My Bad Boy Boss's Secret Baby

I remembered her heart-shaped ass as she bent over the open hood showing the other trainee how to replace the oil. She really was a little thing. Short and curvy but also strong. I’d seen her arm muscles and had no trouble believing she could do mechanical work. She probably had been for years.

I thought back to when I saw her out of her overalls — the sweet swell of her tits and the lovely curve of her ass in her day-to-day clothes. I took away the jersey and jeans in my head, leaving her in only her underthings, which I imagined as a pair of satin undies and a lace bra. Not sure why; it just seemed to fit her personality. It also left her looking like a real woman.

Taking my thick cock out of my jeans, I imagined her without the bra. Her beautiful huge tits in the open air, her hard nipples the size of pencil erasers. Then I relieved her of her panties. Her tight, pink pussy glistening with wetness just for me.

I wondered if Nina was a virgin though it didn’t seem likely. With a body like hers, she could have had any man she wanted. She was only twenty-one but could have been fucking since high school, which would have made her experienced. That was fine. But in my head, I fantasized that she was a virgin. I’d never fucked a virgin before and had always wanted to. There was something pure and sweet about an untouched pussy that made me want to cum hard.

I imagined Nina naked and on her knees, sucking my big cock ferociously, looking up at me confidently, almost defiantly, with those beautiful brown eyes. Sucking the cum up from deep in my balls, it felt like she was after my soul as well. Her mouth was tight, soft, and warm over my sensitive shaft. The smoothness of her inner cheeks pushed in against me as I took her chin and slammed my cock down to her throat. Drool started to run down her chin, but she never stopped.

Nina sucked until my shaft started to quiver. She sucked harder, pushing me over the edge until I coated her throat in my thick seed. Even then, she didn’t stop.

When she had sucked me good and dry, the little minx stood up, her eyes still burning into mine before turning around and bending over. Her hands hit the ground, but her bare ass was still at my waist. Fuck she was flexible!

I imagined taking her firmly by one of her hips, my young lover staying still and stoic as I slid my big cock in her. Her tiny virgin pussy grabbing hold, refusing to let go until I’d fucked her good and hard.

I did just that, pounding her sweet pink pussy until she screamed, never giving in. She thrust back against me as I fucked her, trying to get my thick dick deeper and deeper inside her. Her walls hugged me like a glove, massaging my shaft until I was ready to burst again.

Busting out a massive load into her sweet, tender pussy, I pulled out of my girl and shoved my cock up her ass — taking every inch of her innocent body. Nina whimpered a bit at first. It clearly was a new place for her, but she soon got used to it. Before long, I was pounding her tight little ass like I had fucked her sweet pink pussy. Nina howling all the way along, letting me know how fucking good my huge cock felt inside her.

I came hard, barely getting tissues from the box on the desk fast enough. As I leaned back in the chair in the afterglow, regular thought resumed — though with sudden and new clarity.

I’d never really been attracted to anyone that young before, but I couldn’t deny that Nina was super sexy, and I wanted her more than anything. More than any woman I’d ever seen. Because that’s what she was: a woman unto herself, capable of making her own decisions, as she had clearly shown with her initiative that day. The girl really was amazing. Not only super sexy but smart, capable, and confident too. Doing things with only her wits and a disorganized gaggle of interns, I wouldn’t know how to begin doing.

I had been absolutely wrong that first day. It wasn’t at all bad having a woman around the shop.

“Nina?” I said from the office door after I had cleaned up all the evidence.

She stood up and fixed me in the gaze of those brown eyes I was just fantasizing about. “Sir? Sorry, Chad?”

It was a quick save, but the others heard it. Will and Barry exchanged meaningful looks when she said sir. I got the feeling she had been raised in a pretty strict home where they had taught her to be polite, particularly to her elders and superiors.