Secretary II Error

Hello girls, I want to consult with you about something. For quite some time now my life became simply otpad. It all started like this.

I got a job, in a solid company for the post of secretary, all the rank and file. To the referencing department, or something like that. Although daddy was scary against his daughter working like a normal person. But I firmly believe: every member of society should be beneficial.

The men were here (I looked when the boss showed me a new place of work) - what you need, all in ties and jackets, and the head (the “boss” everyone calls him) is solid, with such cool gray hair at the temples. But our employees - that, pumped up a little. No, I do not say that they are all worldly, but they are far from me. I, as one of my friends once said, have a stunning appearance: I am a beautiful platinum blonde, I have an elastic "American" breast, constantly trying to break free, elastic ass, slender waist and long legs. Well, I also love high heels, I don’t recognize bras and rarely wear panties. The latter for some reason enthralls my gentlemen. It is because of the panties, more precisely because of their absence, I started having problems from the very beginning.

So, on the first working day, I decided to dress strictly, so that they would not take me for some sort of rosette. I chose a white fitting blouse with short sleeves and a black skirt. When I was spinning in front of the mirror, it occurred to me that my nipples shone a little through my blouse, and the skirt was too short, and too tight. On the other hand, I had nothing suitable for a strict business style. Well, in fact, do not wear pink or there are blue blouses or, for example, flowered trousers! In order to emphasize my neck, I supplemented my outfit with a white ribbon at the throat with a butterfly buckle. In the end, well, do not build up a shy girl, with my bust and legs! Yes, and sometimes muzhchinok need to pamper ... I chose a long shoe. It seems that black shoes were the most suitable for such a situation. But my yesterday's pedicure was perfectly preserved, and it was a sin to hide it. Therefore, I stopped on sandals: high heels and two straps that barely clung to the fingers. Low-key make-up, perfume ... After sprinkling myself wherever possible, I hesitated a little and sprinkled a couple of times under my skirt.

At first everything was fine. Of course, I had to go through some unpleasant moments: the boss was unhappy that I was a little late, but only half an hour! But then everything went smoothly. In my room there were three boys and one woman. After I met everyone, I was quickly organized my own workplace - with a computer, with a bedside table, given out a bunch of folders and all sorts of different little things. As soon as I got settled, my little men called me to drink some tea in the rest room. They were very nice - both Andrei and Rinat. True, I offered to call Lena, but the guys together convinced me that she does not drink tea.

In general, before lunch time passed quickly. The boys took me to the cafe downstairs, and then everything went awry. It began with the fact that Lena asked her to do some calculations for her in Pixel. For a while I honestly tried to break through the ranks of numbers. As soon as I found the “insert” button (pretty name for the button!), As Andrei, who was passing by my desk, faltered and scattered the papers. Naturally, I lost my mind. Yes, he had been collecting his sheets for so long ... If I were in another place, and not in a solid office, I would have thought that he was simply looking under my skirt.

And then strange things began.

I called the boss. I came to his office, prokokala heels to his desk and stopped expectantly. He looked at me from head to toe, making me a little embarrassed. I even sneaked a glance at myself, as if everything was fine with my clothes.And then he asked me to get some volume from the top shelf of the cabinet. The boss's desire is the law. And, having moved one of the chairs, I climbed on it. The cabinet was tall. To reach the top shelf, I had to stand on the very fingers, and only then did my hand reach for the desired volume. However, it was not so simple. I could not pull off the heavy volume. Having rummaged a little, trying to cling to the cover this way and that way, I almost broke my nail (that would be a tragedy!), I realized that this was not my business. Besides, I wonder if I can get this damned volume off the shelf, how can I hold it? This thought shocked me, and for some time I stood in this ridiculous pose - on my toes with my arm extended upwards. No, let the boss himself gets what he needs, after all, is he a man or not a man?

And I turned around. I wish I had gotten this damned volume. And in general, I was greatly mistaken in trying to get it. I absolutely did not take into account the fact that my short skirt can move up my smooth thighs so much. And as a result, the boss had a few minutes to freely admire my pussy, as shown on the display case. It’s good that recently I went to a session of laser hair removal, otherwise I’d disgrace myself completely. But the boss is what! No, in order to indicate to the poor girl her mistake, so after all he not only watched me all this time, but also came closer, and now his nose almost rested against my intimate place! I did not expect from such a respectable little man!

But more - more! As soon as I got down with socks and tried to pull up the skirt (and I must say that I was not at the front in the best possible way - my intimate hairstyle was also on display), the boss suddenly grabbed my buttocks and leaned on my crotch. I froze like a fool - standing on a chair with a raised skirt and the head of a little man between her legs. Well, what would you do in this situation? Do not call for help, in fact. They'll start me like this, do I need it?

In general, I had to give in to the onslaught and spread my knees a little.

The boss immediately got the tongue to my pussy, not forgetting, however, to stroke my ass. Thank God, it did not last long. Neither me on the half-bent nor the boss, who was trying to fuck my pussy with my tongue, was certainly not comfortable. I was put on the floor, not forgetting to lift up my blouse and cuddle breasts that had escaped from tight captivity. Well, and then the chief sat down on a chair, and I had to work as a horsewoman. So what to do? How to refuse a little man whose language, even the very tip, has already been in me? In general, I set off a gallop, and the boss began to play with his mouth, then with his hand with my breasts, and the second hand continued to get acquainted with my ass ...

The boss turned out to be a hardened horse, I already jumped to the point that my thigh muscles ached, and only then he growled, and I was almost thrown on his fountain ...

While the boss came to his senses, I hurriedly retreated from the office and rushed to the toilet under the surprised looks of those present, until his milk began to flow out of me.

Hmmm, I got into a situation, I reflected, rushing into the shower. - Well, how could I know that in the offices of such orders, and the girls should give their bosses. I wonder if my daddy is also fucking the secretaries? I must say maman, what morals reign in respectable firms. I hope they have the same habit as me - taking birth control pills. The appearance of a brother or sister is not at all in my plans ...

Plastered on the new, I went to my room. In principle, nothing special happened on that day. Probably only one thing must be mentioned. At some point I was left alone in the room with Andrey. Naturally, he tried to stick to me. As usual, I referred to the monthly, completely automatically. I don’t know, for some reason he had a very surprised face, but I achieved my own - there was no more inclinations on this day.

All the next week I had to fight off the persistent boss. Moreover, this Lena pestered me with work. What should I do,...