- Kirk! - I exhaled, - and throw back more hair, eh ?! Well, the fly is fascinating! Do you believe?

Sometimes it's helpful to be simple. Girls appreciate it. Appreciated and Kira. She laughed loudly and instead of throwing back her hair, beautifully raised both hands up and shook her breasts rhythmically from one side to the other.

- Like?

I could not answer, but I found the strength to breathe with delight: - And then!

Kira laughed again, and pleased with my immediate reaction, she remarked: “It's nice when men appreciate beauty.”

“Kirk,” I falsely rolled my eyes, “What one appreciates there!” Yes, for such beauty ... what you want, when you want and in general!

Cheeks girls rosy with pleasure. And I was already unstoppable.

- Madame! - I theatrically got on one knee, - Ask what you like, but just do not deprive of the pleasure to look at least one eye!

The girl laughed again and with laughter her breasts shook finely under her blouse.

- Maksik! - Through the laugh she said. - Yah you. Clown!

I threw up my hands, portraying a mortal prick with a nonexistent dagger in my heart.

- Oh no! - Having accepted my game, Kira screamed. - Do not die sir!

- It's late! My wound is fatal ...

- We will cure you!

- Nothing will help me ... Goodbye, madam!

- Is there really no remedy ?!

- From what. There is! - I immediately thought of falling on the floor and with a wide smile, babbled: - Well, at least with one eye, eh?

Kira, laughing, shook her head, from which her hair fell over her shoulders and covered the object of my lust. - You are crazy! Will see!

- Let's go! - I, laughing, grabbed her hand and pulled her to the floor above.

Kira, out of breath, and choking with laughter, barely kept pace with me.

- Come on!

- Maniac! - Kira could not breathe with laughter. And ... lo and behold, with one hand lightly touched the top button on her blouse.

I stopped smiling and looked at her breasts like a man just looks.

Kira opened her eyes wide and undid the top button.

- What am I doing? She whispered, laughing softly.

- You treat me from a mortal wound, as promised. - I said seriously, smiling with my eyes alone.

Another little button. I undid the third button myself.

Kira stopped laughing when I gently ran my tongue over her chest and walked to her neck.

“This is too much,” she whispered with a gasp.

“I have a very serious wound,” I looked up for a second, and taking a tits hand, pressed my face to them. - I need more serious treatment.

- What? - Kira already breathed deeply and threw her head back.

Instead of answering, I let go of my chest and put my hands on her knees. And then, slowly, listening to the reaction of the girl began to lift her skirt up. Then, seeing that the girl did not resist, he unzipped the skirt and dropped it with a narrow waist. Before I pulled my penis out of my trousers, I thought that today is an amazing day: in a short time my second colleague in the office appears before me in just her panties. Recalling that the panties might hinder me, I decided to take them off immediately. Kneeling down, I saw in front of my eyes the smoothly shaved pubis of a girl and the swollen clit, which I unbearably wanted to kiss. What actually did I do. Five minutes later, I sat down on the step and Kira, without saying a word, stood over me. Widely spreading her gorgeous, slender legs, she looked down at me and without looking away, squatted on her haunches. Then she took my dick in her hand and slowly sat on it. It was inconvenient for me to move towards her, so it turned out that it was Kira who was fucking me and not me. She moved freely, keeping her back straight, which made her chest sway right in front of my face.But I looked only in her eyes. Because she looked into mine and did not look away. She had so much pleasure in her eyes, I would even say outright blatantness, that at that moment I had no doubt that it was she who was my boss's mistress. And only during an orgasm Kira allowed herself to close her eyes and bit her lip so as not to scream. At that moment, I was finally able to look away from her face and saw her all: a beautiful, young woman. Perfectly shaped legs, and gorgeous breasts. It was as if I had just now suddenly realized that all this beauty is in my hands, and moreover, this gorgeous bitch is now sitting on my penis. All this sharply flashed through my head and I began to end violently. Kira gracefully slipped off his penis, and stooping down shed my seed on her breast. And then, again looking into my eyes, slowly delivered her across her chest.

I left first. And Kira, gave me another crazy fucking look at parting, picking up things, and went completely naked to another floor to clean up.

Having a little recovered, and having drunk someone's cocktail, I caught the sight of Lera. I took the glass with me and sat next to her.

- Do you miss? - Trying to shout down music, I spoke into her ear.

- Yes, you do not get bored. - Leroux obviously something amused.

I shrugged and relaxed looked around.

“You and Kira gossiped about whom on the stairs,” I suddenly remembered.

Lera laughed and drank the wine from her glass.

- Yes, about everything.

- Yes? And for some reason it seemed to me that you were joking about me, - I decided not to play my psychological games. Two gorgeous fucking devastated me.

- Yes, not that you. - Lera put her hand on my shoulder. - You just walked in at such a moment.

I shrugged again. Slow music started again and Kohl with glass eyes started to invite Karina to dance. Right now, she will drive him away, I thought, and was surprised to see how our arrogant Karina, with the appearance of a top-class model, willingly went to dance. And they say, alcohol paints ugly women. It turns out he has the opposite effect. Kohl, in an almost insane state, had just never drooled at Kira. However, so he would have behaved with any lady in our institution now.

- And where is Lyuba with Marina? - just now I noticed that the corner where our married ladies were sitting was empty. Only Milana was sitting suspiciously on a chair, leaning against her back. And if she didn’t sleep, she obviously struggled with a nap.

- They are home gathered. - Lerka removed her hand from my shoulder and reached for a bottle of wine.

- Che so early then? Not even sat down.

- Which one is early? Do you even know that it is past eleven? - Lera smiled.

“This time is flying in good company,” I was surprised. And as if not sitting. - Where are they? I will go, I will persuade, maybe they will remain for another half an hour.

“Probably downstairs,” answered Lerk. “It seems they were going to call a taxi from the hall.”

After drinking another glass of vodka on the track, and biting a sandwich, I went to the lobby of our office. I saw Marina right away. She stood leaning on the door and looked at the street. It was noticeable that she drank pretty.

- Marin!

The girl hardly focused on the look and raised her eyebrows, denoting the question.

- What are you going home?

Nod.

- And where is Lyuba?

Marina thought for a couple of seconds, and apparently, not finding options for continuing the conversation with gestures, with an effort said: - There.

And again, she waved her head toward the service toilet.

I settled down next to Marina, thinking that I would wait until the arrival of Lyubasha, and then I would persuade both. In order not to repeat twice. Lyuba all was not. Marina did not speak. I understood that she was a little ill and did not disturb her with questions. After five minutes I was bored, and I quietly began to watch Marina. She stood with her eyes closed and breathed deeply in her mouth. Her eyelashes quivered. The light fell on her brown hair and I involuntarily admired ... Read more →