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Her husband was waiting for her at home. In a specially rented apartment - a lover. And if the husband, perhaps, did not feel much impatience, then about the lover, who traveled for the meeting for a hundred and fifty kilometers, this could not be said. She was still, like the last idiot, stuck at work and, although the working day was long gone, there was not the slightest opportunity to leave.

At the chief some important clients gathered: five fattened, shiny and overflowing with the consciousness of their importance of bulls. Sometimes the boss let her go home in such cases. But not today. It seems that this meeting was really important for him. Having patiently listened to all her arguments, why she can’t linger today, he looked at her with a long flickering look and gave out in an unquestioned tone:

- You are my assistant and therefore you will be here exactly as long as necessary, if necessary, until the morning. And do everything that I tell you. Otherwise, tomorrow you will take a kick out of here. Clear?

Leah did not object and just nodded dejectedly. She managed to understand that when the chief says something in such a tone, it is useless to argue with him.

The chef retired with the guests in the office, dryly muttering the terms of the proposed contract. Leah sat at the computer in the waiting room and had nothing to do, listening to muffled voices from behind the door. It was difficult to make out anything but separate words and phrases. And the topic of conversation interested her at the moment is not enough. A couple of times she would bring coffee and sandwiches to the assembled people, change ashtrays overflowing with cigarette butts. The debate over various prepayments and conventional units did not cease even when it appeared, yet from time to time, Leah caught the eyes of those gathered who paid tribute to her slender legs, which were almost not covered by a short dress. It habitually fascinated and tickled nerves.

Otherwise, everything was extremely gray and boring. There was absolutely nothing to do. Wall clocks measured out minute by minute. By seven o'clock, Leah managed to try all the games that were only on her computer, but could not concentrate on any of them. I thought about my husband, about my lover. I wonder if he wants to see her after today? She couldn't call and somehow apologize, because there was no telephone in that apartment, and in the morning he had to leave for work again away from the city. Wonder you can imagine.

By nine, the discussion finally came to an end. The chief jumped out of the office with a corrected copy of the contract, which was urgently to be redone, up and down. Having regained hope for a speedy deliverance, Leah pounded hard on the keyboard. The men in the office relaxed, waiting. Coffee and sandwiches replaced expensive cognac, chocolates, fruits. From behind the door, it was no longer a monotonous business boom that was heard, but the laughter and cries of a good company.

Finally everything was ready. Lia reported this to the chief selector. He fell heavily out of the office and approached her. He was already noticeably drunk. Leaning over her shoulder, the chief began to flip through the contract. Well done, smiled Leah. And suddenly, drawing her close, she kissed her tightly. His tongue invaded her mouth, fumbling unceremoniously and feeling all around. Leia was slightly taken aback by surprise. Then she began to slowly released. Today, all these tenderness were not at all useful. However, the chef was not going to let her out of his embrace at all and only pressed him closer. Frankly opposed to the chief Liya did not dare, and little by little her language also began to move, echoing the language of the chief. In the end, it was also a chance to quickly escape.

The chief began to unbutton the buttons on her dress. Leah glanced at the office door, but said nothing. Putting the dress on his shoulders, the chief unbuttoned his bra and threw it away with the master's movement. Bra white lace fell on a chair standing nearby.

At that moment, there was a movement behind the office door.Leah roused herself and frightened her dress.

One of the guests swam into the reception room and, nodding drunkenly, just went in search of a toilet. As soon as he was out of sight, the chef opened the dress on Lia again, pressing his lips to her chest. She, however, was not at all smiling to give a free performance for all comers and she hastily withdrew.

- No, no, not here.

The chef tried to continue, but this time Leah was hard.

- No, no, just not here ... I can not ...

“Okay,” reluctantly, the chef agreed and pulled her toward the toilets.

In the male guest settled down and because they quickly slipped into the female.

It was heard as if the wall was lowered, then everything was quiet. Trying to get rid of a little blood, Leah knelt on the tiled floor in the red and yellow squares and reached for her fly. Releasing the member sticking out with a stake, she pressed her lips to him. Pulling the foreskin and kissing it at the very tip, she walked a hand over it a couple of times and then sent it into her mouth. The chief gasped and rolled his eyes ...

Leah regularly sucked the male member, each time swallowing it deeper and deeper. Finally, she felt the boss tense up and tremble. And then a member himself jerked forward, going into his mouth to failure. Leah felt sick and, coughing, began frantically gasping for breath. At this point, a member erupted from himself a portion of thick sugary musky sperm.

The chef, relieved, leaned back against the wall of the booth, taking out the member who was choking her from the mouth of Leah. Automatically swallowing sperm, she, without ceasing to cough, exhausted, sank to the floor.

“Nothing, nothing, everything is fine,” the chief quite patted her cheek, fastening her fly. - We go to the guests, they, probably, were waiting.

Leaning on the hand extended to her, Leah meekly rose and followed the chief away from the toilet, wiping her lips along the way. In the waiting room she went to the mirror, straightening her hair and wanting to tint her lips, but the chef did not let her do it.

- We go, we go, and so normally, we were already waiting for us.

Taking the contract he had just printed in one hand, he began pushing it toward the office door with the other.

- Well, why do I need there? - pleaded Leah. - Can I finally go?

- Come, come. No - maybe. And try to be more pleasant with the guests. We'll drink, sit down a little bit, and then we'll throw you in the car all the way to the house itself ... You know how important this contract is for us, ”the chef said, literally shoving it into the office.

The feast was in full swing. Sitting at a table lined with fruit and sweets, men in volleys, like vodka, jammed expensive cognac bought on the eve of it, smoked with cigarettes and baited. Entering, Leah heard the ending of an old joke about Lieutenant Rzhevsky.

“Well, the lieutenant Rzhevsky will come and will vulgarize everything,” finished the narrator, and the whole company went into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

She was noticed only when the chef led her straight to the table. There was only one free chair. The chief sat down and pulled Leah toward him. Leah was on his lap. She was a little embarrassed in this position in the presence of all these unfamiliar men, but there was not much choice and she resigned.

The next toast was in her honor.

“For the beautiful lady present here,” a hefty Tatar proclaimed drunkenly swaying with a noticeable accent.

All clinked glasses and drank. I had to drink for the company and Lia. She immediately poured more. Penalty. I had to drink it. The men applauded and hailed her with compliments.

- Well, how are you, my assistant? - probably already for the tenth time the chief asked.

- Very little ... Where do they get these? ... Can't you lend for a while? - the guests answered in the tone.

Leah was embarrassed and must have blushed slightly. The men immediately responded to this with a new explosion of wit in a short break before the next toast.

- And she is even nicer when she blushes, - kindly ...

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