picked up her diary from the table, and leafing through it, muttered thoughtfully, - When will you be recorded? On Wednesday, after lunch, Sergey, on Friday evening, Viktor Grigorievich, and on Tuesday, Larissa. Yeah, it is, remain Monday and Thursday, immediately after work. So, Yurets, - the woman looked at him seriously, - Every Monday and Thursday, at 18:15, be kind to come here, be sure to be clean-shaven, and ready to lick me, until I get enough of it. And now pshel out of here!

With these words, the boss, pushing the guy on the shoulder with a shoe, roughly kicked him away. He fell on his side, and she drove off on the wheelchair. Standing abruptly, shaking himself off, Yura, afraid to look in the direction of Marina, moved backwards. Pulling out her boss's panties from his mouth, he put them in his trouser pocket. The embarking member continued to fool out his trousers. Seeing this woman grinned.

“I hope you will be masturbating all night now, sniffing my panties.” And I have to go home without them now. - the woman laughed.

As the boss wished, Yuri began twice a week, after work, to come to her office and orally plead her. According to Marina, he did his job better and better that she was pleased and would soon thank him with something interesting. Daily licking of the crotch of a woman, as well as caressing her legs with the lips and palms, gave Jura a fabulous pleasure. He always went home excited and lying in bed at night, remembering the look, taste and smell of the crotch of his boss, strenuously jerking off, filling with sperm sheets and underwear. The guy got so strong that he devastated his eggs, ending several times a night.

After a month of such commitments, on one of the Thursdays, when Yuri came after finishing work in the office of Marina Nikolaevna, she met him walking around the office.

As always, tight black skirt just above the knee, cream-colored blouse, high heels, stockings, as always, sexy-strict office style.

- BUT! That you pinned. Come on in. Do not close the door.

With a gesture, telling the guy where to stand, the boss picked up the phone of the internal telephone, dialed the short number.

- Hello. Still in place? Yes, I came. Yes, come. Come on, wait for you.

She put down the phone, looked at Yura with a reproach, went to the leather sofa, poured two glasses standing on a coffee table near the sofa, white dry wine, from a bottle standing on the same table. Taking one glass in hand and lit a long thin cigarette, Marina sat on the sofa, putting one foot on the other. The skirt emphasized the coolness of her hips. Yura stood at her desk, about five meters from her, and was about to approach the woman, but was stopped by a gesture meaning that he should remain in his place.

Behind the door came the heel clatter, the door opened and Julia, the secretary of the main boss, entered it.

Julia was the girl that any man, of any age, of any orientation, caused an unequivocal desire. Very slim, sexy, bold in clothes. Even now she was wearing such a short skirt that almost without bending down one could see the color of her panties. Even to look at this girl was the happiness of most men of the company. But to fuck her would be considered the highest pleasure in life for everyone. Always smiling, she still had some kind of cunning temper. It seems and kind, and at the same time inaccessible, serious.

Julia, went in, looked at the office, saw the greeting nod of Marina. I looked at Yura. He could not even open her mouth from her sexual appearance.

- Hi Julia. How do you test? He is yours today, have fun with him as you wish.- a woman sipping wine and puffing on a cigarette, pointed the girl at the guy.

- So this was you talking about Yura Marina Nikolaevna? Who would have thought. - Julia, encouraged by the gesture of a woman, approached the guy.

She walked around him, looking from all sides. Standing in front of the guy, she gently pushed him so that he took a step back and rested his booty on the edge of a large table. Then the secretary, looking predatoryly at the guy's face, took hold of the edge of the tie and began to wind it on her palm. With sharp claws of the second hand, she buried herself in the boy's chest and walked them down, as if scratching him through his shirt.

- Hi Yurka. What are you afraid of me?

- Why? - Yura answered with a tremor in his eyes. For some reason he remembered how his “romance” began with Maria Nikolaevna.

- Not with what? But. Brave. I don't think you shouldn't be afraid.

Only Julia said this, as she immediately, sharply jerking her foot, kicked the boy in the balls with her knee. A dull pain made him bend over.

- Fuck. - he said through his teeth.

- wow! Who are you Yurka going to fuck? - viciously, Julia blurted out, - Not really me? - and then the second strike with his knee threw the guy up the eggs.

From the blows to the balls guy immediately bent. A dull pain made him ache. But the girl did not give the guy a couple of seconds of rest. Only Yura bent over, as he immediately received a thigh in the face, which made him straighten back. The experience of communicating with Natalia made Yuri obedient to women, and he could not give free rein to his hands, defending himself from blows. Julia understood this.

- Hands behind your back. Behind the back, I said! What Yurka hurts? - pulling the tie, Julia brought the guy's face very close to hers.

A few seconds piercing glance, and, moving away, the girl slapped the guy a couple of voiced and savory slaps.

- On you, on, bitch! You will know how to dissolve the language.

Slapping slaps, Julia collected more saliva in her mouth and spat in Jura's face. He did not have time to retract, as saliva fell on his face and flowed down over him. Another half a second and another blow with all his strength, the front of the sandals, fell on the guy's balls. Beat the balls with the foot and almost immediately behind him a strong punch to the groin. Yura crooked to the ground.

- He turned out to be weak in your presence, Marina Nikolaevna, weak. - Laughing turned the girl to a woman sitting on the couch, looking at the fun of a young girl, elegantly smoking a cigarette and caressing her crotch, with her skirt raised and panty pushed.

- And I didn’t know Julia that you are so cruel. But I like your games. Come here. While he wakes up, we gulp wine with you. - Marina handed a glass to Yulia.

- And with these males can not be otherwise. - the girl, taking wine from the hands of an older friend, with a wicked grin, looked at the guy who was crooked on the floor and was aching in pain.

Clinked together, the women drank, draining their glasses completely. After that, Yulia filled her glass from the bottle again, and, going to the guy lying on the floor, began to look down upon the face of the wine. The wine flowed and splashed across the face and floor.

- So Yurka. You see how because of you the floor in the office of Marina Nikolaevna squirted? Well, quickly lick everything with your tongue. Only carefully, so it was dry!

- What? - the guy's eggs were still very sick.

And then another kick came in the stomach of Jura.

- You see, something you do not understand, Yurochka. You should now, just have to lick the floor of the wine. I have to, according to what I order you. Got it? - Julia shouted loudly, stepping barefoot on the guy's face. - Quickly became a cancer and polish your floor to shine with your nasty tongue!

Yura obeyed and after a couple of seconds already stood on his knees and licked the floor of the wine. Julia was one foot on his back. The second was on the floor in the middle of a wine puddle. When the guy sucked all the wine around the girl's leg, he heard the following order:

- Now lick my toes on my legs. Carefully lick. So I liked it. And heel lick and obsosi.

Realizing what he had fallen into, and that the boss and the secretary would not lag behind him, Yuri fulfilled all the orders of Yuli, licked his fingers and legs well and for a long time, and then heard the following order:

- On the back lay. Hands along the body.

The guy fulfilled.The girl grinned, looked at Marina, who looked at them and already ... Read more →