Somehow went through our office rumor.

And it must be said that our team mainly consists of a female contingent, therefore, rumors in it are spread at an extraordinary speed. In the morning someone said, and by the evening everyone already knows that Natasha is a freshly curled milzel from the office - a natural nymphomaniac.

Are they nymphomaniac ones? Modern psychological science gives a clear answer to this. Nymphomaniac they call a woman who has a reduced resistance against the natural proposals in the sexual horizontal.

And I once felt something like that when I was with them last week.

However, at that moment, the essence of her did not know, because likely hints past the ears and missed. Now it’s like a shock to me, as if I decided to walk around the server without galoshes.

I think it is necessary to run to them in the office. So far, other hunters have not heard about the news to the female body and have not taken any concrete actions.

“So, ladies,” I tell them right from the doorway. - There is information that from you is spreading a malicious virus through the corporate system.

Here they cluck and grumble. It is understandable, the aunt is mostly aged, already accustomed to living with the thought that something might happen.

Natasha is sitting and ear does not lead, as if all in the work.

But I roll the rubbed, I know a lot about multi-way schemes. Three marriages in the background, after all. Outlined a few ladies to avert the eyes and let them poke around in the interfaces. Knowingly, I did not find anything, but only I smoked the whole hen house.

They quit the job and sit at each other poking, who among them has picked up the Trojan virus.

And then a delegation was formed. They took me to a corner and, as if well-meaning, they say:

“There are good reasons to believe that the virus is sitting over there,” and they would point their finger at the newly taken Natashenka imperceptibly.

“She’s a nymphomaniac, and they’re a nymphomaniac, and instead of working, they’re doing just that, for everyone, ugh, porn sites.”

And I’m just that right.

I went to this mamzeli and stared right at her with an accusing finger.

- You, - I say, - Natalya, by chance, have you got a contagious virus anywhere?
- What are you, Gaspar Porfirievich, how can you! I always follow this business very much.

And then I, as they say, arrange the middle game.

- If so, your interface will require in-depth research at the end of the working day.

A little chick pissed off, wanted to say something, and I already came out of the office with that kind of gogol and left.

And as the terminal zero-zero was established on the clock, the whole office started emptying immediately. I waited for the order of a few minutes and the top-top in the office.

Sense, brothers, it is either there or not. And more logic. Logic is the most important tool of office don Juan, I tell you. For nothing or three marriages in the background.

I go - sitting. Everyone ran away, and she sits.

- Dear Natasha, - I say. - Why do we need all this comedy?
“I don’t understand what you are talking about,” replies the mamzel-nymphomaniac, while she looks at me intently.

Well, I think, all the preliminary courtship completed, it's time to get down to business.

I get a tool out of my legs, just like a movie. And the phrase that it certainly relies on in such cases, I utter with inspiration:

- Suck, - I say, - bitch, I know you want it.

And she as hatches on my tool, as if for the first time it sees this. I was even embarrassed by the impressionable power of my dignity.

- Gaspar Porfirievich, let's pretend that it was not.

And I figured it out. Mamzel, immediately apparent, with concepts. He does not want to throw a shadow on me and is ready to hide our relationship in secret.

- Thank you, - I say, - Natasha, for prudence, but let's discuss it later, and now let's get down to the most enjoyable.
“Gaspar Porfirievich,” replies, “I seem to see a terrible dream and do not understand at all what you are trying to achieve.”

Yeah, I think. What a role-playing game has begun! I, therefore, insidious seducer.And our inventor pretends to be innocent, not holding the end in her mouth.

I love such kunshtyuki and of course decide according to play along.

“Through the window, it shows through,” I inform her with a visionary goal.

She doesn't seem to understand.

“My python,” I say, “freezes.”

And she, know, is silent and claps eyes. It seems that all brains have lost their passion with passion, and that’s why they don’t know what the role should say next.

Well, I confess, I could not stand it and lost my temper in a sinful affair. From the excess of feelings even with my hands I forgot to support my pants, I almost lost.
- You have a look, what a krail! Edak we will play in the eyes of the morning. Well, open your mouth!

Here she will throw herself up like a scream:
- What do you allow yourself! Yes, I am going to sue you for sexual harassment!

I was even stunned by some of the irrelevance of the statement.
- In my harassment, pah-pah, no one has yet complained. And there is no such law that honest people force a tool on a draft to freeze, and even demand some sophisticated fantasy from them.

She already hiccupped from respect. And still sideways so sideways - and got ready to run away!

At this point I am really furious.

How do you imagine that? Ok right She provoked me and most likely gave to give. See, then to be alone satisfied. We put, nymphomaniac this constantly sin. But I am not like that!

I grab this lady by the elbow and say politely, but firmly:
- Uh, no, honey. As long as you do not fulfill your female debt, you cannot go anywhere.
“I’ll scream,” she says, while she herself squints at the door.

How are women? They do not understand the gentle treatment, but they are afraid of the rough. And so it is necessary to treat and tack with them somewhere in the middle. And it gives fruit!

“Thanks for warning,” I said. - But to me from this no embarrassment. On the contrary, even like when screaming.

Although, frankly, I have such that straight shouted, as long as they did not come across. So, they will ponder, portray something small. And so they screamed - there wasn’t such a thing yet, even though there were three marriages behind them. That halt something, I think.

But I look, and she is all like a frozen idol. It seems to be in walking distance, and even my tool does not look. Only still on the door mows his eye.

Ah you are a bitch cat! It dawned on me. I forgot to lock the door with a key! And if the cleaning lady comes? Here Natasha, in sight, and worried that I will have to share with someone.

Today the cleaners are not like before. It used to be that in our office all the harmful old Chek-workers and slow-moving retired knives worked as cleaning staff. Now they have been replaced by cute Gulnur and docile Fatima, which in a certain sense is much more risky.

I understood Natasha's excitement and neatly shut the door, and put the key in my pocket.

“I will resist,” he says.
- Of course, of course, if you like it, - I answer, - just do not be too much involved, because the property around is not ours, but the official one.

And she - bang - and how she will throw a cactus at me! Just a little missed.

Honestly, here I began to fear for my safety. Of course, some ladies in the impulse of feelings there scratch the back or bite the shoulder. However, throwing cacti during foreplay is excessively eccentric, even for a nymphomaniac.

- If you continue in the same spirit, then deprive me of all excitement, - I say to her without a trace.

But instead of answering it, claps, and throws a second cactus at me, already from the next table.

Then I thought that there was a misunderstanding.

“I,” I say, “is a simple man.” To delay the preliminary games, even the most fantastical ones, is unusual for me. Let's get down to what we have gathered here.
- Yes, you are sick! - shouts.
- What kind of patient, if last month passed the examination. Just after the divorce. Just in case. Analyzes at least give to the exhibition.
- What are you carrying at all? - breaks.

No matter how you say it, but in our business the main thing is patience, perseverance and flexibility of thinking. Even the most nymphomaniac happens to not immediately jump into bed. Behind them first need to care, talk to them. This I firmly learned from a young age, they say, women love with their ears.

Talk to her a bit and she is yours.And if nothing else worked, then you need to say something romantic and to the place. About love, for example.

- So I love you, Natasha. As I saw for the first time, I immediately fell in love.

And he crossed his fingers behind his back. It is a sin to lie on straight fingers.

She immediately broke down.

“Why are you,” he says, “they did not immediately say that it was a matter of high feelings.” I wouldn’t even think of throwing cacti at you.

And then it all happened.

Right on the table.

And a little by the wall.

And on the windowsill.

Some irresponsible comrades of both sexes are probably wondering why I told this story. They say, the story does not cause a burning desire to curb immediately. And therefore, it has no right to communicate to the general public.

I will answer them here. Three marriages in the background. Life has seen. A woman, even the most recent nympho, she wants love.

She herself does not know this, or even does not believe in love at all. And still wants big and clean.

Well, or at least used mediocre and not very dusty.