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I am Peter, 28, head of a mechanical engineering company, stands in front of a two-three-day trip abroad to negotiate the technical cleanup of an important order. My secretary will accompany me to this. The program is changed at the last moment, instead of my secretary, the chief secretary Ms. Egger should take over the job. I’m disappointed.
It is 45, arrogant and does not have my wavelength. At company events or at the regulars’ table, you are always frosted over you and wild stories are in circulation.
Few they like. She looks good, has a good figure, is cleaned out, made up. But all my arguments against her as an accompanying secretary are hit in the wind, she has to.
You who know everything, can and do everything? The common, morning trip to the airport is not a highlight of the entertainment. We are talking about our order, our goal and the strategy to be taken, private is not possible. On the plane she sits at the window I am in the corridor.
There is no interesting conversation going although I try this a few times. Sometimes her knee -length beautiful skirt gives her thighs a bit.
She is always considered to keep the beautiful legs hidden. What would happen if I randomly touched her thigh? I am interested in this question. At the small breakfast you fall on the floor of the sugar bag. I strive for it and support myself – not by chance – on her bare thigh – stroke him a little.
“Sorry that I bothered her,” I say.
“” Nothing happens “comes the answer right away. “Actually I would have expected a reproach. The business discussions are positive and I hardly feel their presence. She writes the protocol and shows herself from her best, a side unknown to me.
Also at dinner together with the customer everything is flawless, it is very reserved but friendly and even causes me a compliment.
After the appointment for the next day is fixed at 10:30 a.m. After about an hour, around 11:00 p.m., I also move towards the room shower and lie satisfied with the springs reached, fall asleep quickly. 00:45 a.m. The ringing of my cell phone tears me out of sleep.
“Egger, I’m sorry and I am very embarrassed that I have to bother her.
I washed the hair and can’t dry it because the hair dryer doesn’t work. I can’t sleep with wet hair. “” Sorry, I don’t have a hair dryer “. “But can you please see what’s going on, please, please.
” “Ok I’m coming. “In my sleep shorts I go to the next room. Ms. Egger opens. She goes into the bathroom.
She wears a short, almost transparent, pink neglige. Her long, wet hair hangs over her shoulders.
“Sorry, I can come in?”” How else do you want to look “will come back toxic. I look at the matter and find that the pin of the hair dryer only Contact made when I press him up. “You have to hold the plug until your hair is dry.
“” It was so embarrassing to call them and now … would they do that?”” What the plug is, a whiskey makes you a lot.
But please start now, I don’t want to stay up all night, ”I expect. “Yes, thanks. “I had to do the woman with her over 40 Lenzen. She looks sexy in her short negligee that shows almost all the thighs.
“You look really good, good figure, I like you. “She looks at me badly. “I mean … thank you!” I have to laugh. “Why are they laughing?”” About us is not a strange situation …, a woman in a light dress who dries her hair and a man who holds the plug is strange, not.
“” Yes, but you will not tell anyone, please?”” No of course not “although the story would be really funny for the regulars’ table.
I get different thoughts through my head and I feel that it is not well in this situation. All my thoughts also have an impact in my deprivable trousers. She also notices this and appreciates it through a striking look, but says nothing, continues to blow -dry further.
I study the silhouette of her figure visible through the thin fabric, she irritates me. Makes appetite to closeness.
Your hair seems dry, “Ah I’m glad you were my savings Angel. Thank you very much and good night ”and opens the door to me according to the motto, the moor has done his debt, he can please go. “What … we didn’t agree to drink a whiskey after drying together. ” “Do we have that? Then I have to put on something more suitable, my suit triggers reactions from you that you will certainly bother you.
” “What do you mean”.
“Your pants. “” Oh no, it doesn’t bother me in any way, I love wife’s stimuli, that’s nature. “” I have no experience in this area, you think I can stay so easily dressed. ” “Therefore I ask you.
“” Is whiskey ok “then I get him … with ice cream?“We make ourselves comfortable in a small cushion group. I go to the minibar and get the drinks and give myself a.
“Prost …, I am called Peter”, a little hesitantly, she replies “and I Liselotte”, so cheers Liselotte to tonight or tomorrow. ” Silence…. I break the silence “Are you actually married ..?”” No I’m single, I was only disappointed by men.
My life is work and the corresponding training and further education. I hardly go out from time to time with a friend. ” “And otherwise? No sexual needs?”I ask cheekily.
“We wanted to drink a whiskey and not discuss sex. “Who spoke of sex, it was just a question.
“After a while, Liselotte says“ After the experiences there is no sex for me, only that we understand each other, I was only ever exploited. “” It’s a shame you miss a lot. “” There are different … “” Masturbate?* We leave the topic, talk about irrelevant stuff.
A second whiskey seems to solve her tongue. I want to challenge them, but I don’t know how yet.
I hope that alcohol shows some effect. I now want to know what is behind this arrogant woman, who suddenly has become so handling. She breaks silence: “Sometimes, when I think like this, I miss it …” I ask “Contact with men. ” “Yes.
“But such an attractive woman as you have it easy.
“” You mean, they just want to go to bed right away and not a fixed bond. They take little consideration for me as a woman. “” Then you choose the wrong partners. Sex is part of life … Why do we sit here at whiskey without kissing and flirting something?“” Because we are strange to each other and you may just want to fuck me, react yourself without thinking about me and I am afraid of it.
“But if that wasn’t the case? As a rule, sex expresses feelings of tenderness, affection and love as an important form of social interaction.
There are no losers with good sex but only winners, both partners should find their satisfaction and always keep an eye on this goal. “” If you do that until you have a rare exception. ” Silence! “Why did you feel my thighs on the plane because you wanted to know how I react to the touch.
“No because I wanted to pick the sugar off the ground and accidentally touched you. ” She laughs…! “How nice, I’ve never heard you laugh you Liselotte, that makes you really nice.
“I turn to her and give her a fleeting kiss on her cheek. She is frightened, turns out but thanks. “No cause, I was happy to do it. “She looks into my eyes and asks” What do you want ..?““ I want to get to know you and experience a nice stay with you but I don’t want anything you don’t want.
“She means“ flirting a little, but not more?”And notices” I told you so much of myself, please be so good and keep everything we talk here and do for you, please.
“” This is a matter of course for me; “” Great word of honor?” “Yes”. “Thanks”. I put my arm over her shoulder and she leans against me “nice that it happened to the hair dryer” It’s so nice to chat with you “.
Instead of saying something, I press a kiss on her lips and stroke her upper arm. She hugs me closer to me.
“Please be tender and patient with me, I actually just want to cuddle something” which I tacitly take note of. She almost crawls into me, is anxious and tense while the only slightly dressed Liselotte excites me. I stroke my hand over her back and neck, the other hand slides over the fine dress that is closely covering her thigh “you are nice, you do me well” she praises me, “so trustworthy.
“I feel her back and her covered chest. The nipples are emerging.
I hug her tightly and kiss her neck, her earlobes and ultimately her mouth that she opens lightly and lets my tip of the tongue play. The scent of your night cream also horny me. I feel a slight tremor of your body and your mouth generates a slight moan. I stroke your breasts, try to free it but she fends off.
Slowly I postpone the wearer of her neglige and I succeed in escaping a page freely.
I think the ice is broken now. She also allows me to free the other breast. Your breasts are small but well -shaped with beautiful, dark brown farms and slightly exciting tits. I start massaging them, kissing, editing them.
They really emerge and show themselves with pleasant hardness like my limb in the slip.
Your negligee is now on her stomach and thighs. When I kiss, I see that she wears a pink panties under the dress. I encourage you from time to time on a sip of whiskey, we encounter. I hope that this helps you to reduce a little more.
I put a hand on her thigh and push the fine fabric against her stomach. The panties are wide and I can feel your hair.
Now or never, I grab it gently after her column but she reacts immediately, reaches for my hand and stops the action with “Please don’t” but my hand leaves where it is. That was it, I think and consider giving up. We continue to cuddle and I feel that they relax a little further.
“I just want to caress you and that will be good for you,” “I’m not sure.
“I carefully try to reach her cunt with my finger but I can’t do it. She trembles like a hunted deer, but gives me a kiss “Your hand is doing so well but I’m cold and scared, we don’t want to go to my bed?”” Why “I ask her a little impatient. “To cuddle there more comfortably, we can sleep in tomorrow. “She lets go of my hand and while she rises, it succeeds in pushing a finger into her column.
Wow, it is very wet, it has it necessary! I don’t know what she has.
I lie down on the bed. My tail stands like a flagpole. She goes into the bathroom and after a long break you only come back dressed in the neglige and refreshed. Super figure, beautiful long legs, an incentive feast for the eyes! “Sorry, I had to change my panties, it was very wet, my vaginal hair smeared and glued.
I was ashamed.
“” But you know why?”” Yes sure, “she lies next to me. I don’t stir, I pretend to sleep, I want to know what she is doing now. Does she want or does not want her? I don’t understand the world, I’m disappointed and show her that.. “Your member stretches your shorts, you are excited Peter.
“Angered and snapped:“ I also feel that, no wonder with such a great, half -naked woman in a room, free it.
” “May I?” “If you feel like it. “She opens my pants, takes my cock into her hand and clutches it. My God is a thing, so thick! She plays tentatively but skilfully with the glans and the foreskin. “Do well, you don’t do that for the first time,” I note is not the first you treat.
“” But it’s the first, but I have that with mine Brother seen.
“” Then please continue, but I would also like to go with yours pussy play. ” “Just play?“We are looking for the appropriate position, 69 is ideal. It lies on the back. I slide your negligent high stroke gently and with slight pressure your hairy pussi and pushing a finger in your column.
I am looking for the clit and massage it gently and sustainably. She seems to like that. Your clit is well trained and really firm.
But your entrance is tight, I have trouble to penetrate her with two fingers but it works but my activity is on the clit while rubbing my penis a little more. She jerks excellently and I have to be careful not to cum.
“Do you like a kiss on your pussi. “She does not react and I stroke her with my tongue my labia and especially and intensely the clit.
Your cunt secretion flows in streams, everything is wet. Suddenly she becomes calm, stops at too jerk off and moans, winds up. and rears up.
I increase my activity. It begins to scream, trembles, has a sweat outbreak breathed heavily and then lets herself fall onto the bed. “What’s going on” I ask. “My orgasm …
, So intense and sooo beautiful. she cries. “Did I hurt you?“No, I’ve never experienced it that way, please let me enjoy it, put your fingers in my cunt as far as you can.
“I stroke her tender,” I want to get you too “. Soon she moves again.
If she grabs my rod, she caresses, sniffs it and even takes her in her mouth, she licks my glans. I let you. I like that, just keep it up and after a short time I can no longer and my sperm spray in some pussies in your mouth, over her face and her breasts.
She jumps up, goes into the shower and the water is already roaring. What’s going on again now? I had fallen asleep when she was coming.
Naked, set up and happy. “My Negligee also had to clean and now it’s wet. “” Oh how nice, you like it even better. “” We want to get to know each other.
Sleeping together is also part of it?”” I told you nothing you don’t want, you saw my latte I am ready for it.
““ I want to feel your penis in me if you still like it, it is not too thick and does not hurt too tightly. ” What happened now? “Are you sure you want, it shouldn’t be missing from me?“She crawls into bed next to me and kisses me. “You are the first man who gave me an orgasm, he was so beautiful, I’m so happy.
” “Is that true?“” Yes, I am, I’m so sure that you bird and not just used, you were so nice but now I think you are a little angry. Sorry for me when I made something wrong, but be lovely again, please?”” I’m nice to you.
“We cuddle and cuddle what the witness holds. “Do you like to sleep with me now” she whispers? “Yes, if you feel like it too!”” “I want …, I know you don’t hurt me I have no fear”.
“I try, I don’t want to hurt you. “Take the pill or do you have a condom?”” None of both but I think we can risk that otherwise I was unlucky. ” “I don’t know.
“” How do you want to have your back or riding position?”” “I don’t know – back. “She lies in front of me, naked, tight, tanned skin tanned by the solarium, a great figure, her legs spread, her pussy, between the hair of slit, ready to fuck.
I kneel between her thighs, kiss her firm nipples, her breasts, her body, your body, the delicate, hairy pussy with a well-shaped clitoris pearl. I can hardly believe it. She just takes everything without great commitment, groaned from time to time, it seems to enjoy it, it seems to be enjoyed.
I stroke my glans a few times through her slimy vagina that was already slimy. She winced when I want to penetrate, tangle. I tried it gently to increase the pressure very slowly, try to distract it.
Every time I recovered the pressure, she reacted, twitched and distorted her face, cramped. I try carefully until the acorn overcomes the tight opening.
It looks more relaxed and slowly I succeed in penetrating her. I also feel their narrow, it hurts me too. Slowly I move my cock in her and slowly it becomes pleasant. We fuck, it starts to moan, “Aaaah is doing well now” comes over her lips several times.
She seems to enjoy it.
Only now she relaxes properly. The tight cunt excites me enormously and I have to take myself together. The clock slow the clock in order not to get in front of her. I often pull it back completely and irritate your clit with the glans, for me some relaxation for you additional charm.
Again a few straps and then she reports “Make my orgas quickly … “. I get started, a few strong bumps to the cervix and I discharge my sperm spruce to spruce into her hot feeling throat.
My hands claw into their hard ass cheeks. How well I do that.
But she bends, reared up, trembled all over the body, mobilized all her strength, clawed at me and groaned while I slowed down the cadence again and slow. Your gossip wet, sweat -bathing body – like mine – lets all emotions run. Even now I have the impression that my cock is still firmly under control of the tight cunt.
I can’t believe it. “Liselotte, I hurt you how are you.
“” Great, it hurt but it was a nice pain, indescribable, you made it so nice and taken into account so much. “” And you, you are also satisfied? You fucked me great, I am now one of your trophies, one in your collection?”” I don’t collect trophies. We both enjoyed it and satisfied.
Sex is a game for 2, both take care of each other and meet with respect. If it was nice, that’s the merit of both of us.
Love is a game where there can only be winners! But now in the shower, we continue to talk after showering, come, but don’t get your hair wet anymore, think of the hair dryer. “We let the water ripple over us.
Rub we rub dry and then put us in bed, caress us, do what makes us want and talk us until four in the morning. I sleep at Liselotte and enter my still open room until eight in the morning to get ready for the day. The extremely active night did not leave me without a trace.
I think I have changed a woman. I meet Liselotte for breakfast.
She is the chief secretary from earlier, but in the heart for me the Liselotte, a great, relaxed, changed woman. We became friends.
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