If you don’t wanna read a lot, scroll down to “That Night”

As a bit of context, I live in Switzerland and it’s known to be a quite reserved and conservative place , and my parents aren’t very different. Sex is a pretty taboo thing to talk about apart from jokes, people who can come near me are handpicked( more on that later) and whenever my bf wanted to come over, I’d have to basically schedule an appointment with dad. My family is pretty well off and they have very little time so we have a “guy” (or girl) for everything, we have a maid, gardener, an IT guy, etc. Each one of them is either a friend or handpicked by my parents so they don’t steal, kidnap me or whatever else. We also have a driver, who we will call Alex , mostly because they don’t want me to wander around drunk at night and apparently my friends can’t drive anywhere but off a cliff at 200 mph, so they can’t be trusted. I suspect it’s more to do with not wanting me to take some shady guy home, but I honestly don’t mind it too much, I don’t have to mess around with parking, I can relax on the way home from the gym or ballet, he packs my things, and I don’t have to yell at crazy people going the wrong way on the road doing 10 mph, I can just relax. Before you go on thinking I’m some president’s daughter being driven around in a Maybach, its nothing like that, I won’t say it’s commonplace but it’s definitely not unheard of to have a driver in Switzerland, and Alex is in his 40s, a retired pilot and he’s got lots of time, he doesn’t have a dress code but he usually wears an elegant shirt, he’s really well dressed. Naturally, I spend a lot more time with him than with anyone else, and he’s grown pretty comfortable with seeing me in underwear, it would be impractical to have him wait for me 3 times a day to change dresses, and I need help putting them on sometimes anyway and he has to help out. He knows my routine, what I like, and we always have a really nice chat together when I’m not super tired and just sleeping in the back seat.

That night

Fast forward to one evening, my parents were away in Belgium for the week and we were coming home from the gym with Alex when his car had a flat tire, his car had no spare and the tire fixing thing wouldn’t work because it was damaged on the side. Either way we made it back home but they could only get him a new tire the next day, so he decided to leave the car at our house and take a taxi. I told him to take mine, or that I’ll drive him home, he declined, saying that if my dad saw that his driver is being driven home by his daughter, he would be livid. I told him they won’t be back for 4 more days and that he could also just sleep here tonight, he isn’t going to bother anyone, and after about 15 mins he said fine and decided to stay.

This was during Covid and I was bored out of my mind so I was ecstatic to finally have someone in the house with me, we watched a movie, ordered some food, and I made him test all the red wine i could find with me. I asked him if he’s cold, what I meant by it is I’ll get up and turn on the heating but before I could, he wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me. I thought okay, what the hell, he’s seen me naked, this isn’t anything new. Some more wine later he mentions how stiff I am and starts massaging me. It all started to go downhill from here because I just can’t not moan silently if I’m tired, comfy, or warm, and I was all three of these things. I could feel his erection starting to grow against me as his massage became more intense. He kissed me a few times, and it felt like he was groping me sometimes, not massaging.

Before I knew it, it was almost 2 AM and his hands were all over me but I said we should go to sleep, so I gave him a towel and sent him to shower upstairs and I did the same downstairs. I get out in my robe 20 minutes later, thinking he’s already gone to sleep when I realized I forgot to make his bed in all the wine drinking. I didn’t expect to see him waiting for me on top of the stairs, and when I was about to explain where he’s gonna sleep, he pushed me against the wall and started making out with me. Now, I’ve been treated as a fragile princess all my life, by every boyfriend I had and now here’s this guy, my dad would kill him (and me) even if he had thoughts about me, and he’s slamming me against the wall and kissing me. I was shocked and frantically tried to explain what I’ve been trying to say, that he’s going to sleep in my parents room because I didn’t make his bed. He obliged by slowly moving us to their room while kissing me, and feeling under my robe and I thought oh my god we are both practically dead if they find out. He slammed me on the bed, started eating me out and I think I came in like a minute or so, I was so turned on and I felt like this is wrong at the same time.

He got on top of me and he slid into me while I was blushing and hiding my face, and he wasn’t trying to be gentle, he wasn’t careful not to give me any hard to explain bruises that might show up later. He was jackhammering me into the bed, and every thrust felt like an orgasm, sending jolts up my spine. There he was, my dads close friend, the driver they handpicked, fucking their daughter senseless in their bed. I loved every second of it, it was the first time I got fucked by a real man, hard and rough as I’m supposed to, slamming my body into the memory foam combined with the very fact that my strict parents would have us both shot if they found out. I came maybe 5 times, but I lost count honestly, and he ended the night by blasting me with a massive facial, it felt almost as if he finally got to do what he’s been wanting to do for a long time. My parents never found out, I cleaned up and it was like nothing has happened. I became such a slut after that night, and whenever I’m doing something naughty that dad wouldn’t be happy to hear, I tell Alex that I also have something about him that dad wouldn’t be happy to hear. ❤️