Robin The Nanny

Fbailey story number 789


Robin The Nanny


It was possibly the most incredible climax of my life. Cum kept shooting up into her forever. I lost track of how many squirts I had shot into her very talented pussy. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. I was totally mesmerized by her. At first all I could focus on were her big beautiful C-cup breasts. They were a full C-cup and they hung from their massive weight. They were capped with nice light brown areolas with hard nipples that begged for me to suck on them. Above that was her smooth skin, rounded shoulders, and her nice face. Her lips were a natural shade of pink and they parted slightly as she was puffing through her own orgasm. Her eyes were closed, her nostrils were flared, and her head was thrown back. I could feel her pelvis tilting and see her nipples starting to point up.

Then she gasped for air and said, “Was that good enough?”

I replied, “Yes! Thirteen is the charm.”

She took in a deep breath that made her breasts swell even more, she got off my cock, and then slipped down to suck it clean. When she was sure that it was completely clean Robin said, “May I get dressed and check on little Billy?”

I said yes, and then I watched as Robin pulled her panties up to help prevent my cum from leaking out of her saturated pussy.

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Now just how had we gotten to this point?

You see, about two and a half weeks ago my bedroom security camera triggered my computer at work. I clicked on it and watched as our son’s nanny opened my wife’s jewelry box, picked out an expensive diamond bracelet, and then tucked it into her bra.

Robin is a pretty woman of thirty with a husband that works for me, in my factory. She lives in San Diego on the other side of town and my two-year-old son just loves her. That gives my wife the freedom to pursue her Country Club activities.

So anyway I went right home, walked in, and found Robin sitting on the couch. She told me that she was just waiting for Billy to wake up. I sat down on her knees facing her then I grabbed the bottom of her sweater and lifted it up just above her head. I had it caught around her elbows essentially handcuffing her in that position. Then I grabbed at the sides of her bra cups, caught the under wire supports, and lifted it above her big breasts. The diamond bracelet fell onto her crotch.

I said, “Look I have enough on you to have you arrested and put away for stealing my wife’s jewelry. I can fire your husband and probably ruin your marriage with the video that I took of you stealing it. However, my wife thinks that you are the best nanny that we have ever had and you just returned the bracelet. Besides all of that I think you might be a great fuck. You are going to be mine from now on.”

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Well, she agreed that I had her over a barrel and that she was willing to do whatever I wanted.

That was way too easy.

Well, of course I wanted sex and plenty of it.

Unfortunately I had married for beauty not sex. I was an idiot. However, I do have one of the most beautiful wives in the world. At thirty-eight years old she is perfect. She wears a size one dress, almost fills out a 32-B bra, and weights a hundred and three pounds. Theresa attended all girl schools her entire life from elementary to high school to college where she got her Master’s Degree in Art Appreciation. Her goal in life was to be the wife of the President of the United States, Governor of California, or at the very least a Congressman. I’m still not sure how I won her heart. Maybe she saw that I had a lot of potential. After all I already owned a big company and had a small mansion before we got married.

I must admit that she helped out a lot in doubling my production by rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous. She even gave birth to a male child to carry on after me.

That was the turning point though, after childbirth she was not the same in bed.