Cons start a few days before the day of "X". These questions: “What should you give?” - how can you react to them? I really need gifts! Thank God, by the end of the fourth decade, everything that relatives and friends can give me, I can already get, but attention, it takes on particular importance with age.
Birthday and labor collective. This, too, is another test. Well, what can the workforce give to its boss and business owner? Why do they torment themselves with the annual torture "What else can I give such a gift that they have not been given in previous years and what will the collected money suffice for?" "Girls! - I want them to shout: “Give me a kiss for a passion!” Guys, just shake hands and wish health to me and my family! I do not need more! True, it should be noted that the team is coping with a difficult task and the gifts are still quite original, but the cabinet is not rubber, empty seats will soon run out.

Children! Just come on this day and smack the folder on the cheek. The day when I will be physically dependent on you, thank God, until I came and I hope it will not come when. Before the notorious "glass of water" is still far.
With this mood, I was driving to work. On the street there were somehow few cars ...
And today a banquet for the team, and then a continuation, with home evenings. Thank God that now you can pay money according to your abilities and desires, and special people will do everything themselves.
That's parking at the office. My place, of course, is not occupied, but for some reason the other cars of employees are not visible.
So, the third floor is quiet in the corridor. WTF?

In the office, not a single soul. Time. On the clock 8.40. It's early, but usually someone is already here.
Cabinet I open the door, turn on the light, sit down at the table. The button "beech" is pressed. The electronic device came to life and rustled softly.
Knock knock - someone knocked on the door. Well, thank God, but it has already begun a vague sensation of a zombie apocalypse, which I still do not know. This is all from the movie that was viewed yesterday before going to bed.
- Yes, log in!
- Hello, San Sanych! I brought you some coffee ...
It was my wife, Natasha, dressed in a strict dark blue suit. Legs with high heels, black tights, and maybe even stockings.

A corporate tie was tied around her neck, and neat glasses were sitting on the bridge of her nose, although she had one hundred percent sight. Hair gathered in a tight tail. Typical secretary from the German film!
- wow! What a surprise?
- You are San Sanych, do not worry, there are still two hours before the start of the working day. I wanted to tell you that I need to know if I have passed the trial period.
“Well, as long as you didn’t really show yourself,” I joined the game, having looked at the time on the computer, apparently she transferred the time on the clock at home and at the same time on the phone and the car ...
- I'm right behind this ... Well, also coffee, of course ...
She came to me, wagging her hips, like a real fashion model. She sat on the edge of the table. Leg on the leg.
- Something is hot in your office.
- Maybe remove the tie, unbutton the top button?
- Yes, yes, of course...

The game went on. Tie off, top button, second. I have always been proud of my wife's breasts. The third size with its 162 centimeters of growth and slim figure. She was only two years younger than me, but 36 years is not her age. The chest was elastic, like many years ago, and the skin is still tender and velvety. The natural darkness made her forever tanned. Two mounds appealingly stuck out of a close bra.
“Devilish” began to straighten her skirt, but at the same time, she pulled it up a little. Still, stockings, I said with delight.
I put my hand on her thigh and began to stroke. The hand is already between the legs ... Let's rise higher ... Higher ... Without panties ... Excellent ... Wet already ... I felt my small clit with my thumb, I began to stroke ...Head thrown back, groans, legs spread to the sides ... I continue to caress ... The groans are getting stronger ...
Then she stopped, pushed my hands away and jumped off the table.
“No, today is not my holiday!”, And with these words she rolled me along with the chair off the table and knelt down.

- Introduce me to San Sanychem junior!
- Of course! - I opened my pants and pulled out a rearing member. - Here, Sanya, this is my secretary - Natasha, she today has a proficiency test ...
- What a pretty one!
She gently held her hand over the penis, slightly pressed the eggs ... With her fist she clasped the barrel ... Up and down, from the head to the base ... She licked her lips in invitations ... A few more cam movements ...

... Oooooh, she plunged the head into the open mouth, sucked it ... Without letting go of her mouth, she began to tease the tongue with the tongue, to drive it around the whole head ... Now, deeper, deeper each time. Here I already feel, as I rest on a throat. I feel that she relaxed him, and the head began to penetrate further ... More and more ... She swallowed reflexively and switched to less deep caress, but increased the pace and suction power, it seemed that this was some kind of vacuum machine .. That was awesome ...
I took her in the back of my head and began to slow down the process a little. She immediately understood me and began to suck more slowly, but with more tenderness ... More and more ... The member almost went out, showing the edge of the head between the lips, for then almost the whole sank ... Again and again ... Again and again. .. The orgasm was already somewhere nearby ... Oooo-oo ... a strong jet hit her in the throat ... She swallowed ... Another stream and more ... She swallowed again ... When the sperm finished flowing out, she gently and carefully licked the whole dick.

- I passed the test? She asked, licking her fingers and lips ...
“Not yet,” I replied, and jerked him down on the table in front of me and moved in with the chair.
He pulled his skirt up to his waist, pushed his legs apart with force and dug his lips into her girl ... I sucked her, licked, especially lingering on a small pea ... She moaned at the top of her voice ... A minute ... Another ... The legs closed on my head, it was a very strong orgasm ... She was shaking ... She was crying ... Tears were rolling down her cheeks ...
When the orgasm was over, all the same question: “Did I pass the test?”. Now she crawls her booty on the table, calling for a sequel.
I lift it and put my tummy down. The ass sticks up shamelessly ... The member is again torn into battle ... I am putting my pussy on it ... I drive my head over my lips ... I enter with one push to the middle. He groans from pleasure ... I pound the second to the end ... I start to fight like a goat, a stronger and stronger member of the pin ... The “secretary” from this only shouts more loudly from pleasure ... More and more push ...

- I passed? - again the same question through the screams ...
- Only for the four ... I have not checked everything yet ...
She understands without words ... I stop, and she already pulls the pen to the penis ... Attaches to the little hole ... The penis and her pens are all wet from the discharge ... Lubrication is not needed ... Carefully but firmly press the head overcomes the resistance and fails ... Without allowing me to come to my senses, I begin to penetrate deeper ... More and more ... I move my cock in my ass faster and faster ... She groans again and then screams ... More and more .. One, two, three ... ten ... twenty, the brain for some reason considers the frictions ... The legs give way, it is somewhere near ... Yes! ... Again the orgasm ... Another push and she too s was convulsing ... I fall down breastlessly on her back ... We can not catch my breath ...

Gradually, the feeling of reality is returning ... I take out the member ... The hole slowly starts to shrink ... A trickle of sperm began to flow from the ass ... This is a great view ...
She turned, pressed her lips to mine. It was a long and gentle kiss.
- I passed the test?
- Yes, if you do not mind, I order back slavery, abolished 150 years ago. From now on, you are my “secretary” for all times.
“I don't mind,” she smiles slyly.
Again a long kiss ...

- How did you get here before me, you were at home when I left?
- But you never listen to me, and I said that you can save a few minutes on the M ... ka street to your office!
- Why did you decide to play "secretary"?
- And I once was her, though my boss was an old guy. And the other day, I saw in your home in the office a summary of new secretaries, one more beautiful than the other, well, I decided to show you that there is no one better than me and there won't be ...
- You are clever, but I have already chosen the secretary, or rather the secretary, his name is Anton, and you know that I am 100% heterosexual, so our loyalty doesn’t threaten anything! And in the workers, above all, I appreciate their professionalism!
We still stood at the table for some time and kissed, I hugged my beloved woman, stroked her just ass fucked, smeared the resulting sperm on the berries. Excitement increased again. Realizing this, she said: "Leave your strength for the evening, it's not all ...".
It was my first birthday, which left only positive emotions.