- My husband's boss. Part 1
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lips, hand groping still strained penis. He responded to a kiss and we began to kiss our kisses. The sofa responded to our movements with heart-rending squeaks, and I had no doubt that our boss now hears everything.
Husband paved the path of wet kisses from the hollow between the breasts on the stomach down. I was moving my hips in anticipation, trying to finally get rid of the sheets stuck on me. Here is his hot breath in the crotch and finally his lips lightly touch mine. I was impatiently spreading my legs wider, running my fingers into Olezhka’s hair. Now I could not hold back the moans of light, guessing that now Sergey Vladimirovich should feel. I imagined the cover that was covering him covering the groin area, and bit my lip, literally pressed Olezhka's head into the crotch. His tongue finally began its sweet torture, with quick movements, tickling the clitoris and pushing aggressively between folds. I was quickly wetted.
Finally, when I felt an orgasm approaching from afar, I pulled away. Oleg moved on his elbows above and kissed me on the lips. I let his tongue in, feeling my taste. His penis began to poke between my legs, but I stopped him:
“Honey, did you prepare me well for your boss?” - I knew what he wanted to hear. I saw how it excites him - then I go to him.
Oleg rolled back on his side, looking at me. His gaze in the darkness of the room was hard to make out. I only saw his eyes gleam and heard heavy excited breathing.
“Then go,” his whisper was barely perceptible.
Creaking the sofa, I stood on the cold floorboards, and as I was, naked, I tiptoed to the side of the boss's room. For a moment my silhouette flashed in the mirror. The moonlight beautifully lit the excited body.
Here is his room. It was darker because of the night curtains. Standing on the threshold, I tried to see something, confident that he was not sleeping. Suddenly, the nightlight switch clicked and a soft yellow light flooded the room. I blinked, stupidly covering my lower abdomen.
Sergey was sitting on the bed, looking at me in the doorway. I excitedly felt like on the panel, my nipples hardened, and I finally lowered my hands, posing naked before the eyes of a man. He threw back the sheets, showing me his device, already a bit tense, and made a sign in his direction, as if inviting them to do it.
Behind me, I squeaked a sofa, and I realized that Oleg was taking a more comfortable position to watch an upcoming adult movie. In an unlit room, he could remain invisible to Sergey and me, seeing for himself everything in detail.
I approached the man and knelt on a rough rug beside the bed. Her hands reached for the man's dignity, which was already poured by force and now proudly rushed upward, exposing the large head. There is no woman in the world who could calmly look at the excited male member. With trembling fingers, I felt his testicles, massaged the trunk, and finally, feeling the strong hand of a man on my head, leaned over and opened my lips. The head entered the mouth at an angle, sliding along the cheek, which outside my head held out with his palm. I felt his penis stretch my mouth. His hand began gently patting the cheek, which rested against the head. Despite the humiliation of this dubious affection, I flowed, feeling keen arousal.The member began to move deeper and not being able to swallow, I felt like moisture from the mouth runs down the chin on his chest. I rubbed her fingers over nipples, making a chest moan.
There were no unnecessary words, everything happened under my quiet moans and creaks of the bed.
Finally, the chief was satisfied with my mouth and pulled me to bed by the hair, turning her back. Breathing heavily, I spread my legs, feeling how between them a large body of a man was powerfully turning over, settling down comfortably. Finally, he lay down on me with all his weight and pressed his piston into me. He just stretched me from below with his fat dick, and I could not help myself from moans. With my husband, the sensations were completely different.
Vkachachaya me in his body, the chief began to kiss my neck, lick the earlobe. I swam away. Yielding to a sudden desire, I gently whispered in the man’s ear:
- Our husband is now seeing us ...
He did not answer, but his movements became even tougher and faster.
“He sent me to you himself,” I continued to whisper sweetly in my ear to my lover.
The man rolled over onto his back, dragging me along with him, almost slipping from the narrow bed, and I found myself in the pose of a rider. Raising me a little by the hips, he began to drive his dick into me from below. I turned out to be a booty to the door, imagining what kind of a husband is now opening. A short orgasm unexpectedly shook me in the hands of a man, leaving me to hang out like a doll in his hands. Her heavy breasts swayed from side to side, nipples touching the man's chest. The discharge, oddly enough, only increased the excitement.
Sergey Vladimirovich slowed down his movements a bit in me, apparently trying to prolong the sensations. I leaned over kissing his lips, caressing his tongue. His hands left my chest and lay on my buttocks, pushing them apart. One finger persistently massaged the hole priests, sometimes dropping down to take a little moisture. I longed to understand that I would soon feel his cock in the priest.
Then the floorboard creaked behind me, and at the waist I felt Oleg's cool hands. Sergey Vladimirovich, realizing that we are no longer alone, slowed down expectantly and looked behind my back. His excited look expressed nothing but passion. The male now did not care with whom to share me, just to get his own. I was bribed by such animal passion.
Oleg's hands began to stroke me, giving new sensations. Being on a member of one man and taking caresses of another - it was something!
Subconsciously wanting to disclaim responsibility for everything that happens, I slid off Sergei, and found myself on my back, between my husband and my boss, with my legs spread, leaving the men to do what they want.
First of all, the chief immediately lay on me again, pushing his machine in one motion all the way. My husband sat down on the side of the bed, caressing my body with his hands. Sergei pulled me to his hips, lifting my ass from a wet sheet, and began to penetrate me steadily, kneeling on the bed. My husband clenched his shaking breasts, caressed my lips with his fingers.
I seemed to be in the arms of some kind of fairy creature with four arms. At the same time, I felt keenly that one of these men was my legal husband, who had an exclusive right to me. He leaned over, trying to kiss me on the lips, but I unexpectedly pulled myself away:
- no, honey ... just look, - I whispered to him, looking into his eyes, feeling like a member of another is moving in me. Oleg turned a frozen look between my legs, to the place where the big stick of his boss was scurrying around. A member of her husband was tough and long as ever, when I put my hand on him, moving along the trunk.
From my words, Sergey, hoarsely croaked, and having accelerated, began to discharge into me sperm. While his dick pulsed in me, I managed to finish sweetly, twirling the spouse's penis in my hand. Now, he still leaned over and kissed me, extending my orgasm with this kiss, forcing him to twitch on the member of his boss and whine thinly.
Having finished, Sergey syto fell off and got out of bed.His place was immediately taken by her husband. His stiff dick slid into me easily over the head of the sperm. Still, right after Sergey's fat organ, I felt the difference between men. But when Olezhka leaned on me and pushed me to the end, pleasant languor poured inside - he reached beyond the boss, touching on some areas that had not yet been cared for in the evening. The marathon continued. Under my moans, Oleg was hammering a dick into me, and I looked into Sergei's eyes, who was naked sprawled now in a chair next to the bed. From excitement I was no longer myself, I lay back on the pillow, my eyes closed with my hand, pushing from the pushes on the bed. Oleg, under the gaze of our chef, still could not finish. But the dick in me was just as tough. Peering from the palm of my hand, I noticed that Sergey Vladimirovich was again excited from our performance with Oleg.
I strained all my strength and rolled over on Oleg, not sure yet what I wanted to achieve. Olezhek stayed inside me, and moving on it now, I cast a call-out glance at my boss from under my lashes. Oleg caught my eye and also looked at the boss. No one said a word, but Sergei got up and walked behind me.
I arched my back in vexation, lifting my ass to meet a man. He was in no hurry, and while Oleg gently rocked me back and forth on his organ, our boss caressed me in the crotch, then with a moist thumb he pressed on the anus ring, relaxing me there. So he pressed me tightly over the waist to Oleg, forcing me to bend as far as the crunch, and began to gently push my instrument into my ass. It was a little painful, but the pleasure of this debauchery and excitement made me endure, allowing the man to penetrate deeper and deeper with smooth movements. Oleg, stopped the movement, and with burning eyes looked at me from below. I leaned lower to him and breathed out to his lips:
- He is already in me ...
Oleg squeezed my chest with a groan and began to move again. Now Sergey has joined him, also grabbing my chest, stroking his ass with his hand.
So it happened! There were two men in me at once that some time ago I could only dream of some erotic dream after two weeks of abstinence. Members rubbed at me, stretching me like a glove worn on thick fingers. Sergey Vladimirovich strongly slapped me on the pope, so that tears spilled from my eyes:
- Mmmm, good bitch ...
Rough praise came now to my liking and I took a kiss to my husband, trying to convey my condition to him, trying to share this excitement with him. Under the impulses of the chief, I caressed my husband's lips with my own, sometimes ridiculously poking his nose into him.
First finished in the pope Sergey, pushing me over to the limit, pressing my belly to my ass. Understanding what was happening, Oleg could not resist, striking the uterus with a tight stream. The groans of men better than any flattery made me gently shake my hips until they calmed down.
Sergey Vladimirovich in one motion, which caused a storm of sensations, took the penis out of my priests, forcing part of the sperm to spill right down over the rubbed sexual lips. I slipped off my husband myself, hardly taking a breath.
I did not have time to finish, despite the excitement. Affected unusual sensations. I finished a little later, taking turns sucking on the overworked penises of men, lowering my hand down and playing with my finger with the clitoris.
After some time the house fell into a satisfied sleep. Husband went to the sofa. I stayed to sleep in the head of the bed, putting my head on Sergei Vladimirovich’s chest, fingering the hairs in his groin.
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I like it. We are waiting for the continuation.
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What is there to continue? Husband got a promotion.Weekend began to spend together and everything was good.
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If you continue, then you have to make a whore already outright fucking wife.
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Somehow everything is too amicable and cloying, I want more sharpness and humiliation of my husband in the genre of kukold. They save only classical techniques such as "prepared me for a lover" and "stayed to sleep in a lover's bed" ...
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The first 5 parts were better ...
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is it time to finish?
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Yes Leta V, in my opinion it is necessary to finish, because further to write? “What has a husband been promoted to?” or the fact that the secretary’s job has increased to satisfy the boss, do you do it, satisfy the husband in the workplace? ” the chef was wiping his feet on him. If I'm wrong, go ahead. But in my opinion it is not worth it, until I got a portrait of the main character, like such a small bitch, spoiled, but not poorly educated, she loves her husband with her strange and understandable love; and if you continue it sooner or later you will get the image of a whore, which will remain, somewhere 8th mine - the 9th part, without a husband and possibly without a lover.
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agree.
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Well done, you write beautifully. These chmoshniki kukoldy have already been pissed off, as if the husband cannot love sex in Troy and still remain a peasant.
Further, in my opinion, either to spoil everything or just tell how they continued to fuck))) Although in principle they could have wondered about the idea of seducing the wife of the boss ... but only so that it was very difficult for them to do it))
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In no case is it time to finish! Write, you are very good at it!
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It is not clear why the boss needs a presence when the davalk's husband fucks.
This violates intimacy, breaks the chain of command - people who have sex together, come together.
We eat together, we drink together, and together we have a babe - a male fraternity.
It turns out that the boss lowered himself to the level of a sucker subordinate, swinging with his wife in his presence and observing their sexual intercourse. There is no reduction in the role of a husband in sex - he is almost an equal partner.
Koshok could get permission from the boss to sperm in a certain way, his wife could help him in this (only with the permission of the dominant male). Moreover, the husband wildly dragged from the infidelity of his wife (already a deviation), rapidly finished from the words of his wife, not touching the penis.
It turns out incomprehensible: who is the boss for the family - a partner in sex? friend? friend?
What a thrill of such a relationship for the head? Is he dominant and blushing from causing humiliation, breaking other people's moral norms? Or does he just love to fuck young girls? In the second case, the presence of a horse will be superfluous.
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You are thinking patterns inspired by similar stories. I do not want to slide into such a banality. we are all living people and in reality it is very difficult to step over any barriers, even if it causes excitement. A husband, for example, can divide me with another in a fit of passion, but the humiliation of his personality can spoil everything. People - they are not single-celled.)
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The humiliation of her husband's personality has already happened. The size of this humiliation in any human society will be regarded as very significant: consciously allow sexual intercourse of his wife with another man. It is clear that the husband is terribly dragged by this, there are no questions for him.
The boss is better than the husband in everything: stronger physically, smarter, he is a more strong-willed person + has better potency. Does his wife prefer him to her husband for these reasons? How is the dominant male? Then there are no questions for her either.
What is the boss buzz? He fucked the young girl as he wanted and where he wanted. What for he needs a subordinate during sex?
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And here are mostly porn stories, and you pushed the story into a porn not just a plot, but a plot and a good psychological tricks. Men almost do not write like that, finely treading the line, although ... I don’t agree in one phrase. You write in the comments “A husband, for example, can share me with another in a fit of passion, but humiliation over his personality can ruin everything” and in the story it was written. After another time, the house was loaded into a satisfied son. Husband went to the sofa. I stayed in the wall of the chair and put the head on my chest with Serghei Vladimirovich, surmounting the shoulder of his head in his lap: it doesn’t mean to humiliate yourself, it doesn’t mean to be humiliated.
in the groin at the head, and not vice versa ?. You, as the heroine, have humiliated the husband just as a person. Therefore, I do not even know what it is better to fantasize about treason or humiliation of a husband? But in principle, if the husband is really your editor-in-chief and he is dragged from this, then you have an idyll in the family.
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He does not identify himself with the husband from the story. He likes the very plot of fantasy. Our family here is almost nothing to do with)
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And the main character, you do not write with yourself, and the fantasy about betraying your husband came to your mind without a husband. :))))
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And here are mostly porn stories, and you pushed the story into a porn not just a plot, but a plot and a good psychological tricks. Men almost do not write like that, finely treading the line, although ... I don’t agree in one phrase. You write in the comments “A husband, for example, can share me with another in a fit of passion, but humiliation over his personality can ruin everything” and in the story it was written. After another time, the house was loaded into a satisfied son. Husband went to the sofa. I stayed in the wall of the chair and put the head on my chest with Serghei Vladimirovich, surmounting the shoulder of his head in his lap: it doesn’t mean to humiliate yourself, it doesn’t mean to be humiliated.
in the groin at the head, and not vice versa ?. You, as the heroine, have humiliated the husband just as a person. Therefore, I do not even know what it is better to fantasize about treason or humiliation of a husband? But in principle, if the husband is really your editor-in-chief and he is dragged from this, then you have an idyll in the family
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Here it is just clear, lena V, if this is really a girl, for me this question is still open; lena made a subtle reception, it was not for nothing that she mentioned in one of the parts about the teenager’s complexes. In my opinion, the author builds the image of the boss and the husband, not the boss should humiliate the husband, but vice versa, so that the husband simply shares his wife with the boss. The heroine does not want to leave her husband, she is afraid of this because she is from a prosperous family, what family and friends will say: she cares about it. And the friendship between the husband and the boss, stretches from the first part - it was not a secret. And the plot couldn’t have been turned out differently, and in my opinion, such an ending should be.
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You understood everything correctly.
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I agree
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no need to continue unequivocally as a smart story and captures
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ATP) But then, I'm afraid the plot will dictate itself. We roll into a banal porn.)
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I liked it very much, but I don’t need to continue, as though the topic has already been solved and logically finished. A further theme in any case will be like a new story, so it is better to write a new story and not spoil a wonderful work.
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It's clear. The question now is this: to put an end to one more part, or to leave such innuendo?
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the story was a success and it is necessary to put an end, moving on to the next story.
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This is all fantasy)) There are many other headings in which you can dream up))
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All the same, I would like the main character to become after this Alpha a male for the chef's wife
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Yes, and interesting, and how do you want to finish it? In my opinion a good ending came out. You can write part 7, but it will be banal porn and strange at the end of a pirouette. :)))
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Another part, understatement is not very look.
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In my opinion, everything is clear here.
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I think it is worthwhile for you to write stories of this genre more often, I am your big fan, success to you, Lena)
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About how) Thank you)
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Definitely need the ending of the story and please do not stop writing further about the new characters.
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Very similar to our relationship, precisely in the words, thoughts, actions ... and the name is also Lena ...))
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Probably the best story on Seksvayf. And it is very good that they did not slip to the kukolda. The husband loves his wife and is proud of her. He is glad that she likes more komut, which excites his boss. But it belongs to her husband. This is the essence of seksvayf - wife for her husband, but still fucks with someone, oh. But this does not demean her husband ... she loves her husband.
It would be possible to write further, but it will be a description of some situations with them ... The topic has already been disclosed, then there will be just sex and stories about NM to the husband or boss
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Does not humiliate? He licked her after the chief, at her request. She does not even offer this to her boss. She decided to sleep with the boss, not with her husband. Yes, and "I'm your bitch," she says the boss, not her husband. For me, this is already humiliation, that your woman does not consider you the main one. I would like to see a sequel on the contrary. But still somehow rehabilitating her husband as the head of the family and the main man in the life of the heroine. But it is real in some Kukold rolls down ...
Or you can make the heroine throw a mistress for her husband) and then you can bring them all together, 4th)
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I do not agree that there is no humiliation. Humiliation husband there, but not many. In the stories of this genre they are usually more.
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I am for the continuation, at least the final part, and namely rehabilitating Oleg. The fact that the heroine stayed to sleep with the chief, there is something wrong, wrong. She loves her husband. Motivation of the act is not clear. Yes, as here earlier expressed about the sucker - the subordinate. Oleg is, albeit lower in rank, managerial position, has access to official and commercial information, In addition, Sergey is married and clearly does not want publicity. Sergey's mental abilities are clearly exaggerated. Chef Oleg on the hook. And the human psyche is vulnerable and in general the subject is dark. Here is a case in life, only there because of money. The same sucker, they thought so, in the conditional Sergey Vladimirovich, In 2 months 80% of the business was cut off, and after 3 years the company went bankrupt. The office was not sickly, it traded meat in a large city, its own slaughterhouse, the herd, everything. Here and count Loch he or how.
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I agree that Lena, to some extent, is really under the control of her boss, who can really be bankrupt. The author also writes, as she says, so that it is real, and the reality is that the boss is really on the hook, with Oleg, in a place with his mistress. And, if you also show that Oleg has records of his very first betrayals of his wife, then he can turn them around, as he wants and it’s not clear who will lick anyone after whom. As Oleg said in one of the parts, this is a game and you can play it in three, but who said something about the rules?
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Now you understand what I meant when I said whether the high-level chief would sleep with the wife of a subordinate with her husband.
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With a husband, without a husband, no one will sleep with anyone. Only the mournful head will go to such a connection. This is pale. Shela in the bag is not concealed, and similar stories end with the same scuffle and divorce.
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No, well, as it is necessary to separate fiction and reality. In reality, every year the choice of a young female butcher who agrees to everything is updated. The secretariat is full of free girls, with married-purely official relations. Well, fuck busy drunk, so the maximum for the cheek will pile. Who needs problems with a jealous husband.
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I understand, but I do not see anything reprehensible if the author wishes to be the old leader in front of her husband, if her husband does not mind. I believe that the story can be a fantasy far from reality, for her the story is like a vent to dream about what is not possible in reality. The first three parts are possible in reality 4 and 5, too, but with a big stretch.
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I also do not see anything wrong in the fact that the woman from the story was fucked by the boss in front of her husband, if her husband does not mind. That's just a strong, powerful, self-confident man, alpha male, as the author of the work puts it, will not be comfortable talking with a man who allowed to fuck his woman. This is weakness, and weakness is usually not forgiven. What is happening in their family this is theirs, a purely personal matter, and experiences. You are right that the first three parts were at the level, and then some confusion.
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I agree with you, especially after the moment when the wife sucks a member of the chief under the table, while he specifically calls her Oleg and begins to chastise him saying “I fuck your female, and you listen to reproaches and your wife hears it all, but sucks as if nothing had happened". Although the most striking thing that the author says in the comments is that this is pure fantasy and the image of the husband is not taken from her husband at all. I personally believe it badly. :))))))))))))
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Let me insert my five kopecks!
I was touched by the arguments about the "loser" husband, since he allowed his wife to enjoy. I am sure that commentators do not consider themselves a sucker when, for example, they come to the beach with their companion. However, for a huge number of men, even in our country, to show only the face of the spouse is already unheard of humiliation and a manifestation of "lohostva." Everything in these matters is very relative. What is unacceptable for some, for others routine.
On the contrary, the husband in the story is a wonderful person who takes care of his wife. She had long wanted sex with two men or a tougher sexual partner. To everyone's pleasure, the wife could get all this within the framework of the marriage, without deceiving her husband or destroying the family.
This behavior, however, has its pitfalls, is not so simple. But the moral is that if my woman is “fucked off”, then I am a sucker, and vice versa, quite primitive, and just stupid
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That's right. Oleg has an internal core, he is not a rag.
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The continuation of the story may not be in the direction of the transformation of the wife into the final b. Although this is a typical development of events for such stories that I had to read.
Perhaps more truthful, which I have often met in my life.
This involvement in joint sexual experiments, for example, wives of the chief, friends, visiting thematic parties, resorts.
The truth will be difficult, but in my opinion it will be almost impossible to combine work and sex. But this is a solvable problem.
There will be more difficulties, it is very interesting how the heroes of the story will decide them.
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The end must be written. In the morning we woke up, sat down, made a decision that satisfied everyone. And draw a line under this story. As for the continuation ... Everything is at the discretion of the author.
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I read everything in one breath, I liked it very much, everything is so real, from “our” life. Regarding her husband - the sucker does not agree, he made his choice and probably satisfied. This moment I hope and will be covered in the continuation if it is. And "critics" miss the difference in age. Young people have always been drawn to strong, successful ones who have something to learn. And what will happen in 15-20 years with the heroes? Same topic.
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A scientific dispute turned around :) For example, I suggested to the author my own version of the continuation of the story in a personal. There is a lot out of what I have just read in the comments. We must seduce his wife, chef and all. And the author of the story will accept or my suggestions.
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Continue to be. In the final part I will consider many of the comments).
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The status of equal dominant males with access to one female will allow you to successfully complete this story. The seduction of Sergey's wife is another story.
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Everything was good, and then everything began to fall into one pile. I, being the head of this level, will not share the bed with the secretary's spouse. And no one will. However, if the boss fell in love, then some kind of friendship with a subordinate is possible because of his wife, and here ... this is not a friend, not a brother or a matchmaker. The distance should be, and therefore the relationship should be from the category of “prepare, look, but do not interfere”, and without moral humiliation. A normal boss never drinks with his subordinates, but here ... The sensuality of this story ... and combine with the idea of the story "Crisis". This part is disappointed. He could not come. Anyway.
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The husband long laughed at the phrase "a normal boss never drinks with his subordinates." Apparently, he still came across extremely crazy. Although maybe you are not from Russia))
And on the topic - get rid of the cliché of the genre. Of course, the male soul is dark, but I have a primary consultant). About “prepare, look, but do not interfere”, you will forgive - childhood. A person who has ever been in a situation close to the one described (corporate party, feast, sex) would not have written such a thing. You just say thousands of read stories on the topic))
Although I agree in one thing - this part of me really “slipped”. Well, sorry, in a hurry)
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There is such a concept "corporate ethics", and therefore the chief of a high level will never drink with his subordinates. I admit that someone simply does not know this, for the level is somewhat different. Usually, bosses drink with bosses or partners. This is not snobbery, it is a given. Maybe you are talking about corporate parties, when the boss can have a drink with everyone, but I'm talking about going to the sauna. I would never even have thought to invite the chief of a department to the sauna. In the sauna go with a peer, and not with an accountant, for example. And even more so when the boss is married. You either soar in the clouds, or you have knowledge at the level of a chief, who has a maximum of 100 people in submission. How to explain ... it is impossible for an actor to play a wealthy person if he does not know what it is from the inside. Who is in the subject, he will understand what I mean. This is exactly the behavior of the big boss, natural behavior, taken for arrogance or snobbery. Well, there will not be the head of the holding company to fuck the secretary with her husband ... will not, and if there is, then he is just a fool. More truth in the story "Crisis", where the quite natural behavior of a high-level chief.
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Campaign we hooked head of Gazprom) This is a success!) In any case, ATP for the comments. All this is interesting to me.
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You flatter me.)))
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Corporate ethics do not abolish human relations. Life throws up such plots, dreamers on the site, like to Mars on foot, and bent over and backing away. How do you like this case: a business, not a petty one, the owner, a former fashion model, married to a second marriage, has children.Her second husband is the director, the first, with whom she is divorced from the second, and she herself is so arranged. And they have sex for three. The real case that took place in the distant past. For me, then it was the wildest perversion.
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In life, anything can happen, and the beetle whistles and the bull flies.
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I partly agree, I don’t know the chiefs of the big ones, but I really wouldn’t feel at ease if I would take and call the chief and call him to my dacha or go to the resort to rest. But I will support the author, it is not necessary to interfere with the stories one hundred percent with reality, you like fiction there, as a rule, not words of truth, but can there be here.
Husband, author, as I understand it - it inserts that the wife fantasizes about sex with the boss and a little humiliation for the husband. And what should a loving wife, so that her husband kicks and a member stood :))))
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Yes, everything is fine, I just personally had cognitive dissonance. Example # 1: Bentley is parked, a man comes out of it, wow! However, if you look closely, you can see that he has cheap shoes, some Tissot, nails are bitten and, in general, he goes to dine at Mu-Mu, and not at the Gallery or Pushkin. Someone for one look understands that this man is a hired driver, and someone hangs his ears, and wow. How many times have you probably seen in a movie when a woman is like one in a house, but covers her chest. So here.))
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I saw, of course not when I did not understand why she was wrapped in a towel, if one was at home. :)))
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Yes, everything is fine. Give a discount on age. Oleg does not have enough healthy arrogance and cynicism to add pressure to the chief and become on the same plane with him. Olga, due to inexperience, replays or goes wrong in some episodes. They are still learning.
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The story must end. But: - there should be a conception of the child planned by the husband from the boss (since it was jointly decided that strong genes would help the child in the future). - It was not yet that the wife went to the boss "on the carpet" already being in the subject with her husband (he can hear and communicate with his wife on the speakerphone). Well, the ending: everything will end where it began: the wife becomes pregnant from the boss on the balcony looking at the evening city and the husband behind the curtain.))
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Psychological portraits of the characters described by the author completely exclude such a scenario. Olga love Oleg, her husband. Sergey is just a toy for her.
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They do not exclude them at all: Olga does all this lovingly and for the sake of her husband (who now turns it on). All these further events can occur with reciprocity and of course excluding humiliation over her husband
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Exclude both now and the future. Olga from a decent family, a child is acceptable to her only from her husband. In a family union with Oleg, Olga is a kind of "lighter", the husband "lights up" from the excitement of his wife. The current situation has devastated Oleg's psyche reserves and in fact put him on the verge of a nervous breakdown. As for the future, I have 5 options for the development of the situation and everywhere the forecast of the future is pessimistic.
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bad idea
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In the next episode, the wife, on orders from the chief, will put Oleg on a chastity belt.
Then give the key to Sergey.
How do you like this continuation?
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Nah ... it's not a pure kukold. here love with her husband
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Just let us go without this insanity)
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Very entertaining, instructive and vital. Much of what is described here has to be experienced. Write longer and in this perspective.
Thank you, we look forward to the continuation.
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Lena, thanks for the continuation of the masterpiece! I read various tips about the continuation and I think that such an extraordinary creative person like you will not slip into a banal porn. In my opinion it would be interesting if the heroine, having satisfied her sexual fantasies, quietly began to subordinate to herself a proud arrogant boss ... She did not forget how he had managed her body and her body and it would be nice if now it would be the other way around. In life as on a prairie hunt, often hunter and prey change places ... Think about it. I can help the plot ...
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Olga-Domina ... It is hard to believe, such notes are not detected in her character. Maximum play and then, provided that the partner will meet her halfway.
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Domina is not in the classic-sexual sense, but psychological sorrow. She, realizing that the chef is already sunk on her, can begin to tease him, flirting a little with the firmly emphasized young boys of the company, dodging sex with him ("Seryozha, I'm sorry, today the beckoning husband will be ...") etc.
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Actually, I meant psychology. As for teasing, like a husband, so Serezha with her husband in two bows at a company, at home, in the country, in short, everywhere will tear it away so that any desire for flirting will die in the bud.
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Definitely keep writing! When you realize that the plot has exhausted itself, grasp the new plot. You can write! So please us with new stories!
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Let's continue) Definitely need rehabilitation, but they were not very good moments.
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2/3 ready.))
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By the way, infa for other authors of the site - I do not participate in the competition, I can not imagine the competition.)
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Lena, you know that never say never! After the publication I will write you my extended opinion.
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About the "never" did not understand this comment to what? and then here on the branch is not clear)
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I am very excited by the situation when your heroine stretches her mouth on a member of the chief, and at that time he is talking to her husband on the phone
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What a discussion has unfolded! This is what it means to strike at William, ours, Shakespeare. Only in places, campaign, the brain endure themselves.
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There appeared an assumption that the heroine of the story realizes the fantasies of the author herself. Well ... Olga, the heroine, has a certain propensity for promiscuity and exhibitionism. Suppose all this is relevant to the life of the author. Then lena V is married to a good man, she was lucky with her husband, who allows being a co-author and helps his wife to splash out her emotions, to realize her fantasy. Writing is a form of exhibitionism.
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Guys, kapets bears you)))))))))))
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I have not seen such discussions here for a long time. And that says a lot.
Write more, write even better.
And where else is better. A humble opinion is the best story for a long time.
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Disappointment, sorry. The whole trivial triple bit smoothed over into the subject only ending with her husband leaving one on the sofa and the heroine falling asleep in the arms of her lover with fingers in his pubic hair ...
Okay, I will reread the first parts and wait for the other stories of the author, because here, apparently, nothing can be fixed (natural in my opinion and taste).
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I would not like originality for the sake of originality. The idea is to share the excitement of your fantasies and develop a plot close to reality. Lovers of sophisticated and therefore absolutely fantastic Kukold - not here.
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shes, for trying kukolda (kiss) and staying to sleep with the chef.
guys, you are certainly right, yy - bitch)) you can't play like that with the feelings of a person who loves you.
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read the comments, funny.))
I will highlight a couple of moments, or rather I’ll dispel stereotypes
the chief does not go to visit only the burdocks or those whom he does not trust. and it is precisely for this reason that he does not descend to familiarity. the story began with the fact that the chef was visiting. already. and you all missed an important point ...
in the bath - he looked at her with jealousy.
it is these urges that prompt him to be with her in any of the cases.
and yet, we know the character of the chief, but the author does not drop a single drop from the personal life of the chief, his family of his wife. and you take to talk about his wife and make her predictions.
and I haven’t yet read the final one, but I hope the boss has enough brains to keep them out of that family for letting her into hers. it is better to give a drink to your spouse and give the elegu a tranathe without memory, than to try to impose on another terpil all the delights of frying in both holes. maybe the chef's wife would just shoot herself, knowing that she had another mzh ... didn't you think?
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