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There is, after all, something subtlely sophisticated in these stuffed carriages, which have now stopped at the Komsomolskaya metro station and opened their dirty doors. “What exactly is sophisticated refinement?” - you ask. And the fact that young people like Taras, having an erection twenty-four hours a day, may well relax in such an environment and cuddle up to their girlfriend not only with their fiery heart, but also their no less fiery pants. And if a girl loves, if not only one trifle is on her mind, she may well touch her chosen one, take it in her hand, so to speak.

“What a beauty,” thought Taras. “What a bliss.” This is the metro, these people, this girl he loves, and who is now squeezing his fly looking to the side. However, sometimes Taras distorted, he did not do well, even badly. Because today ... Today at work ... This Alexander Ingoldovich, this his boss ... It's uncanny to think, impossible to imagine. He saw, he caught them, grabbed his ass, you can tell when they were in the toilet ... Oh, horror! Taras was in turmoil. And although his member did not drop at the touch of Natasha's fingers, he still stone his soul and was embarrassed.

Well, judge for yourself. This fifty-five-year-old man, Alexander Ingoldovich, comes into the office toilet to think, maybe about something good, and sees how his young inexperienced subordinate squeezes with his treacherously trembling hands not a computer, not an agreement with a new company, but a bare ass. equally young and equally inexperienced of his employee. What should be the insult was inflicted to Alexander Ingoldovich. And after all, he did not just squeeze her ass in an abstract way. He fucked her. In the most obscene way, she fucked her from behind, and she held her hands for this unfortunate washstand and moaned. And what if Alexander Ingoldovich watched them for a while? This is how you stood at the half-open door and looked? "What a mistake," thought Taras and sighed, glancing at Natasha, who, by the way, showed real courage and heroism without reproaching Taras with a single glance. She just wore her panties and Aleksandr Ingoldovich came out - a stern man, merciless, unshakable, utterly hysterical.And what did Taras have to expect from him? Dismissal, punishment. Threats and torture. But everything turned out just like that. shoved his hard dick in d insy, he said:

- - Well?

And he measured Taras with a look, cynically stopping at his fly.

- - Well? - - He repeated again and looked Taras in the eyes.

““ Excuse me, ”said Taras hoarsely, and his ears burned even more.

- - Shame on you?

- - I did not mean to.

- - Well yes. In the men's room with the girl you were not on purpose. Just walked past the men's room. Give, you think, I will glance, and suddenly there employee Natasha? Suddenly she stands there without panties and waits? And I still do not look and do not look. I am ill-mannered, it turns out, Yes, and looked. And there really is a girl Natasha without panties. What a coincidence. What a fiendish game of circumstances.

- - Alexander...

- - Die. Aren `t you ashamed?

“I love her,” said Taras. completely hanging nose.

- - “I love”, - Alexander Ingoldovich mocked him. - - “And if I drive you out of work?” What will you buy condoms for?

“And we are without condoms,” Taras wanted to say, but he bit his stupid language in time.

- - You have nowhere to fuck, right? But this is not the reason, this is not a reason for me, an elderly person, tired of life, of money ...

And here Alexander Ingoldovich began to speak in a strange, silly tone. Taras did not believe his ears. “Excuse me”, - he said just in case, when Alexander Ingoldovich paused.

- - You work badly, you earn little money, you seduce my secretaries ...

- - And we will get married, - Taras burst out at once, - we will sign.We have intentions.

- - Listen, - - The further conversation took place already in the office of Alexander Ingoldovich.

- - How are you there? Taras. Stupid name, right? Although, maybe not. What do you think?

“Good,” said Taras. - - Good name.

- - Well, so be it. So, Taras. If you have no place to fuck, I can offer you, if not strange, your apartment. Will you be very oppressed if you fuck on my purple sofas, ride on my diamond floor? Will it be nice for you to scatter your rebellious drool over my silk walls?

- - How do you interestingly say, - said Taras, - - Are you kidding me before you kick me out of work?

- - Well, well, young man. Your name is Taras. almost Shevchenko. And you? Straighten up, pick up snot!

I am making you a lucrative offer.

- - Do this in your apartment? - - I almost whispered Taras stunned.

- - Precisely this and precisely in my apartment. And I will be watching you from another room with a video camera. Arranges?

- - Unexpectedly, this is all, Alexander Ingoldovich, - - Taras gathered all his strength and decided not to blush at all, not to stutter and possibly joke in order to be fired from this monstrous work with honor.

- - From what. I have no time, - said Alexander Ingoldovich. - - I am writing you my address, the time of your arrival and I ask you not to be late.

- - You really?

- - Yes indeed. But sex, buddy Taras, must be on par. Do you understand? Ride on the ceiling, on the walls, this is - your business, but I should like it. Then you can count on my apartment. As for the office toilet, washbasin ... I’m washing my hands there. There you can not fuck.

- - It is impossible, - Taras repeated intelligently and did not notice how the door closed behind him.

- - What are you, Taras? - - Natasha shook him when they left the subway. - - Wake up.

- - Yeah, I woke up.

- - Does your friend live far away?

- - Friend? Ah, friend. Close, - - and Taras looked at the Note, stripped by the hand of Alexander Ingoldovich. - Here it seems. And maybe there.

- - Let's go quickly, otherwise my parents will kill me, - - and she dragged Taras towards the President Hotel, blushing in the mist of the first snow to the left of the large stone bridge.

“Friend’s Apartment” turned out to be the oil magnate’s apartment. Apparently the oil hit the key somewhere in the kitchen, and directly from the kitchen, the oil tycoon drove it abroad.

“Wow,” said Natasha, looking around the room, which Alexander Ingoldovich pointed out in the note.

- - Do not worry, - for some reason Taras said and hugged her. He seemed ridiculous to himself and couldn’t get really excited by this, before shaking at the knee joints, as it usually happened to him. Still, unfortunately, he saw the video camera, through which Alexander Ingoldovich was now watching them, being obviously in another room. However, when Natasha unbuttoned his fly and felt his cock, who was standing under his thin shorts, he decided to spit on everything and forget about these wild tricks of his boss, as if he did not exist at all, Alexander Ingoldovich.

Alexander Ingoldovich increased the brightness indicator and pushed a large chair closer to the screen. At first, when they just kissed and hugged, frozen in indecision, he disappointedly bit his crooked lips and rubbed the lower part of his chin with his right hand. Then....