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I am a completely ordinary girl, I am 30 years old. I work as a conveyor belt operator. Married. And a guy works for us as an electrician. Also married. And so he began to show interest in me. He brought candy or chocolate. We started communicating with him. Let's talk and laugh. I didn’t pay attention that he could hug me around the waist or put his hands on my shoulders. His hand didn’t fall on my butt. He said sorry, I did it accidentally. It even excited me a little. But I, like a decent girl, scolded him. He said that it won't happen again. Several days passed and it happened again. He said that he couldn't resist touching my ass. I melted and allowed him to take my ass with both hands, he pressed me to him and stroked my ass. I felt him get up and rest between my legs. Just in the right place. I feel like I'm leaking. Well, that’s enough, I said and moved away from him. Then it was repeated, there were even kisses. All this happened at work in a secluded corner. And then one d... continue reading

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The young man and I worked together. I must say that he was the only bachelor in our company. Because of this, all the girls felt his devouring gaze on them, whether it was a short dress or skirt, or a huge neckline. In the morning, before work, he always went to the gym (the room was in the next building from our office). Roma did not have an extremely beautiful figure, but he was fit. One day, as it happened, I came to work early. The computer didn’t work (there was no light), I was bored and with nothing to do, I decided to go to the gym, once there were scales there, and I decided to weigh myself. I didn't intend to study. By nature she had a fairly beautiful body, size 3 breasts, straight legs, a good ass, and black hair just below her shoulders. That morning I was wearing a short black dress with a low neckline and chic stilettos. Entering the hall, I dryly said: “Hello,” and not finding the scales in the hall, I headed towards the mirrors. I saw myself in full height, but out... continue reading

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It happened on a warm autumn day in mid-September. I was sitting in my office at work and drawing up staff vacation schedules for the next year. My office is small, well lit by daylight, with a PC and a large table for various kinds of documents. Suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door. Usually my staff comes to me without knocking, so I immediately realized that these were not locals. I said, "Come in." The door opened and my employee’s wife came into my office. I will describe it briefly.

A slender, beautiful girl with big eyes, hair dyed a pleasant red color, quite tall. She worked as a laboratory manager at our enterprise. She was dressed in a blouse and jeans that nicely hugged her slender legs and ass. To be honest, I always secretly looked at her and, thinking about what I would do with her in bed, I began to get excited. However, I did not show my secret desires in any way, firstly, this is the wife of my colleague, secondly, work is not a place where you can have fu... continue reading

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After my wife felt another man’s penis in her slit for the first time in her life, she could not find peace. She wanted a repeat. My penis was not as big as Andrey’s and she was getting less and less pleasure with me in bed. Often, after I left for work, she visited dating sites, where men flocked to an offer to fuck like moths to a light. This, of course, pleased her pride, but she was afraid to enter into relationships with various partners, because she had many acquaintances in the city and bad rumors could spread.

Meanwhile, she received less and less satisfaction in bed, and her crevice itched more and more. I noticed the changes that happened to my wife after sex with Andrey, and invited him to visit us on Friday so that together we could fuck my wife to the fullest, in both holes. Her mood was at the highest level, she was already deciding what she would wear for Andrei’s arrival.

I was drawing pictures of what positions we would take her in and how we would fill her vagi... continue reading

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New Year's corporate party! A pre-New Year's corporate party is such a dreary task, while everything is being organized you can go crazy. Nevertheless, the money was finally collected, but the meeting place was not determined. While we were thinking and wondering, all the taverns were already in great demand, and we decided to celebrate it with our employee.

Fortunately, in addition to her apartment not far from our plant, she also had a dacha, and we decided to go after work and celebrate a corporate event with her. By the way, I always liked her, blonde hair, plump lips, beautiful long legs, thin waist. And from her breasts, when she especially came to work in a white, slightly see-through T-shirt (that sometimes the outlines of her nipples were even visible), I simply went crazy. She had recently returned from maternity leave, apparently not everything was great in her personal life, she always dressed to highlight the charms of her figure, and we often exchanged meaningful glance... continue reading

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The day did not go well from the very morning. The conflict arose out of nowhere. Slamming the door, Tanya went to her parents.

Arriving at the office, Lenya turned on the computer and began editing another contract. Then the boss came into his office.

- Why so gloomy? Looks like you had a good rest.

- What is it...

- Yeah. Okay, here's a little deal for you - you'll go to Paris.

- ...Where?

– To the hero city of Paris. You'll get divorced. You will negotiate with our partners on a new project. Prepare the soil. Do you have a visa?

- By itself.

- So that's great. Natasha will go with you as a translator. She's also on board. Go to the accounting department for travel allowances and tickets and you’re free for today. Go home, pack your things. Departure tomorrow morning at 9:45.

After Lenya left, the boss returned to his office and called Natasha to his office.

Natasha, a fragile brunette with short hair and big brown eyes, had a luxurious bust of the third size. As ... continue reading

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I'm preparing myself for our meeting this evening. I get out of the shower, dry myself with a warm terry towel and stand naked, thinking – should I wear white or black underwear? Perhaps white. You really like it so much! I look at myself in the mirror - tanned shoulders, narrow hips in tight white boxers, wet hair... I can already imagine your fingers, like claws on my chest: you love to scratch them down my chest... And the new scent of my cologne Today will definitely drive you crazy!

I dry my hair, put on a shirt and trousers, button it up, tie it, lace it up, meanwhile imagining how you dress... By the way, I love watching you dress! I wonder what you'll be wearing today? How do you manage to change into all these seductive outfits while at work? Do your colleagues notice that you fluttered out of the office wearing something different from what you came in?

Busy with these thoughts, I get into the car, drive closer to your office and stop at the snow-covered curb on the next ... continue reading

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Office. The piercing ear and unconcentrating voice of the supplier broke the silence again. Fingers tapping on computer keyboard...

Something strange is happening to me today. I do not feel anything. I smile, trying to hide the inner emptiness, trying to remember those states in which I felt good, or at least bad ... it doesn’t matter anymore. I want sensations, feelings, passions... and nothing. Horror creeps in. Lord, at least something! What if again? Once, in this state of emptiness and timelessness, I spent several months. Scary. I'm trying to analyze. Maybe I thought too much about how to behave and how not to behave correctly. Maybe for some reason the ghost of gray, lean loneliness stopped pressing on me. Where are you soul, if you exist, you must feel something! Quiet and empty...

I can't work. I remember.

I open the door and look apprehensively into the hallway. There are no neighbors. What a luck! I quickly take off my boots, get into my slippers and hurry to the room ... continue reading

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You come into my office. I'm alone. I take my eyes off the computer, look at you absently, nod my head slightly in greeting, and get back to work. You come to me

- Can I help you?

Thanks, I can handle myself.

You look at the monitor and put your hand on the back of my chair.

Suddenly you realize that you catch my scent. He is pleasant and familiar to you. It is the almost impalpable scent of a woman. The blood immediately rushes to your face, and you blush, embarrassed. I see your embarrassment, it pleases me.

You are looking down on me. A lace bra shows through my blouse, and the open collar reveals such an alluring hollow of my chest. The hem of the skirt reveals my stockinged knees. Mmmm... Excitement runs through you in a wave and sinks in a warm, pulsing lump down your stomach.

I lean back and touch my fingers with my back. The current runs through your body and mine. You move towards me and touch the member of my shoulder, which is bulging under the trousers. Oh what ... continue reading

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Good afternoon I'm 25, beautiful, tall, long-haired blonde (natural), with a rather thin hourglass figure and a breast size three. I have graceful hands, long beautiful legs and big gray eyes. To all this beauty, a completely nasty character is added: I am capricious and harmful, but if I am in love, then I give myself completely, without a trace. I live alone, which is actually quite satisfied ... I work in a large company.

Now I am sitting at my workplace. I'm wearing white underwear, a white blouse, tights, suede high-heeled shoes, and an even formal suit. In all appearance, I look more like a strict teacher ... but all this severity looks very depraved. Usually such teachers are undressed and punished in explicit films, and I go to work like that, to the envy of male colleagues who do not take their eyes off me, which I actually like.

Today is Friday, there are a lot of people around, but the atmosphere is quite friendly, since all the bosses left on Thursday in all directions.... continue reading

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I became a director, as well as a co-owner of the company, thanks to my momentary weakness. Once left without work, only with an empty purse in my pocket, with disappointment waving my hand at my now useless moral principles, I decided to place an ad in which I offered sexual services to elderly, wealthy ladies. I knew that many of them are successful in business, but often lonely and unsettled in their personal lives. So, unexpectedly for myself, I won the heart and body of a beautiful business woman, the president of a large commercial corporation ...

Touched by my tender, ardent caresses, Elena Georgievna Kuptsova offered me to run a video-shooting studio that secretly releases erotic videos. The video studio, of course, was disguised as a company that collects medicinal plants, as well as producing herbal tea. Its medical products in very limited quantities, sometimes even appeared in the city's pharmacies.

After thinking a little, realizing that I have no other options that ar... continue reading

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My new secretary is just lovely - a charming creature: just a girl (she was 19 years old), she looked just great: wavy golden hair falling to her shoulders, big blue eyes, a little upturned cute nose, a charming mouth line, a thin graceful neck, high chest, which was noticeable despite the strict suit, thin waist, small ass and long beautiful legs. She was dressed, as I have already said, strictly: a gray skirt just above the knees, a jacket, under it a snow-white blouse, thin stockings, low-heeled shoes. And this naive cute look, which does not spoil her at all, but rather emphasizes her incredible sexuality, showing through in her every movement: gait, gestures, in the way she writes, works at a computer. At the same time, her sexuality is so natural and genuine, as if it was given to her from birth, which most likely is the case. This is how she appeared before me today, and the name of this incredible girl is Anya.

She did her job flawlessly all day. I saw her many times when she... continue reading

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Among my clients there was one point in Ochakovo. Once I stop by, and the saleswoman Lyubka, a broken woman of about thirty-five, is playfully disposed. The owner of the outlet, a heavyset man, said as he left:

- Be careful, I'll hold it.

“But I don’t mind,” Liubka answered.

After these words, I looked at her. Although, at that time, I was just in the midst of a relationship with Ksenia and I didn’t attach too much importance to Lyubkin’s statements. Although, she was pretty enough. Slim, short. A brown-haired woman with a pleasant face. I was making eyes and her partner Nina.

- If I were younger, we would have stirred up with you, - she said.

But Nina was painfully unattractive. But Lyubka is like that, nothing. And also builds eyes. The first time I squeezed her a day after Ksyukhin's departure.

“What, people will see,” she stammered.

So she teased me for two weeks. I come, she makes eyes, flirts. Like I'm young, hot. And when it comes down to it, everything is clamped.... continue reading

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The third day hanging around Moscow without a penny in his pocket, Igor peered enviously into the windows of foreign cars with tinted windows passing by him, trying to see the lucky ones inside. Money... Damn it, where are these notorious crazy "grandmothers", flowing, according to the provincials, into the bottomless pockets of Muscovites from all over the country? And why can't he, a healthy, smart and still young man, break off his piece from this damned metropolitan pie?

No money means nothing: no housing next month, no food for the next week, not even a ticket to your hometown. But in the notebook there is one address ...

Remembering this, Igor grinned wryly and shrugged his shoulders. Well… After all, he doesn’t foresee women in the foreseeable future either, so it doesn’t matter what to do with the liquid that has accumulated over the month and is useless, causing only pain in the groin…

To his surprise, at the family planning department of the city gynecological dispensar... continue reading

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Lena looked forward to the day of her interview with her new employer with trembling excitement. She has been looking for a job for a long time, but all to no avail. And now she was offered the vacancy of a secretary and with such tempting conditions that she began to prepare for the meeting from the very morning. She took a bath, blow-dryed her long blond locks, and ironed her suit.

Lena had good taste and liked to dress well. She wore high-quality underwear, belts and stockings that other women do not like so much. Her wardrobe included elegant evening dresses and light summer sundresses. But that day, she wanted to look elegant and business-like, so she decided that a blouse and a formal suit would come in handy. She dressed her slender legs in stockings with elastic bands.

She was told that he would have arrived by 20:00 pm and given the address of the firm's office. She found the address without any problems and at the appointed time she was already standing at the door. Sighi... continue reading

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I was told this story of hers (once, under a very good drunk) by my very good friend, with whom at the time of work at the company we had some pleasant confidential (but not long-term close ones, unfortunately - three times with camouflage after a working day on the occasion of some - some holidays on a little drunk do not count, of course, but both caught euphoria) relationship at one time and with whom we worked in one good foreign company.

Elvira worked as the chief economist, practically, which meant financial director, I am the only lawyer in the company. Elya, who was 36 years old then, and I am 30, I must say, in our company, was probably the most proud and not giving married young woman with two offspring, although other women of all ages unceremoniously got rid of completely in our sabantuis, pushing them apart without any problems legs and getting all the pleasures from male members, even dancing naked on banquet tables, moving food along the edge. Everyone fucked each othe... continue reading

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Natasha arrived only in the evening to inspect the progress of repairs in the apartment. A team of Moldovan builders was already resting, sitting at the table and making fried potatoes with cracklings right from the frying pan. There were tomatoes and cucumbers in a bowl on the table, a pile of salt was sprinkled on a piece of newsprint, an open pack of margarine lay next to it, and there was an open half-liter bottle, already half empty.

The team is three men. For the brigadier, wiry, about fifty, Nikolai, he is Nikolai. The man is gloomy and looks dangerous. The other two, rosy-cheeked, thick, with a belly, Misha, and the joker Sasha, aka Sando, both 30 years old.

Natasha looked around the rooms. The repair was, of course, a C grade - so believe the recommendations of your friends - but if you close your eyes, tolerable. Nikolai followed her around the large apartment in silence, like a shadow. He was sullenly silent in response to the remarks, only twisting his mouth. We got to ... continue reading

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Paul looked again at the people sitting in front of him. The unfortunate father and mother expected from him at least some news about their daughter. He got up, rummaged through a pile of personal files, pulled out a skinny folder. Pavlova Svetlana Igorevna.

“Funny,” thought Pavel, looking at the surname, even on the first day of admission, he paid attention to it, although not only because of the surname consonant with his name. The girl was very beautiful, but the diagnosis of schizophrenia put an end to her beauty.

— I'm sorry, but I have nothing to please you — the doctor sighed theatrically, as he could, showing that he cares about their grief — To visit? No, you can’t, there are specially allotted hours for this, now she has procedures, specialists are working with her.

The procedure meant she was given a dose of sedative medication and she sits drooling on her bed. When they left, he cheerfully spun around in his chair, took out a black box from the top drawer of the... continue reading

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Yegor, the boss, burned Elena as she was stealing money from the company's safe, for her silence she promised to do anything, and also that she would not steal anymore. Yegor thought he said that Elena should become his slave for 3 months and do everything that comes into his head. The girl agreed.

Elena is a young employee of a small cleaning company. The girl was 23 years old and she came here 3 months ago, she was good-looking: large breasts of size 5, a very thin waist and an elastic ass, liked not only the guys, but also the girls surrounded by Lena, and as if golden hair just drove anyone crazy .

She did not think to steal, but circumstances forced her to do so. Elena led a very spendthrift life and most of the money was spent on useless purchases, so she took out a debt, but could not repay ... And when Yegor saw her stealing, this was the first and last time of her act of this kind. After explaining the situation to the guy, Lena waited for his answer. Egor, thinking, answe... continue reading

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Daria, clattering high stilettos, walked along the corridor on the 6th floor of an office building. The year ended well for her, she achieved the required KPI and the annual bonus already pleasantly warmed her bank account, and additional income, as she called them, just as comfortably settled on her other card. It was already quite late, and Daria hoped that she would not have time to fulfill the last order of the boss. The fact is that a few months ago, three people came to the company where she works. They were placed in a separate office on the 6th floor, quite spacious and with closed walls, unlike the rest of the open spaces, and they were told that they were a new startup related to analytics. Three strange-looking men were not associated with the word startup in any way, it seemed that they lived in the office and they almost always appeared in threes.

The oldest of them, who was, apparently, the boss, a tall, thin, always clean-shaven man with a slight gray at the temples, i... continue reading

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