“Okay,” the Modest whispered barely audibly, she was also uncomfortable.

We both would not hurt to continue.

On this not very cheerful note ended the second act of our close friendship.

3. Random passenger

Soon after the events described, the husband of the Shy Girl arrived from a business trip. Helen returned to her usual image of a woman without a figure and age. Again, idiotic sweaters and skirts. I, of course, all this was extremely annoying. I often recalled the magic picture - Helen, standing with cancer, juices flowing from her, spicy aroma of her pussy. But we could not help it! Apparently, someone reported something to the jealous husband, and he walked after his wife as if glued, not letting any of the men approach her.

In May, the tragic events in the Donbas began. We all anxiously perceived what was happening there. The movement of trains completely stopped. Muscovites (the owners of the company) without hesitation, cut our staff in half (for whom the war is, and who needs the grandmother to save). Fortunately, the cut did not affect me and Lenochka. In the shift left 4th person out of seven. The customs post also pinched great - who was transferred, who was cut. And here, as they say - "there would be no happiness, so misfortune helped." Lenochkin jealous was offered two options: either dismissal on his own, or transfer for 280 km to another post. Reluctantly he chose the translation. Since it was not necessary for all four of us to go to work at the same time, we decided to break up into two pairs. One of them included our sisters - Masha and Sveta. In the other - we are with the Prudent.

I could not even dream of anything more !!!

We decided to work on the day, one pair day - another day. We were the first to intercede.

The day passed without incident. We did not even try to retire. Work, of course, was a bit. But on the other hand, customs officers and station employees periodically ran into our office. That work, just like that, nothing better to do. I, slowly, fulfilled my duties, Lenochka occasionally entrusted some minor tasks. By about three o'clock in the afternoon, we did a couple of all the current work. As the shift increased in time to the day, I decided to let Lena go home - have lunch, take a shower, prepare dinner for my daughter and get some rest. Helen returned to work by seven o'clock in the evening. Now for a short while I cleaned myself up.

By that time, I was already half a year old as I was divorced from my first wife. Therefore, the charges for the night shift is not delayed. I had dinner, gathered a knitted gray T-shirt and sports worn trousers into a work bag, took a shower, and drove back to work, dropping into the nearest Pyaterochka, bought fruit, chocolate and a bottle of red wine. Since the work was not foreseen, I decided to indulge in a bit the Modest, and I just wanted to relax a bit in the company of a pretty woman.

However, on arrival at work I was in for an unpleasant surprise in the person of the customs shift officer Yevgeny Pavlovich, whom we all called simply Palych. It was a full, short, bald guy in his forties. In principle, as a man, he was very good, but at the same time a close friend of her husband, Lenochka. Pavlovich pinned up in our office, sat in the office, probably two hours, did not leave even when he was summoned several times by his senior shift. It was already 11 o'clock when, frankly yawning, Helen, dressed in my office, began to make the bed on the couch. Soon she left, closing the inside with a key.I, not paying attention to the empty chatter of Palych, also began to lay myself a place to rest on the desktop, since the table was the right size and allowed me to lay blankets in several layers, put a pillow, and get settled for a less comfortable sleep, without fear, when turning from side to side, accidentally on the floor.

Palych did not understand the hint.

In the end, having unfolded the laptop, with the knowledge that this bastard spoiled a good evening, I put on my headphones and settled down to watch a video on YouTube. Palych, realizing that it was time to leave, lost from the office, stopping at the door of my office, where Lenochka was sleeping, knocked on the door, asked: “Lena are you sleeping?”, And without receiving an answer, he was finally left home.

Five minutes later, I locked the front door with a key, on the phone I wished good night to the station duty officer, the senior customs shift and the border guard duty officer, I was about to change and go to bed too. When the door to my office opened and Helen appeared in the doorway, wearing a white and red T-shirt and a black sports leotard.

- He left? - she saw my improvised bed on the table, - Listen, Roma, let you make the bed in your office, I'm afraid of one night.

- Well, well, - I agreed, - Be, in your opinion.

Helen returned to the sofa and climbed under the blanket. I removed the folders with documents from my desk into the cabinet, put the monitor under the desk, removed the keyboard, mouse and printer. I must say that my desktop was simply huge, and, for a couple with a sofa, I occupied two thirds of the cabinet. Accordingly, the space between the table and the sofa was quite a bit. Just barely squeeze past.

I moved my makeshift bed from the general office to my desk. I covered the blankets with a home sheet and already, I wanted to, leave to change, as Lenochka suddenly stopped me:

- Stay, I want you to change clothes with me!

The request seemed interesting to me, promising some kind of game. I did not oppose her desire. From the bag he took a gray polo shirt. He took off his sweater, T-shirt, put on a shirt. Then he took off his pants, pulled out of his bag sports pants. Helen all this time watching me. I saw her eyes gleam in the darkness of the room.

I was wearing underpants - black shorts with a red elastic band, the bottom edge of a polo shirt was slightly below the waist.

“Stay,” Lenochka said softly, in an authoritative tone, “Don't, don't wear pants.”

- Well, - I was a little surprised, left his pants alone, went to the table, straighten the sheet.

I knew that Lenochka conceived something, and decided to play along with her.

Turning back to her, he began to straighten the bed sheet, at that moment he felt how two nimble female hands grabbed the elastic of my underpants and sharply pulled it down, baring my ass. Panties were instantly dropped below my knees. The first reaction was to grab them and return to the place. Next came the excitement, the desire to play.

- Lena, how could you? - I was surprised, at the same time, letting my cowards fall to the floor, stepping over them, turned out to be in front of the Prudent completely naked below the belt.

- You have a cool ass, - Helen laughed merrily

Her graceful thin hands lay on my buns, squeezed them, spread them to the sides. I felt a terrible excitement. Slightly spread his legs, bent, playing, as if trying to straighten the sheets on his desk, but only to show himself Lenochka. It was very embarrassing to stand in front of a woman in such a way, with her legs apart and her ass arched, but damn nice. The fingers of the Shy Girl walked between my halves, one hand dived into the crotch, played with the testicles and took up my hardening member, the second caressed the anus. I felt something cold on her fingers, the pleasant smell of intimate grease spread through the room. And Helen, it turns out, well prepared for tonight. I lay down on the table, giving myself to the caress of the Shy. Her fingers caressed my dick. The index finger of the other hand dived several times into my anus. It was nice. Fearing to finish ahead of time, I interrupted her caresses and turned around.Sitting on the edge of the couch next to Lenochka, I arranged my legs so that my excited cock could be clearly seen. Sticking my hand under the blanket, I expected to feel the touch of the Shy Girl’s naked body, but it was not there. Helen was fully dressed. In a T-shirt, sports pants and a try ... Read more →