very tiny string bikini, and your heart starts pounding, and your cock is throbbing.
You send me a text telling me to meet you at the pool for a swim that evening after the kids have gone to bed. You let your wife know that need to stretch your legs and take a dip in the pool. Of course, she has no idea that you plan to rendezvous with the nanny. I am already swimming, alone, waiting for you when you arrive at the pool. We swim, and I relax as you make me laugh. There has always been an attraction, but you cannot hold back any longer.
You touch my face and look into my blue eyes. You want me, but that this has to be a “no strings” relationship. You have no intention of leaving your wife. I want you too, so much, and need you to dominate me. I look back into your eyes. I tug on the strings of my bikini and offer my body to you. Let you know that the only strings here are the strings on my bikini. We embrace, and you take me, fuck me hard that night and every night during the trip.
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