For bored Nastyuhi!))

It was another long-term business trip to another city of our country. Our company quietly expanded the geography of its presence in the regions. So there was nothing difficult for me. You come, look around the premises, which were rented or bought into the property by other representatives from our company. Then you plan where to install partitions to make a showroom, office space, a toilet, a warehouse, and so on. Then you send the planning project by mail to the head office, for approval and after all approvals, which happen very quickly, you get the go-ahead for further actions.

Then you hire a designer. He makes a sketch of the decoration of the showroom. Again, the approval and the teams hired by the designer already embody everything completely, from the plumbing to the lining. In general, prepare the room completely.

Further purchase of furniture, shelves, equipment. You order our products through the head office, but for now everything is delivered, you recruit staff. The branch accountant, after the interview with me, is also selected by the chief accountant of the head office, talking to him on Skype. I recruited the rest myself.

Came another one of ours, an elderly man, before retirement age. Normal such a guy, funny. I met him at the airport, talked while waiting for the luggage, then drove to his place of residence, by taxi.

We rented apartments from the company, odnushki, for the duration of the business trip. So that everything there was for life, washer, iron, ironing, well, in the kitchen, so that the microwave and electric kettle was. In general, normal huts were.

Nikolayevich was engaged in training personnel for work. Customer meeting, processing, product pairing and the whole further chain. I began to engage in stable supply adjustments. They took a branch manager from a local to load from the very beginning. An intelligent guy, thirty years old, education, language is suspended, as it should. And so we became the three of us to deal with this branch. Accounting does not count, there are their own supervisors and their work.

Somewhere a week before the opening, we gathered with Nikolayevich, this guy Anton, and so did I, in a tavern to sit. Nikolayevich came with Madame, whom I accepted for work. Ugly but slim, thirty-year-old woman. Divorce with a child. Nikolayevich doesn’t care if only a younger one had a body with holes. As he said - sucking head -

Anton came with his girl, the girl is so, very good in all the plans. Twenty-five years old, tall, slim. Ass cool, legs, breasts, very beautiful. Eyes are gray-green, hair is blond, long. Well, as long, just below the shoulders. Really awesome girl.

I also wanted to come with one sucking head, also recruited from work, but then I changed my mind. Why does Anton need to know about this, then they still need to work together. And Nikolayevich and his companion, you see, did not care.

We sat there a little, drank cognac, dined, talked, not in a working environment. Then they took a taxi.

In principle, as I assumed that the sucking head, which was with Nikolayevich, will not understand that work and time off are two different things. At work, Anton approached me, complained that this bitch began to be too familiar. I took her to a party and made an injection in the head so that I would be an employee at work, and outside working hours, that was another matter. It seems to understand. Anton began to look more cheerful, although he could have talked with her himself. He was probably afraid that he would have to clash with Nikolayevich. And we, with Nikolayevich, when I met him from the plane, talked about this. As the conversation went and talked that at work, we work, and after work, even eat vodka and roll on the ground. This is normal.

The week was vain, but opened a branch with fanfare. Balls, orchestra, all things. Customers first came. We flew a little this day, and there were still plenty of rough edges.But after work, they again decided to go to the same tavern. More at work agreed on this, towards evening.

Nikolaitch and Anton again came with their own. And I'm alone again. This time, my madam herself refused, having learned that Nikolayevich and Anton would be there. I kept silence about Nikolayevich’s sucking head. Maybe right, that did not go. Actually, she had a boyfriend, but he left the Sabbath somewhere and I replaced him, for a while. The girl was normal. Not beautiful and not terrible, slim, not too tall, with a short haircut. I first asked her to help me get out of my apartment, for money, of course. She did not refuse, came in the evening, wiped the dust, washed the floors. I then offered to drink beer or wine, I bought it beforehand. She also did not refuse. I drank beer, it is wine. Sat, talked. She told about her life, about the guy she said she left six weeks ago, to earn money. He strained money with them, she sat unemployed for two months until she settled for us.

I see a girl being waged. He asked how far he lives.

- From here far away. - she laughed - we are renting a room, cheaper, but they themselves generally from the region, two hours to go there by bus. And the room behind the bridge, there is the cheapest area -

I poured, but she did not refuse. He sat down closer to her, hugged, kissed. She answered. So I stayed for the night. I miss the male affection. In the morning only fell asleep with her.

The first time, just finished on her stomach, her phone rang. Slowly, she got up, pulled the phone out of her purse, and began to talk. The guy called her. She told him that now she was at home and I heard him scolding him that he was drunk.

Then, after a shower, she raised her cock with my mouth and started to jump on me herself. I lay her boobs paw. Then he put her cancer and vdul on the most eggs, ending in the ass.

Then again in the shower. After that, we sat in the kitchen, drank some more, and in some places. She again worked with her mouth, but after I immediately put her on cancer and pulled, firmly holding her hips, so as not to crawl away.

Well, I polished it. In the morning she was cheerful, at breakfast, especially when I gave her money, for cleaning. In the evening, not before.

At work I constantly shot at me with my eyes when I saw and smiled, with my head down. Then he took time off from work, leave a little bit earlier. I let go, asked only to warn Anton.

The next day, I asked her when there was no one around - is it again early today or what? -

- No - she smiled.

- Can we drink some wine today? - I suggested.

- Better beer. I like beer too - smiling, she said.

So I began to meet with her in my apartment, two or three times a week, at the same time and cleaned, for money.

She stayed with me for the night. We drank a bottle of beer, then a shower, sex, a shower, a floor of a beer bottle with talk, again sex and a shower. Drank up the beer, talking about all sorts of things, sex, shower and sleep.

It was just mutual help. Stupid sex with talk and nothing more. Fuck she loved.

In general, the restaurant with me, she did not go, so as not to glow.

Nastya, Anton's girl, asked me - why is she alone again? - when we met everyone at the entrance to the pub, at the appointed time.

- Abstinence from me. Vow of virginity - I laughed.

Nikolaitch immediately supported - He is left-handed, he shoeing his flea, he rubs his corns -

Everyone laughed. - Nikolayevich, you are a direct seer - I pinned. With him, we also immediately agreed that we communicate with you, even at work.

Rested in the pub. Nastya, Anton and I drank cognac, and Nikolaitch and his Toma drank wine. Then Nikolaitch drew a ballet dance with Toma, he pulled her out of the table and led her to a small dance floor, where several couples were already spinning.

- Come on let's dance too? - Nastya looked at me - Antosh, you will not mind - she turned to her - you still do not dance. -

- And you asked, he is dancing? - he grinned.

- I also sing - I laughed.

- See, dancing - smiled Nastya.

- Yes, go, go, turn your ass - Anton allowed and Nastya nodded to me, blinking an eye - went - and went ...