1. An Au Pair's Affair With A Widowed Father 1.


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: Speedinator72, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    TO THE READER: I've decided to change it up a little. This is a romantic story about a recently widowed father and a British nanny, who both find comfort & love for each oher. NOTE: The word "me" instead of "my" is used by the character Louise Spencer, because she supposed to be British. Therefore, there aren't any typos in any of her sentences.. Winter of 2004.. Louise Spencer was a young, American-born British gal who lived in Manchester England until her and some of her family moved back here in W. Michigan in our upscale neighborhood in Kent Co. My wife Jane & I hired her as a part-time au pair to our two small kids, ages six and four while both of us worked. Then sadly one day in October of 2003, Jane was murdered in a tragic holdup where she worked as a senior manager for a private, exclusive establishment. Turns out it was an inside job, after one of her employees was fired for embezzling thousands of dollars from the business. It was clearly an act of retaliation. So now, instead of Louise being a part-time au pair, I asked her to be a full-timer w/ benifits. Things were crazy at first, since we found out that her relatives she was staying with were moving back to England. But since she was originally born in the Grand Rapids area, she could legally stay here with me until she got back on her feet- aND wit out having to be deported. My kids Sally & Toby began to quickly bond with her anyway, since she felt like the mother they no longer have. So this might work out ...
    better than I originally intented. And with Louise being around, it was about to benefit all of us in more ways than one. Then late one brisk & cold night in early January, I happened to come home late after closing a major business deal. But nothing would prepared me for what I would be expecting next. As I came in through the back of our garage and into the living room, I smelt something sweet ad spicy coming from our kitchen. "Louise," I called out to her. And by the tone of her sweet, sexy, sultry English voice, she said, "Oh, hey Mr. Collins. I fixed you up something exquisite for dinner." At that moment, I was at a loss of words. So I said to her, "Thanks dear, you've been such a tremendous help to not only me, but to my kids as well." "You're very welcome Mr. Collins," she said. Then before she got up, she said, "if you don't mind, I'll go check up on your kids to make sure they're both asleep." "No problem dear," I said to her. Then I added, "By the way, you don't have to be formal with me anymore. You may call me Ron." "Okay Ron, I'll be right back," she said as she left the dining room. Now I've got to say, there's definitely something in the water when it comes to them British gals. Louise was a rather tall, slender built kind of gal with a real nice all-natural C cup boobs, a perfect round ass and straight, brown hair. And for someone who's in their early twenties like her, she sure as hell has it together. A few minutes after she came back in and sat down across ...
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