- Vasily Ivanovich, Vasily Ivanovich! - with joyful shouts, office workers flew into the director's office. - Our "Julia" goes to the international level! Imagine, Vasily Ivanovich!

With shining smiles, merrily shining eyes, they gave him a newly signed contract.

Vasily Ivanovich - a handsome, dark-haired 25-year-old boy, with a look of beautiful dark brown eyes carefully examined the document and, really seeing his cherished signature at the end, also flashed a smile.

“Well, my dear girls,” he said in a peculiarly deaf voice. - True, we are waiting for a phenomenal success!

“Not us, but you, Vasily Ivanovich,” the plump Valentina smiled smiled. - It was a project for you!

- Yes, Valentina Grigorievna is right, - confirmed the languid Sveta. - This is your success!

Relaxing, he sat back in his chair, and Vasily looked at his so courteous secretaries with a smile.

The eldest of them, Valentina Grigorievna, who was already under her fifth decade, had a beloved husband and minor son Misha. She had a large, pleasant face with cheerful green eyes, bulging reddish cheeks, a small rounded nose, and rich, dark cherry lips. With a flirtatious, boyish hairstyle of curly auburn hair, she today looked very impressive in a dark, broad-shouldered business suit, a spacious white blouse and a charcoal “pencil” skirt stretching to the knees. Below, her juicy seductive calves covered a dark mesh of transparent tights, and her feet are shiny dark shoes with white butterflies.

The second was a tall thirty-year-old brunette Svetlana. She also had a no less pretty but pale oval face, big smart dark brown eyes, a round nose and full red lips. Her gorgeous black hair beautifully poured out on the stove and her back, covered with a light cream jacket (buttoned with just two buttons, and also with overhead shoulders), and a spacious white shirt. Long legs were hidden by stylish dark trousers, accentuated with black high-heeled shoes.

Both were very good, both exuded a pleasant aroma of caramel perfume, and both liked Vasily Ivanovich in their own way. He valued Valentin for his excellent work on finance, diligent execution of the most important projects and impeccable punctuality. He knew that this old “office lioness” could be trusted with the most difficult tasks, not doubting that they would be completed on time. Therefore, he did not publicly consider her his “right hand” and not infrequently affectionately called Aunt Valley. He valued Svetka for always having excellent coffee, competent network marketing and ... a languid deep voice, which he was always pleased to hear in business negotiations on the selector.

- Oh, no, girls! - after some deliberation, Vasily Ivanovich gently countered them. - I beg you, do not flatter me! The victory of "Julia" is a victory for all of us! This is our common victory!

Still quite smiling, he rose from his office throne, rounded the desk (on which stood a flat-panel monitor from the computer and a pile of any papers) and approached the women.

“Well, we congratulate you anyway,” shaking his hand, she sang in Svetka's beautiful voice. - After all, it was your idea ... And we just did our job ...

“Similarly, we are just your employees,” said Valentina Grigorievna, no less affectionate timbre, in turn, taking his working limb. - Your faithful girls ...

“Thank you ...” he thanked the women, not without embarrassment, and suddenly he felt in his body a widespread bliss of extraordinary pleasure.

The good news, penetrated by the rays of the sun native light office, but the shining faces of two pretty secretaries, involuntarily agitated in him all his young blood.

"What if...- he thought. - If on the occasion of the success of the company, I fuck my lovely female workers ?! Fuck here and now ?! BUT?!"

And, from this thought alone, Vasily Ivanovich immediately became incredibly excited! All of a sudden he was agitated: this sweet emerald sheen of Valentina Grigorievna’s eyes, her sparkling flames of curly hair, playing bright glares in her filling cherry lips ... Even the wavy collar of her blouse (covering the thick neck of a woman with several noticeable folds of folds and a small second chin! ) Now worried about his whole molasses!

But he was also attracted by desire and milky-faced Sveta - her flowing dark hair, blooming lips make-up and ... smooth round nose!

Feeling the warmth of their friendly handshakes in their hands, Vasily also continued to listen mentally to their mutually pleasant voices, who congratulated him almost in unison on his first important career success!

After a minute, in anticipation of a rushing excitement storm, he, in order not to miss his "girls", quickly went to the office door and locked it with a lock!

- What are you doing, Vasily Ivanovich ?! - Valentina Grigorievna was amazed, having exchanged glances with Svetlana who was no less puzzled. “Why did you lock the door ?!”

Basil, seeing them in the rays of bright sunlight (generously pouring from the street through a large window) just stopped in place - they suddenly seemed to him queens, true goddesses of beauty, who were created for tenderness and love! The goddesses of whom he, the despicable slave of the “defective male”, forced mercilessly to work and wear asexual muzhik clothes!

“Girls ...”, almost choking with emotion, he said, looking at them with a real wild look. - Both of you today are just charming! You ... you are divine! You are lovely creatures of sacred love, and ... I want to give you this today in full! Do not be afraid, because today is our day, our holiday, our feast of love!

And, with these wondrous words, he fell on his knees before the ladies ... having started kissing their pretty dark shoes!

- Oh, I am a despicable slave of love, I am your despicable slave ... - breathing heavily, Vasily whispered, kissing Vali's shoe, then Svetka.

The women, staring stunned, either at him or at each other, also got really excited, not even knowing what to think!

After a minute, having fully kissed their shoes, he rose to his feet, and thankfully put his palms on their “big” shoulders. Then, looking into the green eyes of a mature brown-haired woman (with thicker and better tinted eyelashes than that of the young colleague!), He lovingly embraced her plump body and whispered hotly:

- I love you, Aunt Valya ...

And, gently grabbing the back of the employee’s fingers (fit for his mother!), Brought his “girlish” lips closer and ... merged with her lips in a kiss!

Affectionately wielding his tongue, he kissed her so gently and gently that she immediately “melted” from this kiss - a kiss from which both of them were instantly covered by a wave of powerful pleasure!

He kissed Valentina Grigorievna with all her young passion, but with exquisite grace, greedily licking her large teeth, wavy gums, sweet tongue. He kissed, sucking her abundantly salivating saliva like the nectar of the Olympic gods. And from this kiss, her head was spinning, the hot mouth squirting the fire of passion into her blood, and the lush loins began to shudder instinctively in the reflex of the awakened sexual desire!

Drowning in this lingering kiss, Valya embraced the back of hot Vasily with her large hands and even involuntarily crushed the white flesh of his shirt!

Sveta, having widely hatched on this smacking of an adult partner with a young boss, fell into a real peak of amazement, unwittingly opening her charming mouth!

And, soon, Vasily Ivanovich, as if remembering her, having hardly broken off the lips of a flushed woman (still tenderly licked her nose!), Turned to the brunette.

“I love you, Sveta,” he said, immediately drawing the girl to him.

Running pale hands into her gorgeous black mane, he touched her scarlet lips, involuntarily tucking the face of her nose.

Now sucking in new saliva, he enjoyed her mouth - the girl, like her colleague, quickly became numb from his skillful ...