the stranger will hear insulting words addressed to her. Satisfied with the effect, Zhenya continued:
- Give me your skirt, whore, I know that you are now sitting in front of me with a naked ass!
Not seeing any reaction from the blonde who fell into a stupor, she raised her hand to her chin, and then lightly slapped her hand over her cheek. It was even difficult to call it a slap in the face: the blow was more offensive than painful, but it perfectly marked the attitude of Eugene to Arina. At the last, tears appeared right from under the grimmed eyelids, and in two drops synchronously rolled down to the chin.
“Should I hit you harder, bitch?”
The secretary woke up and, afraid of continuing, lowered her hand to the floor and picked up the hated skirt. Eugene with force pulled her out of the hands of a frightened woman, almost breaking her several nails.

- Yeah, good stuff! Dear things you can afford, whore! Will you also teach me to substitute my pussy to provide for myself?
Eugene improvised on the go, but suddenly, feeling that her lover's thick sperm continues to flow from the depths of her vagina, the continuation of her cruel plan originated in her head. Having not heard the answer to her regular rhetorical question, she decided to “finish off” the secretary:

- I liked it, I'll take it to myself! - Crumpling in the hands of an expensive skirt, she tried to “unleash” Arina for at least some actions. Turning around and taking a couple of steps to the exit, she still provoked that, and the woman prayed through tears:
- What do you want?
- Here, finally, you started asking the right questions! I want a yacht, a private island and five muscular slaves! Continue? - She mocked.
- What do you want from me for a skirt? Give it back to me ... Please.
“I want you to never fuck Sergei again and stop exposing your smelly mouth to his dick!” This is for starters!
- To start!? - terrified Arina.
- Yes! If you do not agree, I went! - She really went to the door.
- Stop! I agree...

- Want to get the skirt back? - Eugene turned around. - Come to me, I will give it, and then you will show where the toilet is.
The secretary understood that this is really the easiest way to get the cherished piece of clothing, and quickly finish the horror that was happening to her, so reluctantly, still stood up from the table, shyly covering her pubic hair, shining with its openness between a blouse and black stockings.
- Arms! - exclaimed Eugene.
- What, hands? - Surprised asked Arina.
- Take your hands, do not hide behind and come to me!
The woman hesitated, but still executed the order of this crazy.
- Another thing. Now stand on my knees in front of me and ask your skirt back.
Frightened Arina, suddenly remembered that the door to the waiting room was not locked, therefore, speeding up the process, she immediately knelt before an imperious woman.

- Please give me a skirt. - She said quietly, looking at the slim legs of a woman.
- I can not hear!
- Please give me a skirt. - Already the woman repeated louder.
- Say: I am a stupid whore, please give me my skirt! - Triumphant guest, continuing to raise the degree of passions. After a five-second pause, Arina still squeezed the words out of herself, closing her eyes again from shame:
- I ... Dumb whore ... Please give me my skirt.
- Well, hold on! - Zhenya suddenly agreed.
But instead of transferring this damn piece of clothing to a humiliated secretary, she crumpled him up and threw a few meters away, straight to the door of Sergei's office. The terrified Arina immediately tried to get on her feet, but the visitor who entered the rage continued:
- On the knees! Behind the skirt on your lap!

Trying to end this nightmare as soon as possible, Arina almost immediately ran after the skirt, like an obedient doggie, quickly turning her hands over the floor and leaning on her knees and socks. Reaching the cherished subject, she immediately jumped up and pulled it over. Literally a few seconds later, Sergei looked out of the office and was very surprised to see not only Arina, who was red as a tomato, but Zhenya.
- What's the noise? Zhenya, are you still here? - He began to frantically sort out the options, wondering if the woman got to know his non-working relationship with the secretary.
- Yes! - Immediately she was found. - I did not find the toilet and returned to ask Arina to show me to her. - With a good-natured smile Zhenya lied.
- Aah! - Sergey let out a light breath, rejoicing at the calm tone of his mistress. - Arina, please take Evgenia Alexandrovna to the ladies' room.
The unnaturally flushed woman had no choice but to nod and, without looking at her offender, walk past her, with an unsteady gait.

Zhenya sent Sergey a kiss and silently followed her guide. But, they never reached the toilet, because one of the employees, a short-sighted elderly woman, came out of the nearest door and, seeing the secretary, yelled in delight:
- Arina, I will go to the store for about twenty minutes, and please close the door, otherwise I forgot my keys today.
- Yes of course. - A somewhat detached woman replied and returned to her desk for the keys.
Having waited until the owner of the office was hiding around the corner, Zhenya did not let Arina fulfill the request and close the door, but on the contrary, shoved her into the vacant room. Despite the fact that she desperately rested, their difference in height and weight affected: Zhenya was above the one and a half meter rival by as much as fifteen centimeters, and the rest of the forms significantly exceeded the figures of the blonde.
Having dragged Arina inside, the impudent woman did not repeat her mistakes and right there, having pulled out a bunch of keys from her hands, locked the door and checked it, pulling the handle. Getting up and blocking the exit, she folded her arms and continued her game:

- Take off your skirt, I want to admire you again! I liked the look of your bare ass! - ordered the woman who is now not cunning. To her surprise, she really liked her naked ass and neat pubis Arina, and the unusual nakedness of her rival even got her a little. Although, perhaps, it still affected her constant sexual desire.
Having trampled on the spot, the secretary made an attempt to break through Eugene to the door, in which the saving key was sticking out of the lock, but she easily shoved her back, quickly orienting herself in the narrow space of the office room filled with furniture. It was an elongated room, where two tables, packed with papers and cabinets tightly stuck along the walls, could hardly fit. Arina swayed and nearly fell, at the last moment, clutching at one of the cabinets with her hand.

- Once again in the face wanted? - Zhenya asked sternly?
- What do you want from me? - Scared by secretary sounded.
- I already said, you stupid shit: I just want to admire you!
- But ... It's not just like that? I promise not to have sex with Sergey anymore! It's generally he always bothers me! Forgive walking without panties and makes ... Suck him for his faults ... - Arina said it out.
- It is very good that you will not fuck with him! Well done, that understood. But I want to look at your ass, I really liked it! - Zhenya replied with honesty to honesty.
- And then you will fall behind? Do not pick a skirt? - incredulously asked the woman.

- Yes, I need it! Your inch size won't fit me. - Zhenya understood that Arina was not afraid of the fact that she would take the expensive thing to herself, but was afraid that she would leave her in a strange office in a very delicate position. At the same time, once again, Eugene focused on the anthropometric indicators of a rival, wanting to humiliate her even more with any trifle. - Take it off and put it on the table.
Arina exhaled heavily and yet, undoing the zipper on her skirt, took it off and really put it on the table behind her back. Instinctively covering her pubis, she again heard in her address a formidable categorical exclamation:
- Hands behind your back!
The secretary frightened away her hands, exposing her bare crotch with gently protruding genitals ... Read more →