... I was sad and lonely. Lonely and sadly because there is no woman nearby. I needed a woman to relieve a huge nervous tension accumulated over the long years of hard, incredible work. Needed to defuse ...

Work absorbed all the time. That is literally everything - except for sleep, although I did not sleep much.

... The idea was worn in the air and an obsessive fly visited me more and more often. The sense of dissatisfaction in terms of eroticism annoyed and was doubly insulting, because I was very beautiful, liked by women and everyone considered me a favorite of women. But this damn job! Everything! Resolved! Tomorrow I will give an advertisement about hiring a secretary - assistant director of a company. And arrange a contest. And that everything would be in place - and the figure and easy coquetry and the ability to behave and some professional skills.

... A few girls responded to the ad - students, unemployed, professional and amateur. I invited everyone for an interview on Saturday, so that no one interfered. He ordered to dress in freestyle and the freer the better. I do not know how they understood my hint, we'll see. First came Marina. It was a natural blonde with nice rounded shapes. The face was round, with a sharp chin, hair long, reaching to the middle of the back and slightly wavy. She entered somehow smoothly, calmly, affably greeted and introduced herself.

- Marina. She gave a warm, slightly wet, apparently from excitement, hand.

- Alexander - I introduced myself in turn - the general director.

I invited her to sit down and began to look. She was wearing a light silk dress of colored chiffon, very short - at the limit of decency. I liked it immediately. Under the dress was a black bra that supports the underside of the breast with a pleasant roundness and leaves the nipples uncovered. It always acts on me deadly. She clearly knew her weapon and knew how to use it.

- Do you smoke? - I ask.

- No, it spoils the complexion - she replied.

- It is wonderful. Nobody smokes here, and you would still have to quit if you decided to work here. - What can you do? What's your education?

- I finished school. Now I study at the Pedagogical Institute. In the evening. It's time to take care of yourself. Yes, and boring at home alone, and the girlfriend is already married povyskakivali ...

- I see. Do you know how to work on a computer?

- Little. The institute showed. - Let's try.

We went to the next room. She sat down at the computer, turned on and looked at me inquiringly. It seemed to me that mischief and expectation of something completely different flashed in her eyes ...

I began to dictate some text. She banged briskly on the keys. I came up behind me, intending to look at the screen, but instead my gaze involuntarily slipped behind the neckline. Admittedly, there was something to look at. Her breasts heaved with every breath. Nipples were clearly visible. They were tight, dark and shiny, like buttons, like buttons.

She followed my gaze and straightened the dress. I looked into her eyes and she smiled. I smiled too.

“You're doing great ... typing,” I said.

“We're trying,” she retorted.

“Now let's see how you can make coffee, because it’s just as important as knocking on the keys.” Coffee should not just brew, but also be able to serve it. Proceed, I commanded. Everything you need you will find in the closet. She went to the closet and began to get the dishes, coffee and everything else. I sat down at my supervising table and began to watch Marina. I liked her more and more. I love when girls are nimble, but at the same time calm and smooth. Only women can be such, in the sense that they are not men. I looked at her and admired her round shapes. Her ass was aimed right at me, and it excited.And the code she leaned on the bottom shelf for sugar, and bent on straight legs! ... I saw dark blue panties, or rather, it was a bikini. Of those that hide much less than bare. At that moment, something stirred in me, tensed and got up.

I unbuckled the belt, buttons on the trousers, and lowered the zipper on my fly. Marina finally collected everything needed to make coffee and went into another room. I did not tell her anything. I slowly got up, took off my shoes and began to tighten the pants.

- Where is your kettle? - I heard the cheerful voice of Marina.

- Next to the coffee table on the floor - I clarified. At the same time, it was very difficult for me to speak in a calm voice.

I took off my pants and put them on the table. Then I pulled off my pants and threw them there too. I stayed at the table in a suit, but only on top. Bottom I have only socks that I somehow did not take off.

- you with sugar, Alexander, or without? - asked from another room Marina.

- One spoon, please, I said, barely holding my voice, ready to break and give me away.

A minute passed and Marina entered my office. I calmly sat at the table and wrote something. She went to the table with a tray in her hands and looked at me inquiringly.

- Please put on the table - I said.

She put the tray on the table and silently waited for further orders. She behaved perfectly, only the corners of her mouth fell slightly, and the lovely lips pouted like an offended child - she clearly expected a warmer reception. Let's see how she will behave further, I thought and said:

- Take the napkins on the bottom shelf in the closet!

She went to the closet and leaned over, as she had done last time, without bending her legs and standing with her back to me. There were no napkins, and she had to tinker there for a long time. I got up from the table and walked over to her. Her ass looked at me with its roundness, translucent through thin silk, and invitingly beckoned and smoothly turned from side to side. I hugged her hips. She flinched slightly and lifted her head, looking at me over her shoulder. She could not see in such a way that I was absolutely naked from below!

I took her head in my hands and gently raised it. She straightened to her full height and stood very close to me. My cock rested on her dress, without touching her body, however, and she still did not suspect anything. I admired her eyes. They were green with gray specks. Eyelashes were long with upturned ends. Her hair framed her face smoothly, going down below her shoulders. From it came a intoxicating smell, the smell of a girl's body, and not of perfume, attracting, calling for the smell of a woman. I drew her to me, hugged her shoulders, pressed her resilient breasts to my chest. My dick touched her belly, and she started. I put my hands on her elastic ass and pulled her to me. She pressed her whole body to me and breathed violently. At the same time she looked at me with wide open eyes, in which there was surprise, curiosity, timidity and delight at the same time. Her hands slid down and grabbed impetuously, but gently, my dick. She smiled. I kissed her on the lips. The kiss came out long. I got dizzy. Marina became soft, her muscles, formerly in tension, weakened, and she leaned, almost hung on me. I took her head in the palm of my hand and began to press down slightly. She understood. Slowly she began to kneel, continuing to look into my eyes. Her hands fell on my bare ass, and her lips clasped my cock with a warm wave. This wave instantly ran all over the body, rising from the bottom up. Reason clouded over and went to the last plan. On the first, the bliss of the body was made. Marina caressed my cock with her lips and tongue, gently licking it, sucking, pulling it in my mouth and letting it go, releasing it and sucking it all the way up to the testicles. She held the testicles ...