1.

On business trips, Sergei did not travel often. Being a leading specialist and answering mainly for certain questions of the internal work of the enterprise, there were no reasons for frequent absences. He was a little over 40. He was frustrated after quitting smoking, he felt some complacency in front of women. His wife looked at the completeness mostly without a doubt personally, only occasionally reminding him of her.

For more than 20 years of marriage, he has never betrayed his wife. Previously, because of morality, but now because of the same complexion and, in addition, official position. Remembering the proverb "Do not fuck where you work, do not work where you fuck," he was emphatically correct in his dealings with the female sex and did not allow himself liberties. During his adult life, he had several cases in which intimacy with other women would have seemed inevitable. However, each time at the last stage, when it was necessary to take one step to its logical conclusion, for some obscure reason, the brain refused to take action and forced the body to retreat. After a few days he felt disappointed, afraid to meet with a direct look with the one that could have become his second woman yesterday. Sergei remembered all these cases, and sometimes, when he stayed with himself, he remembered them, trying to restore everything in details first, and then, putting his arms around his body, twisted the curved member in a raised position, began fantasies on the topic “What could be. .., gradually masturbating and bringing myself to the top of the orgas ma. He had a great masturbation experience from the 5th grade, when Angelica was first read with her frank descriptions of love scenes at that time.

With my wife, sexual relations were regular, but the limited behavior of the spouse did not allow him to take any non-standard steps on the board. Even he began to kiss her vagina after much persuasion in the eleventh year of marriage. She did not give him more to do, so lately, gradually, from sex, they have moved to the frank discharge of duty, while not receiving much pleasure.

On this trip, he left himself, realizing the importance of the work performed and authorized by the director to make independent decisions in such cases. The main part of the work was carried out by eight employees, and Sergey, besides solving his questions, carried out general management.

The administrator in charge of the temporary settlement, accommodation and catering was Lucy. A slim and moderately pretty woman of medium height, cheerful, despite the absence of her husband and the presence of two children, she was attractive. Sergey and Lucy knew each other for a long time, about six years. She came to the old director as a secretary, then, with the new one, turned out to be “not a double-ru” and went to work in one of the divisions. He also worked first as a row employee, then he went on promotion. They were always in good relations, in spite of their positions and circumstances, although recently, taking into account Sergey's position, people have been on “you”. Sometimes, when meeting or talking, Sergei mentally stripped her, imagining what her small and strong breasts would look like without a bra frame, mentally caressing her big strong nipples (they were especially visible in the summer under a blouse or T-shirt when she went without a bra ). Such flushes always emanated from her, that in some moments when she approached him on business, he could not restrain himself and his flesh rebelled. “I want to fuck” - he caught himself thinking, but he did not let it go further.

Not knowing the reasons why Lucy was left alone, Sergei understood that with her sexual temperament she could not remain without constant male intervention in the internal parts of the body.Many at work threw at her frankly delightful - appealing - sexual looks, probably from the point of view she answered practically. On the one hand, this circumstance made a small negative impression on him, but in his heart he understood her.

The work on a business trip was going to be quite long, it was necessary to set up and adjust the equipment, find out the issues of relationships with partners and train their staff to work. On the first day in the evening, having held the meeting, which was necessary in such cases, the team, the team gathered in one of the rooms for a glass of tea. There were few snacks, they drank vodka in small portions, discussing current problems, complaining about life, telling anec-dots, occasionally leaving the spacious balcony for a smoke break. Sergei did not smoke, but calmly treated the smoke of cigarettes. In addition, the room was stuffy, so he went out with everyone.

The lack of chairs for all forced to sit on the chair for two. Lucy, coming out first, took a seat and, having moved, invited him. Sitting next to him, Sergey heard a soft, intoxicating scent of perfumes. Everyone was already tipsy, sang songs, occasionally pouring. Lucy saw a little, but constantly, and was in a pre-red mood. Sitting apart together was uncomfortable. Sergey, in order to give stability to the whole structure consisting of a chair and two bodies, hugged Lucy by the waist. A short blouse, without a bra, made it possible without effort to put a palm on a naked body. It was elastic, warm, easily laid to his hand. Sergey, who had already drunk enough, but not to the extent when the consciousness begins to falter, felt how warmly the Lucian body went to him, causing even a shudder at some moment. It seemed to him that she did not notice. After the next portion of vodka, eating a lemon, Lyusya, pretending to stagger, grabbed Sergei by the waist, but did not remove her hand. Sergey yes, he felt that she approached him. This approach was not like the way two people simply come closer together in cramped quarters. “Just like a green cucumber he was” - she sang, fooling around, company.

- I hope you are not green? - Lucy, smiling conspiratorially, nakl-nila to Sergei's head and looked first at his groin, and then looked up.

“It all depends on artistic lighting,” he answered, practically not surprised at such a frank question. After all, everything seems easier. They laughed.

Sergey lived in a room together with another employee, so after such words Lucy regretted it. “It’s impossible to miss the moment, anyway, sooner or later there must be a second one. I can’t be whole-hearted all my life, ”he thought, trying to force the brain not to inhibit his actions.

“As a senior of the group, I have to make a remark to you: in the future, consider that the leader should live separately,” Sergey said in such a tone that his jokingly understood is a capricious sense with an insignificant amount of sub-text.

Lucy understood him. Looking merrily into the eyes, she accepted his tone and, with no less share of subtext, said:

- As you say, chef. Can I fix this error?

- Yes. I am waiting for your suggestions.

Sergey's hand went up the Lucian body a little higher, and with his finger he already felt the hollow that forms at the place where the chest adjoins the body. The back of her finger lay on the side of her belly, and the outside of her chest was tied up. Low light allowed to do this imperceptibly from other attendees.

- Korostylev and Shishkin will arrive tomorrow. Their number is 358. - Lucy looked into Sergey’s eyes, closed them for a few seconds, then opened and smiled. Her smile was more eloquent than any words. Yawning for order, she rose from the chair and, wishing everyone a good night, unsteadily walked to the door of the room. Almost no one noticed her departure.

Sergey left after seven minutes.

2.

Room 358 was located through three doors on the opposite side. Ser-gay, without knocking, opened the door and entered. The room was lit by the faint light of the included sconce. There was a shower noise from the bathroom.He really wanted to go to the bathroom, however, overpowering ...