1. When the eyes shine. Part 1
  2. When the eyes shine. Part 2
  3. When the eyes shine. Part 3
  4. When the eyes shine. Part 4
  5. When the eyes shine. Part 5

- Come on, you will come out later, though, I parked a little away, there was no place ... You go out, go left, then check in the courtyard behind Magnolia, right there in the back ...

“Listen, this is unrealistic, let's just go along, who cares, everyone is just going out for lunch now,” I said.

Something I didn’t have the strength to bother with spy games. The last two weeks have been very difficult: I left my boyfriend after six years of a relationship, which was a completely unexpected blow for him. He came, tried to make up, demanded explanations which I could not give. So now I wanted only one thing - to relax and forget myself in the arms of Alexei, my married colleague, whom I never stopped thinking about for a minute.

“Okay,” he said.

We hurried to the exit from the office building, went outside and immediately saw my colleague Polina and another girl from another department who stopped to smoke.

“Hello,” Polina threw at me and with a narrow look, turned her attentive glance at him. - Hi Lesha.

“Ladies,” he nodded. - I beg you, do not freeze here, take care of your valuable health!

The girls giggled, and I muttered “see you” and walked resolutely down the street, banging my boots on the asphalt that appeared from beneath the melting snow. A minute later, Alex caught up with me, we got to the car, and I quickly scored the address in the navigator.

- And what's in there? - He asked, carefully leaving the yard, chaotically clogged machines.

“Hotel,” I replied. - With hourly pay.

- Oh, hotel? There after all, probably, it is necessary to show the passport? - he strained.

- Yes, relax you, I'll show mine, - I waved. “I am now a free woman, I can go where I want,” the joke came out a bit with a bitter aftertaste.

- Seen how these girls stared at us? - Alex clearly kept thinking about meeting with my colleague.

- Do not worry, they did not see anything special, they will immediately forget. Anyway, now all the talk exclusively about the departure of Petrov - I tried to translate the topic.

In fact, with the relocation of Petrov — Alexey’s immediate superior — everything was not so smooth. He was appointed director of the new branch of our company in St. Petersburg, and Lesha was supposed to take his place, and many of our colleagues were very skeptical about this idea. Although my man was adored by the entire office — for his sense of humor, kindness, willingness to help, ease of communication — he seemed too soft and unsure of himself for the role of boss, so everyone almost unanimously predicted big problems.

- Yes? And what they say? He asked casually.

I realized that I myself had driven myself into a trap.

- Well ... I think you yourself know that there is some general concern on this topic ...

- What? - Lesha asked in surprise, and I realized that he seemed to be the only person in the company who knew nothing about these conversations. I hesitated, but then I realized that I must tell him the truth.

- To be honest, everyone doubts whether you will cope with his post.

- What?! Who?! What do they understand! - Yes, it seems that this has become news. “If these gossips from accounting say this ...”

“I heard it from different people at different levels,” I said carefully, not having the slightest desire to go into details. - It doesn't matter from whom specifically. I just think that you need to focus on work and prove to them all that they are wrong - the idea that Lesha “focuses on work” instead of inventing ways to get away from her with me, of course, was not happy, but on the other hand, I really wanted him to succeed. He carefully looked at me, nodded and thought.

The hotel hid in about the same courtyard of a residential building as the one from which we had just arrived. I presented my passport, signed a paper stating that I am aware of the fire safety regulations and I am not going to provide paid services of a sexual nature (oh God!), Lyosha paid for the room for three hours, and we finally found ourselves in a room ideally suited to its purpose: a huge a mirror in front of the bed, drawn curtains, dim lights, soft music from the speakers. The music, however, I immediately turned off.

- Oh, look, we have just great conditions today, - Lesha, meanwhile, looked into the bathroom and turned to me with an already lit devil in his eyes. “How do you like the idea of ​​taking a shower first?”

I definitely had nothing against it. A minute later we were standing together under the stream of warm water. Lesha hugged me and began to kiss slowly. I clung to him with my whole body, not thinking about anything else, completely surrendering to tenderness and growing excitement. Then I got on my knees and with pleasure wrapped my lips around his already hard cock.

“Yes ... finally,” he mumbled. - I thought about you all these days.

He said something else, but I did not listen attentively, enjoying the sensation of hot water flowing down my back and a member of my man, which I caressed with my hand, lips and tongue.

“Get up, come here,” an imperious tone reappeared in Leshino’s voice, which always turned me on even more. He gently caressed me between his legs and, making sure that I was already crazy with desire, made me take my hip to the side, sat down a little and entered me, and then picked up my ass, lifted me into the air and pressed it to the wall of the shower stall. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and groaned loudly, feeling his cock inside. Yes, yes, yeah!

After a couple of minutes, Lesha slowed down. “Will we go to bed?” He asked.

We quickly dried off with towels and returned to the room.

“Oooh, there are a lot of interesting things here too,” my man grinned and put me on the bed on all fours facing the mirror.

Yes, yes, yes ... Lesha took me from behind, I readily picked up his rhythm, moving towards me. And she looked in the mirror - at the most beautiful sight that I had only ever seen. Our bodies moved in the same rhythm, my chest jumped up and his hands clenched my thighs. I screamed with pleasure, enjoying every movement.

And then his mobile phone rang.

- Damn, no !!! - I exclaimed when Alex stopped.

“Sorry, I have to look,” he kissed my back, gently came out of me and went to get the phone out of his coat pocket.

Judging by the remarks, his wife called him. I sat on my knees on the bed and stared somewhere in a corner, covered by a not particularly pleasant feeling, so I did not immediately notice that he came to me again, continuing to talk. I looked at him blankly, and he began to draw me to him, clearly offering to continue to do him a blowjob. I rounded my eyes and twisted my finger at my temple, but he continued to insist with his irresistible soft smile and burning eyes, so I gave in, moved on the bed and wrapped my lips around his penis.

- Yes, I understood, I will call them in the evening, - Lesha said calmly into the phone while I caressed the head of his penis with my tongue. - No, I am not in the office now, I went to the bank ... - he put his hand on my head and gently directed, closing his eyes with pleasure. - We need to solve some urgent issues ...

I could no longer listen to this calm conversation, so I dramatically increased the pace, pushing his penis almost to the very throat and helping myself with my hand.

- Oh, it seems my turn has come just right, - Lesha blurted out in one breath. - I'll call you later, bye.

He put the phone down and began to climb on my bed. I readily lay on my back, but said:

- Hey, but it's still disgusting to do so!

“Sorry,” he said, with an absolutely feigned remorse in his voice. He was clearly excited by this situation.“It seems that I thought up how to smooth my guilt,” with these words, he perched on top, turning around the other way, and began to caress me with his tongue, while I had no choice but to wrap my mouth around again.

It was worth Lesha to slightly increase the speed, as I was already not in the moods of agony and conscience. I also caressed him, but at some point I had to stop, because his skillful movements brought me closer to orgasm. Yes, yes, daaaaaaa !!! I ended violently, groaning loudly, but continuing to hold his cock in his mouth, and the feeling was just amazing.

He pulled away from me, lay down on the bed and sat me down from above. I readily pushed my hips in my favorite wild rhythm ... Yes, yes, yeah-hh !!! Another orgasm. Oooooh ...

I got down to take a breath, but Alex was not going to give me a rest. He again put me in a doggie-style pose with a face to the mirror and continued to push my hips on my penis, staring at our reflection. I screamed with pleasure and looked in the mirror at his face: eyes closed, veins around his neck swelled, grimace of passion and pleasure ... "Oooooh !!" - and he abruptly went out and poured on my back.

I returned to the shower again - now alone, to wash off the sweat and semen. In my head the only unsolicited and strange thought struck. “Could something be more beautiful?” I asked myself, enjoying the sweet sensations in every cell of my body. At that moment it seemed that I could do absolutely everything. And the decision was born in euphoria.

When I came out of the bathroom, somehow combing my wet hair and straightening the smeared makeup, Alex, already wearing glasses, wearing a suit and even with a tied tie, scribbling messages on the phone. A tense wrinkle came back to his forehead, which, however, smoothed as he looked up and began to watch me put on my bra.

“I had a great idea,” I told him, “that will solve all your problems.”

- Right all? - he grinned. - Come on.

- I change jobs, and you will not be distracted and stop constantly twitching that someone in the office would guess about us. But we, of course, will continue to see in a more relaxed atmosphere.

“You shouldn't do this for me ...” he worried.

- No, it's not just for you. I have been thinking about this a long time ago, it’s time for me to grow, because now I have experience and I can look for something closer to my specialty ... - In general, it was so, but in recent months I have been too busy with my love experiences to think about a career.

“Okay then,” he said. “But remember that you have to build your life without thinking about me,” he added, carefully looking into my eyes.

- Well, of course! - I answered lightly. But in fact, deep down, I was not completely sure that this was possible.

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