narrow, but it was enough to confirm the bad guesses of a woman. Her eyes opened in the middle of the room table, the front wall of which reached almost to the floor, but in the five-centimeter gap men shoes on widely spaced legs and, most importantly, two pairs of women's shoes soles were clearly visible.

- Here is a bitch! - Eugene spoke with her lips, feeling how everything in her boils inside. Taking a few deep breaths and exhalations, she continued to stare down the gap. It didn’t get any easier, the blood began to flow to her head, therefore, with some disappointment at the fact that the picture behind the door does not change, she still stood up.
In the head of an inventive woman, a cunning plan immediately arose, which she certainly decided to put into practice. Having straightened her cloak on herself, she moved a step away from the door, and stamping loudly, knocked heavily on the wooden sheet. Behind the wall something knocked deafly, and there was a squeezed whisper of men. Slyly smiling, Zhenya imagined that a deaf knock was caused by the blow of Arina’s head on the table.

About a minute passed before the man himself opened the door for her.
- Zhenya!? - Just like yesterday, he was surprised.
- Hi, Seryozha! I did not wait for the evening! I missed you so much! - continued slyly, like a fox, she smiled.
- I missed you too, but ... Maybe we still wait for the evening? - He asked in hope, and Zhenya, squinting, noted a noticeable mound on his trousers, apparently left after a falling erection.
- Why wait? Even your secretary is not there yet, so why delay the inevitable? - She rapaciously grabbed him by the tip of his tie, which today was already on it.
- Inevitable? You speak as if it were some kind of compulsory duty.
- Believe me, Seryozha, when a woman wants sex the way I want him - it becomes your duty. - With these words, she put her hand on the groin area of ​​the man, groping his half-excited member. - Oooh, I see, you're glad to see me too!
- Zhen ...

- I'm already eighteen years old, Zhenya! - A visitor, jokingly, but menacingly said, stepping on a man, forcing him to move back into the depths of the office.
The woman deftly slammed the door behind her and, turning the key sticking in the lock, locked it.
- Sit down! - She pushed Sergey away.
The man reluctantly, but obediently, walked over to the opposite part of the table, frantically figuring out how to get rid of the guest as soon as possible.
- Sit down! - Once again she commanded powerfully, enjoying this game and subconsciously feeling how the pulse of everyone in the room grows.

Eugene's behavior was unusual for Sergey, it intrigued in its own way, as its appearance intrigued. In any other situation, a man would happily “get involved” in the game, but now something clearly hindered him to relax. Sitting down in his leather chair, he squinted for a moment under the table, but immediately looked up at the unexpected visitor.
- Serozha, I really missed you. - chasing words, continued the woman. - Look at what I'm ready for to meet you! - Without becoming a drag on the process of seduction, she untied her belt. The floors of the cloak went a little apart, presenting to the lover's attention the almost complete lack of clothes under it. The man’s gaze proceeded from top to bottom, managing to note to himself that instead of standing short hedgehog on his pubic mistress, he was carefully shaved and, with this part of her body, she immediately looked fifteen years younger.

- Wow! - Finally a man squeezed out of himself, immediately forgetting that his half-naked secretary sank in horror from fear under his desk.
- Do you like what you see? - Eugene continued the “game”, sexually sliding her fingers from neck to navel.
The man fell into a light stupor, he knew his mistress for several years, but she had never allowed herself such “pranks”, taking sex and meeting them more seriously. And now she, apparently, really did not have enough detente, so she went to any measures to heat Sergey. He suddenly really wanted her to throw off her cloak and show off his beloved threesome. He always had few Arina’s, although in general, the secretary was more attracted by his elasticity and well-groomed body.

Eugene, as if he had heard the thoughts of a man and, without waiting for his answer, with a light movement of her hands, she threw off excess fabric from her shoulders. The cloak fell to its shoes with a shapeless rag and the legs covered with mesh stockings immediately crossed it. Shaking her hips, the guest approached the discouraged man, who did not even try to hide the erection that appeared again under the pants.
When the woman walked around the table, Sergei again, frightened, glanced at the secretary who was compressed into a ball, but again did not betray her. Of course, the fact that Zhenya would know about his second mistress, the world would not collapse, but still, in the event of exposure, knowing its difficult nature, the fights could not be avoided. In addition, more than anything, the man did not like women's shouts and showdowns. Therefore, now he was trying in every possible way to isolate Arina from the guest who suddenly appeared suddenly.

Going to the man sprawled on the chair, the predator stepped between him and the table, teasing and scaring both of his colleagues who had calmed down. Looking down on Sergei, with a sense of superiority, she suddenly dropped to her knees in front of him, continuing her mocking game. Her fingers quickly fluttered around the man's groin, unbuttoning his fly, pushing off the fabric of his underpants and freeing his cock torn at will. Not losing pace to keep her lover from returning, she immediately covered her head with her mouth and finally felt this long-awaited feeling of sexual intimacy with a man.

Hastily licked the head in a circle, she swallowed the shaft of the penis even deeper. She didn’t like to suck, and she didn’t really know how, usually using this technique as a prelude to classic sex, but sometimes she tried to please Sergey, knowing how he adores blowjob. In addition to arousal, discontent with a feeling of jealousy pulsed in her. She tried to replay her "rival" in everything, including in skill, and in originality. But the thought that this member was in the mouth of “this bitch” a few minutes ago reduced Zhenya’s ardor a little and, having made several reciprocating motions with her mouth, she pulled away from the man and rose to her feet.
- I see you are very happy to see me! - She continued to provoke a man and, sat down with her bare booty on the table, slowly spreading her legs apart.

The garters between the belt and stockings stretched, simultaneously pulling the thread of desire inside the man. He, in turn, did not even look at the bewildered Arina, jumped out of his chair and began to get rid of the clothes that were disturbing him. The secretary saw how slender, hanging from the table legs, men approached, from which he immediately slipped trousers with shorts. She watched, confused, as the bloodshot cock penetrated abruptly into the bowels of the guest’s body somewhere above her head, and she, in turn, emitted a loud and sincere moan of pleasure.

Arina could not believe her eyes: she was sitting in one shoe, a bra and an unbuttoned blouse under the boss's desk, and he, twenty centimeters from her, was fucking her lover right on his desk, above her head. It was so unexpected and unusual that she could not believe the reality of what was happening. Unlike Eugene, she was not at all jealous of Sergei for his girlfriend, on the contrary, the fact that he occasionally sleeps with others was almost indifferent to her. She was very afraid of something completely different: the secretary was afraid of being revealed, she was afraid of publicity and the fact that outsiders would learn about her intimate connection with the boss. After all, gossip and evil tongues could bring information about this and her husband, who occupies a decent public office in their small town.That, naturally, did not promise anything good, either for his reputation or for their family relationships. Their son, finishing school, a rumor about a slutty mom would also help in life. Therefore ... Read more →