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Written by myself – no network find, no copy of the spit – part 1es was quite late and Tom thought he was alone that he was alone in the office, When his office door opened. Martina came in from the bookkeeping, which was actually always the first to Quitting time made. She looked around briefly, came in and closed the door behind her. “Tom, you have a short time for me!“He turned to her on the chair and looked at her:“ Sure, shoot off!“She smiled something and he knew that she was doing something.
Even if she was a very attractive woman, in her early 30s, slightly reddish blonde, long hair that she mostly tied to a ponytail, plus fashionable glasses, pretty face with light freckles, approx. 170 big, sporty figure but with beautiful curves. Not a slim hunger hook or a woman who was constantly in the gym. The only problem was that she was a distant, often imagined and insidious bitch. He wondered what she was doing and he had no idea.
“You remember that I recently borrowed my pens and when I was looking for him in your office, I happened to come across this little box in your roll container!“It was, this insidious, arrogant grin that she put on when she felt superior. He raised the eyebrows and looked at them. “I think I don’t have to tell you what I found in it. And in particular, I would have expected something different from you.
That you wear women’s underwear and probably get it yourself with the plugs or let others get a strap -on dildos. And then the handcuffs and the other bondage toys! And all of this in the office! What would the colleagues say about it?!?!“Tom looked at her stunned, ranked for a moment and saw her triumphant smile. “Martina, please set you briefly, I want to explain something to you!“Something surprised at how quickly he had regained his self -confidence, Martina briefly looked at the small meeting table in his office and sat down.
Tom got up and took a seat with her. He breathed through briefly and looked at her. “Not to mention the flimsy pretext under which you have searched my desk here, the matter looks a little different!“He looked at her. “But I’m curious!”She said Schnippisch and looked into his eyes. “So, the underwear in the box is not my underwear and I don’t wear it either. She belongs to your colleague Sandra, which has been in maternity protection for 5 weeks now.
And the toys are just as little for me or the bondage toys, but for Sandra!“He enjoyed it, like her facial features slowly derailed and dawn, what this really meant. It took a few moments, then she looked at with big eyes. “You? You are Sandra’s ‘Secret Master’?“Now it was up to him to smile for victory. “Yes! I know that she told you under this name. But of course she also told me everything you told her!“Martina and Sandra have been working together in accounting for several years.
While Sandra was responsible for the sales area and thus had more to do with Tom as a sales manager, Martina was responsible for purchasing and staff. Even if he had never really understood it because Sandra was actually a very sensitive and constantly nice woman, they were both very good friends and shared many things, also very intimate secret, since they were only in the office in pairs. “All the late layers with the sales evaluations, controlling training, all …” Martina finally realized the connections.
“Exactly!“Tom said triumphantly, knowing what would come next. “And she gave you … you mean you know … so …” she stammered. “Exactly!“His smile now filled his whole face. “I know everything about you and your Tim, plus your side jumps about Tinder, your fantasies, your wishes. “Now he was able to go back to the devastating counter -strike. “And that of all things from you, when you always give the morally untouchable, loyal wife. What would the colleagues say about it? And first your husband?“Martina became Bleich and sagged together.
“I uh … Oh my god!“She buried her face in her hands. Tom’s tone changed suddenly, the smile disappeared out of his face and he looked at her seriously and strictly: “If you were not such a insidious bitch, your secrets would be safe for me. But what you wanted to pull off here is fundamentally changing the situation. “Martina rank for her version. Without looking at, she asked: “What do you mean that?“Then she looked up laying.
“Stand up!“Your eyes grew bigger. “You…?”” I don’t like to repeat myself! Stand up!“His sound became sharp without getting loud. It was clear to her that he now had her in his hand. Exactly the opposite of what she was going to do, but now she had a choice? No, that immediately became clear to her and she had no choice but to obey if she didn’t want to risk her job and her marriage.
She got up and looked at the floor in relegation. “Sandra told me everything about you and also how she suspects that you are jealous of her and her adventure. Since Sandra will soon Mother it will now be your job to take part of your tasks not only in accounting. “Martina swallowed. Tom got up and stepped in front of her, reached her chin with her hand and raised it so that she could look in his eyes.
“You know from Sandra that I can be a strict and demanding man, but I will still not take anything violently. You can end it at any time, but consider the consequences. From now on you will do what I ask of you, until you say ‘stop’ or let me free with ‘!‘Finished forever?“He looked her in the eye. He saw her fear, her uncertainty, but also a good spark of lust, because he knew from Sandra that Martina always gave the more confident woman, but also had a whole other side that she would never voluntarily admit.
Martina swallowed, then she succeeded her again. Tom felt how she tensed, just standing and looked at him with a mixture of defiance and resistance, but also lust. “Yes!“She replied clearly and her eyes narrowed. It was clear to him that she would not make it easy for him, that she would not just indulge in and would always do what he asked, but that was exactly what appealed to him. He felt how it became narrower in his pants.
He walked around her, looked at her, looked at her body, her breasts, her breasts, which were rather small, but she had wide hips and an expansive buttock. He knew from Sandra that he was still completely virgin, which she would like to change. But her husband definitely didn’t want to Anal sex And with the side jumps she hadn’t had confidence in the men to get involved. He looked at her butt, stroked it gently and slightly shook his head at the thought of how any man might refuse to fuck this horny ass.
“You know…?“Make Martina unsafe to a question. “Yes, I know that your ass is still virgin!“Tom replied directly and without walks. “Pull the pants down and bow to the table!“Martina hesitated slightly. “Immediately!“He hissed after. Without further hesitation she opened her pants and pushed her down and leaned forward. It was clear to him that she would only pull her pants down, but since she was wearing a string under it so that it would not be compressed in tight pants, he didn’t care.
He gently stroked her ass cheek and then pushed the string to the side. “You want now ..?“Asked Martina unsafe. “No, not now. “This time his answer was gently and well received. He felt that Martina’s tension was going on. But when he pushed his finger directly into her wet pussy from behind, he immediately felt how she tensioned and inhaled sharply. “Oh God!“It slipped on her throat and he felt that she was damn wet.
“You seem to like that! Maybe there is not only a unruly bitch in you, but also a submissive, lustful woman!“He gently moved his finger in her, which slid into her without resistance and he felt how something was pressing out of her juice and wetting his back of his hand. “Get dressed!“Her disappointment that it couldn’t go on could hardly be overlooked when he pulled his finger out. “I want you to be here in the office tomorrow morning at 8:00 a.m.
You wear a skirt, holding -free stockings and no panties. Shave your pussy, I felt hair. But also not surprising if you only have sex with your husband if you have your fertile days. I know about your desire to have children and how much he is currently checking your love life and if not everything is deceptive, your fertile days will only start in 4 days. “Without looking at him, Martina pulled her pants up and closed her.
“But tomorrow is Saturday?“She replied a little unsafe. “Tell your husband that you still had to prepare the sales statistics for the month and because Sandra is missing, you are currently overtime have to do because it doesn’t go so smoothly yet!“Martina turned briefly, looked at him uncertainly and embarrassed, stammered a short“ Okay! See you tomorrow, then!“And wanted to leave the office when Tom added:“ And let break out of breakfast!“Her thoughts were driving a roller coaster and now it was clear to her what would happen to her tomorrow.
She just nodded and closed the door without another word. Tom went to his chair and let himself fall into him. The day had taken a completely different turn than expected and he was looking forward to tomorrow. He would have to make a few more errands beforehand, so he switched off the PC and went to the end of the day. When Martina came home and told her husband about the planned overtime, he did not suspect any suspicion.
He just said that tomorrow he was going to go to the hardware store anyway and that was not a problem. Whether he should make the weekend shopping? Martina affirmed it, because she hadn’t thought of that anymore. Her thoughts only circled around Tom and above all that she had heard of Sandra about her ‘Secret Master’. Even if she would never admit it openly, but she was always jealous of her.
Similar to her, Sandra led a long marriage in which sex life with her pregnancy ended abruptly. But at the same time, their lust and their desire may also have rapidly increased because of the hormone changeover. As Sandra said: since she was pregnant, she was permanently moist and always cool. And now Martina was also clear why she had someone so quickly with whom she could live out this desire. But even more, their thoughts revolved around a special topic: anal sex.
Sandra had constantly pretended to see how much she enjoyed it and now finally found someone who estimated it as she appreciated it. She herself had always been a little more cautious, not least because it was “dirty” in her eyes. But Sandra had told her how her affair she gently introduced her to this topic, showed her what should be considered and can be considered and she has been talking about it all the time.
But even if Martina was curious, she had suggested her husband to try it out, she really didn’t want to persuade him and he didn’t want it either. The sex with her husband has been only a short/out in missionary position for almost a year if she had her fertile days. Then she was usually there for 15 minutes with a raised basin so that nothing would run out. But so far it hadn’t brought anything but to bring her desire for sex with her husband to an absolute low point.
She went into the bedroom and looked for a skirt. Since they should have one, this was in the bottom chest of drawers on the drawer. Together with the straps belt, stockings and tights. In the thought of having to wear them for Tom tomorrow, it tingled incredibly in her middle of your body. Tomorrow morning she would under the shower still shave legs and the pubic hair completely shave. She grabbed her skirt, put it in her handbag. She would put him on in the parking lot tomorrow morning, because her husband would certainly be suspicious if she was wearing a skirt.
She could hardly sleep at night. She was excited like a teenager before the first time. She was not afraid that Tom would hurt her or abuse her. Not once did she think she was thinking of not going to the office, but somehow could hardly wait for the night going around. She got up shortly after six, went into the bathroom and then under the shower. Her thoughts only revolved around what she would expect today.
When she shaved her pussy completely smoothly, she played a little on her. It was so incredibly moist and already at night all the time. She had started playing with her pussy and clit a few times, the desire for sex and a climax was extreme, but then she kept holding back. Even now she briefly penetrated her pussy with two fingers and pulled out completely from her juice.
She looked at her, then she crouched down. She pushed her finger further back, read it around her anus, moistened him with her slippery juice and then pushed it in. She groaned, could not suppress it and then pulled it out again directly. Not that her husband might hear her. The water of the shower was of course loud, but it wasn’t sure how loud she really moaned.
She turned the water off, dried and looked at him mirror. With her pussy, which was now shaved, she looked a little unusually, but she liked it. Her breasts were small, but it was firm and round. A small B cup that she was actually satisfied with. Would like Tom? Sandra clearly had more bust than her. Then she looked at her smooth shaved pussy more closely, spread her legs slightly. She had rather pale skin and light freckles on her chest, which is why her pussy was rather bright and her labia teased from a delicate pink pink.
She saw how she shimmered slightly and slowly a clear drop of pleasure on which one labia collected. Then she put on a nice, black pointed bra, a tight -fitting black top and the black, keeper stockings on it. She looked at herself again in the mirror before the black trouser suit. It was a long time ago that she felt so feminine and lustful. She felt how slowly a drop loved her pussy and ran down on the inside of her thigh.
She took a Kleenex and wiped the drop. Then she packed a pack of handkerchiefs for safety. Even if she only needed to work for 10 minutes by car, she started shortly after half past eight because she was simply restless at home and had already formed a damp spot in the crotch. If you already in the car She would have put the pants off and put on the skirt, she could have put on a panties, but she hadn’t thought of that in the uptake.
At 7:43 she parked the car in the parking lot and saw that Tom’s car was already there. She pulled out her pants a bit in the driver’s seat, wiped dry again in the crotch – although she easily groaned the touch and made her eyes close – and put on the skirt. She couldn’t remember that her pussy was so sensitive. She had been permanent since last night and was now able to empathize with how Sandra felt.
Whether it was only due to pregnancy or even on Tom. Her thoughts went to Tom, the sales manager who had worked in the company for over 15 years. She had started her training there 12 years ago after graduating from high school and has been working in accounting since then. Certainly he had already noticed, because he was an attractive man in her early 40s, tall – a good half head bigger than her, sporty, beautiful face, brown hair and green eyes.
His eyes were really fascinating because they could look open, loving, strict or mysterious. She knew that he had already had some relationships, but was neither married nor had children. They had been talking for a long time at the Christmas party 2 years ago at the Christmas party and since then she had to admit that she was fascinated by him. When she came to the office late before day after work to get her forgotten jacket, she had overwhelmed the curiosity and she once browsed his desk.
She would never have expected to find something like this there and when she found the anal plugs, the vibrator, the strap-on dildo, the handcuffs and all the other things in the box in the bottom drawer of the container, she was almost shocked. And the plan she had rightly put on the work on the sales indicators and statistics that she had to take over from Sandra had failed. Although when she thought about it, she even liked the turn that had taken all of this.
She would never admit it, especially not Tom, and not Sandra either, but she always envied Sandra for her experiences. Sandra’s experiences and affair were also the reason why she had dared to do the side jumps. But they had been almost as superficial and unsatisfactory as the sex with her husband. They have been together since school, now 18 years and to her first time she only knew sex with him.
And the side jumps hadn’t brought her back to her, even if she had told Sandra about it to keep up with her. But none of them were really interested in their lust. After a little broken and fiddled, things went straight to the point and before they really got on, they were already done. She had to admit that at the end of sex she wasn’t even as excited as she was now before it started.
She looked at the clock: 7:53. She breathed deeply, pushed her skirt up again and wiped dryly. A little too late, because it was already a small spot on the underside, but it was probably not to be seen on the back of the dark gray skirt. She was tried to continue playing with her clit and pussy, but held back, reached for the door handle, opened the door and got out.
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