We have a year as lovers, and our relationship was tight and full and — with his wife he did not sleep (at least said so) and even often stayed the night with me. The first violent sexual acts in our head office has almost come to naught, but still occasionally has happened to my delight. But sometimes some things are so distracted my the second principle that he didn't pay much attention to me, as, for example, that ordinary Friday.
The reason for this behavior is clarified when the boss with wide eyes and ran into the reception room:
— Rimma, we now still are the auditors of the tax!
But, Bor, you're told that everything is under control...
— You don't understand! Tame official yesterday who called me — goes Intern that wants to curry favor and dig seriously! Now called and said that he would be right now. So, you have to hold it for 15 minutes until I will destroy all of paper black accounting and will erase all of the criminal files.
— How am I supposed to do that?
— For me to teach you?
Boss jumped me and with my fumbling fingers undid a couple of buttons on the blouse, and then opened the resulting neckline to the bow on the bust:
— That's it! — he contentedly looked at my neatly stacked in the neck roundness. And he might want to overlook the corporate network. Put it on your computer advertising Intro about our company, it also is buggy and while playing, the rest of the data inaccessible... And the last: I will call briefly when you destroy all the incriminating evidence. You're still my call a special ringtone?..
As soon as the second principle came to his office, on the threshold of the reception a young man about my age, a little nervously, but with a certain challenge, looked around and smiled a trademark grin:
— Good afternoon, Victoria E., I...
He broke off, because I got up from the table and went to meet him. It a little drunk clouded his look it was clear what effect my approach. I knew that look on all of 100%: a dark, narrow skirt, barely reaching the knee and accentuates the feminine hips, shapely legs, covered in stockings middle mesh, fine, very open shoes at incredible heels... and the blouse! A half size too small than required to show a slender waist, clear to tempt a thin translucent lace bra, and even a little seen darkening areas of the nipples, and also generously opened on his chest by the hands of the boss...
"Bastard, well studied, and our firm even knows the name of the Secretary," thought I, and she, charmingly smiling, gently took the man by the arm and cooed, adding in a voice clearly measured intimacy:
— Sit down at my Desk, I have included for you a video about our firm, you assess the success of the team and the management team, I accidentally pressed my chest to his shoulder when he pushed the inspectors to the computer: let them feel the emotional elasticity and volume. — As, incidentally, apply to you?
— Daniel... um... Daniel V.... — he, like 99% of men who tried to look into her eyes, trembling afraid to look in the neck: how is it faring tempting curves? It happened always when men thought that I can notice indiscreet looks, not realizing that these views are thrown furtively, still felt fine.
— Sit down, Daniel V., I playfully pushed on the shoulders of men, to remain absolutely stunned, and he collapsed into the chair, then staring at the display. — Tea? Coffee? We have amazing espresso, nowhere so don't try!
I turned and, swinging my hips slightly more than usual, approached the economic corner. Well, no, Daniel, you won't miss a moment of my performance!
I went for coffee, not bending legs, feeling like crawling up the skirt. I even gave the man to admire on the edge of the elastic stocking, and that he, not looking up, eagerly groped look my elastic sports ass, not to be questioned. Approximately in the same manner I filled a tall glass from the cooler, put everything on a tray and carried it with such a smile that seems to suggest to try not coffee, and myself.
And you ought to happen: issuing a complex pattern hip touched the edge of the table, the glass wobbled and tried to tip over. On instinct I lifted the tray and pressed it to itself, but water still spilled on the blouse. I annula... and spilled coffee on my pants Daniel! "Chicken! — I cursed myself. — The entire experience was ruined! Now the reviewer will get angry and will be harder to check our finances!".
However, it may not be all that bad? I noticed that the water from the soaked blouse, and a bust is not that Shine, and completely give you to admire my pink charms, only when fell on his knees and tried to wipe snatched a napkin stains from the pants Daniel! What is there "wet t-shirt contest"! I practically stood with bare Boobs in front of strange men... but... But the reviewer was required to appease after a small incident, and I instead of race change or at least put on a jacket, only languidly glanced at his face from under long lashes and bit his teeth lower lip:
— Oh, what a nuisance, charming I smiled and continuing to pointedly look into the eyes of Daniel, he pretended to shake off the moisture with elastic hemispheres over the wet fabric... Oh what I do for a loved one! But what hasn't he called? It is still not cleaned up all the traces? So in fact to sin for a long time: what would the tax collector, without the hesitation witness the lowering to her knees before him blonde touches herself intimately, showing the quivering flesh, and even while smiling like a charm? Come on, darling, call me soon, not That... "not" I to think don't have time, because Daniel suddenly jumped up, picked me up and muttering: "How so? I've made you bleed! Let me help you!", launched me back to him and began in turn to shake the non-existent by this point drops with Boobs laid in a wet bra!... I — what? I'm just exciting breathing, trembling, as if trembling from the touch of men's hands, wondering whether instead to clean myself up, blaming the inspectors of harassment? What better to distract him from the duties of the offended blond or blonde, invitingly quivering? The situation was really quite relaxing and stimulating — if it was not for me, not so unusual (I've never cheated on your lover), and behind the door was not my permanent partner, of course!
For a long time I thought! Daniel misled my plangent sighs and non-resistance, gritted my wet Breasts, and then pushed the bra cups down, exposing supple flesh. He is not hiding, looking over my shoulder, as his fingers mauled the naked roundness, sometimes gently caressing the swollen nipple pads. From the last I have genuinely flinched with the noise of exhausting air through gritted teeth. "No, well what is waiting for Barca?" I thought, feeling a tugging excitement between my thighs. And Daniel is already unbuttoned her blouse and opened it, began for me: my Tits and squeezing until red marks, and nipples squeezed before sweet pain, which I sometimes had to bite his lip not to moan in earnest... Call now, and then I climb under her skirt! Man, does thiscause my Breasts with one hand and passionately nibble the lobe of the ear, sometimes a clinking of teeth on the ring, really lifted the hem and stroked the skin of thigh above the stocking. However, he did not stop, and his fingers crept to the panties, so in the end, with the power to penetrate between ...
the legs and squeeze the crotch so that I, onnov, poised. Heat fingers felt even through the fabric of the tiny triangle covering my pubic hair, and enjoyment seriously prodernoa my whole body, starting from the nipple down to the genital lips, squeezed mercilessly through the fabric.
— I now! hoarsely I cooed, trying to temper the breath, no nonsense violently heaved my chest. Just check on the boss...
I managed to wriggle out of the hot embrace and run to the door to the office Borka. Only at the last moment I remembered what disheveled appearance are in wide open blouse and bare Tits, which bears traces of men's fingers, so I slightly bent down and slid into a small gap just the head. The boss sat behind a Desk, frantically clicking keys.
For a long time?
Barca never looked in my huge panic eyes:
— Another 20 minutes.
— How much? Not-e-et — I almost screamed at the end, because it felt like the rear under skirt gets man's hand and confidently caressed sex lips through the fabric, and then enters together with it into the hole.
— Yes! the boss finally looked up. And then slashed the edge of his hand across his throat and whispered among lips: — Otherwise kirdyk all around, so do what you want, but it should not get to the files.
I hurriedly slammed the door to immediately be in a tight embrace, more masculine thigh was between my legs, pressing the lower jaw so that my breathing was already returning to normal, again became violent and frustrated. To all why men's palm gripped my buttocks and began to raise and lower, making my whole crotch had rubbed against his thigh.
— Come On, Daniil Viktorovich! The boss will be done soon...
But muzzy passion man was not so easy to stop, besides, he probably heard Boris talked about 20 minutes, when insidiously crept up behind me. Instead of an answer I easily picked up on hands and soon I was lying on my own Desk with my Tits and moved apart legs — this Daniel with the force spread my knees. erotic stories sexytales how can it be called? Our Fly-Tsokotukha in the area dragged... With nefarious intentions... Nothing, yet see — not in reality, I give myself to a stranger male in order to gain time?
I playfully smiling, she pushed her panties aside, exposing needful a grateful audience a moistened sponge, but then pressed the heel of Daniel's shoulder. He was intelligent and quickly leaned to the vagina lips. I moaned, arched forward and he threw his head back, pretending (or perhaps already not quite portraying) a passionate pleasure, and at the same time pondering the philosophical question: cunnilingus with another man — it is treason or not? Thinking, I hoped to escape, not wanting to succumb to the gentle caresses... But there it was! Male tongue was doing between her thighs such delightful things! First he went through all folds lightly, barely touching so that I could hardly resist not to ask to move to a more effective way. But then Daniel made a hard language, and the sharp tip parted her lips, passing through the sensitive area, casually touching the clitoris, and I moaned softly, unable to resist the pleasure. And then the man began for me in earnest: his tongue fluttered all the folds, like a butterfly, sometimes casually going inside. Or the hard male lips sucking on my soft lips, pulling and absorbing them deep into his mouth. Or my vagina is under attack language made spatula that falls along all the cracks and ruthlessly minuvshego pliable sponge. "Dear! Call soon! — I kept repeating like a mantra. — Dear! Call... Ohhh... Too Late..."
Under the able and varied sex I had not noticed, stopped to watch hopefuls the hair from excess of emotion. This took advantage of Daniel. Here's my body obediently bends, yielding to the pressure of the men's mouth, but it is pierced by a big cock. When the man had lowered his pants and Stripping or sex? I missed that he puts a hot head to a well-trained vagina? Oh, and to glide into a well-greased hole between the invitingly spread apart legs was already a matter of technique.
I closed my eyes and ate a sponge, listening to their feelings, and Daniel, the slave enduring men's egoism, without any sentimentality with a flourish scoring member in pitifully blubbering vagina. Moreover, he grabbed my foot, still abandoned on his shoulder, with both hands and began to play with my limp outstretched in front of him the body with terrifying speed and depth, so much so that the eggs loudly slapped on the ass walking shaking from this treatment... So I still have no fucked! But angry was not neither forces, nor that there to hide, desires. I lacked only incoherent groans, but the attempt is still more to unfold in front of assertive man, so it was absolutely easier to drive a wooden stake as deep as possible. And this is not even hampered by the fact that the corner of the table dug into her ass, and back stabbed something — whether a calculator or a set of markers... Well, that at least in the beginning, I managed to look like a chair stapler.
The thought of the stapler has flown so very quickly, because Daniel stopped to catch his breath from the frenzied handling my soiled vagina, and then suddenly leaned forward and captured a nipple with his teeth, starting to pull his tongue inside. I only managed thankfully to moan and bend forward, as he immediately attacked the second. This time he was tender and lightly sucked painfully hard bump soft lips. And then with a rage attacked first. Exquisite torture, the gentle, the brutal, lasted long, the man did not forget to periodically drive the cock into me, ramming my vagina to the full depth, and his hands periodically squeezed my ass, making my hole very sweetly fidget on the hard trunk.
I could not stand this, then gentle, then rough — on the verge of a foul, — treatment. My body huddled in front of a man in sweet agony, loud moans were torn out of his chest despite the fact that I was biting his knuckles in an attempt to temper its ardor...
I was still floating in starry space when I was put and quickly stripped of all clothing except the stockings and the belt. I'm ashamed to say I didn't fight it, and to my face, I'm afraid, stuck beatific smile clinical idiot that I couldn't get rid of despite all attempts.
Daniel felt like that after delivered to me pleasure, he can do with me all what your heart desires. She wished, and I obediently got down in front of a man on his knees, not even bothering to resist, or at least to say... And then all thoughts just knocked out of my head — large, slightly curved, with a beautifully carved head of a penis was in front of my nose, shivering, as if in anticipation. And I don't have to wait long, nosedives on his mouth, and immediately took the head on the throat. However, Daniel's special delights were not required he gathered my hair in his fist on the back of the head and began to drive the penis into my mouth completely as well as recently in the vagina. From me already nothing depended, and was not required — just keep the teeth away and diligently to do the lips with a ring that slides on the shaft. I simply fucked in the mouth, it is not interested in how I feel about that. But if asked with surprise I noted a few minutes a wild, hard, unbelievable Blowjob, I'd have to admit that it is not against such treatment! Especially if that's the way to run his hand between my thighs and sink my long nails in a knackered sponge, and then enter a finger inside, slowly moving it in a wet hole.
Overall I was fully prepared to continue when Daniel pulled the cock from my mouth and began to slap my lips, which I carefully pulled, saying:
— Change of position, Victoria E.. And now I want to have you really, feeling slowly...
He lifted me to my feet and get out of the lowered trousers (I couldn't resist to stay the whole time for hard dick), dropped to the floor stapler and then sat in my chair, looking ravishing my body is greedy, predatory, possessive look. And then turned me around and forced to sink to proudly risen member. I barely had time to be widely spread legs, osetljiva the most wonderful for a woman option the seat, and then moaned from the excess of emotion: how my body missed the hot fullness bursting of the vagina!
At first I tried to make the jump, but Daniel squeezed my thighs. I gasped, because it seemed to me that the member is about to go through the stomach somewhere in the region of the navel, and ear heard the soft whisper:
— Do not rush! I'm almost ready, but still want to enjoy your body.
I obediently froze, even though I wanted stormy to continue... But do such men no? Besides, he imperiously attracted me to themselves, and then one rough hand crushed my breast, at the same time firmly holding the nipple between the middle and ring finger, and the second began to caress the area of the jaws. And I could only pitifully low, even though I wanted to scream and yell refined affection, coupled with a hot cock inside quickly brought my body to the same state that was before the orgasm. I almost did not even upset that Daniel was still in a shirt and jacket, and I felt his body blades, but my fingers sometimes gently stirring a thick growth of sperm poured on the eggs...
But that was not all! Sometimes the man grabbed my hips, slightly lifted and began to tear up with the speed of the sewing machine, and I'm feeling weak-willed machine fuck, only wailed, trying to stifle the loud moans. Then all returned to the exquisite torture to which he subjected the most sensitive parts of my body obediently trembling... And I realized the expression "Out of the frying pan into the fire", trying to figure out what is better for me without sentimentality and tear, as a last fuck, or when gently and delicately caress. Trying to decide has been taken, because this differentiated approach has put me on the brink of orgasm, and I wanted to cum at the same time with Daniel. It was necessary though as-that to distract from the skilled hands and hard penetration! And perhaps this saved us a tiny part of the consciousness, not hurt mind-blowing pleasure, I felt, rather than heard, footsteps behind the door.
I had not thought of anything better than to simply collapse down between the Desk and the window, nearly knocking his head on the wall. Not many places have secretaries. I had to take the knee-elbow position in confined space. I closed my eyes, feeling completely stupid, skukozhilas in the corner, but then came the voice of the boss:
— Good afternoon... uh... where... uh... my Secretary? Here you have everything in order? And then I heard the sounds of a struggle.
— No, nothing like that is definitely not happening, ' replied the imperturbable voice of Daniel.
I cautiously looked over his shoulder... And almost howled in despair, Daniel sat at ease lounging in my chair, his jacket was open, shirt unbuttoned on the bottom couple of buttons, not covering the protruding invincible erection!
Oh, no! Now the bottom half is hidden from the boss table, but if Barca will be right... And what do I tell him? It's not what you think, just in the Nude is much more convenient to find the fallen clip! Ask why Daniel Viktorovich such a hard-on? And he liked... well, liked!!! ... a video about our firm...
— Do you have some question for me? again I heard the voice of the boss. — I'll be with you in about five minutes.
— Oh, don't worry, all of my questions successfully solves Victoria E.! You have a very Executive Secretary...
So ill-mannered. More and ernichat in such a situation! I barely howls of panic, and he's making jokes!
Remained the main question, but I'm sure she brilliantly solves it.
— Excellent! If you don't mind, tell her I'll be with you in five minutes, and ask her to continue in the same spirit... the same spirit! with the pressure said the boss. She needs to understand.
Well, great! I then quietly (and not only quietly) fuck, and he insists that it lasted? And what do I care that he does not know what there doing to me!!! All I offended! Let Daniel continues: by this point ambiguous situation, instead of discourage, on the contrary support a wild desire again to get a hot cock inside.
Meanwhile he heard a car door slamming, and then moving on to the laminate rollers of the chair. I turned around to ask, "Gone?", but saw me hanging Daniel. But how else? I'm located in a very inviting position, why would the man not to use it? Why am I not surprised? My holes shamelessly offered themselves, presenting an easy target, and the man rushed to her, not noticing anything around. What am I? I just caved in, invitingly vzdornov ass, and groaned at the mere anticipation.
But Daniel did not take me the usual way, and put the hot head to the anus.
— Oh, Yes! Do it! — I moaned, wanting to feel belonging to this man once and for all.
The large head entered slowly and hard, making me wheeze from the pain, but I'm not opposed, hoping to be of service to Daniel in any way, what is it I require. Finally hard cock slid into her ass, stretching it out so I thought a little more and he will break me.
However, after some time I got used to it, besides my fingers vengeance fingered wet folds and sometimes inside that little fuck is still current vagina.
Daniel pushed me in the ass once, twice, and from my throat burst out a quiet groan... But not of pain but of pleasure! I froze, trying to understand the blend of their experiences — both pain and pleasure. And the man found my submission for the invitation to continue and began to seriously handle stretched hole. I screamed, but only deeper pushed a couple of fingers into the vagina, feeling through the thin partition, as he walks in the ass hard piston...
And after some time I moved towards the man's hips. First gently, afraid of losing the delightful feeling of pleasure, and then more confidently, realizing that I want to be bitten in the ass as well as quite recently, vaginally, and orally too. And after a few moments Daniel again wrapped my hair in his fist, forcing him to bend to the crunch in the back, and began to stick my writhing body like a carcass on a spit... And I could not resist a wild ride, crashing into orgasm. I have felt the pulse of my anus on the hard trunk, I still felt like shrinking muscles of the vagina on my fingers, but I was not here. In Nirvana, in space, inside a volcano or in the middle of the solar vortex...
The man couldn't resist my bright orgasm. He pulled the cock from my ass and placed it between the buttocks, began to throw my back abundant drops of semen. Pattering on the skin of the seed and the feeling of the pulsing member near still cutting holes extended even more mind-blowing experience. I think I could not resist a few loud cries...
Briefly and then blurted out the phone. Oh, you're right on time, boss! Or are we on time? "In General, all's well that ends well!", I thought, trying to adopt some kind of more acceptable position than the pose of cancer. No, I understand that Boris will come out, but anything with myself could not do: I embraced the feeling of overall happiness and at the same time, I felt like a test, wanting to blur the cake next to the puddles of semen, flowing over the ribs and thighs.
Saved me Daniel. He lifted me a few seconds, whispering some kind of stupidity, threw on a blouse and even somehow pulled the skirt and the rest kick was thrown under the table. He barely had time to jump into the middle of the reception, how come the boss. I desperately panicked that he would see that I have under my shirt no bra and thin fabric could not hide the dark circles of the nipples, in the waiting room desperately smells of tart sperm, but I am disheveled, retromania and still choking after intercourse. Everything else is indecent blouse clung to the body, watered on the back by a sperm, and Daniel was made to feel an inferiority complex — he just walked in — elegant, not a bit rumpled (including pants, and when did he wear?), as if he was screwing a 40 minute foreign Secretary!
However, Boris was not up to me: he squint stared at Daniel:
— You're not relying from the Tax? I just got a call and said that the RAID is canceled! Who are you?
— Oh, I don't know your relationship with the IRS. I'm the Director of a competing company... found Out my channels all about your firm and it helped to know who first knocks down the prices, and then supplies a defective product...
Oh! OOO!! OOOOOH!!! This is what I gave myself to the left of the man for nothing? Yes, competitor!
— However, — Daniel carelessly waved his hand, Victoria E. very convincingly proved to me that you can be friends and not make trouble...
Well, great! Now it turns out that I got laid (albeit very high quality) only in order not to inflate the scandal?
— Get out! growled the boss and slammed the door on Daniel, who immediately turned to me.
But I somehow didn't want to snarl at the insolent, who used my body for free... Right "Inspector" of some kind in the people!... Quite the contrary — I was looking at him with loving eyes and anything with myself could not.
Meanwhile, Daniel put in front of me a business card:
And you know, Victoria E., I have a vacant place for personnel managers. I'm sure you will cope in this position. And if you have any difficulty, you can always contact me and we will solve all the issues with eye to eye... Well, you understand me... — and he mischievously winked at me. See you on Monday at the address specified by 9-00...
PS. I am writing this the evening of the following Monday in the office of a competing firm in a new position of HR Manager. I'm not wearing any underwear, as my new boss first called me before lunch and then I went to find out a few questions, and the second time Daniel has been recognized that the presence of me in panties and bra — is inappropriate.
Oh Yes, a Daniel with the finances all in order, and he is unmarried. So offer attractive prospects... I certainly showed himself to be an absolute fucking Friday, but what man does not dream that his wife was a whore?... But only him! So all in my hands... or Rather, her mouth, vagina and ass...
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