Au pair Stories

It was Thursday night and Émilie was putting the children to bed. Sarah snuffled contentedly in her sleep and Harry was fighting a losing battle. His eyelids flickered once, twice, and then he was out. Émilie checked the intercom was switched on and carefully tiptoed her way out of the room. As she walked past the kitchen, she heard the pop of a wine cork. Audrey, her employer and the children’s mother, poured a couple of...

Émilie rang the doorbell and stepped back. She was a couple of minutes early but decided it looked better than being late. She brushed a strand of her shoulder-length brunette hair behind her ear and was just about to ring the bell a second time when the door opened. “Madame Bellingham?” “Hello, yes. You must be Émilie. I’m Audrey, come in.” Émilie looked around the hall as she followed Audrey into a bright airy kitchen....

She pushes open the bedroom door and sees her husband's head busy between the au pair's wide-spread thighs. The young girl is moaning loudly, her back arched above the rumpled sheets. His hands are squeezing her small breasts hard, making her big rust-red nipples pop out even farther.  "John! What the fuck do you think you're doing?"  He looks back over his shoulder, his mouth glistening with cunt. "Just trying to give Ju...