double the profit. Actually I began to systematize. Giving a breather of erection. Exactly until the moment when Karina, who was assigned to deal with the old contracts, did not enter the office with several folders in her hands.

- Where is it, Alexander Nikolaevich?

- What is it"?

- Cases of suppliers with whom we have broken contracts.

At first I wanted to say: “In the trash,” but then I changed my mind. No, well, it is not good to have such a slim figure and to possess such a bust! And do not hide it. Even show off. Especially the secretary. Especially with a boss like me. So, my girl, she asked for it herself.

“Put that cabinet in, Karina, on the second shelf,” I replied, rising from the table.

Karinochka prokosla heels to the closet and slightly bent, arranging the folder. I was already in the back to observe a delightful picture ... And what is this? Skirt on an appetizing ass slightly moved up. And the strip of leather over the lace elastic of the stocking became quite noticeable. Stockings! Yes, my secretary is just made for office sex!

As everyone knows, men do not trust their eyes - they all have to try to touch.

Feeling like a lustful goat, I stroked the elastic buttock, climbing higher up under the skirt. But all the negative emotions immediately evaporated, as soon as my hand felt velvety smooth skin. Now it is clear why women are dragged when they spend their hands on the fur. Just what kind of crap this fur, when a man's hand can feel the most delicate silk of a woman's ass!

Flinches ... And why shudder something, if a man's hand is already under the skirt wanders? It is necessary to shout, in the face to give the chief. Scratch. And she? Flinches, you know ... So, I'm on the right track. Or winding?

- Alexander Nikolaevich! What do you allow yourself?

I come to my senses! Jumped. I almost got to the cracks! Doesn’t he realize that a man in my condition is dangerous to health? Or vice versa is very useful. If not resist.

But good! Cheeks flushed, sponges opened, glasses on the tip of the spout slipped. And breathes like! Chest rapidly heaves. Just about from the captivity of a blouse will break out! Buttons under pressure and crack.

Okay, let's go in a different perspective. Picturing a cross between Romeo and D. Artagnan, I pulled my slim body to me and whispered passionately:

- Karina! I want you for so long! You are such a sensual and sexy girl that I’m just crazy about you! ..

I continued to drive a similar snowstorm, but I myself thought: well, no, so that I could stand, leaning. Listening to my hand, groping for interesting places. In the end, mutual assistance has not been canceled. Everyone would solve their problems in one fell swoop. Everyone is happy and contented. So no, it is necessary to persuade, to portray something. And then the men - goats. Seducers. And yourself? With legs, butts, neckline? Undead in the initial chronic stage? Fool, you also will become easier!

Meanwhile, my Valkyrie surrendered. The cheeks of hers were still, the glasses slid down even more, but she closed her eyes, stretched her lips towards me ... What do you mean? I, what, come here to kiss? Somewhere in the back of my mind, my feminine principle suggested that girls could not live without it. I clung to my lips. And my hands began frantically to unfasten a blouse.

Karinochka, trying not to tear herself away from my mouth, tried at the same time to resist. Timidly, of course. Well, she had to show that "I am not like that." And she is already a quick tongue in my mouth disposes. In the breaks, almost moaning:

- Well, Alexander Nikolayevich, well, I can not immediately.

Like "I can't do it right away"? Is that so? With a bra under the throat and bare breasts, on which the male hand fumbles, sometimes squeezing the nipples? So - "I can not"?

- Suddenly someone will enter ...

“The door is locked,” I lied.

Yes, hardly anyone without a report rushes. And if it breaks, then what? Well, see how the head fucks his secretary. Eka nevidal!

Between times and kisses Karina was with a skirt on the hips in the form of a wide belt and my hand in her panties. She sometimes still tried to protest in a fading voice: “Alexander Nikolayevich, what are you doing?”. But oh and a-ho in her increasingly incoherent speech was increasing. I, caressing the gentle folds that gradually moistened, listened to the tonality of groans. To the correctness of the pronunciation of his name and patronymic. And when it sounded like this “Sannyaloviaaaaah!”, Decided that it was quite ready. Ready for the direct execution of their additional secretarial duties.

Unfolding Karina, I pushed her to the table. And when she leaned her palms on the edge of the tabletop, he unzipped the pants. And then he lowered his tiny panties to elegant legs.

- Alexander Nikolayevich, I ask you not to, - Karina murmured, standing in tilt and obediently waiting for my member. And even slightly shook inviting hips. Oh women, your name is cunning ... Fuck! Shakespearean poems spoke from an excess of feelings! ..

“Well, don’t, don’t!” I thought. And, putting the head to the opened crack, he sent his Kid forward. Wow, what a thrill! Member pierced wet, perfectly prepared by my fingers, the vagina at once for the entire length. Karinochka stopped playing the unfortunate victim, raped by the lustful boss, and groaned passionately. Oh, in vain did you do it! From a sensual groan, filled with the soulful symphony of the feminine, I almost finished everything here. I would not like to disgrace in the very first sexual intercourse. Understandably, I would have been justified by the fact that a few hours ago I was of the other sex. But ... I was cool. I already took a pretty busty chick. My dick is already squeezed tight vagina. My secretary's body was studied by me with the thoroughness of Sherlock Holmes. And now I can not think only about myself. What to do?

I leaned in a little. Turned her head to her. Gently, he took the earlobe of the pink ear in his mouth and began to suck, twisting his tongue. Feeling the dumb tinkle of a carnation of an earring on my teeth. The second hand I spent in the hollow between the breasts. Barely touching your fingers smooth skin. Karina sighed violently and moved her hips. Wow! What are you doing, my girl ?! My bastard, hardened to steel hardness, enjoys close wet depths. And I barely restrain myself. Sweat from tension. But I continue. My fingers ran around one chest around the circumference. Slightly squeezed another. But so as not to hurt the nipple. Let Karinochka torment in anticipation of more detailed caresses! Then my fingers began to describe concentric circles on the chest. Approaching a solid column. Now beneath the pads there are tender nipple tubercles in close proximity to the swollen button. And at the very last moment I remove my hand ... A disappointed poluvship-half-tone. And my hand is now crawling on the tummy. Slides on bare pubis. Drawing on it intricate patterns. The index and middle fingers move apart and caress the outer labia. But without touching sensitive folds. I slightly move my fingers, barely perceptible touch touching the gentle lips. And remove the hand.

- Alexander Nikolaevich, - I hear a plaintive voice. It mixes suffering and pleasure. - You are welcome...

Well, okay. I was already released, and I feel that I can move in my secretary. Without the risk of losing face. And I'm moving. Straightening and putting your hands on your hips. (Porn stories) Considering the whole, oh, how, entertaining process of capturing my trunk with gentle lips stretched on it. What could be more beautiful than this? Submissive to my movements beautiful woman. Sometimes gratefully shaking hips. Feeling tight humidity at the tip of my dick. And the male's own ecstasy. Taking his female. Who owns her, her sweet vagina and her thoughts. Can a woman's emotions be compared with the emotions of a man ruling over her? ..

I leaned in again. Already without any games he took hold of his nipple, caressing him between his fingers. The second hand penetrated between the thighs. Fingers felt the wet tenderness of the lower sponges.And without delay, they began to caress them with a slightly rough caress. At the same time my blows became stronger. And more sweeping. As allowed posture. I already wanted to tear the bitch twisting and bending under me. Moaning not languid tender sighs, and passionate animals cries.

Karina came unexpectedly. She bent so that her head lay on my shoulder. Her slim body trembled in large shocks. Her palm pressed to her lips. Apparently in order to drown out the tearing cry. (Well, what can I say? You almost got it ...). The vagina is reduced to the penis, squeezing it like a hand. What an amazing feeling! Feel like a woman taken by you is beating in ecstasy of pleasure!

Inspired, I decided: “Now I’ll tear you apart. I'll figure it out so that you can’t reduce legs! ” I practically was sure of it. But as is usually the case, reality can easily stifle any of our plans. Tearing my secretary and otymet, so that my legs could not be reduced, today I was not destined. As soon as I started with a sweep, I pushed my dick into a wet sobbing vagina, like Karinochka howled:

- Alexander Nikolaevich! It hurts me.

Fuck! And what should I do now? With steel erection? With a dick hammered into a pretty pretty girl? She, what, thinks I can stop? ... Ah! Yes what am I? There is another way!

I came out of Karinochka and gently pressed on the shoulders. Come on my girl! I hope female intuition will tell you which algorithm to choose. She understood everything correctly. She knelt down in front of me. Looking at me over my glasses, which slid to the very tip of the snub nose, smiled. Slightly embarrassed and at the same time impishly. And opened the puppet sponge.

“What a glorious feeling!” - I thought, when small fingers pulled the skin to the very base of the penis, and my mouth traveled in a ring to the middle of the trunk. I don’t know if Karina skillfully did blowjob. the girl stands in front of me on her knees and sucks. And I enjoy her lips. The king, god and lord, is ...

I stroked her on the gentle cheek when she lovingly pressed to my other member. For a few moments, released from the captivity of her sensual mouth. Said:

- I want to see your eyes...

Well, who told you that raising your eyes, you need to release a member from his mouth? Yeah, that's better! No, it's just some kind of Hermitage. Big eyes, glasses that came to the tip of the nose, and plump lips covering my cock. Oil painting, masterpiece. Rembrandts are nervously smoking aside. As a true fan of art, I could not stand it. Snarled and threw the first gorgeous stream right into the mouth of the beauty, who was kneeling in front of me.

She gasped, frightened. Apparently by surprise. (Fuck! What a surprise - a man ends up from a blowjob). She pulled away, stunned, flapping her pointed lashes. I continued to poke around. Releasing white stream after stream directly to the exposed face. Well, not yet let go of my shrinking penis! And I could swallow everything, at the same time caressing the tongue inside the mouth ... "Well, it worked out so well," I thought, watching the white drops run down on the glasses, thicken on the cheeks, cover puzzled open lips ...

And it's good to be a man! It was this thought that occurred to me when I watched a blush, which sometimes protruded on my secretary's plump cheeks. She put herself in order. Clothes Makeup, first erasing the traces of our comfort with wet wipes, and then tinting. Points The same napkins. Haircut ... And I, what? I zipped up and sipped coffee from a cold coffee pot. Beauty! ... Well, yes! Yes! When Karinochka put herself in order, I had to go up to her, hug her and kissing on the cheek, whisper what a miracle she was, how I felt good with her, that I had not met such sweet women and blah blah blah. But in the end, I find it difficult, or what? ..