The work of the insurance department was interrupted for a very good reason. Svetlana Ivanovna and Oksana, who was sitting at the next table, were browsing the Internet and were discussing Kim Kardashian, not hiding. All the girls captured the interest and they jumped up from places away from the boring routine. I saw the forms of Kardashian on the monitor sideways, but now the employee has blocked everything for me.

They stuck to the table of senior specialist Svetlana Ivanovna and skillfully discussed the model in a swimsuit. The girls captured the interest and they were loudly arguing out loud about whether the Kardashian is too big for Kardashian.

I, the only guy in the office, was not upset at all about the topic that I could no longer look at the ass on the screen. Before me was a dream! This picture forever crashed into my memory: all the women of our office stood before me in front of the forest, to me ...

I could openly stare, consider the backs of employees. And I did that, never took my eyes off. Sorry, just did not guess sfotkat sotik. Here is Margaret, who is slightly leaning over, as always in a short skirt, and next to her almost laid down on the table with her elbows on Ksenia, I wonder if she understands how she wore her beautiful ass in jeans? Here is the skinny Christina with her boyish ass in a black dress and Yulia dumplings. She was definitely not interested.

While the girls looked at the models on the monitor, condemned them for being overweight, or vice versa thinness, I stared at them in all eyes. I wanted to get up and stroke them, mash the buttocks, slam and squeeze. I imagined what picture opens from the opposite side, as anyone entering the office will see ten pairs of breasts hanging in the neckline and trembling at laughter. I was at the limit, my head was spinning, the fog in my eyes and the hum in my ears. But as it turned out, this is not the limit of my tests. The door opened and Victoria Alexandrovna, the secretary general, looked into the office. She came in with a serious look, but in an instant her face began to shine, she threw the folders on the table and, in her high heels, ran to the other side of the table and also reached for the screen. I could not take my eyes, now the picture has changed a hundred times. Vika put her hands on Svetlana’s back and bent her back, sticking out her ass.

That was a shock! I have long been staring at the strict and important Victoria Alexandrovna. I was not so worried about her big breasts and thin waist, how much I fell into a trance looking at her ass. Obviously, she was engaged in fitness, and probably paid a lot of attention to exercises for the buttocks. When she was leaving the corridor, I always stood and stared at her ass, at her wide taut buttocks under the skirt. I guess I even drooled and touched a member, but I did not care about others, I was at the mercy of a woman.

And so she took me captive again. It is 3 meters away from me, bent, exposed the ass, and the skirt, which had fallen back, exposed the elastic bands of the stockings. Periodically shifting from foot to foot, she oversexally wiggled her ass. I did not notice how the girls began to disperse in their workplaces and looked at one point, one big seductive point.

- Kirill! Kirill, how many can you call?

I really got stuck, Margaret, sitting at the next table, persistently calling me.

I don’t know if she noticed what my attention turned to. I don’t know how many minutes, but her grin caused alarm.

I turn to the right, look at her, my heart is pounding, there is fog in my head and, probably, there is a stupid smile on my face.

- Cyril, give pliz hole punch.

I serve, hands trembling noticeably.

“What are you staring at?” Margarita asked mockingly.

Shut up and look at her, what could I say? I answer her with incoherent speech, even more like mumbling, and she looks and smiles. Everything, I slept. Saved the call to her office phone.

I buried my head in the monitor and thoughtlessly went through the mail, I need to pull myself together!

- Cyril, close the window vent.

I get up, stretch to the window and understand that my riser in the pants has not gone away and is now clearly visible. Margarita looks at me and smiles slyly.

He closed, sat down and could not stand his eyes on end, I turned to her.

Margarita is a little more than 40 years old, she is tall and a bit in body, good manicure, hairstyle, cleavage hides a full chest a little. I have been sitting next to Margo for a long time, she often tells me and we have friendly relations, but now I'm afraid of her.

- What did Kardashian like? - that's how she asked smiling.

I looked around, the whole office was digging along the keys without looking up from the monitors, no one paid attention to our conversation.

- Yes, do not worry, you all have it, it is a matter of life, better go and take off the steam.

A serious face and a kindly ingratiating voice were reassuring, but the offer to blow off steam, like that, in the forehead, did not fit in my head. I was embarrassed and did not know what to say, but I understood that this time to face the monitor was not the answer.

I said in a calm voice that everything was alright, I would plunge into work and everything would settle down. It was not there, Margo did not look away, unbuttoned the top button of her blouse and increased the cleavage even more, exposing her breasts and blue bra. And as if nothing had happened, she whispered:

- Go, if you don’t work yourself and distract people, but see, you’ll have to involve the public.

That's just how I did not want to attract attention, besides, the look of the breasts did not help to calm down. I turned away and stared at the monitor, the letters floated before my eyes. A message came to the cell, a message, a message from Margot ... a picture.

I do not believe my eyes, she took off the photo in which she poses topless in her apartment. Now I realized that she specifically puts pressure on me, I need to keep the siege. But in my army there is a traitor, a fifteen centimeter-cut traitor who stood proudly and did not intend to bend down under the pressure of the enemy. The traitor was itching and every touch of the trousers was nicely spread out and deprived me of the strength to resist. It was a struggle of mind and body.

- Received? Kirill, go away already, but, - this time the former girlfriend whispered.

“I can't get up and go out, everyone will see the pants,” I replied.

And then the final defeat, the fortress surrendered. Margarita loudly speaks to the whole office:

- Cyril, take the folder to the archive, - and draws it to me.

I am cornered, take the folders, cover them with a bump in my pants and awkwardly go to the door. I think everyone looks at me and laugh. Coming out into the corridor, it became calmer, walked to the archive door, went inside and put the folders on the free shelf of the rack. I wanted to stay here until the end of the working day, the tension at the bottom did not subside, and I began to realize that there is only one way to remove the attention-grabbing tent. Then the door opens slightly and Margarita enters. She silently passed and stood right in front of me, I felt the warmth of her body. She looked at me without a grin and stood, blocking my way to the exit. In a gentle, soft voice, she reassured me:

- Well, how are you little, I do not understand something. You work in the women's team, get used to it. Let me help you and go to your place to work quietly.

This confident and knowledgeable tone made you believe that everything is really in the order of things, and Margo is my close friend, ready to help in difficult times. How she could help, I also understood, this riser only intensified and threatened to stain my pants. Checkmate, Cyril, check and checkmate. I lowered my eyes and quietly agreed. Margarita told me to go to the toilet, but not to lock the door behind me, but to wait for it. I did as she said while waiting for her, I realized that I was in the power of a woman, but this addiction was so sweet. Finally, the torturer went into the toilet and closed the door from the inside. She came close to me and looked into my eyes. Her eyes radiated tenderness and calm.

“Open your pants,” she said.

With naughty fingers, I began to unbutton my belt, unzipped my zipper, lowered my pants along with my underpants. Tense member with difficulty got out into the wild. So big I have never seen him. The head turned blue and glistened in the light.Margarita whispered: Well then you start. I asked: what about help? Margarita silently unbuttoned her blouse, lowered her bra and in front of my eyes fell two otpadnye boobs. I stood and looked at her in anticipation.
- So what is next?
Margarita replied: "and then you yourself, we didn’t agree on anything more."
I decided. Under the strict gaze of a half-naked woman, he put his hand on his dick. It was very nice. I put my left hand on Margarita's chest. It did not provoke her protest.

The fog filled my eyes. I smoothly drove with my right hand over my penis, and with my left I crushed my girlfriend's boobs. It was very nice, I forgot all the troubles. I stopped and boldly asked Margarita to take up my boyfriend, but Margo confidently refused to do it. Silently she turned her back on me and lifted her skirt up. I saw her big white ass in a thong. It was the last spurt and I finished the sink very liberally. My whole hand was in semen. While I was wiping her with a napkin and putting myself in order, I did not notice that Margarita was already fully dressed and was smiling at me with a kindly smile. We took turns out of the toilet and went to workplaces. When I first went to the office, everyone was busy with his own business, someone brought some tea, who discussed working moments, who were sitting at the computer. Having sat down at my place, I was in seventh heaven with happiness, all problems were forgotten, I just glowed.

I reluctantly began to parse the documents on the computer. After 5 minutes, Margarita entered as if nothing had happened and sat down at a nearby table. I felt like the happiest man in the world. Margo did not betray her appearance. About 10 minutes before the end of the working day a message came to my phone. Again vossap from Margarita I looked at her, but she stared at the computer and did not pay any attention to me. Opening the message I was in shock. On the sent photo I was captured with a member in my hand in our office toilet. I asked Margarita what it means, but she did not answer. Then I repeated out loud without hiding from colleagues. Margarita turned to me and without a hint of a smile said that it was Blackmail and I would have to work it out.

To be continued.