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As soon as I enter, a tantalizing aroma hits me. I make out the smell of garlic and roasting meat. My stomach growls in response.
“I’m home!” I shout, and I hear running feet as Isaac comes to greet me. I drop my bag and open my arms. I catch Isaac as he runs to me.
“Dad!”
A thrill runs through me. It does every time he calls me dad. Any tension or worries or pain melts away when I am with my boy. He makes it all worth it. As long as we’re together, I’m happy. Sure, it would be nice to have a good woman, but the risks are too great. Brenda left me feeling like I’d been run over by a truck. There were days when I wondered if I’d ever feel like myself again.
Mila comes into the foyer. Her gorgeous blonde hair is held away from her face in a ponytail at the top of her head. Several strands of hair have escaped, and my fingers itch to smooth them back into place. She is wearing my white apron over a pair of shorts.
“Hi.” It’s a wonderful thing to have a woman in the house again, even if she’s paid to be here.
“Hi,” she says and gestures at the apron. “I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed this.”
“Not at all. It suits you.”
“Dad, Mila and I are cooking dinner,” Isaac says, looking up at me.
I break my stare and ruffle his hair. “Whatever it is you are cooking, smells wonderful.”
“We thought we’d get dinner started early,” Mila said. “Isaac’s been a lot of help.”
Isaac grins. “You did a lot, too, Mila.”
We troop into the kitchen, leaving Isaac in the living room playing with his toys.
“How was your first day of work?” I ask Mila. The kitchen is spotlessly clean.
“Good, not much to do, to be honest. The house is very clean,” Mila says. “Isaac and I did some coloring before we started preparing dinner.”
“Thank you. He really likes you.” And so do I.
She has her back to me as she bends to check the food in the oven. My eyes are glued on her fine ass and legs. I inhale sharply. Staying away from the new nanny will take all of my self-control. I can already feel the beginnings of a hard-on. I need to escape before I scare Mila off.
“I’ll just go and grab a shower before dinner,” I tell her and leave the kitchen.
She turns and smiles. Her face lights up. My eyes are pulled to her mouth. Her lips are made for kissing.
“Enjoy your shower,” she says.
By the time I reach the privacy of my room, I have a raging hard-on. I strip and pad into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I turn the knob to cold. I need all the help I can get to cool down my body.
The shower sprays my face and cascades down my body. I can’t stop thinking about Mila. She’s all curves. A real woman. I imagine snapping her bra open and feasting my eyes on her tits as they spill out. I hold the weight of them in my hands.
The cold water is doing nothing to my cock, which is rock hard now. I grab my washcloth, pour a dollop of shower gel, and proceed to clean myself. My cock throbs painfully as I wash around it. When I’m done, I wrap my hand at the base and close my eyes.
Mila’s tits pop into my mind. I groan softly as I think of what I’d like to do to them. I’d worship each nipple, teasing it with my tongue and sucking on it hard until she lets out a cry of pain and pleasure. I stroke my shaft as the images grow more vivid in my mind.
I spread Mila’s thighs and bury my face into her pussy to inhale her special scent. When I’ve ingrained it into my mind, I spread her pussy lips open and take in the sight of her swollen clit. Juices leak out, and I capture every drop with my tongue.
Mila’s moans and cries surround me.
“You taste so good,” I tell her. With long strokes, I swipe from entrance to entrance with my tongue. I feast on her pussy as she cries for more.
I push one finger into her pussy and tease her clit with my thumb. I insert a second finger and finger fuck her while licking her clit.
“I want you,” she screams.
I tease her slit with my cock before plunging it into her pussy. I thrust into my hand as I imagine my cock buried deep in Mila’s pussy.
Fuck me, Brad.
The voice sounds so real that I pop my eyes open. I’m alone in the shower with a painful hard-on. I pump furiously, all the while imagining plunging my cock into Mila’s pussy over and over again.
