pulled, saying:

- Change of position, Victoria Evgenievna. And now I want to possess you sensibly, feeling, arrangement ...

He lifted me to my feet and, disentangled from the lowered trousers (I couldn’t deny myself to hold on to the tense dick all this time), dropped the stapler to the floor, and then sat in my chair, delightfully looking around my body with greedy, predatory, proprietary with a look. And then turned me around and made me fall on the proudly rising member. I barely had time to spread my legs wide apart, sedating the most wonderful seat option for a woman, and then groaned from an excess of emotion: how did my body miss the hot fullness of the pouted vagina!

At first I tried to make a jump, but Daniel firmly pressed me by the hips. I gasped because it seemed to me that the penis was about to break through the belly somewhere near the navel, and there was a sly whisper near my ear:

- Do not hurry! I'm almost ready, but I still want to enjoy your body.

I obediently froze, although I wanted a rough continuation ... But is it possible that such men are refused? In addition, he domineering drew me to himself, and then one of his hands roughly crushed my chest, at the same time rigidly holding the nipple between the middle and ring finger, and the second began to caress a corner of the lips. And I could only moan mournfully, although I wanted to shout and scream - subtle caresses along with a hot dick inside quickly brought my body to the same state as it was before the orgasm. I was not even almost upset that Daniel was still wearing a shirt and jacket, and I did not feel his body with my shoulder blades, but sometimes my fingers gently scooped up thick growth on sperm-filled eggs ...

But that was not all! Sometimes a man grabbed me by the hips, slightly lifted and started fighting with the speed of a sewing machine, and I, feeling like a limp machine for fucking, just lamented, trying to suppress loud moans. Then everything returned to the exquisite torture, which the most sensitive parts of my submissively trembling body were subjected to ... And I understood the expression "Out of the fire and into the fire", trying to figure out what is better - when I am torn without sentiment, like the last fucking or gently and elegantly caress. An attempt to decide was made, since such a differentiated approach put me on the verge of an orgasm, but I wanted to finish at the same time as Daniel. We had to somehow get away from the skillful hands and hard penetration! And, perhaps, it saved us: with some tiny part of the consciousness, not touched by overwhelming pleasure, I rather felt, than heard, steps beyond the door.

Nothing better occurred to me than to simply fall down between the table and the window, almost knocking my forehead against the wall. Not much room for the secretary! I had to take a knee-elbow posture in tight space. I closed my eyes, feeling myself completely stupid, collapsing in the corner, but then the boss's voice rang out:

- Good day ... And ... where ... ahem ... my secretary? Is everything all right here? And then I heard the sounds of struggle.

“No, nothing of the kind here is happening,” answered Daniel’s calm voice.

I carefully looked over my shoulder ... And I almost screamed in despair: Daniel sat loosely sprawled in my chair, his jacket was opened, his shirt was unbuttoned for a couple of lower buttons, without covering up the invincible erection!

Oh no! Now the lower half is hidden from the boss by the table, but if Borka comes up right now ... And what will I tell him? This is not what you think, just in the nude it is much more convenient to look for a fallen clip! You ask why Daniil Viktorovich has such a riser? And he liked ... well, really liked it !!! ... video about our company ...

- Do you have any question for me? - I heard the voice of the boss again. - I'll be free in about five minutes.

- Oh, do not worry, Victoria Eugenievna successfully solves all my questions! You have a very executive secretary ...

That sassy! Also get into it in such a situation! I almost do not howl from a panic, and he deigns to joke!

- The main question remains, but I am sure that she will solve it with brilliance.

- Well! If you do not mind, tell her that I will be free in five minutes, and ask her to continue in the same spirit ... In the same spirit! - with pressure repeated the boss. - She must understand.

Well, great! Here I am quietly (and not only quietly) fuck, but he insists that this continues? And what difference does it make to me that he doesn’t know what gets up with me here !!! Everything, I was offended! Let Daniel continues: by this time, the ambiguous situation instead of dampening, on the contrary, supported the wild desire to get the hot member inside again.

Meanwhile, there was the sound of a door being closed, and then the chair's rollers sliding along the laminate. I turned around to ask: “Gone?”, But I saw Daniel hanging over me. How else? I settled down in a very relaxing position, why shouldn't a man take advantage of this? And why am I not surprised? My holes shamelessly offered themselves, representing an easy target, and the man rushed to her, not noticing anything around. What about me? I just bent, invitingly jerking up my ass, and moaned from only one anticipation.

However, Daniel did not take me in the usual way, but put a hot head to the anus.

- Oh yeah! Do it! - I moaned, wanting to feel belonging to this man completely and irrevocably.

The large head entered slowly and hard, making me wheeze from painful sensations, but I did not resist, hoping to oblige Daniel in any way he demanded. Finally, a hard cock slid in the ass, stretching it so that I thought - a little more and it will tear me.

Nevertheless, after some time I adapted, besides, my fingers were tugging at the wet folds and sometimes penetrated inside to lightly fuck the still vagina.

Daniel pushed my ass once more, another one, and a low moan escaped from my throat ... But not pain, but pleasure! I froze, trying to sort out a mixture of my feelings - both pain and pleasure. And the man considered my obedience for inviting me to continue and began seriously processing the stretched hole. I screamed, but just shoved a couple of fingers into the vagina, felt through a thin partition, as the hard piston walks in the ass ...

And after some time I moved towards the man hips. At first, carefully, afraid to lose a delightful sense of pleasure, and then more and more confidently, realizing that I want to be ripped off in the ass just as I had recently - vaginally, and orally too. And a couple of minutes later, Daniel rewound my hair around my fist, forcing me to bend over to a crunch in my back, and began to push my wriggling body, like a carcass on a spit ... And I could not stand the wild jump, collapsing into an orgasm. I still felt the pulsation of my anus on the hard trunk, I still felt the vaginal muscles on my fingers contract, but I was no longer here. In Nirvana, in space, inside a volcano or even in the middle of a solar whirlwind ...

A man could not resist my bright orgasm. He pulled a member of my ass and, putting it between the buttocks, began to water my back with abundant drops of sperm. The drumming on the skin and the sensation of a pulsating member near the still diminishing holes extended the sensation of sensation even more. It seems I could not resist a few loud cries ...

And then the phone blurted out briefly. Oh, how are you on time, boss! Or is it we on time? “In general, everything is good, that ends well!”, I thought, trying to adopt some more acceptable posture than a posture of cancer. No, I understood that Boris would come out now, but I couldn’t do anything with me: I was embraced by a feeling of complete, all-embracing happiness, and at the same time I felt like a dough wishing to spread a cake next to pools of sperm flowing down my ribs and thighs.

Daniel saved me. He raised me a few seconds later, whispering some kindly affectionate nonsense, threw a blouse and even somehow pulled the skirt, and threw the rest with a kick under the table. As soon as he managed to bounce in the middle of the waiting room, the boss came out.I desperately panicked that he would see that I didn’t have a bra under my blouse, and the thin fabric couldn’t hide the dark circles of my nipples, that in the reception room there was desperate smell of tart sperm, and I myself was disheveled, rumpled and still suffocating after the sexual act. On top of that, the blouse was indecently stuck to the body, wetted on the back with sperm, and the look of Daniel made you feel an inferiority complex - as if he had just come in - elegant, not at all crumpled (including trousers, and when did you have time to wear?), As if he were not looking 40 minutes of someone else's secretary!

However, Boris was not up to me: he peered at Daniel with a squint:

- You are not checking out the tax? I just got a call and was told that the raid turned out to be canceled! Who are you?

- Oh, I'm not at all aware of your relationship with Tax. In general, I am the director of a competing company ... I found out through my own channels everything about your company and came to find out personally who first brings down prices and then delivers low-quality goods to customers ...

ABOUT! Ltd!! OOOOOO !!! Is that what, I gave myself to the left peasant for nothing? Yes, even a competitor!

- However, - Daniel casually waved his hand, - Victoria Evgenievna very convincingly proved to me that you can be friends with you, and not make trouble ...

Well, great! Now it turns out that I cracked (albeit very qualitatively) just in order not to inflate the scandal?

- Get out! The boss growled and slammed the door in front of Daniel, who immediately turned to me.

But for some reason I didn’t want to roar at the insolent one who used my body for free ... Just some kind of “Inspector-in-Control” in faces! ... On the contrary, I looked at him with loving eyes and could not do anything with myself.

Meanwhile, Daniel put a business card in front of me:

- And you know, Victoria Evgenievna, I just made room for a personnel manager. I am sure you can handle this job well. And if any difficulties arise, you can always turn to me, and we will solve all the questions face to face ... Well, you understood me ... - and he winked mischievously at me. - I am waiting for you on Monday at the address indicated by 9—00 ...

Ps. I am writing these lines on the following Monday evening at the office of a rival firm in the new post of HR manager. I do not have underwear, because my new boss first called me before dinner, and then I went to find out a couple of questions, and the second time, Daniel recognized that the presence of my panties and bra wasn’t appropriate.

Oh yes, also: Daniel has everything in order with finances, and he is single. So, promising prospects open up ... I certainly showed myself to be an absolute fucking Friday, but doesn't a man want his wife to be a whore? ... But only with him! So everything is in my hands ... More precisely, my mouth, vagina and ass ...

P ps. Dear reader, if you get to the end of the story, do not take the trouble - put an assessment of my story.