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As soon as she saw him, her heart skipped a beat. Blake was the epitome of everything she found desirable in a man: tall, muscular, tan, and with piercing blue eyes that looked right through her. He was her boss, the rich and handsome owner of the posh mansion where she was temporarily employed as a live-in nanny.

Dawn had at all times been attracted to older men, but Blake was in a league of his own. He was thirty years her senior, and yet she couldn’t help feeling aroused every time she caught a glimpse of him. She had tried to dismiss her cravings at first, knowing it was wrong to lust after her employer, but her resistance was slowly crumbling.

The more time she spent around him, the harder it became to withstand. She would watch him from a distance, admiring the way he moved, the way he talked, the way he breathed. She longed to touch him, to feel his skin against hers, to smell his cologne and taste his lips.

One day, when Blake’s wife was out of town and their four-year-old daughter was fast asleep, Dawn decided to take the plunge. She had never been bold with men, but something about Blake made her feel reckless and uninhibited.

She walked into his home office, where he was busy typing away on his computer, and stood silently behind him. He turned around and smiled at her, his eyes glittering with amusement.

“Hello, Dawn. Is everything all right?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes,” she whispered, moving closer. “Everything is perfect.”

She reached for his broad shoulders and began to massage them, feeling the tension melt away under her fingers. Blake leaned back in his chair with a contented sigh, closing his eyes.

“You have magic hands,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Dawn felt a shiver run through her body as she heard the desire in his voice. She knew what she wanted, and she was not gonna be denied.

She moved around the desk, straddling his lap, and looked into his eyes. They were darker now, filled with want and need.

“Dawn,” he said, warningly.

“Shh,” she said, putting a finger on his lips. “Let me.”

She leaned in, capturing his mouth with hers in a deep, devouring kiss. His arms came around her, pulling her closer, as their tongues explored each other’s mouths.

Blake’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts through her thin blouse, sliding down her back to squeeze her ass. Dawn moaned, feeling her panties grow damp with arousal.

They broke the kiss, panting heavily.

“I don’t think we should do this,” Blake said, trying to be responsible.

Dawn shook her head, her eyes blazing.

“I don’t care. I want you, Blake. I’ve wanted you from the moment I met you. Please don’t tell me no.”

He hesitated for a moment, looking into her pleading eyes, then nodded.

“All right. But we have to be careful. We’ll get caught if we’re not.”

She smiled wickedly. “I’m not afraid of getting caught. I want to take risks with you.”

She untucked his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, and began to undo his belt. Blake watched her with a mixture of awe and lust, his hands exploring her body with an expert touch.

They made love right there in the office, under the watchful eyes of the computer and the bookshelves. Dawn felt as if everything had fallen into place, as if she had finally found her true calling in life: to be Blake’s lover, at any cost.

They continued their affair for several months, meeting in secret whenever they could. Dawn learned to be discreet and silent, slipping into Blake’s bed at night like a shadow. They made love with a wild abandon, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies.

It was a forbidden love, a love that could never be made public. But they did not care. For them, love was a dangerous game, full of risks and rewards.

One day, however, dawn received a letter from Blake’s wife, informing her that she had hired a private investigator to spy on her husband and his employees. She knew about their affair, and she was threatening to expose them if they did not end it immediately.

Dawn was terrified. She did not want to lose Blake, but she also did not want to be responsible for his ruin. She decided to break things off with him, hoping that he would figure out.

When she told him, he was devastated.

“I can’t live without you, Dawn,” he said, his eyes filling with tears. “You’re the only thing that makes my life worth living. Please don’t leave me.”

Dawn was torn. She loved him too, but she knew that their love was doomed.

“I’m sorry, Blake. I have to go.”

She packed her bags and left, feeling a gigantic emptiness inside her. She knew that she had made the right decision, but it hurt like hell.

Years later, as she sat on her porch, sipping a glass of wine and watching the sunset, she wondered about Blake. She thought if he had ever found happiness after she left, or if he had been destroyed by his wife’s revelations.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice behind her.

“Dawn.”

She turned around, her heart racing, and saw Blake standing there, tall and handsome as ever.

“Blake!” she cried out, rushing towards him.

He caught her in his arms, holding her tight.

“I’ve missed you so much, Dawn. I never forgot about you.”

She looked up into his eyes, seeing the same passion and longing that she had felt so many years ago.

“Blake, I…”

“Shh,” he said, putting a finger on her lips. “Let me.”

He leaned in, capturing her mouth with his in a deep, erotic kiss. Dawn felt her body respond to him as if no time had passed, as if they had never parted.

They made love right there, in the cool of the evening, under the stars. It was a different sort of love now, a love that had matured and ripened with time. They knew that their affair was still a secret, that the risks were still there, but they did not care. They were together again, after all these years, and that was all that mattered.

As they lay in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined, Dawn knew that she had found her true love. She knew that she would at all times love Blake, at any cost.
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