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- Herausgeber: Belle Hart
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
21-year-old Nina is still lactating and having sex with her boss. She's also enjoying her new job as an escort, especially her date with a celebrity, the CEO of a huge company. He's an older man and really knows how to drive her wild in bed.
This is story #5 of the "Cream for My Boss" series. This story is also included in the ebook "Cream for My Boss: The Collection".
Length: Short Story, 4300 words.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
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Cream for My Boss 5
by Belle Hart
Author's note: All sexually active characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Copyright 2016 by Belle Hart
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Cream for My Boss 5
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Cream for My Boss 5
It’s a hot summer night when I walk down the sidewalk in front of motel room doors, looking for 104. I’m wearing short jean shorts and a tank top. I have a curvy body, not overweight, just sexy. My breasts are bigger than usual right now because I’m breastfeeding. I’m wearing light make-up on my pretty face and my long blond hair is falling in big round curls onto my shoulders and back.
I’m 21, a single mom, and I sell my body for money. My boss got me into this. It’s a good way to make money for my son and me, since I only clean house for my boss once a week. Not enough money to live on doing that. I find the room I’m looking for and knock on the door. I left my purse in my car, so I don’t have anything to fiddle with nervously as I wait. I’ve only been doing this escort thing for a week, not quite used to it, but enjoying it so far.
The door opens and a handsome older man is standing there. Tall, gray hair, suntan. He must play outside, because he doesn’t look like the type to work outside. He’s wearing dark pressed pants, an expensive thin belt, and a neatly-ironed shirt tucked into his pants. He’s taking off his watch as he stares down at me.
“Hi,” I say finally. It’s all I can get out.
“Nina?” he asks.
“Yes.”
He opens the door wider for me to enter. I suddenly realize I know him from somewhere. Yes, he’s on TV a lot. He’s the CEO of a big corporation with a factory in the next town. Holy shit.
