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My first job
I recently cleaned up my study. I fell into my hands old application documents. I immediately remembered my first job and the piquant affair that came from it. That was 20 years ago, but still as fresh in me as if it had been yesterday:
The interview was over.
I should be informed in a week. However, I was not sure if this was really the right place for me. After my training as a marketing assistant, I had already sent a few applications, but mostly came cancellations – too little experience for the advertised position. But how should I get experience? The current offer may have been a way, even if the managing director seemed a bit strange to me.
He made a totally scattered impression and didn’t seem to know where the real focus of my work should be. The conversation was slow, he wandered off again and again, often stared at me in silence for an eternity and in the end I knew less than before.
Then he introduced me to the office manager for whom I should also assist. I appreciated him in his mid -40s. Actually a likeable appearance, albeit not exactly my guy.
Small, but a sporty figure and dressed like the day before yesterday – and that in a company that earns your money with fashionable products. At least he was able to present me clearly what his expectations were of me. And that said to me, because I should work relatively independently and edit the various inquiries from the field after sales support and advertising. In contrast to the managing director, he had not stared at me with the peculiar view, which I repeatedly triggered with some men who apparently stand on petite blondes with young girls.
Because although already 23 years old, I had to in the cinema or when buying alcohol Or show cigarettes again and again my ID. And not infrequently, I noticed the irritated facial expression of men when they let their eyes hike down the rest of the body after a look in my face and came across a very handsome bust with all the attributes of an adult.
When the promise came after a week, I wasn’t really happy, but at some point I had to get professional experience. So I said to. The first few weeks went well.
The managing director often brought me to the dictation, which was a pain. It took an eternity until he had dictated a short letter, he kept silence or stared in my direction with an empty look. The office manager was very nice, explained everything to me calmly and patiently, asked me more often about my condition and whether I enjoy this here. We got into conversation about private things during the breaks, so that after a few weeks I had a very familiar relationship with him, almost something like paternal care.
One evening we sat until 8 p.m in the office To prepare the upcoming trade fair when he asked after doing work whether I was hungry.
I was hungry and agreed to an invitation to a neighboring restaurant. We talked well. I had never experienced such a familiar atmosphere in a conversation with a man. Although much older than me, I got on the same better than with my friend at the time.
If he would dress a little more fashionable and go to a really good hairdresser, he wouldn’t actually look so bad, I thought with myself. But in questions of his exterior – he said – he left everything to his wife who also bought his clothes and shoes.
In the following weeks I worked more and more for Frederik. You can see that we had reached you and had spent a nice evening together after another long working day. Because privately I wasn’t particularly happy at the time.
With my friend, with whom I’ve been with since 17. Was a year together, actually ran communicative as well as in bed almost nothing more. It was always a relationship without eroticism, although he was absolutely my dream man purely optically. After the third evening with Frederic, mine asked me Mother – I still lived at home – whether there was something with my boss because after the evening meetings I would be so bright for breakfast the next morning.
I denied violently, but I had already noticed that the weekends were getting more and more endless and I was really happy about the office.
Actually a strange situation, because he wasn’t my guy at all. Nevertheless, I often got myself to think about how well a kiss would be. One night I even dreamed that we were swimming on a lonely lake and I had moved behind a bush and felt his gaze.
I got very warm around my labia, but then I woke up.
In November was a fair, I was allowed to go and was looking forward to a weekend with him. It was clear to me that they were dreaming of mine. Because he was married and had not yet made the slightest attempt to approach, even though I used the last warm October weeks to appear in the office with a short skirt or particularly tight T-shirt.
The evening before the fair was a team meeting. Around 21.30 a.m. the managing director closed the meeting and announced that he still had to make an important message.
“Ladies and gentlemen, Frederik H. becomes us for 31.12. leave. I regret his decision and thank you for his commitment.
He has prepared the fair, but will drive home tomorrow morning and will no longer take part in the fair.”
There was unrest in the hall, almost tumult, because Frederic was very popular with the field. I suddenly felt a limitless emptiness in me and sneaked into my room. I called in his room around 11 p.m. After I had already taken a lot from the minibar, I made a decision: I went to reception and asked for his room key.
Since there was a lot of operation right now, it was given to me without asking.
I was terrified about myself, but acted – probably inspired by alcohol from the minibar – like in a trance and went to his room. I pulled out, lay down in the bed and hoped that he should come soon. At some point I fell asleep. Bright light and a frightened exclamation let me wake up.
He stood next to the bed.
“What do you do there? How do you come in here. Now it is clear to me why I had the discussion about the room key at the reception.”
I whined with tearful face. “I just wanted to talk to you again, but you were besieged by others all evening.”
“Then why didn’t you just get and what actually happened that you are howling?”
“Can’t you imagine that,” I wailed. “You leave me and I find out from the stupid managing director”.
“I don’t leave you, just the company. You see how it gets worse every day.”
He had now sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hand with my hand over my cheeks. I immediately felt goosebumps on my arms, despite the grief, that slowly spread over my stomach on the thigh.
“So, now enough is cried, the world is not going under just because I was looking for a new job.
Now you get up well and go to your room, then we can talk in peace tomorrow, ”he said, and gently pulled the blanket away from me.
He frozen when he saw that I was naked. First he wanted to pull the blanket over my body. Then he said: “I turn around now, then you get up and get dressed”.
“No, only when I get a little kiss.“I leaned onto the elbows of the right arm, caught my left arm around him and began to kiss him.
First carefully on the mouth, then a little more demanding until his lips opened and he returned the kiss.
Since I was still hanging on his neck, he had to support himself, but saw nothing because his face was covered by my blonde long hair. He felt with his hand towards the bed, touched my stomach, twitched back and then wanted to support his hand below, but landed exactly where the strip that I had left was to get wet. Since I hung on him with all my weight, he couldn’t stand up.
I pressed his hand between my thighs and started moving the lower body gently up and down.
His wrist that was caught in this way was exactly in the right place. I felt a violent heat ascending. Mine pussy rubbed his joint and I realized that the rather sisterly kiss in turn moved more and more into a real kiss and moved his tongue in my mouth. In the meantime he tried to support himself with his left hand.
But since we hung so closely together, she could only find the way to my breast. And this is – I have to say that without arrogance – a gem. His hand could just comprise him so much. He had to feel the pointed nipple and the solid tissue.
This caused even more, I started to push the abdomen more violently. He made no move to pull his hand away, but also did not support me in my efforts to finally climax. His left hand was still motionless on my breasts. Since his right hand, which was clenched between my thigh, apparently now began to suffer, he opened his fist to stretch his fingers.
As a result, he pushed his thumb to my already up labia. I went through it like a flash. I jerked down violently and caught my thumb. Now I rubbed my clit wildly on the protruding bone of his wrist and then it came over me like a monster wave before Hawaii.
My body, my senses, everything on me threatened to go under in violent twitches and an incredible heat. I glowed and thousands of tiny electric shocks drove through my body. I sank back.
“What was that now?“Asked Frederic.
“Sorry, I don’t know how that could happen myself. But my body won over the head.”” Well, my head also had to fight violently against the body, but firstly you could mine Daughter Second, I’m married and thirdly you have a friend. You should- with all sympathy, keep a certain control. And now you go to your room and when the whole hustle and bustle is over here, we’ll sit together.”
Ashamed I got dressed and sneaked into my room.
That was it, I thought. The following days I worked purely mechanically. The attempt to experience a climax with my friend like with Frederic ends in the disaster. After 30 seconds in me he injected, rolled on the side and slept slept.
The attempt to satisfy myself did not bring the desired result either. Frederic no longer reported and since he took his remaining vacation, I didn’t see him in the office either. There were three sad weeks.
I went to the company Christmas party in mid -December. And there he was!
He talked to a colleague and did not pay attention to me.
I listened listlessly to the managing director’s speech, put it in disinterested in the meal and waited for this evening to finally go over. Around 11 p.m. there was a spirit of optimism. Then he came up to me. “Hello Christina, how is it.
Can you do me a favor. I give off my company car today and since you almost drive past at home, the question of whether you can take me with you?”
“I’m sorry, but today I stay with my friend, who lives in a completely different direction”.
“Too bad, then I have to ask Alex.“The stupid cow, I thought to myself, with which he flirted all evening. “I have to go home beforehand anyway.
I forgot my pill and I still need it today. I might be able to take you with me, ”I replied provocative.
“It’s nice, because I wanted to talk to you.”
We started and just behind the end of the end, he asked me to drive right into a dirt road. “Do you want to rape me, or why do we go here?”I asked him.
“Don’t worry, firstly it would have happened almost the other way around and secondly there is a nice place where we can talk undisturbed.
Or do you want to take me to your parents to talk about the night in the hotel.”
What should that! I was actually hoping for a sequel to the night in the hotel and didn’t talk about what happened at the time.
He started. “Can it be that your relationship is not exactly the best? I had the impression that there was a lot thawed or why are you trying to seduce someone who is almost twice as old.”
“It has nothing to do with age,” I answered defiantly, “I fell in love with you a little and when you touch me, I experience such physical reactions that I never knew before.”
Frederic leaned to me, stroked my hair and replied: “What do you think what is going on in me. It’s not just that we get along well. With your appearance and this dream body you wake up more than just fatherly feelings.
Even if in my marriage no longer sprays the sparks after almost 20 years, I had inhibitions to sleep with you.”
“Had,” I asked, “something happened since that night?”
Hope sprouted in me and I put my hand on his thigh. “A long story, too long for tonight” he whispered and leaned over to me.
Our lips touched and the same reaction came again. I slowly felt moisture between my legs and when he gently steals over my breasts, he had to feel through the winter clothes how my nipples hardened. My hand slid up his thigh and landed on a jeans that had become too narrow too narrow while his hand slipped under my sweater at the same time.
I didn’t wore a bra, I had to unconsciously left it out when dressing in the evening.
His fingers began to circle the hard bud, first gently, then with some pressure and then very tender again. It was a completely new feeling, my friend had only kept kneading briefly and that was it. Now it felt like there was a direct nerve strand from my breast to the vagina. My thighs opened, my labia got warmer and warmer, swelling on the wods of leaking moisture smooth.I wanted to feel his hand where this moisture continued to spread.
We hastily loosened the straps, with a jerk the seat was in a lying position, I opened my pants and dragged them down to create his hand freedom.
But his hands stayed on my breast. But his head slowly wandered down my body and with some contortions his tongue reached my wet, hot column. A man had never done that with me. I started to moan, pushed my lower body against his mouth, spread it Legs further and then his tongue had reached the goal.
My clit seemed to burst, despite the winter temperatures a heat wave flowed through me. I bit on my hand in order not to scream loudly – although it wouldn’t have been matter of any way because nobody could hear us here in the field.
Now he started to penetrate my column with his index finger of the right hand, licked on my clit, stroked gently with the ring finger, circled around the rosette and let him sink into the second hole very slowly. At the same time, his left hand massaged my breast and let the bud to grow to never caught hardness.
That was it, right away my heart had to expose my mind, snap my mind, open up an infinite, huge hole in which I sink and never appear again.
My vagina initially started with wild twitches that spread throughout the body rapidly. I reared up, could no longer master myself and cried a cry that would probably tear the nearby village out of sleep. Three, four or five times the jerky movements of my body repeated while working on me with both fingers and the tongue. Then I sagged with an infinite feeling of satisfaction, still his fingers in me, which were now very gentle and tender my entire region, from which such an infinite pleasure was flowed up, stroked and then protruding over the shame triangle.
Now I wanted his tail sense.
But he pulled back gently. I looked at him in astonishment. “Let’s stand that. You said you forgot your pill.
There is also one morning … ”
But more about that later.
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