Mikhail, a 25-year-old guy, immediately got a job as a security guard at a large corporation as soon as he returned from the army. For the past year, he'd been working as a driver for the CEO of this corporation, and it so happened that while driving his boss, he sometimes entrusted him with driving his wife to the gym or the spa. So they began an affair, during those days when he'd take his boss's wife to the spa or the gym, supposedly. They'd either rent a hotel room, or Misha would drive out into the woods outside the city, where they'd have sex like rabid rabbits. Natasha gave Mikhail a blowjob in the back seat of an expensive Maybach. — I witnessed a conversation here, the chief accountant needed a driver and security guard all in one for some business trip, I recommended you. Natalia said, pulling away from the member. - Why? I'm not bad here either, when such a milf gives me pleasure. Natalia was 13 years older than Mikhail. She was madly in love with anal sex, but her husband considered it dirty and only had sex with her vaginally. - For your career advancement. Natalya said, pulling away from his cock again. She turned her back to him and lifted her dress. Her wide, bare bottom looked up at Misha, and a red crystal butt plug glistened between her cheeks. "You can't be a driver your whole life, and Miron said if you go well on this business trip, he'll promote you to head of security. And we'll see each other more often, silly! Help me get my friend out." Mikhail carefully pulled out the butt plug, revealing a large anal hole. Natalya took his penis, wet with her saliva, and inserted it into the hole, lowering herself to the very base. - Mmmmm yes, so good! Natalya rode the driver's cock, her anal ring tightly encircling his shaft. Ten minutes of riding and Natasha came. She pulled off, reinserted the plug, and leaned toward him. With swift movements, she brought him to orgasm, swallowing all his semen. "Today, Miron will call you on the carpet, and you agree. A week's business trip and a promotion are in the bag." Mikhail drove Natalia home and headed to the office. And just as she'd said, the first thing his boss called him for was a phone call. He released him from work, handed him the keys to the Geländewagen, and gave him a general power of attorney. — You have two days off, then you’ll come to the office at 7:00 and go with Angelina Ivanovna to Gelendzhik for the shareholders’ meeting. - Fine. Mikhail turned and walked out, took the elevator down to the underground parking garage, and pressed the car search button on the remote. A black Gelik flashed at him from the parking lot. - What a car! A couple of days later, he arrived at the office, stood, and waited. A woman, about 45, emerged from the office, wearing a formal black suit, a knee-length skirt, red lipstick, and her hair pulled back into a bun. Mikhail took her briefcase and bag, opened the car door for her, and helped her in. Her black skirt hugged her shapely backside. Once inside, the skirt rode up, revealing the edge of nude stockings with lace patterns. Mikhail closed the door. - What a pacifier! He whispered under his breath. After putting their luggage in the trunk, they set off. They didn't say a word the entire way; Angelina sat and worked on her laptop. — Mikhail, stop at a gas station, I want to buy coffee at a cafe. - Yes, okay, Angelina Ivanovna. They pulled up to a cafe near the gas station. Mikhail got out, opened the door for Angelina, and helped her out. Angelina adjusted her tight dress and headed into the cafe. She was gone for about half an hour. Then she returned with two cups of coffee. — Did you shit yourself there or something? Mikhail thought. He helped her into the car. — I didn’t know what you liked, so I got you a cappuccino. - Thank you. By evening, they were already in Gelendzhik. They arrived at the office and went up to the top floor. Mikhail waited for her in the hallway for another hour and a half. Then they went to the hotel. Arriving at the luxury hotel, they went to the reception. The pretty receptionist told them: - Sorry, but all the rooms are occupied, there is only a honeymoon room. - Yes, give him to me, then if he becomes available, you can resettle us. - Fine. - Sorry, I should have asked you to go and book a room while I was at a meeting. — I can spend the night in the car. - No, it's my fault. At least you can rest from the journey. They entered the room, the mansion was of course huge, not comparable to the rooms they rented with Natasha for sex. - Mikhail, you can go to the bathroom, and I’ll work some more. Misha went and dove into the shower stall. That was just what he needed to get out of the way. He walked out into the room in his robe and was stunned. Apparently, no one heard him leave. Angelina stood by the bed, wearing stockings and red lace panties that hugged her wide waist. Her bra was also red, most likely part of a set. Her left leg rested on the bed, her pretty toes carefully removing her stockings. As she bent over, her ass cheeks parted, revealing her anus and labia, barely covered by the strip of her thong. - Hm, sorry! Mikhail covered his eyes with his hand. Angelina, like a tigress in a single stocking, approached Mikhail, removed his hand from his eyes, kissed her index finger, and placed it on Mikhail's lips. - It's okay, you little rascal, peeking is not nice! You'll be punished! She grabbed him by the penis and balls and squeezed. The surprise took his breath away. - Oh, a good one. I'll wait for you now. Have some champagne in the meantime. While Mikhail was splashing around, this tigress had already thrown in a bottle of champagne and started a second one. She emerged from the bath wearing a red set. Red fishnet stockings hugged her powerful thighs. A red lace bra with slits for her breasts held them in place, while the rest of her breasts bulged out, revealing her large areolas, and her brown nipples jutted upward like two hooks. The thong also had a slit for her pussy, with a thin beaded string running down the middle, the beads digging into her pussy. Her pussy was clean-shaven. On her feet were cream-colored patent leather shoes. Misha's jaw dropped. She walked over to the bed, threw her leg over his shoulder, and pulled him toward her pussy. - Come on, my boy, make your mommy happy. Without even noticing it, Misha was working hard on that beautiful, juicy pussy, licking the fluids off the oozing pussy and kneading that beautiful, smooth ass. - Wait, my boy! Angelina kissed Misha on the lips and pushed him down onto the bed. She sat on his face and began to rub her pussy against it, massaging her luscious breasts. - Oh my god, oh how good! Natasha was right, mmmmmm. She grabbed the guy's erect penis and sank her head all the way down to his balls. Misha felt himself sink into her throat. They stayed in the 69 position for about 40 minutes, until Angelina pinned his head with her powerful thighs and came. She continued sucking until Misha came in her mouth. - Mmmm, it really is delicious. She turned around and French kissed him, their tongues wrestling in her mouth. Her hand stroked his cock. It grew stronger with renewed vigor. She swung her leg over him and inserted bukvoeb.run into her. She moved her pelvis on the young man's cock like a cowboy on a bull at a rodeo. - Oh yes, oh yes, I'm cumming. Her body shook with the convulsions of orgasm. She climbed down and got into a doggy style position, spreading her large cheeks. - Come on, my boy, fuck me in the ass! Misha himself became quite aroused. He grabbed her wide ass, kissed one cheek, then the other, spreading them further. The anus parted slightly, and Misha began licking it. First, up and down to her pussy, then in circular motions, and then inserted his tongue into her anus. Angelina pressed his head to her ass. - Oh my god, that feels so good, mmmmm. Misha had never given Natasha oral sex before, let alone licked her anus. His arousal knew no bounds; he placed the head of his cock against her anus and entered. - Ooooh yes, my boy! Fuck me! Ooooh yes! Misha began to rock back and forth on that big, gorgeous ass, kneading those cheeks, squeezing them, clapping his hand, but still fucking her. Angelina slipped her hand underneath and kneaded his balls and her clit. Suddenly, she twitched and went limp, howling like a beast! - Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck Misha came right after her, filling that ass with powerful streams. When he pulled out, the anus wouldn't close; it was pulsating and red, and cum began to squirt out of the hole. Misha sat down next to that ass with a glass of champagne, wet his throat, and kissed that luscious ass. - What a great mommy! And what were you saying about Natasha? Angelina sat down next to him, took the glass from his hands and drank it to the bottom. "Natasha, your boss's wife, advised me to screw you, she says you're a good boy. And I see you're not disappointing! Smart girl, don't worry about your promotion, I'll talk to Miron." They spent the entire business trip screwing like crazy, like it was their last time. And indeed, upon his return, the boss summoned him and appointed him head of his security. Now he saw Natasha every day. He celebrated his new position with her and Angelina in the sauna. But that's another story.