1.

When I worked at the company, we had Jenny as deputy director. A pretty woman, about thirty years old, she was not engaged in anything except negotiations, but did not demand anything else from her. I myself saw how confident businessmen who knew their value for themselves, grinning, came into her office and within half an hour came out of there with bewildered smiles - they signed everything Jenny wanted from them. Confusedly spoke to each other ...

- Baba is a beast, I have everything on her!

One did not reach the door, fell on the sofa in the waiting room, and, lifting his breath, turned to me ...

- Listen, she wants! - he almost moaned ... - I see how much she wants, she barely suffers. So you can’t portray it, it’s really ... Well, I’m really ... She just can’t refuse anything ...

Jenny probably overheard the door, because immediately, smiling, she appeared in the doorway and a hefty ambal immediately rose and walked towards her with small steps ...

- I really, - she, smiling, shifted from foot to foot, and he almost stopped to moan in voice, stopped in front of her ... - I really really want ... - she paused and turned her eyes down to where it was good understandable force threw him pants. Ambala started to shiver, and Jenny continued with a meowing voice ... - I really want all negotiations to be just as successful ... I really, really want to.

He brought his knees even closer than she, and growled hoarsely through his teeth. On the clasp of his expensive trousers blurred wet. She looked and smiled.

- Everything? - gently asked Jenny in a minute. He nodded, and went out, biting his lips and breathing hoarsely, as if sobbing. She winked at me and disappeared into the office.

That's how she worked, our Jenny. Everyone knew, but no one understood how miraculously she had sculpted her body so that one kind of it, one step of her legs was enough to do with a man everything that was conceivable for a woman. My God, how I hated her, how I dreamed of revenge in full for each of the guys humiliated by her! And by chance, I revealed her secret.

2.

Jenny never knew nothing about failure, the busiest person in the company was glad to serve her, so I was very surprised when that day, after leaving the office, she did not pass by, as usual, but asked me. Sitting on the edge of the visitor's chair, she gave me a friendly smile ...

- I have a problem. Can you help? Daughter from school pick up.

I knew that the lady of men's hearts, if she really loves anyone, this is her daughter. The girl was not eleven, not thirteen, she studied at a good school, from where she needed to drive to the house. But I already had my own plans for the evening, which Jenny apparently understood through my face. And then I felt for myself all that she was capable of.

In her eyes, turned to me, there flashed some sweet despair, as if it depends on me alone whether she will get what she really, really wants. Then for a moment, as if struggling with herself, she closed her eyes and licked her lips, looked meekly and imploringly again ...

- I have two more meetings today! - whispered Jenny ... - It's so hard for me today. If you could help me ... - she uttered the last words through force, as if restraining herself.

I knew if I didn’t know that all this was one game and pretense, but I couldn’t do anything with myself. In front of me, all huddled together, sat a woman who really wanted to, and meekly asked me for a favor. My brain understood, but my body refused to believe in her pretense, I terribly wanted to do something good for this woman. Even if not what I wanted most.

“Of course, of course,” I murmured ... “I’ll go and take me home.”

“To the gate of the house,” Jenny hastily clarified ... “you’ll come for a visit some other time,” she smiled more mockingly than friendly, and realized that I was at her disposal. And as if there was no expectation on her face that a moment ago. She rose easily and walked quickly along the corridor.I waited until it disappeared in the smoking room, and got out from the table. I didn’t want her to notice how difficult it was for me to go.

3.

I stood up all the way to school. Just as I entered the gate from where the innocent schoolgirls came out, I forced myself to think about something other than Jenny, sat in the car, waiting for my excitement to fall and then I realized that I had forgotten to go to the toilet. Jenny caught me just when I felt it was time to piss, but after talking with her I forgot to think about that. Now I felt a natural insult and shame. What am I now, the schoolgirl to ask, where is their men's toilet here? Or to take this girl to the house, tormenting and fidgeting on the chair? Well, not so unbearable to me was, but annoying.

I recognized the girl in the school lobby right away; she was very similar to Jenny, equally thin and big-eyed. She immediately rushed to me, and chirped ...

- Mom called the teacher warned! You are the uncle of the company, right? My name is Katie. And what's your car?

Very lively and naive little girl. I said hello and said that we will go now. Have you taken everything, have you forgotten anything? Did you go to the toilet?

She immediately shot me a look in my mother's penetrating little little eyes ...

- But why are you asking?

- Go home for half an hour, - I explained, already annoyed with myself for the awkward cunning ... - so as not to suffer. You do not want to go to the toilet?

- And you?

Well and the girl! Feeling that I was blushing, I picked up her lightly backpack and went to the car. Damn her, I thought, tolerate somehow, she did not notice anything. If ... in the pit, it was humiliatingly humiliating if she had not already noticed.

To be honest, the road would be less than half an hour, but we were not lucky. The railway crossing ahead was closed, a traffic jam formed on the highway. It was already quite difficult for me to sit still when I noticed that something was wrong with the girl. She stopped staring at the windows and chatting incessantly, slipped her palms under herself and froze, leaning forward. She pulled her arms out from under her and sat down on them again. I felt something like gloating and asked ...

- Why are you fidgeting?

She looked at me with resentment and challenge, I thought again how my mother’s and daughter’s eyes were alike.

- Well, you see ... - she said quietly ... - I really want to pee. I'm already to the brim ...

- I told you at school! - my surprise was quite sincere. Now she blushed ...

- I thought home to be patient ... I almost never go to the bathroom to school. I hesitate.

I felt embarrassed. I was no longer angry with my little friend in misfortune.

“I don’t know how to help you,” I said with regret, looking around, “now it’s better not to leave the car.”

- What are you, thank you, - she smiled through power ... - on the sidelines in front of everyone, I will not do that. You do not worry, I’m waiting for the house and I’m not in the car ...

Yes, the girl with the character. Fortunately, the barrier rose here, and we drove through the crossing. Wheels pushes the rails with dull pain in my filled bladder. Katie moaned softly ...

- Lord! - I put my palms between my legs and squeezed them with my knees. To be honest, I wanted to do the same, but I was driving. However, the thought that next to me so little, though a woman, suffers so, well, an erection arose again and it became easier for me to endure. So much easier that when the girl happily exclaimed, "And here is the house!", I let the wheel go through a small pothole. The car shook, and Katie suddenly whined into her voice ...

- Ui ui ui ui!

I involuntarily squinted my eyes, whether there was a small puddle on the seat under it, but the girl courageously endured ...