All About Eve - Footjob for Maid Evangeline
Evangeline's Bargaining Chip
A Footjob for Maid Evangeline
Evangeline nervously stood before her boss, her heart racing with anticipation. She'd been with the family for years, serving as a loyal maid and confidante. But now, with the wife's increased workload, her responsibilities had grown exponentially. It was time for a raise—and Evangeline was determined to get it.
She cleared her throat, trying to mask the tremor in her voice. "Sir, I believe I deserve a raise," she began. "The housekeeping duties have doubled since your wife started working such long hours. I'm doing my best, but it's becoming overwhelming."
The man sighed heavily, his gaze drifting off to the side. Evangeline could see the loneliness in his eyes, and an idea began to formulate in her mind. "Sir, if you give me the raise I'm asking for," she continued, her voice taking on a newfound confidence, "I could help you with your loneliness."
His eyes snapped back to hers, a spark of interest igniting in their depths. "How do you mean, Evangeline?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She slowly inched closer to him, her heart pounding in her chest. "I could...entertain you, sir," she breathed. "Cook you a special dinner, give you a nice massage...or even something more intimate."
The man's breath hitched, and for a moment, Evangeline thought she'd gone too far. But then, to her surprise, he stood up from his chair and nodded. "I think that could be arranged," he murmured, walking towards her.
As he approached, Evangeline felt a thrill coursing through her veins. This was it—she'd won. She stood up straighter, meeting his gaze head-on, her chest heaving with anticipation. Without another word, he pulled her onto the couch beside him and drew her into an intense embrace.
The Bargain Sealed
A Slow, Oily Footjob
Evangeline couldn't believe it—she'd gotten her raise, and more importantly, she'd gotten closer to her boss than she'd ever dreamed possible. As they sat together on the couch, she couldn't help but look down at her feet, covered in olive oil. She'd planned this meticulously; the slick substance would make his cock slide effortlessly into her mouth.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. Slowly, she began to unlace her shoes, her fingers trembling slightly as she undid the first knot. The man watched her intently, a hungry look in his eyes. As she finally slipped her shoes off, revealing her stocking-clad feet, she felt a wave of arousal wash over her.
With her heart hammering in her chest, she turned to face her boss, offering him the first taste of what was to come. He grasped her ankle firmly, pulling her foot towards him. His eyes never left hers as he buried his face between her legs, his tongue lapping up the sweet nectar that dripped from her pussy.
Moaning softly, Evangeline leaned back against the couch, letting out a shaky breath. This was it—the moment she'd been waiting for. As he pulled her closer, his cock pressing against her lips, she opened her mouth wide, welcoming him inside.
His thrusts were slow and steady, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could feel the heat building within her, the anticipation of what was to come. And then, finally, he pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices.
Without a word, he lifted her legs onto his shoulders, positioning her for the ultimate pleasure. And then, with one powerful thrust, he plunged his cock deep inside her, filling her completely. As he began to move, Evangeline closed her eyes, surrendering to the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.
Their lovemaking was fierce and intense, fueled by desire and the thrill of their forbidden encounter. As they moved together, Evangeline could feel the power dynamics shifting between them, the lines of control blurring. But one thing was certain: this was a bargain she'd never regret.
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