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I had noticed it many times. She was small and petite, around 18 years older at the age of 40 than me. Still I liked it. Her clothes always emphasized her femininity without it being cheap.
She was always exactly and discreetly made up. She was called Britta Schmidt and was the chief secretary.
It was Summer, Everyone groaned under the heat. Many colleagues already had this afternoon Quitting time made, it was therefore unusually quiet in the corridors. I still urgently needed a file.
Ms. Schmidt had the key to the file room, she knew best there. I asked her to choose the file and followed her in the file room. She had a tight blouse and a short skirt that ended briefly over her knees. She opened the door and we entered the file room together.
She got a ladder that I needed the file was on one of the upper shelves.
She climbed up the ladder, I stood below and looked up. My heart beat faster, I looked along her naked Legs Under your skirt. She only had a tight tanga underneath, I was able to admire her bare butt almost unhindered. I probably had looked too long and too conspicuously for a moment.
“Well, they saw everything they wanted to see?“I would have preferred to be sunk in the ground, she had noticed how I had given her. “I’m sorry, it was not a nasty intention …” I stuttered. She turned her head briefly and smiled: “No, that’s fine, it’s a compliment to me when such a young man still sees me under my skirt and he likes it.“I instinctively contradicted:“ Well, they are not that much older either!”
She came down the stairs and laughed: “This is nice, thank you. Looking is ok too.
It is not okay that then only stays when looking, most men don’t want any more anyway.“Again I contradict:“ So I am sure that one or the other colleague would certainly be interested here!“She laughed:“ You wouldn’t want more from me either than look a little, even if you were not married.“I hesitated for a moment and tried to answer:“ I wouldn’t say that that way.“She looks at me seriously and amazed for a moment, but then she laughs:“ We won’t be able to clarify that anyway.“I’m getting serious, I feel that she is nervous:“ Should I prove it to you?”She hesitates and looks at me seriously:” But …, But they are married!“I flinch with my shoulders:“ She doesn’t need to disturb it, that’s my problem. You need to know if you want that!“She was totally surprised:” I don’t know … I don’t know if I can do that!”
I took a step towards her and put a hand on her bare thighs and stroked it. She swallowed and breathed more, but she didn’t prevent me from touching her.
I put my other hand on her cheek, pulled her head to me and gently put my lips on her lips. I kissed Britta, mine Tongue Slid over her lips. Slowly I became unsure. I went too far? I should have apologized and go? But at that moment she hesitantly returned my kiss, hugged me and pulled me closer to her.
I continued to stroke her thigh. He was smooth and tight. My hand kept moving under her skirt, stroking her tight, small buttocks. We kissed tenderly.
Then she pushed me out of herself. I kissed again: “By the way, my name is Britta!”” And I Christian.” I answered.
She reached under her skirt and pulled her tanga over her legs. I was amazed at how hurried she had it now.
She noticed my surprise and became unsure: “You don’t want to? Is it not okay here? Do you want to think about it again?“I shook my head:“ Don’t worry anymore, just let us do it.” She smiled. Then Britta grabbed my pants and opened the button and the zipper. With a jerk she pulled my pants and shorts down. My hard penis jumped towards her.
She smiled when she mine erection saw. I opened her blouse button by button. She let her arms hang and looked at my eyes grinning while I was exposed. When I opened her blouse, she pushed it bra up and took her breasts out of the baskets.
Britta had little breasts that were no longer as firm as I knew it from younger women. Nevertheless, she also had a beautiful body regardless of her age. I stroked her breasts, Britta put her hands on mine and pressed her against her little breasts. I hug her and we kissed passionately.
Then Britta pushed me out of herself again. She turned and stretched her bare butt. I stroked her back and massaged her bottom before I pushed my hand between her legs. She groaned when I rubbed her labia and quickly felt that Britta’s vagina was already pleasantly moist.
I pushed my stiff penis between her legs. Without having to take a hand to help, he slid directly into her vagina between her damp labia. Britta groaned and leaned even further. I also moved a step forward, so I pushed my hard member even deeper into Brittas tight vagina and felt her firm buttocks on my body.
She straightened up for a moment, I overturned her small, narrow body and massaged her little breasts with both hands. But I already started moving my pelvis slowly back and forth, I kept getting into it.
“Finter! I like it firm!“Britta groaned. Then I pushed Britta as hard as I could my stiff member in her vagina.
She felt good: warm, moist and tight. “I’m ready, don’t stop, don’t stop!, Britta moaned. I too soon got ready and pushed a few more times. My pelvis kept clapping her buttocks.
She groaned and her vagina contracted closely, at that moment I also lost control and let mine sperm Splash ripe bodies in Britta’s mature. We both hung over each other heavily breathing.
After a few minutes I pulled my bedroom from her vagina. Britta pulled the tanga back on, pulled her bra up and buttoned her blouse again. I wanted to pull my shorts back up again, but she braked me: “Not yet!“With one hand, she grabbed my limp member and rubbed it gently in her hand.
It didn’t seem to disturb her that he was covered with a mixture of sperm and the mucus of her vagina. She looked at me with a grin. She put a hand on my cheek and stroked her, then kissed me again, and she continued to rub my penis, which slowly became stiff again thanks to her efforts. Now she was only in front of me, we looked at each other and she kept rubbing my stiff penis.
She rubbed it faster and faster. She grinned when she saw that it was excited and that she would bring me to another climax. I slowly felt that I lost control. Britta had a finger painted over my glans again and again, that was the trigger for my second highlight with her.
She held her hand protectively in front of her when my sperm sprayed out of my penis again. I needed a few moments to open my eyes again. Britta was grinning in front of me, my sperm was largely on the floor and injected against her hand. “Do you have a tissue?“Asked Britta.
I leaned down and pulled up shorts and pants again. I reached in my pocket and took out a packet of handkerchiefs. She took it out of my hand and cleaned her hand and the floor.
I followed a short inspiration and dropped to my knees without warning in front of Britta. She looked at me surprised, but before she could react, I had already reached under her skirt and pulled her tanga back down.
I decidedly grabbed her two fixed buttocks under her skirt and started kissing her smooth shaved vagina. My head was gone under her skirt, Britta put her hands on my head and rummaged in my hair. She groaned loudly. I let my tongue slide through her column and rubbed her on her clit with her.
Britta groaned loudly. Her vagina was still damp, my tongue kept pushing into her vagina, I sucked on her vagina and rubbed her clit with my tongue. Britta seemed to like it very much, quickly she had her second orgasm, groaned up and everything twitched together.
Britta enjoyed the fact that I continued to peak after her climax.
It tasted good and felt very pleasant. After a while I stroked my hand over her pubic area. When she calmed down again, I pulled her up the tanga again. She took me back in her arms and kissed me.
I replied her tender relaxed tongue kiss. “If you have time, get in touch with me, then I’ll take you home with me and we’ll try something else!” I nodded. “Can you imagine that something becomes solid?“I was a little surprised, after all she knew that I was married. She quickly corrected: “I don’t mean love relationship, but a sexual relationship.
We both don’t need to look for new lovers and affairs constantly. So I would be your regular lover, should we try that?“I nodded, it was very exciting with Britta, why shouldn’t we do it more often? She gave me a long kiss and left the room. I went back to my office. I was looking forward to continuing our affair..
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