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The next morning I was called to the meeting room by the two at 9 a.m. They told me from now on, whenever the boss is not there (he is often on a business trip and the whole next week on holiday) only me below without in the office should be stopped. I looked puzzled, what did that mean again?Michael said: “Well, take off your pants!“I did what he said. “And of course the panties, of course, I said below without.“Again I stood in front of the two of them.
“From now on this is the first thing you will do every morning, no pants, no skirt, no panties. Did you understand that?“I nodded dazed.
“So and now you blow me one!”Said Ingo. I hesitated when he opened his pants. “What are you waiting for? I thought you would like to be used?“I knelt in front of his chair and started licking his cock.
He quickly got hard, that excited me a little. I sucked more intensely and felt my column became damp.
Michael knelt behind me and grabbed between his legs. “The little one is totally wet, I think she really likes it.“Somehow he was right. I blew more violently than I felt Michael’s finger penetrated into myself, he drilled her deep and began to fuck me.
I soon felt Ingos sperm spray in my throat.
I swallowed almost everything, but it was so much that it was still out of my mouth angles. Ingo got up and closed his pants. Michael pushed my upper body to the ground and pushed his cock into my cunt from behind.
He pushed into me like an insane, I had never been fucked so hard. Even after ca.
I had one for 1 minute orgasm. With Michael it didn’t take much longer either. He splashed his juice deep into me. When he pulled himself back from me, I stayed on the floor like dazed.
I heard him say: “But now back to work, you little bitch!“He had left the room when I got up, my pants and he had taken the panties with him.
I had a black costume and pumps. Now I only had my shoes and the jacket and of course a bra. So I went back to my desk.
I just wanted to sit down there was Ingo and said: “You don’t want to sow the whole chair, or you want to?“He pushed me into my chair, put one of my legs on the desk and the other over his shoulder. Then he took the tacker (for the office clip) off the table, opened it and put the upper part in my cunt.
“So and now the legs together so that he doesn’t slip out right away.
I’ll come and look.” He said. I closed my legs, he went to his workplace. With the tacker in the cunt I tried to concentrate on my work. It did not work.
There was too much in my head, and it wasn’t easy to keep the tacker in me.
The back end, which was still out of me, was heavy and pulled with his weight at the other end. Somehow I managed to write two letters. Fortunately, I didn’t have much to do anyway. Every now and then one of the two came and fumbled me.
So the morning passed.
The parcel mail came at 11 a.m. and brought a parcel. Fortunately, I sit behind a kind of counter so that the messenger couldn’t see my nakedness. Of course I stayed seated, but it excited me a bit so shamelessly with the tacker in me, he had no idea. At shortly after twelve the two came.
“Come on we go food!”Said Ingo.
We went out to eat very often, we always agreed where, this time I was not asked.
“The way I am?” I asked. He said: “No you are right, wash yourself first.“Actually, I didn’t mean that but it was right for me too. I went to the toilet, without the tacker, and cleaned my cunt from the sperm.
When I came back I asked about my skirt. “No, no my love” was Michael’s answer “Below without us, we agreed.“Ingo gave me his coat.
He fit well, at least in length. Ingo is only slightly larger than me, maybe 1.75, but certainly twice as heavy.
I closed the coat and tightened the belt so that it didn’t look quite as inappropriate. Michael held by car on a snack bar, one where you can go in, with tables and bar stool -like chairs. I have never been able to suffer this shop, the food is greasy and the grubby host made any obvious comments with almost every pretty woman, simply disgusting.
We went in.
Michael ordered currywurst with fries twice, “What do you want Anna?” asked he. “Better nothing today.“I answered with a stilted smile. “She takes a red with fries.” He said. The host smiled at me greasy and nodded without a word.
We were alone, “no wonder” I thought to myself, no sensible person who pays a little bit on his line comes here voluntarily.
Nevertheless, I ate some of my fries. “You probably don’t like your sausage?“Asks Ingo. I shook my head. “Then we just take them with us, maybe I would like to eat them later.”” When he turns around you spread your legs “he pointed to the landlord with the chin”..I want to see your cunt.“He turned around, I headed the lower buttons of the coat and did what he had said.
Ingo took the sausage and dipped it into the mayonnaise. I knew what would come and certainly looked like a UFO landed.
He slowly but almost completely pushed the sausage into my cunt. When the landlord turned over again, everything was over. If he had seen that, my God, have not imagined.
With the sausage in the cunt I got back into the car a little later, we drove back to the office.
When I got to the office, Ingo asked me if I would have kept his sausage nice and warm.
Both laughed loudly. The sausage was pulled out of me and we went back to work. Well, at least I tried it. I was like in a trance, on the one hand I felt incredibly dirty and used, on the other hand, the same thought excited me.
Nothing special happened for the whole afternoon when you disregard that I was only dressed in my desk with pumps and jacket.
The two had a lot to do.
At 5 p.m. I wanted to go as always. I asked Michael about my skirt and panties. He gave me the skirt, he has the panties in front of my eyes cut with the scissors. “You probably don’t need that anymore.“Was his comment on that.
Ingo can do so.
He asked: “Your husband is traveling, or?“I said:“ Yes, but only until Wednesday.““ Then you will certainly have nothing special tomorrow, we have to have a couple tomorrow overtime and we need your help.“The two looked at each other and laughed dirty.
“Be there at 9 a.m. and don’t come too late!“I put on my skirt and went to my car. It was nothing unusual for the two to work on Saturday, but of course it was clear to me that they didn’t have to do a lot of productive for the company tomorrow.
I had an almost sleepless night, torn back and forth between shame and lust. I couldn’t realize whether the whole thing was right or wrong. I even caught how I was looking forward to tomorrow.
I tried to get rid of this thought in vain. At some point I fell asleep.
I had overslept. I quickly jumped into the shower and got dressed. Very chaste, with jeans, sweater and sneakers.
At 9.30 I was in the office. Michael scolded: “What’s wrong with you, you have already forgotten?“He showed me a DIN A4 envelope, I was able to read my parents’ name and address.
I apologized for my delay. Ingo said: “Take off, I don’t like what you have on today.” I hesitated. But somehow her looks gave me no other choice.
As the day before, I first pulled out my pants and then the panties. Ingo said: “Move out, we want to see your tits.“I noticed that most men were always fixed on my breasts so far. My colleagues had apparently been sharp on my cunt. Maybe the first greed was satisfied, I thought to myself.
Maybe they wanted to examine me in peace now. After all, we have worked for almost three years, both were always very much, let’s say “charming” to their young colleague.
Slowly it occurred to me that the two had been keen on me for a long time, of course, I hadn’t left an opportunity to acknowledge the regular compliments with a particularly nice smile. And with the wives! No wonder!Ingo’s wife is about the size of me, but probably has the same weight as her husband. So much.
Michael’s wife is really very nice.
In the parish council, in the church choir, on the parents’ advisory board at the school, militant non -smoker, etc. A very love stop. I could never like her. Your husband probably not either.
So I also took off my sweater. Only in the bra, I opened it and threw him to the ground. Completely naked I stood next to me suddenly, they touched me everywhere, especially my breasts were done to them. My breasts are quite large for my height, but they are real and I think really nice.
Sometimes they are really annoying, but I’m proud of them. I was tied everywhere.
Michael said: “You can’t stay that way, we will probably have to dress up again.“I had to put on Ingo’s coat again, this time I was completely naked underneath. I only stayed my shoes. We drove into the city in Ingo’s car.
We got out and went to a shoe store. Or rather a shoe boutique.
I didn’t have much to talk to when choosing my new shoes. The choice fell on knee -high, white boots with high heels. I had to put them on right away, we had the sneakers packed up.
Pantyhose and the like were also offered there, Michael took several pairs of holding stockings and paid them.
In short, we went on shopping tour, I was completely dressed. After three hours I had Ingo’s coat against white boots, white keeper-free stockings, a much too short black paint mini skirt (you could see the base of the stockings), a keeper-free top corset and a leather jacket that was only a little longer than the skirtexchanged. Each wore two bags filled with lingerie, mini skirts, pumps, etc., There was not a single panties.
I looked like the mix of a street hooker and a pop star, and that’s exactly how I came up with. We went to a sex shop, the two searched for an inflatable Dildo and pretty big love balls.
Ingo paid at the cash register and asked if the love balls would also work. The cashier said: “Of course she could try it out.“Ingo pulled my skirt up and pushed my things into my cunt in front of the treasurer’s eyes. To my amazement it was not shocked at all. He asked me cheekily: “How does it feel about baby?”” Quite good “I said ashamed.
The cashier stared at my cunt.
Ingo asked him: “Do you want to fuck her?“He looked at me, hesitated briefly, then he said:“ Well, of course I want to fuck her.“Ingo buttoned up my new jacket while Michael opened the zipper of my skirt. Within a few moments I only stood in boots, stockings and my holding corset in the middle of the sex shop, the door could open at any moment and someone came in.
The cashier had probably noticed that too, he went to the door and closed it. “Well,” he said, “you don’t get something like that every day in front of the shotgun.“He stood in front of me and pushed the corsage down, my breasts were now free. He sucked on my nipples.
There was a sofa in the corner.
I was relied on INGO on the left and Michael on the right of me. Everyone took one of my legs, pulled up and spread wide. With a wide cunt and unbelievable eyes, I was lying on the sofa in front of the cashier, the string of the two love balls hung out of me.
The cashier knelt in front of me and licked my clit for a few minutes, he smacked obscene and praised the good taste of my cunt. I really felt the juice collected in me.
With a jerk he pulled the balls out of me, I screamed briefly with fright.
“Now you’ll be fucked, baby” I heard him say. And then he did so, and how. He had a really big cock and he fucked me much longer than Ingo and Michael together, I had at least 2 orgasms. After about 15 minutes, he asked if he could inject into me, my two colleagues said that would not be a problem.
Shortly afterwards I heard him moan briefly and felt his warm load spread in me.
He got up and put on his pants again. I too was allowed to get up. The cashier said to me: “You are a horny little piece, let yourself be fucked by everyone?“I didn’t know what to say about it. Michael came to me before: “She can be fucked by every one we determine.”” It was?”Asked the cashier.
Ingo and Michael looked at me urgently. After a short hesitation, I replied with a headed head: “Yes, it’s true.”” Even more, “said Ingo” She would like to be really abused by several older men, she revealed to us, that’s right, or angels, or?“Although I would be ashamed of it, I probably had no choice other than wordless.
“I think I have the right thing for you,” said the cashier “I have a few regular customers, all older men and all very lonely, with special tendencies, you already know what I mean.“He smiled smugly.
“I am sure that you would cost yourself something to take the little one for a day for a day.“Ingo said:“ Ok, why not, we lend you out of the koset for a day, the only thing she doesn’t do is anal intercourse.“I was shocked, what should that be, I’m not one whore. Nevertheless I was glad that he had mentioned the anal intercourse, it was the only thing the two promised me, I was glad that he was still knowing it.
I wanted to protest but Ingo indicated to silence. He came next to me and whispered in my ear: “Think of the boss, your parents, the follow“ I was silent.
The cashier, now we knew that he is called Freddy, said: “Ok, agreed, I can have her tomorrow?“He didn’t even ask me, I felt like a piece of cattle. My two colleagues gave themselves briefly, then they said it would be fine tomorrow. They probably had to spend a day with their families like something like that.
Freddy went to the phone and made a few phone calls, I couldn’t hear what he said. We were waiting, now I was allowed to get dressed again.
Freddy came back and said to me: “All right, baby. Come back here tomorrow at 11 a.m., at 7 p.m. at the latest you will be at home again.“I still had to give him my cell phone number, then we went.
On the way home I was blown up that I should behave properly tomorrow, half of the money had already collected.
They brought me to my car, Michael said: “Tomorrow no shame you little whore, we’ll see you on Monday.“I drove home. In the evening my husband called out of his hotel. I couldn’t tell him a word about it.
I fell asleep with mixed feelings. What did I expect tomorrow.
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