- Arina, I have a question for you! - He rattled, habitually referring to the woman on you, but due to her small age without adding a middle name.
- Sash ... Is it urgent for you ?! - In a rather hoarse voice, she said, feeling her blush from embarrassment and discontent at the same time.
The blood has already flowed to her face long ago, and now Arina has become completely red as a cancer. From surprise, she did not even remove her hand from her crotch, continuing to keep two fingers immersed in the vagina up to the very knuckles. But the bare buttocks convulsively clenched, frozen in a chair.
- I do not for a long time! I would see one document with you, is it possible?
- Sash ... Not now, I ...
- Arina, I beg you, please! It costs you nothing, but it will help me a lot!
- Sasha, no! - Already more confidently she said.

- I don’t really understand the text formatting standards. - Not hearing her, lost in thought, continued to chatter the guy. - In our textbooks they are alone, on the Internet they are different, and in our treaties there are still others.
- Sasha, I am uncomfortable now, and there is no contract before my eyes. - I tried to shove him off Arina, to my own surprise, while continuing to slightly move her fingers inside.
- Yes, I literally just for a minute, open the document that I have now sent you! - With these words, the young man immediately tried to go around the table to stand behind the woman behind her back and make out the contract on the screen of her monitor.
- NO! - Not with her voice Arina screamed, forcing the guy to stop in time. Just a couple of steps and he could easily have looked at a woman who was naughty in profile, and then an unnaturally raised skirt and a white strip of skin on her thigh and buttock wouldn’t have escaped his gaze.

The frozen fellow looked at Arina in surprise and carefully returned to his former place. The bloody woman, frightened by her exclamation herself, thought frantically how to explain her cry to him, and after a few seconds she was only perplexed to speak the first thing that occurred to her:
- You do not see, I pereobuvu shoes! Come back later, after ten minutes at least.
- Good, good, I'm sorry! - The guy sincerely apologized and just now noticed that the secretary's hand is under the table in some unnatural posture. Comparing Arina’s disheveled look, her red face and arm under the table, he thought out the rest, imagining that she had just come from somewhere and put on office shoes on her feet, for which he found her.

When the door slammed behind him, Arina pulled back from the table with relief. “It’s time to end with this madness,” she told herself firmly, but didn’t pull back her hand, but on the contrary, she accelerated her fingers.
But she was interrupted again. This time, the boss himself, after completing the telephone conversation, he left the office to find out why the secretary was shouting?
- What happened?
- Yes ... It was Sasha who came in ... I almost knocked out a cup from my hands ... I almost spilled coffee ... - She lied to her right off the bat, although she didn’t smell at the reception desk.
- I see. I really thought that you are being robbed, raped and killed. By the way, good idea, make me a coffee, please.
- H-a couple of minutes, ok? - Arina said in an appealing tone, not releasing her fingers from the vagina. She already wanted to finish so much that she was ready to sacrifice anything for this.
- Oh well. - Sergey easily agreed and, again immersed in his thoughts, returned to the office.

“But what is happening to me!” - Internally, the woman screamed, finally left alone. She began to literally force herself with folded fingers, adding a third to the two in order to quickly reach orgasm and stop these inappropriate manipulations. Her excitement, fueled by shame and fear, was so great that she met the two minutes requested from her boss, ending with shaking her whole body from contracted muscles and squeezing her arm tightly with her legs.
To her joy, during the orgasm, no one disturbed her, therefore, she experienced all the long-awaited pleasure in full. After that, having stayed for a minute, she finally got up and began to put her appearance in order. Brewing coffee, she looked at herself in the mirror: at first glance, the lack of laundry was not so noticeable, and she admitted that she was in vain that others could expose her. But her crimson face, still did not want to take a natural color.

Spitting on this, she knocked on Sergey's office door and, after his approval, brought him a fragrant drink.
- Why are you so red? - Finally, the man turned his attention to her.
“Yes ... I ...” She hesitated again.
- Is it all because of the stormy start of the day? - He suggested.
- Hmm yeah. - I decided to agree on the proposed option secretary.
- Do not worry. Let's forget about it. You better take this as an unusual adventure, that's all. Concentrate at work and the premium will not be long in coming. - The man winked at Arina playfully and, turning to the monitor, with his whole appearance showed that the conversation was over.

She was glad that the conversation ended so quickly, as well as the fact that he did not notice anything but the color of her face. Coming out of the office, she examined herself in a mirror in more detail and critically. The lack of a bra was not at all noticeable; nevertheless, the fabric of the blouse turned out to be rather dense, and the small breasts did not hang down without this decorative item of clothing.
The woman finally tried to focus on work, feeling the heat between her legs subside, but now the excitement about tonight only intensified. Inappropriate, Arina remembered that her morning offender and mistress had to stop by in the evening, after work, to have fun with her boss. In addition, she promised to return the bra stolen from her.

The imagination of Arina began to draw humiliating pictures in her mind again. At one of them, the woman, entering the reception room, simply threw the bra on her table, not paying attention to the presence of strangers. On the other hand, the abuser did, again, drag her into the first available room, to continue the abuse and use her in her sex games. But she never thought of any of the fantasy paintings to a logical end, and for a long time she could not get down to normal work, all the while distracted by her own thoughts and experiences. From such a low productivity, the prize did not threaten her.

But in the evening everything happened differently. There were almost no visitors for the whole day, which allowed Arina to still recover a little, put her own thoughts in order and calm down. True to six o'clock in the evening, her anxiety began to grow again with every minute. She was afraid of Eugene's visit and at the same time eagerly awaited him. When, after the end of the working day, fifteen minutes had already passed, the worried secretary had already begun to think that, without waiting for a woman, to go home without clothes, it was a blessing that she traveled not by public transport but by her own car. So Sergei looked out of the office asked:
- Why aren't you going home? I'll give you a prize, I'll give you, don't worry. Till tomorrow!
Without waiting for a response from a subordinate, he went back to his place. It was evident that he, too, was a bit uncomfortable, apparently expecting another trick from Eugene.

- Yes, not because of the prize ... - The secretary tried to explain herself, but did not finish speaking when she saw that her boss was completely on the drum.She had already turned off the computer and began to change her shoes when they suddenly knocked on the waiting room.
“Visitors, so late?” She managed to think, realizing that it could not be Zhenya, who had never knocked at her, but opened the doors almost with a kick. But, after a few seconds into the room ... Read more →