The working day ended more than two hours ago. I stayed in my office to play preference on the Internet when they knocked on the door of my office.

- Come in - I said, wincing, I won and did not intend to be distracted.

The appearance of the visitor dramatically changed my mood. A short, slender girl with a folder under her arm, smiled guiltily at me from behind the slightly ajar door.

“Sorry it's too late, take a few minutes for me?” She asked.

- Give me five minutes, now I'm getting rid of my preference partners - I asked.

- yes, yes of course, - she answered, - I will wait in the corridor.

- no, no, come in, - I hurriedly stopped her - go in and sit down at the coffee table.

She entered the office, carefully closing the door behind her. Not very sure coming to the coffee table sat in a chair for visitors. I watched closely what was happening. I immediately realized that she was drunk, but was trying to hide it. She was dressed in a light green suit with a rather short skirt, high-heeled shoes. The top buttons of the white blouse were unbuttoned, the curve of the clavicle was clearly visible, and freckles were clearly visible on the skin. As well as on a pretty little visitor. A short haircut, large green eyes, large earrings in the form of green rings, slender tanned legs, narrow ankles, and to which I immediately noticed very beautiful hands.

Turning to the monitor, I continued. I really took the last bribe in the game in five minutes. But all these five minutes I was only thinking about her. I just felt her presence physically. Of course, I must admit, I feel weakness towards the weaker sex, but there was something else here. I am a dark man in relation to mental bodies, as well as in relation to the astral, too, but at that moment I remembered about them. I think everyone has come across such a feeling in their lives. I had previously met girls who had a magnetic effect on me, but this magnetism always paralyzed me, I was embarrassed to admit it, even scared it, and they left my life, and every time I scolded myself for indecision. Similar feelings overcame me now.

Getting up from the computer, I walked over to my guest.

- Tea coffee? Maybe brandy?

- coffee, I have a girlfriend in your city, we have already noted a meeting with her - she smiled shyly - my name is Dana, I have been instructed to find an office for our company in your city, can you help me with this?

- Maxim, - I introduced myself and added - of course I can, whatever a woman wants is pleasing to God. She smiled back at me. I went to make us coffee.

- although you know, perhaps I will drink some brandy if you make me a company - she added.

- with pleasure - I replied.

With coffee and cognac, I approached her. He put the tray on the coffee table and sat on the chair opposite her.

She smiled, opened the folder and took out a sheet of paper.

- here is the letter, everything is indicated in it - she handed the sheet to me, the folder slipped from her knees and fell to the floor. We both leaned behind her. I was faster, we almost collided heads. I leaned slightly to the side and pressed my cheek to her shoulder. I just plunged into the aroma that emanated from her. The unknown smell of expensive perfume, a slight smell of alcohol mixed with a faint smell of sweat. A wave of excitement swept through me, I felt my swelling cock.

Oh, excuse me - she laughed, leaning her hand on the floor and tilting her head down. I instinctively glanced over her blouse. And stopped, behind the blouse of her blouse unbuttoned, I saw the correct breast area, a large dark nipple rested against a white cloth. She looked up. Our eyes met, and I felt that I was blushing. From her look, I realized that she understood the nature of my unexpected blush. She took the file I stretched out and leaned back in my chair.I smiled and looked into my eyes, my eyes were attentive and calm, and I felt that I was drowning in her eyes, I came under the power of magnetism, which came from her. With difficulty looking away, I grabbed a bottle and began to diligently pour brandy into wine glasses.

- Good dishes - she said.

I took the wine glass in my hands, warming the cognac, began to stroke it on the bellied sides. I don’t remember what we were talking about, some idle talk about summer, about heat. Goofy for an acquaintance. Not letting go of the glass, I continued to stroke his side and told her some story. I noticed that she often glances at my hands stroking a glass and is not very closely following the plot of my story.

- it's hot, I'll take off my jacket - bending my back, she said.

I jumped up helpfully, took her jacket and hung it in the wardrobe. Turning around, I looked at her figure in the chair. The blouse was rather transparent, beneath it were clearly visible the swollen dark nipples of her breasts, the narrow waist and the smooth bending of the hips - a very exciting picture.

- Where is your toilet? She asked.

- At the end of the corridor, I spend - I answered.

- Only finish my brandy - she said - a very good brandy.

- thanks, I myself love brandy and this is my favorite.

Taking a slice of lemon, she nibbled it, sucked in the juice, then she drank her brandy in small sips, put the glass on the table, sniffed the air and exhaled, opening her mouth, licked her lips,

- very good cognac - she repeated, put a slice of lemon in her mouth and closed her eyes - I'm drunk. Come, Maxim, we must hurry already - she laughed.

- you are in a hurry somewhere? - I asked.

- I hurry to the toilet - she laughed in response.

She extended her hand to me. I helped her up. She got up, gasped, swaying slightly, and laughed.

- Yes, I'm just indecent drunk,

- and it suits you very much - I answered, smiling.

I led her down the empty corridor. We were almost there when the lights suddenly went out. I went to the window, there was no light in the neighboring houses.

“I can't see anything,” she whispered, and after a pause, where are you?

- here I am, now turn on - I calmed her down.

- and far from the toilet? - still she whispered.

- He is at the end of the corridor - I also answered in a whisper, having fun.

- let's go, the delay of death is like - she whispered.

I stepped forward and, holding out my hand, found her standing against the wall, I took her hand and led her further along the corridor. Letting go of the wall, she immediately swayed and gasped. In the dark, the drunk made itself felt more. She literally hung on me. I hugged her, put my hand on my waist, felt the hot curve of her body under her blouse. So we got to the toilet. The darkness was pitch.

I groped in the dark the door handle to the female toilet, walk forward, I said, pushing it inwards, she walked uncertainly into the doorway, without releasing my hand.

“I can't see anything,” she whispered.

I squeezed past her, as if accidentally running my hand over her chest. I felt her flinch slightly when I touched her nipple. Putting my hands on her hips, I pushed her aside to go forward, while again “accidentally” pressed her ass to my swollen member. Inhaled her smell, the smell of her hair. A wave of excitement rushed over me, complete darkness, she was at a distance of a sigh from me, I could feel her body, her breath, the smell of drunk alcohol, a light aroma of perfume and her body. At the same time, she stands beside her and is silent, but I am already ready to rush at her.

Groping in the darkness handle the nearest cabin, I opened it and pulled her hand inside. I was excited to the limit, the member rose like a stone, in the legs ...