Snowballs

A week before the New Year, two things happened in my life - I parted company with my boyfriend and got a new job. In our marketing department, in addition to me, there were five men and one girl. The oldest, our boss Viktor, was 39 years old. I joined the team easily and naturally. The men immediately began to flirt, and even the beauty Nastya did not jealous of me, although I would say without too much modesty, that was what it was for.

And right away, I did not even have time to begin to flirt with our men, it was time for corporate parties. Our event was somehow boring, even despite the fact that Nastya and I won the contest for Miss Corporate party and received the title of Snow Maidens with the award of red and white Santa caps.

And on the 30th on the last working day in 2007, our boys said that we would have our own corporate party in our department. Nastya and I immediately screamed that we were not ready for a party at all! We were objected in the sense that such dazzling persons, and even in skirts, and even in sexy sandals with high heels, cannot be unwilling ... With the mournful faces on the face, we agreed, bargaining for half an hour to guide the marathon.

When we returned from the ladies' room, everything was ready for the party in our luxurious hall. Near the sofas there were low coffee tables with rich food, the walls were decorated with rain, and in the corner stood a dressed artificial Christmas tree.

“Boys,” Nastya threw up her hands, “you are just geniuses interceptors!” It deserves encouragement!

Igor approached us from behind and, hugging his waist, said

- Girls, I ask to the table, and at the same time there are your gifts.

“We also have souvenirs for you,” I replied, playfully snuggling up against a man’s thigh.

“Then, then,” Lech waved his hands at me, “first unfold your ...”

It turned out that they gave us snow maiden costumes. I was stunned when I opened the red and white bundle. And even felt a certain languor between the thighs.

Suits consisted of strongly minimized panties, the same bra and cuffs that cover the hand from the elbow to the wrist. Everything - from red fabric - a shred covering the pubis, two patches - on boobs, and only a little more on the cuffs. The white ribbons that should be behind, that the panties, and the bra were just ridiculous - wearing such a kitten, the girl from the back turned out to be almost naked. All these little things revived and the fact that a fluff with glimpses of silver bristles was sewn over the top of the red fabric.

I quickly put off the present, deciding that I would deal with the boys later. Meanwhile, Santa's caps were hoisted on our heads and kindly led us to the low tables.

- Well, what, we spend New Year's shock? - exclaimed Nastya, raising a glass of champagne. Her eyes glittered strangely as they ran over the boys. However, I myself was a little excited by the relaxed atmosphere and rather immodest glances wandering around my chest and knees ...

We started the party.

Very soon, alcohol had its effect. I felt my head spinning. And boys are becoming more attractive. I sat between Kostya and Romka. They alternately flirted with me, and I flirted recklessly with both. Nastya also flirted with Lehoy and Igor, and both of us - with Victor.

After a couple of glasses, in my flirting, I reached the point where I began to bare my legs, forcing my cavaliers to guess on my tights or stockings ...

Lech and Igor drank tequila. They sprinkled salt on Nastya’s roundness in the décolleté and, after drinking, licked it.

I already did not pay attention to such trifles as the men's hands resting on my lap, rising higher and higher, and only realized when they almost did not touch the panties. Then I shifted them again on my knees, without even thinking that the boys would not need to stroke my feet.

- So, girls, is it time for you to try on your suits?

- Yes, you are crazy - I exclaimed - We're corrupting everyone here

It really didn't seem like a good idea.

However, Nastya already picked up and was already near me:

- Come on, let's go, Katya.

She forcibly pulled me out from the table, grabbed our presents in an armful and pulled me toward the ladies' room.

We closed, and Nastya immediately began to undress.

- Nastya, - I hesitated, - will the boys provoke such clothes?

- What are you doing? They are disciplined, ”she giggled,“ they wouldn't even sneeze without permission.

I, still hesitating, began to undress. Nastya looked at me quite frankly.

- And you're good, girlfriend, everything is in place ...

I smiled:

- Yes, and you - with a quality mark ...

- Yeah, there is no place to put samples.

We burst out laughing, and I already more calmly put on the Snow Maiden. Damn, I thought, when I looked in the mirror, just two whores ...

We swam out into the hall, and we were greeted by the friendly roar of five men's sips. Nastya and I, without saying a word, turned around on our axis, demonstrating our complete nakedness from behind. It was nice to feel like some sort of sex bombs half-dressed and unbroken under the rays of male gaze.

- Snow Maidens owe us a dance! - Igor shouted and rushed to us. I immediately found myself in his arms. Someone turned on the music, and we slowly spun in the dance. Nastya also did not stand alone - she was invited by Lech.

For a while we danced at a pioneer distance, sometimes a naked figure of Nastya sometimes came into my field of vision. And then I saw how Lech frankly paws her ass, and Nastya just squints. Yes, glances at me.

- Hey, Katya, Igor, what kind of prejudice?

I did not understand anything at first, but Igor figured out quickly. He firmly pulled me to him, and his hand lay on my ass.

- Hey, easy! - I tried to pull away, but Igor easily kept me.

- You smell so delicious, you have such silky skin ...

With these words, he leaned over and began to kiss my neck. It was so nice that I relaxed and under the gentle incessant cooing, allowed myself to kiss, and at the same time with full swing squeezing ass.

Somewhere nearby Nastya laughed contentedly, but I didn’t care. However, we were not allowed to dance. The rest of the men began to be outraged loudly, Kostya came up to us and stopped our dance with the words:

- I also want to touch my lips to this Snow Maiden!

“Can you just give compliments like him?” I asked, stopping. At the same time, I felt Igor's hand walking on my buttocks.

- And how! - Kostya yelled. - We will play this game - I and Igor give you compliments and after each kiss on the lips. He looked back to Nastya and her gentleman. - And you and Romka are playing the same game. The judge is Victor!

- Urya! Urya! - Nastya jumped on the spot, not paying attention to the fact that her breasts invitingly fluttered to the beat of the jumps, almost jumping out of a red and white bra, and nipples peeking through the fluffy rim.

We sat down on three sofas on both sides of the table opposite each other. Naturally, we drank some more and the excited ones set to play. The boys told us compliments, and then they kissed us on the lips. Gradually, the kisses became more and more frank, and soon I kissed passionately with either Igor or Lech. The languages ​​that have penetrated my mouth in a businesslike manner have already been used ... And then I noticed that the boys kissing Nastya are already squeezing her breasts, and they don’t say any compliments ...