they did not perceive her as a strict leader, becoming considered frivolous and stupid as a girl, calling already in person “our lascivious Mrs. Piggy” and chuckling at her in smoking rooms, and orders of the head of the personnel department simply quietly sabotaged.

The last respect and respect from the staff was lost when she was not called to a corporate office that was obligatory for all heads, having a ceremonial sense at the enterprise rather than just having a good time with alcohol, where everyone sat down exactly according to rank. Instead, she went to the marketer Olya. In addition, instead of always receiving a premium, female accountants mockingly presented Mrs. Piggy's doll.

Elena didn't do anything bad to them, the principle “falling push” and partly woman's envy simply worked.

This situation was close to a denouement and it came.

One of the fine days, Elena Nikolaevna was summoned to her by the director.

- You know that Vitalieva's girlfriend. I cannot keep the head of the personnel department when a swarm of gossip about sexual promiscuity constantly hovers around her. I, in general, do not care. I do not get into bed with the employees, but the prestige of the enterprise suffers, because the position is very noticeable. Therefore, I suggest that you choose to transfer either to the warehouse of the accountant, or to the supply manager for the supply manager, or to persuade Dmitry to take you into marketing. Olga will take your position from advertising. Go! - He rapped.

Elena cried for the rest of the day, and then went to Dima.

- I'll think about what can be done. - he said reluctantly, and already tomorrow the former worker for reception and dismissal of personnel received a new position of a marketing department specialist, having descended to the bottom of the ITR career ladder.

But the change of work had a rather beneficial effect on Elena herself. She was surprised to find that you can not really strain and even leave early.

The female part of the team accepted her wary. They apparently heard gossip and therefore kept their distance in the relationship.

But the male part was delighted! Especially unmarried part of the guys. Wow! The former head of the personnel department of the department, about which there were legends about love insatiability and accessibility, works for them in the department at the lowest paid position!

Now you can not look for girls litter in clubs and dating sites, and you just need to go to the office and arrange a date with this easily accessible proshmandovka.

And the anxious and gambling neros have even made bets on who will be the first to get Mrs. Piggy.

After a couple of days of work at a new place, two employees, her peers Yurik and Romik, approached her.

- Will you be affixed? Will you join the team? They asked.

- Probably. How do you want it?

At these words, the guys pointedly looked at each other.

- We would like to make this a whole department. And arrange urazu not in the office, but in nature. - said Yurik, and Romik added:

“My father has a dacha in a pine forest.” River, fresh air. Beauty!

- Guys! But I have no money now ...

“We'll throw ourselves off for the occasion.” Come on the weekend? ...

... Bor was really beautiful, as if he had descended from the paintings of the brilliant Vasnetsov.

Elena admired them as enchanted and it seemed that right now a gray wolf would come out of this picturesque thicket or Alyonushka would appear with Ivanushka.

The three-storey dacha, where the marketers came, looked well-groomed and was buried in dense foliage, and a river was running nearby with surprisingly clear water, where circles from splashing fish periodically appeared.

It was a little embarrassing that there were no girls at all, but there were five guys of her age - Yurik, Romik, gangly Stepanov, jock Misha and two more brunettes and blonde, whose names I did not remember, but I saw in the department. Girls, according to Yurika, should be later. They called the head.

Elena could not help but notice a strange gleam in the eyes of the guys.In addition, they were constantly whispering about something behind the back of a new employee.

But when barbequed and drunk wine, tensions and awkwardness disappeared, like dew with the first rays of the sun.

The guys warningly served Lene food and poured wine, behaving like gallant cavaliers.

They drank for the infusion into the collective, for the oil, for the premium ... Yes, they drank for everything that intelligent young people drink in nature.

Then Yurik offered to swim in the river.

- No no no! I do not have a swimsuit. - Elena protested, softened by the wine and delicious food.

- No problem! My father is selling underwear. What size? Aah ... I see. Let's go to the house I will give a set! We buy, freshen up, like colleagues. - suggested Romik.

As soon as the owner's son was gone, the guys came to life.

- You, that did not add anything to her? Why she is not drunk and not excited? - Evil hissed Stepanov on Eureka.

- Yes, I poured the whole bottle into her glass! An elephant can be irritated with such a dose! Maybe this fly has expired?

Meanwhile, in the toilet, Lena quickly threw off her shorts, T-shirt, panties and bra and dressed in a black swimsuit that Romik had given her.

- wow! You look cool ... - the guy held out his arms for hugs, but the girl retreated warningly.

- You're cute, but I still do not want anything! Let's go to the guys.

And when she appeared on the porch, tight in a stylish swimsuit, the guys applauded, and Lena flirty her eyes coyly and arched her back, as if posing for the photographer.

Suddenly, my heart began to pound, as if preparing to jump out, and colored circles floated before my eyes. This strange condition was accompanied by a tingling of the whole body, as if it was tingling a little. And it was so nice that the nipples, completely against the will of the hostess, tensed, lifting the tight fabric of the swimsuit.

The water turned out to be so pleasant and warm that I absolutely didn’t want to go out and the guys happily splash in it like little children.

Meanwhile, the handsome jock Misha several times as if by chance approached the girl and fidgeted over her pubis. In general, it was fun.

- Let's go, raft on the other side? - Michael suggested and diving "torpedo", emerged already on the opposite shore. Lena swam for him.

There, on surprisingly soft and gentle grass, they went forward holding hands.

Suddenly, Misha embraced his newly minted colleague and dug a long, penetrating kiss on her lips. They kissed for a long time, like schoolchildren in love, for so long that Lena could not stand it. She, being led by some strange and unknown animal passion, pulled off her swimsuit and sat down in front of the guy on his haunches, took out a strong member and began to do blowjob.

The guy gasped and closed his eyes, and Lena's inter-breeds were so burning with desire fire that she was not enough. She quit sucking, turned around and groaned languidly, when a slightly crooked "lump" of the pumped-up handsome man entered her.

A thick veil swam before my eyes, and a satisfied physiognomy of Yurik emerged from it, popping her small pipka between her lips, where the condom was crookedly stretched with a poisonous - obsessive strawberry smell. Next was someone else. And this “more” was also beggingly poked with a “strawberry” tip on her cheek.

After a while another one appeared. I had to suck everything.

A couple of minutes later, the marketing specialist felt that the fuck in the vagina was somehow thinner. Turning around, Lena saw the most unfamiliar, but pleasant blonde.

And then ... here she began to grunt, despite her best efforts not to do this. And how can you control yourself when you're so excited? She heard the encouraging shouts of guys, like, come on Piggy, stop ... But she didn't care. She frantically sat on the next member, no longer understanding whose it and causing a storm of emotions.

Suddenly everything died down. Lena came to herself lying on the green grass. There were guys standing around with whom she came and a flabby heap, used condoms were lying around.

- Let's go make a break, Piggy ... we will eat shish kebab. - suggested Yurik, and Lena, feeling again the growing excitement, dived into the river and swam to the shore.

- She did not wear a swimsuit! Suddenly, the neighbors will see and tell my father that I have bare chicks walking! - Romik got worried.

Lena walked through the sand like a mermaid, glistening with water droplets, rolling down like a butter on her rich body and as if in a dream headed towards the dacha, where a brunette sat on the porch.

- Piggy, Piggy! Dress the swimsuit! - asked the guys, but the new marketer seemed not to hear them.

She went to the brunette, put her hand in his pants, lightly pushed him on his back and climbed onto his already-raised bolt, starting to ride him like a stallion.

- She lost her mind ... Furious ... How long is the Spanish fly ... Let's get Piggy into the house ...

“Guys ... you fucked me here, they brought me, so fuck ... I'm a whore Piggy ... everybody says so ... but I don’t want to hold back anymore ... - Lena, who completely lost her coast, said with displeasure and suddenly drunk Lena when she was removed from the brunet and led into the house.

- Anyone will be her yet? - asked Yurik. The guys shook their heads. They have ejaculated several times and were “empty.”

- Here the guard lives constantly. They say he has a huge Yalda. Neighbors saw when he bathed. According to rumors he has a mess with his head, - copulates with sheep. But it always helps us. I can call him. Can we introduce him to our horny piggy piggy? - suggested Romik.

A minute later, a short, hunchback in camouflage stood on the threshold, grinning.

- Petrovich! There is a woman there. Young juicy, as you like. Piggy's name is.

- Foreign? - croaked the hunchback, grinning with metal teeth.

- Not. Just a pig slut. Come on. She is already naked on the bed in front of the entrance.

The hunchback grinned again and went into the house.

Seconds later, Piggy's prolonged cry was heard full of lust and passion.

The guys, without analyzing the roads, rushed into the room.

The face of Piggy, lying under the hunchback, was distorted not with a grimace of pleasure, no. It was distorted by a truly savage passion, and this made the youths uneasy.

The eyes were open, but they expressed absolutely nothing and seemed like plastics. And the watchman moved his bony pelvis, covered with sparse red hair, at the speed of a jackhammer.

- Maybe pull it off. Exhales to death, and we will be put. - scared suggested someone.

- You can cum in her mouth? - the hunchbacks hoarse, turning to Yurik, and without waiting for an answer, he pulled out of the sprawling vagina a huge, truly equine "murderer", at the sight of which the frozen guys gasped.

The hunchback brought a head the size of a fist to Piggy's lips and began to cum, flooding her whole face, as if from a fire engine.

After looking around at those present, he grinned wryly and got down with Helen with the words:

- I need to smoke and you can continue. But I. I can not relax with you.

The guys immediately surrounded the girl.

- How are you, Piggy? Are you alive? Will you go with him? - they zagomonili vied with each other.

“Yeah ... I'll go ... I'm in seventh heaven with happiness ... I've never been so good ...” Piggy moaned, she’s Elena Nikolaevna Vitalyeva, the former head of the personnel department of the refinery ...

p. s. Three days later, the marketing specialist Vitalieva Ye. N. resigned from her job and moved to live in the holiday village to a hunchback guard. Soon she married him.