Erotica for Women: Book 7 "Male Nanny" by Jennifer Thomas Page A

pulled them down, bending to suck on her hardened, erect nipple. Jenny cried out and clutched his head, her fingers sliding through his hair, keeping him in place to suckle at her breasts.
    With a moan, he pulled away, his breathing ragged as he stood a couple of feet away from her, completely naked, his cock standing out, pointing towards her. “Take it off,” he breathed, and the erotic order made her insides turn to liquid, which seeped out from between her thighs to soak her panties further.
    His eyes glued to her body, he watched as she reached behind herself to unclasp her bra, and let it fell to floor, her breasts freed, heavy and full.
    “Panties,” he ordered, his eyes burning with intensity, and she savored in the unexpected commands, her arousal increasing tenfold by seeing Tony in his element, turned on, dominant.
    She hooked her thumbs in her panties and bent down as they slid to the floor. She stepped out of them and walked towards him as he took his cock in his hand, rubbing it softly while he watched her breasts sway and move with every step.
    She stopped a foot away from him, shivering, and her pussy clenching painfully to feel his cock inside her body. He raised both hand to hold her breasts, squeezing them lightly and pinching her nipples. His lips were parted, his eyes hooded yet hard and dark with arousal.
    Abruptly, he pushed her against the wall, twisting her around so that she faced away from him, and clutched at her breasts again, digging his fingers into the delectable, firm flesh. Jenny felt his hard cock probing her ass-crack and the next instant he thrust upwards, filling her pussy.
    She cried out at the sudden fuck, and braced her hands against the wall, pushing her hips back against him. Still clutching her breasts tightly, he began thrusting into her quickly, her juices covering his balls. They slapped against her, and Jenny moaned with every thrust, her thighs tense as she felt the telltale, frustrating yet sweet ache of an impending orgasm.
    His thrusts became harder, deeper, and banged her pelvis against the wall with every jerk of his cock inside her. She came with a moan, long and low, and whimpered as flames of arousal licked her pussy, her thighs and her stomach. Tony grunted in her ear, banging her against the wall as he came, stilling inside her, and then jerking several times as spurts of his cum escaped his body to fill hers.
    They stood against the wall, Tony’s cock still inside her, and waited for their breathing to even out. It had been a quick fuck, which that had been all the more pleasurable because Jenny hadn’t expected him to be so rough with her. She liked men who took control, and Tony with his boyish charm and cute smile had deceived her into thinking he was an innocent schoolboy.
    She was glad she had been mistaken, because the surprise transformation of a twenty-one-year-old boy into a dominant lover was thrilling.
    They heard the front door slam downstairs, and Jenny froze, a moment before she heard her husband’s voice from below, “I’m home.”
    Jenny pushed Tony away and grabbed her dress off the floor, clutching it to her naked breasts as she ran from his room and slid into her own. Tony picked her bra and panties off the floor and pushed them under his mattress, before pulling on his jeans and T-shirt to meet the man who was paying him to take care of his son.
    …
    Tony was doing the laundry while Jenny lay curled up next to her husband, Tom, on the sofa, watching TV. Her eyes followed him around the house, and although Tony glanced back at her occasionally to meet her gaze, he never gave the slightest hint that he even remembered he had fucked Jenny.
    “I’m going to take a nap sweetie, I’m knackered,” Tom said and pushed off the sofa, pulling her with him in his obvious way of saying he wanted her to join him in bed.
    She smiled back at him lovingly, “When you wake up,” she whispered seductively, referring to sex.
    He chuckled in response,