Danica paused outside the bathroom door, her tall frame casting a confident shadow under the hallway light. At forty-two, the new housekeeper ran the estate with effortless command, her brunette waves pinned loosely and her full breasts straining against her crisp blouse. Inside, nineteen-year-old Daniel soaked in the tub, home from college and still the shy virgin she had pegged the moment she met him. She knocked once, voice smooth as silk. "Daniel, may I come in? The water's been running a while."
He stammered permission, cheeks already flushing as she entered and closed the door behind her. "You look tense, darling," she said, rolling up her sleeves with a wicked little smile. "Can I teach you how to relax properly?" Daniel blinked, small frame sinking lower in the water, but her presence filled the room like heat. She knelt beside the tub, soaping a cloth with deliberate slowness. "You're awfully quiet for a boy who's been staring at me all week. Tell me, has anyone ever touched you like this?" Her hand slipped beneath the surface, washing his chest first, then lower, fingers brushing his already hardening cock.
Daniel's breath hitched. "Danica, I... I've never..." She chuckled, low and throaty, her large breasts brushing the tub's edge as she leaned in. "Good. I like being the first." The cloth dropped away; her bare hand wrapped around his stiff length, stroking in long, unhurried pulls. "Look at you, getting so hard for me already. Such a good boy." Water rippled around them while she worked him, thumb circling the head until he was panting, hips twitching despite his shyness.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" she murmured, speeding her rhythm just enough to make him groan. Sweat beaded on his brow as her grip tightened, twisting on each upstroke. "You're dripping for me under here. Horny little thing." Daniel's hands gripped the tub sides, eyes wide, but he didn't stop her. When his cock throbbed dangerously close, she eased off with a teasing wink.
Danica stood then, shedding her clothes in unhurried layers until her lush body was bare, nipples tight, her own pussy visibly wet and glistening. She climbed into the tub, straddling his lap with commanding grace. "Now, can I teach you how to use that mouth?" She guided his head between her thighs, sighing as his tongue found her. "That's it, good boy—lick my pussy just like that." Her fingers tangled in his hair, hips rolling against his face until she was panting, thighs trembling around him.
Satisfied, she shifted lower, gripping his cock and sinking onto it in one smooth motion. Daniel gasped as her tight heat enveloped him. Danica rode him with slow, powerful rolls of her hips, ass flexing, breasts bouncing above him. "Feel how wet I am for you? Cum for me, good boy—fill me up." His first climax hit hard, cock pulsing deep inside her while she ground down, chasing her own release with a sharp cry. They stayed locked together, breathing heavy, water cooling around their sweating bodies.
Danica brushed damp hair from his forehead, lips curving in promise. "That was only the beginning, darling—next time I'll show you so much more."
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