(C) You know who said it.

We often flirt and forget to stop, realizing later that we were not an actor, but just a puppet.

I want to tell an instructive story, from the memory of which I feel ashamed, then a wave of passion covers my head, and I have to squeeze out my panties ...

My name is Lena, I'm 25 years old. So fate decreed that I didn’t really do anything, except that I was floating on the waves of life and was happy about it, while my parents kept everything wonderful. In my life asset there was only a stunned body, which I willingly watched, so that I could catch the expiring saliva of men's views, and not to bother with the presence of guys, whom I changed by the way with enviable constancy. Time flew unnoticed, and now a couple of wrinkles under the eyes that no one sees, but not me. No, they did not strain me, only more often they excited the thought that it would be time to become more serious, something I could do. Thoughts are thoughts, and parents are not eternal, and constant hints of what it would be time to start thinking about their own future at any successful opportunity.

We ought to start working, I constantly insisted on myself, the more financial situation got worse and worse.

It was definitely not about me to stand at the counter and something to someone, it really didn’t want to be used for production. Somewhere in the office, with air conditioning, you can still think. In general, after completing courses for an accountant, which lasted for several months already, and having enlisted good support for contacts, my profile was agreed to at one of the poor offices where I had to start working from day to day. The salary seems to be nothing, and the company was solid, the office was clean everywhere, good repair, and the staff seemed friendly, in general, everything was serious, I noticed when I was there during the interview. There I met my boss, rarely men become chief accountants. And maybe for the best I noticed to myself, otherwise we women can’t sometimes find a point of contact, especially if there was a terrible cow that couldn’t endure that her subordinate brazenly caught the attention of the male half of the company. We know each other well and we won’t give ourselves the opportunity to manipulate each other.

In general, a boss as a boss, of medium height, smart, well-mannered, not so handsome, but not a freak. Of course you can sleep for the sake of career growth, but I decided to achieve everything myself. And about the attraction to him and the speech could not go. I forgot to say what to call him Sergey, he is 30 years old. I did not notice the rings, but as it turned out later, I was just divorced.

At work, there was a strict dress code, so my favorite mini skirts and other gear that emphasize my awesome body could not be worn. Is that strict business suits, trousers, and if the dress, then strict. In principle, all dressed as they wanted, except that maintaining the framework of decency.

In general, a strict skirt above the knees, an elegant blouse, I spun for a long time in front of the mirror, getting ready for work, with thoughts: the bitch is good ...

The first day at work, everything is like everyone else, someone rushes around the office from department to department, from office to office, someone has rested against the computer, as if from the fact that the solitaire will converge his life will change drastically. I sat familiarizing with the documents and slowly flowed into the work. I have never had problems with men's views, in this case is no exception. In the kitchen, the men tried in every way to drive up and start a conversation, whenever possible being something useful. I never refused from courtship, especially if someone helped me to carry a heavy pile of paper or bring hot water, or even better with tea, without forgetting to put sugar.

There were working days, quietly involved in the work, became friends with the team.In our department, in addition to me, there were a couple more girls, the guy Dimka (yes, yes, the same one that was a stripper in previous stories), and, well, the head Sergey. My appearance girls were not particularly happy. Matter of course, the swell came here with long legs, all attention turned towards itself. Yes, and everything is constantly asking for something. For that, Dimka was always happy to help, which obviously ran out of girls even more. But they did not file the form. Sergey behaved tactfully, slowly but surely throwing up the work so that there was no time to turn his backside near other departments. Neither my angel eyes, nor the light tiresome sighs had no effect on him. He was strict and restrained, a real boss, alas, I emphasized.

At the end of the working day, I usually did not hurry to run away first, so as not to create unnecessary talk about what kind of jerk I was, which I actually was. Sergei, on the contrary, always lingered, showing how difficult he was. All have long been normal attitude to this, well, he's the boss.

One report was replaced by another, I slowly squeezed in a labor routine. But I did not want to work like that. I would have a drink of tea, and with girls from the neighboring department I could comb my tongues, continually flirting with the strong half. The stack of papers with unfulfilled work increased exponentially. Sergey was always not averse to suggesting something, but he was in no hurry to do my work for me.

I was very worried about the question. Does he really have even more work, since he constantly has to stay at work? Nothing much puffed him home, as he was divorced and very responsible for everything. But still he was tormented by the question. Does he really stay and work? How to check I did not even know, well, do not stay with him here on one for the sake of meeting some kind of interest there. The idea came quickly, my friend had a DVR in the car. She didn’t understand why I need it for a long time, but since it’s necessary, it’s necessary to explain how to use this device with me. From her words for 4-5 hours of continuous registration.

At the end of the day, my table, as always, is littered with papers, which every now and then I shift from one side of the table to the other. I carefully set the camera on the table near the stationery stand, the review on the boss's desk was amazing. Having randomly veiled the recording device with papers, I, satisfied, collected my handbag and went out as if nothing had happened. Not forgetting of course to click on the coveted button «rec. “(Write).

The evening was as usual. In the morning I came to work on time, having found my cunning "peeping" in the same position, I realized that the scam was not noticed. Throwing the recorder into the purse continued the ton)) to sort through the papers, trying to understand what stopped at yesterday ... The day ended as usual, Dimka was spinning around, as if he had something to do with my stack of documents, the girls all stared at the monitor, occasionally looking at and giggling in her spirit.

A surprise was waiting for me at home, or rather, I brought this surprise myself and took it out of my purse. For the whole day I couldn’t think what was hidden on the recorder’s flash drive. Pulling the storage device out of the DVR, I stuck it into my laptop and began to browse. Of course I did not intend to watch everything, constantly rewinding a bit before. Sergey sometimes went out, apparently to smoke, and for the first 40 minutes he honestly worked with documents, I already wanted to finish watching, when he suddenly put all his daddy aside, sat down in front of the computer and began to stare at the screen. Yes, he did not just begin to stare, he ate with his eyes, never saw that he watched something so enthusiastically. So, I thought. Then it was interesting, Sergei spread his legs and leaned back slightly. A good overview and a gorgeous picture gave reason to suspect that in his pants he had a real volcano of passion. Aha-ah, I decided to have a porno, I immediately saw through it. Then it was more interesting, I myself could not imagine that this video would be so interesting and exciting.He pulled out his penis, which was not so easily released and began to slowly drive his hand along the trunk, pulling the skin to the very end. It was difficult to take my eyes off such a picture, my boss is sitting and jerking off. For a moment, I even caught myself thinking ...