- I love to do blowjob! - I wrote to him.

Despite the unequivocal and extremely vulgar subtext, in reality it was a tricky tactical move. At least it seemed to me so long as the moisture in the crotch stimulated my immorality. About this trick once told a friend. The point was to inadvertently send savory details or an intimate photo to the wrong person, after which it was necessary to scatter apologies and refer to a misunderstanding. I did not fully understand what the result should be, but the act itself was considered absolutely unacceptable, but that was then. Now ... Enchanted and excited ... Received impulsively. Almost without thinking.

I planned to wait two or three minutes before writing to him about my ridiculous “mistake”, but not even thirty seconds passed before the computer gave the sound of a new message. Scaredly opened the chat.

- It's good! - read Andrei's quick response. - True, I am being sent on an urgent business trip, but tomorrow afternoon I will be back and we will continue this conversation. Before communication.

My eyes rounded as I read. With shaking hands, I typed a new message.

- God! I feel so ashamed! I accidentally sent it there. It was meant for my friend, not for you ...

Now I was shaking with my whole body, because by the time the text was sent, Andrey was already offline, and the message remained unread. There was no trace of excitement, and her cheeks were burning so that they could cook scrambled eggs. Imagine what he thinks of me now. I wonder, by the way, do you think? Well, that left. Would have fallen through the floor in shame if she met him today ...

She had been korila all evening for a trick, but falling asleep, even despite the shame of dirty thoughts, jabs of conscience and the fear of tomorrow, already wanted the morning to come soon.

Stopped the flow of water in the shower forced to interrupt the reading and hastily return the diary to its place. Left alone with my thoughts, I thought that I would now experience a strong attack of jealousy and resentment towards my wife, but instead I received a discouraging continuation of my forehead. Jealousy was present, but was nipped in the bud by some unhealthy curiosity and a strong erection. Probably, my secret and very long-standing interest in this topic affected ...

- Did you miss? - Olga asked, coming up close to me and immediately doused with a bunch of all kinds of flavors. One of them stood out especially for me - evening body cream. I never told her, but I always associated this smell with her skin and ... vagina. I do not know why, but it was worth to feel this smell, as I immediately began to think about sex. Even outside the house, having caught him, he was reflexively thinking about his wife. And now, just standing in front of me, she was already filling my brain with lust for her body.

- Kiss me before bedtime? She asked, biting her lip and putting one foot on the edge of the sofa, while at the same time pulling back a robe, under which there was nothing.

“Of course ...” I replied, and slipped off to her feet. The diary dissolves in the brain with a ghostly haze at the same time as my tongue touches its clitoris.

Under the pretext of urgent work, I stayed behind a laptop when my wife went to bed. For fidelity, I waited for some time, listening to the sound of Olya sleeping on the bed, after which he opened the drawer of the dresser. The blue notebook was in my hands again.

May 27th She gnawed a nail on her hand, wincing at every man entering the office.My shameful excuse to Andrew in the corporate chat remained unread, and he himself was nowhere to be seen.

“I would look at it forever,” came his voice behind his back, which nearly dropped the telephone receiver from her hands. I did not hear his footsteps, but for five minutes I was talking on the phone with a client, getting up from the chair and leaning on my desk. So he found me in the slope, with the booty left in his direction. - I need to run now, so we will meet on the street. This is a small, so to speak, souvenir from my trip.

Put on the table a beautiful package with perfume. He smiled and left as suddenly as he had appeared. It remained only to exhale and quickly land the ass, because the legs have lost some of their former stability.

Why does not go to the chat? I am spinning a box in my hands, which is so beautiful that I don’t even want to open it. What is this gift about? For some reason, I called it a souvenir ... I punched the perfume on the net and my jaw dropped to the floor from the cosmic price tag. I could not accept them. And why the hell are the nipples so swollen that you can see even through the material of the blouse and bra? Cheeks are burning, but inside they seem to be filled with excitement, which wavers with each movement, touching different feelings and trying to immerse in a state of fainting. I remembered that I hadn’t eaten anything today.

I left the building with firm intentions to tell about the erroneous message in the chat and the desire to return the gift, but Andrei’s car in the parking lot was not there. Instead, there was a limousine of his company, while he was nearby and talked on the phone. Seeing me, happily waved his hand and opened the car door. Flopped on the seat and Andrew carefully closed behind me.

- Good. Before communication! - I heard a familiar phrase when I sat down on the opposite side. - Hello!

So clearly and repeatedly she rehearsed the conversation, honing every phrase that by the end of the day the words had already bounced off her teeth, but all she could give birth to in response was slurred and insecure: “Hello.”

A shameful sign in the brain lit its own phrase: "I love to do blowjob" and the answer: "This is good!". What does such an answer mean?

- Champagne? - asked Andrew, opening the built-in bar with alcohol.

“No, thanks ...” I replied, my tongue suddenly dried out.

Ignoring my refusal, he took out two glasses and filled it with sparkling liquid, after which he sat down closer and handed one to me.

“Today I managed to conclude a lucrative contract for the company,” he said, glittering with his snow-white teeth and being so close that his breath shook my hair. - A great reason to drink for it!

Again, this timbre ... Yes, almost at the ear. Swiftly losing composure. I take a few large sips of champagne to moisten a parched throat, after which I take a box of perfumes from my purse.

- Your gift ... - I said, stretching to Andrew.

- What? Didn't you like them? He asked, not even trying to take the box out of my hands.

- Not at all. They are wonderful!

I didn’t expect that I would be so upset about the notes of disappointment that were voiced in the question of Andrey. I even regret having gotten it at all.

“They are too expensive,” I added uncertainly.

- It's just a perfume! - laughed Andrew, at the same time taking the box and returning to my purse.

At that instant, his face was inches from mine, and his eyes were directed to my lips. Time seemed to slow down, and the beat of the heart in the chest became hundreds of times louder than usual. I swear, if he kissed, then I would have finished at the same second ...

“By the way,” said Andrei, adding champagne to both of us. - About your message. Do you really love to do this?

His directness was like a control shot to the head, added to the embarrassment and embarrassment that had already accumulated in me. With fake incomprehension, she looked at the smiling guy. The color of my cheeks probably betrayed the truth.

“I don’t know how you can do this,” said Andrew thoughtfully, draining his glass. - I can hardly bear the intrusion into my mouth of the dentist, and you sometimes manage to do such a thing, that you can hand over medals for some blowjobs.Besides, I have, for example, quite large. At least my wife says so ...

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