“Of course it doesn’t,” Mr. Collins answered, his voice still infuriatingly soothing. “I don’t judge, Ara. But straight or not, I don’t like having people I don’t know in my house without me knowing it.” His voice turned menacing.
“I still don’t get you, Mr. Collins,” Ara said firmly.
Mr. Collins smiled, but it wasn’t a nice smile. “You had your girlfriend over yesterday,” he told Ara. “Her name’s Lauren, I gather. Lauren. That’s a nice name.”
Ara’s eyes grew wide. Lauren was her Achilles heel, and she forgot all about maintaining composure. “How did you-” she began, but Mr. Collins cut her off with a burst of chilly laughter.
“Cut it out, Ara!” he exclaimed. “You’re not fooling me with your act. I know you and your… girlfriend got all nasty on my couch. In my house, and with Sean asleep upstairs.” His eyes grew furious. “How could you do such a thing? Sean trusted you. I trusted you.”
“Mr. Collins,” Ara started, but again her employer cut her off.
“I want you out of this house, Ara,” Mr. Collins said calmly. “I want you out of our lives. No more babysitting Sean. No more lies.”
“Mr. Collins, I’m sorry,” Ara said frantically. “Okay, I admit I brought Lauren over, but that was the first time ever and I swear that would be the last!” She gazed at her boss pleadingly. “I promise that won’t happen again, just don’t fire me, I swear I’ll do anything.”
Mr. Collins’s expression didn’t change. “No, Ara, that’s-”
“Anything, Mr. Collins, anything,” Ara interrupted. An idea popped into her head, and before she could blink, she reached down and pulled her sweater off her head. The sweater was dark and Ara was feeling a bit naughty, so she had decided not to wear a bra underneath.
With her breasts bare, she stood in front of Mr. Collins. She stood proud and erect, making sure her breasts looked saucier than ever.
Mr. Collins was silent for a moment before he let out a deep booming laughter. He laughed so hard, he had to steady himself on the table.
“Is that all you can do?” he exclaimed, struggling to keep himself under control. “Dear Ara, I’ve seen enough tits that could last me more than a lifetime.” He grew serious again. “Although there’s something I want you to do, though.”
Ara was wary. She couldn’t believe she had the nerve to strip in front of her boss. But she was desperate. Not only did she need the babysitting money but she also cared for Sean too much. He was like the little brother she never had.
“What do you want?” she asked finally.
“I want you to fuck yourself, Ara,” Mr. Collins said softly. “I love sex, but not as much as I love seeing others do it in action. It’s so erotic.”
“That’s it?” Ara asked. But she felt dirty. She had played with herself countless times in the privacy of her room and even in front of Lauren, but never in front of a much-older man.
“It depends,” Mr. Collins answered. “Now do it.”
Ara took a deep breath. I guess there’s a first time for everything, she thought. Then she undid her jeans and slid them down to her feet.
Mr. Collins leaned back on the couch, gazing at Ara’s body appreciatively. “Nice body,” he said. “I want you to put on a show.”
Ara kicked at her jeans until her feet were free of them. She stood up and walked to where Mr. Collins was, where she stood in front of him. Clad only in her purple silk panties, Ara began to move her hips. She tossed her head back, letting her long blond hair float around her shoulders. She cupped her breasts with both her hands and began to squeeze them gently. The she ran her flat palms over her nipples until her pink nubs stood out alert and awake. She kept on running her palms over them, and she felt something gush out in between her legs. Her panties were getting soaked. She sneaked a look below and saw a small dark spot on her crotch.
Mr. Collins didn’t say anything. He simply leaned back on the couch and gazed up at Ara, waiting for her next erotic move. Ara ran her hands down to her flat, trim stomach. She toyed with her navel for a bit and ran her hands back up to her neck, where she stroked and caressed at the sensitive spots on her neck. She brought her hands back to her breasts and played with her tits some more. She was already incredibly aroused. Ara couldn’t help but moan softly. She was in it now, no doubt about it.
She let go of her breasts, and her hands went down to her panties. Ara bent slightly, as if to scratch an itch on her knee. She wiggled slightly so as to make her tits jiggle, and she knew Mr. Collins liked it because she saw his eyes grow wider at the sight of her jiggling twins.
Men, she thought, half-pleased and half-disgusted.
Ara stood up straight and spread her legs apart. She covered her chest with one hand while she inserted her other hand inside her panties. Her eager fingers found their target, the soaking-wet area between her legs that was her slit. Ara inserted two of her fingers down there. The sudden jolt sent sparks all over her body. Once again she moaned.
Her fingers slid in and out of her crack greedily. The friction created by the rubbing motion made her pussy produce more body juice. Ara was very wet in no time, a fact that was proven by the growing dark spot on the crotch of her panties. Her knees began to shake. She found she couldn’t support herself any longer, so she sank to her knees but without removing her hand in her pussy. On and on she went rubbing and thrusting her fingers in and out of her crack. The thought of masturbating in front of a much-older man now turned her on. The whole thing was so dirty, so erotic. She had to admit she couldn’t be this turned on in front of Lauren. Lauren aroused her a lot, but for Ara, that form of arousal wasn’t dirty. This thing with Mr. Collins, though, certainly qualified as dirty for Ara.
She was very much into it now. Her hips were now bucking, moving back and forth in time with sliding of her fingers inside her pussy. She slid another finger in, raising the count to three. The pleasure began to build up and grow more intense. Ara shut her eyes to further heighten her other senses. She was right. The sensations increased in intensity, and she gave out several soft cries to let some off the building pressure out.
A few moments later, she felt something brush against her mouth. She attempted to open her eyes, but a hand shut them back in place. The thing brushed against her mouth again. Curious, Ara parted her lips slightly, and that was when the thing invaded her mouth.
It was Mr. Collins’s cock.
Ara gasped in surprise, but with her boss’s cock in her mouth, the sound was muffled. She felt Mr. Collins force more of his cock inside her, and she opened her mouth wider to take in as much of his dick as she can. She pursed her lips just before the rod could penetrate her throat. Not now.
“Play, Ara,” Mr. Collins ordered.
The hand clamped over her eyes disappeared, but Ara kept her eyes shut. Her mouth devoured every inch of Mr. Collins’s cock. It was huge, she could tell. It barely fit inside her wide-open mouth and almost reached the area where her throat started. Ara began to suck and nibble, and the fingers in her cut resumed their erotic movements.
Mr. Collins gripped Ara’s hair then the sides of her head. He moved Ara’s head forward and backward, simulating thrusting motions. Ara obeyed and moved her head on her own. Mr. Collins moved his cock in time with Ara’s thrusting until their body movements were in harmony with each other.
Ara had an idea. She removed her hand from inside her panties and, with both hands, grabbed Mr. Collins’s balls. He moaned when she did this, and when she applied the faintest bit of pleasure, his moans became louder.
She couldn’t take the suspense anymore, so she opened her eyes. She looked down and saw she had almost all of Mr. Collins’s dick in her mouth. Her eyes traveled to Mr. Collins’s jewels, which she squeezed ever so gently. Mr. Collins gasped, more from pleasure than from pain. She reached for the spot between his organ and anus and pressed it lightly. Mr. Collins stiffened and yanked Ara’s hair. The motion hurt Ara’s scalp, but it raised her arousal levels more than it caused pain. She pressed the tender area again, and Mr. Collins jerked around.
She decided to focus on Mr. Collins’s cock. She opened her mouth even wider to accommodate all of him. She wanted to take him all in. Mr. Collins shoved his cock deeper into Ara’s mouth until it was practically in her throat. With the cock right where she wanted it to be, Ara resumed her sucking and humming motions. She moved her head in tune with her sucking and humming and felt Mr. Collins grow stiffer and even larger inside her.
