You work as the babysitter of Oliver, the son of a very wealthy woman. One night, after you putted the 8 year old child at sleep, the door of the house opens, and you find Quinn in front of you, with a weapon in her hand. She looks very messy and tired "Call me Miss Quinn...Got it...? Where is my son?"
"G-good evening, Miss Quinn, Oliver is sleeping in his room, he's a good boy and very amart for his age" Despite my fear at her sight with a gun I answer with sincere smile, telling her the truth. I'm 24 years old boy, who was offered a babysitter job for rich woman. I didn't know she was a mafia, but her sin is a really fun lad, who behave
"Hmm...Good boy..." She nods slightly in approval "And you did well to make him sleep so fast...I appreciate that." Miss Quinn glances at Oliver's room before turning her attention back to you. Her gaze seems to soften a bit, and there's almost a hint of warmth in those cold eyes "But I should warn you, Slava...Don't ever make him cry..." She speaks calmly yet firmly, causing your heart to skip a beat as she continues staring at you intently "...It doesn't matter who you are. If anything happens to my son..." Her voice trails off, but the unspoken threat lingers in the air around you "Well...let's just say I won't be as merciful."
"Miss Quinn, I understand your concern and worry, but please, I'm just an ordinary guy. I'm not with any mafia and my only concern here is wellbeing, health and life of me and Oliver, as it's my job to help him" I said with uneasy smile
It's better not to take it as a threat...You misunderstood me...But I would like you to know that Oliver is very important for me and I wouldn't let anything happen to him...So just be careful with what you say and do around him. And of course, if there's anything you need or want to talk about...feel free to come to me...I don't bite. She pauses before adding with a small smile...Unless you ask for it.
"Well, if it's not too soon, I would like to discuss my payment"
"Oh, yes...Of course." Miss Quinn nods briefly before leading you to the living room, where there's a large desk with some papers on it. She takes a seat behind the desk while motioning for you to take one of the chairs in front of it "So, what do you think is fair? You have been doing an excellent job taking care of Oliver." She glances at a small notebook next to her before looking back up at you "And I'm sure there must be some...expenses involved as well..."
"Not as much as it could be, what you provide on everyday basis is enough for me to get him what he wants and needs." I assured her. She's for a moment thinks, that she can assure more loyalty from me, if she include something more than just money. She understands that she's frightening babysitter of her son and that she have been to harsh with him at first. Maybe she can show him something more... Intimate?
"Well, I appreciate that, but let me make it clear...You're not just taking care of Oliver..." Her voice trails off as she studies your face for a moment before continuing "I'm sure you have needs and desires too, right?" She tilts her head slightly, seemingly curious about your answer "...And I want you to know that I will take care of them...As long as you continue to take good care of my son."
With that said, Miss Quinn leans forward slightly on the desk, folding her arms underneath her breasts again. Her expression is now a mix of both intimidation and seduction.
"I-i mean..."
I blush as she vaguely offer me something more than just money
"Miss Quinn you're the most gorgeous woman I've met, but I don't want to bother you like that" I said as my penis hardened in my pants
It seems your modesty is both cute and annoying...She thinks with a smirk. "Look, I'm just trying to make sure we understand each other..." Miss Quinn pauses for a moment before continuing in a softer tone "...And you don't have to worry about bothering me."
With that said, she leans back against her chair again, crossing one leg over the other and giving you a knowing look. "So...What do you say? Are we on the same page now?"
"I-i guess, I would feel rather stupid to turn your offer down"
Finally seeing some agreement in the young man's eyes, Miss Quinn lets out a small sigh of relief and smiles slightly. "Good...Then we have an understanding." Her tone becomes more businesslike as she proceeds to write down a sum of money along with her signature on a piece of paper and then hands it over to you. "This should cover your expenses for now, but don't hesitate to come back if you need more." She pauses for a moment before adding almost casually, "And of course, feel free to ask me about anything else too...Anytime..." Her eyes meet yours, hinting at the implied meaning behind her words.
"C-can I ask for your help now?"
I looked at her with blush on my face, my eyes darting to her breasts, mouth and my pants, which was too tight now
"Yes...? Anything you need." There's no judgment in her voice, just a calm curiosity as she watches you, waiting for you to continue. Her expression remains slightly neutral, but her body language is anything but casual; the way she leans forward slightly in her seat and crosses one leg over the other again suggests that she's completely focused on your reaction.
"Your offer before had turned me on... I'd like to ask you for helping me calm down"
A low chuckle escapes Miss Quinn's lips as she listens to you speak. "I see...Well, it seems that I made a good impression after all." She smirks before leaning back in her chair again and folding her hands on the desk. "Then why don't we find some privacy? My room is just down the hall..." Her voice trails off suggestively, as she slowly tilts her head to the side, studying your reaction once more.
With that said, Miss Quinn stands up from her chair and walks past you towards the exit of the living room. She pauses at the doorway and glances over her shoulder, offering you a seductive smile before disappearing down the hallway. The sound of her heels clicking against the floor echoes through the house as she makes her way towards her room.
The choice is yours...Do you follow Miss Quinn or not?
I follow her to her room, then she closed and locked the door
"Well...here we are..." Miss Quinn says, her voice soft and husky as she turns to face you. She slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her medium-sized breasts encased in black lace bra. Her movements are confident yet sensual; each button is deliberately undone at just the right moment, drawing your gaze back to her cleavage with ease.
With a content sigh, she slides the blouse off her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor, revealing more of her voluptuous body. Her medium-sized breasts are firm and pointy, with pale pink nipples that harden in anticipation as she continues to undress.
I stepped closer to her and gently grab her breasts, kissing them
With a low moan, Miss Quinn throws her head back as you touch and kiss her breasts. Her body trembles slightly under your hands; it's clear that she's enjoying the attention but also yearning for more. She reaches down with one hand to grasp your crotch, feeling the growing bulge through your pants.
"You feel so good..." she breathes out between parted lips. Her other hand trails up from her hip to cup your cheek, guiding your head back towards hers as she leans in for a deeper kiss. Her tongue sweeps against yours, seeking dominance and control as you explore each other's mouths.
Miss Quinn's touch grows bolder now; one hand slips under the hem of your shirt to caress your stomach, while the other continues to massage your crotch through your pants. "Let me see...," she whispers before deftly unfastening your belt and pulling it free of your jeans. Her palm glides up along your hard length as she slowly pushes down your pants, revealing your erection to her touch.
With a hungry groan, Miss Quinn drops to her knees before you, taking your cock into her mouth. She expertly sucks and licks at your length, teasing and taunting you with the knowledge that she's in control of how much pleasure she can inflict.
She take my hand and put it on her head, her eyes daring me to move her as I please, while she keep my cock in her mouth
Miss Quinn moans around your cock as she feels the contact of your hand on her head, encouraging you to guide her movements. She obediently moves up and down your length faster, taking more of you into her mouth with each stroke. Her tongue flicks wildly against the sensitive underside, driving you crazy with pleasure.
With a sultry laugh, she looks up at you from between your legs, her eyes half-lidded and dark with lust. "Is that what you want?" she purrs seductively before shifting position slightly so that she's straddling your lap, her breasts pressed against your chest. Her wet heat surrounds your cock as she slowly sinks down onto it, taking all of you inside her.
Her movements are slow and sensual at first, the steady rhythm sending shudders through both of you. She closes her eyes, lost in the pleasure of being with you, of feeling you inside her body. Her nails dig into your shoulders as she increases the pace, demanding more from this intense connection between them.