- Listen, well, you're my cool! - a little thought, finally said Nadia.

My best friend just heard a detailed story about how a few days ago I had a wild sex with a married colleague at a desk in my own office.

“But ...” Nadia carefully picked up the words. - Be careful, do not solve anything on emotions. This is a wonderful adventure, but he has a family, this is a completely hopeless story, do you understand this?

I nodded hotly:

- Yes, and in my head ...

- Here. Therefore, for the sake of it you should not give up the relationships you have been working on for six years, right? - A friend looked at me carefully.

“Not worth it, of course,” I shook my head. - And I'm not going to make any confessions. Just an adventure, and it will not happen again. But you have to have time to try everything before the wedding! - I smiled.

- Here, this is the right conversation! - Hope laughed.

Externally, life went on as usual. I spent the New Year holidays with my boyfriend, we lounged at home, went to the cinema, met with friends. I had sex several times, and I tried my best to get rid of any extraneous thoughts at these moments.

On the first working day, I entered the office with an echoing heart and a firm decision not to recall what had happened. But as soon as I ran into Alexey in the corridor, both of us blurred in the same stupid smile.

“Well, hello beautiful,” he said. - Everything is good?

“Hi, yes,” I muttered, dissolving in the warm light of his huge eyes.

Here Alex suddenly became serious.

- Listen, what happened ... It was wonderful, but I think we need to stop. Otherwise it will become too dangerous.

- I mean, dangerous? - I stiffened. The fact that just five minutes ago, I wanted to say the same thing, it absolutely flew out of my head.

- It is better to stop now, otherwise too strong emotions will interfere in the matter ... You need to sort out your life, but me ... If my wife suddenly finds out about this ...

“Well, that, of course, yes,” at the thought of a direct confrontation with his powerful, loud wife, I shivered. “But she won't know anything if she is careful, right?”

“Still, it’s better not to,” he said again, but without the same confidence in his voice.

At that moment other people appeared in the corridor, and we went to our offices.

For the next week, Lesha and I barely saw each other. We did not remain alone, did not make extraneous conversations, but occasionally I caught his gentle glance, which did not convince me at all that he sincerely wanted to forget about our joint adventure. Finally, one day, the director decided to hold a meeting where Alexey and I were to attend, as well as a couple more people. Obeying an instinctive impulse, I went to the toilet before the meeting and changed my thick black tights that I wore all winter to thin stockings with a lace stripe, which I bought several days ago and hid in a drawer of my writing desk.

When I entered the director's office, two of my colleagues sat on one side of a rectangular table and only Alexey was opposite. I immediately sat next to him. A minute later, the boss appeared, sat at the head and started the meeting. I do not remember what I was talking about and whether I said something: all my attention was directed to cross my legs nicely and slightly move my skirt upwards. Aleksey tried to concentrate on the discussion, but then still glanced at my lap. Then one more and more ... At that moment, all the others leaned over the documents on the other side of the table, and Alexey, as if looking the same way as everything, gently put his hand on my thigh. I caught my breath. His fingers quietly crawled up and stumbled upon the lace of the stockings. Alex changed his face, his eyes turned completely glass. Unfortunately, or rather, fortunately, everyone began to move, ending the meeting.

“Oh, what an urgent task is important,” I drawled, gathering papers from the table, but looking at Alexey at the same time. “Looks like I'll have to stay today.”

He did not answer, but, as I had expected, a quarter of an hour after all my colleagues from the department had left, and I, complaining about the boss who had filled me with work, was left alone, Alex entered my office. He was wearing a coat over a suit, in his hands a briefcase.

- Well, what are you doing with me! He exclaimed instead of a greeting, hugging me.

We merged in a passionate, so welcome kiss. There was nothing more beautiful and natural than to smell it, its touch.

“So you wanted to show me so much?” - He whispered, lifting up my skirt. - Oooooh !!

His hands slid over my thighs and squeezed the ass, which the thong panties didn’t cover at all. I wrapped my arms around his neck again and pressed my lips to it. The kiss lasted and lasted, I began to take off his glasses, but he stopped me.

“Wait,” he said, catching his breath. - We can not, all the authorities sitting in his office, here almost behind the wall! I said I would go home.

“I will not make any noise,” I promised, tightening his coat.

He took off his coat, but continued to object:

- You know, at that time my wife made a scandal, she found some traces of ink on her shirt ...

“So take off your shirt,” I giggled, and went to lock the door with a key.

Alex came up from behind, hugged me and kissed my neck. I quietly moaned, clinging to his ass and feeling the strained cock. He put his hands under my jumper and began to gently knead my chest.

“Come here,” I whispered, pulling his hand up to the leather couch for visitors in the corner of the office.

Alex sat down, I settled on top of my knees facing him, pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his white shirt. He took the jumper off me, pushed the bra down, freeing the breasts and began to suck one or the other nipple. Then I got up and got rid of the skirt and panties, remaining only in stockings and high heels.

“How beautiful you are,” Lesha breathed.

He pulled down his pants and shorts, and I sat down again, now letting in his hard cock. Oh yeah! Choking with excitement, I quickly moved up and down, leaning on his shoulders. Leshina hands squeezed my ass, lips now and then caught my chest. I continued to set a frantic rhythm, enjoying some completely new sensations inside, and he did not stop me. When I was a little exhausted, Alex put me on his knees facing the back of the sofa, and he got up behind the floor and began to set his own rhythm, almost completely removing the penis and then abruptly inserting it to the very end. Then he came out of me, leaned over and began to gently caress all the most sensitive places with his tongue. I was exhausted from excitement, but in this position I was uncomfortable. Then I rolled over and sat on the sofa, Alex knelt, threw my hips on my shoulders and quickly slid my tongue over my clitoris, which caused me to explode in an extremely strong orgasm after a few seconds. He did not stop, and a little later a second wave covered me, of such power that it took me time to recover and cope with my breath.

Alex sat down next to me, and as soon as I caught my breath, I knelt down and began to suck his slightly relaxed member. As soon as he tensed, I sat down again. Now, after orgasm, I moved more slowly, but insanely vividly felt every touch, my whole body became like a bare wire. Then, unable to continue this sweet flour, I got off, knelt down and began to caress his penis with my hands and mouth, now accelerating constantly.

“I said I can't finish this way,” he whispered, but I didn’t stop. Half a minute later, his cock tightened more, Lesha groaned and with pleasure poured directly into my tongue.

“Oh ... you have no idea ... I haven’t finished this ten years ...” he tried to cope with his breath, and I smiled and gently licked the tip of his penis with my tongue.

I sat on the sofa next to Lesha. He pulled on his underpants and wanted to get up.

- Where are you going! - I exclaimed. “Relax for just one minute.”

He sat back again, and I sat on his shoulder, but I felt he was tense. I had to get up and dress.

Alex left the building first, sneaking almost on tiptoe, so as not to attract the attention of the delayed bosses. I finished dressing and looked at myself in the mirror: his hair was disheveled, his cheeks were red from his stubble, his lips were swollen. And in the eyes of happiness shone.

Somehow, putting myself in order, I closed the office, went out into the street and got into a car in Leshin. He immediately gazanul, looking around.

- Listen, well, it's impossible! - I exclaimed in the hearts. “You act like a loser spy.”

“Well, I'm worried that no one sees us, I don't want to create problems for any of the two of us,” he looked at me.

- But what do you want? - I asked suddenly.

- In terms of?

- In direct, what do you want from me?

- Listen ... I would like a lot of things, but given the circumstances ...

- Wait, say all these "but" about yourself and give me the finished result.

Lesch clearly confused.

- Do you want me to start? I would like us to see you sometimes and have sex. But so that at the same time you forget everything for a while and relax. What do you say?

He smiled his inimitable soft smile.

- I would also like us to see each other. And it's not just sex ... Since we met, it’s as if I became a boy again ... But it’s impossible: in the office, with all these people around ... If we could find another place ...

“So we’ll find him,” I said. - We'll come up with something.

“You are not only a beauty, but also a clever girl,” Lyosha laughed. - However, I always knew it.