His office is empty, is a day of celebration. A patron has any power to leave home crowds of employees, in a state that still persist in calling lay.
makes me sit in his office, closes the door. To explain the new problem, with the usual quiet, I profiled the possible solutions. A desk between us, but now surrendered to his previous indifference, if not do anything. I hardly notice that a few minutes is staring at me with a look different. has hardened and I do not spring. Silently watching me. It has the power to make me feel uncomfortable. Leads me to doubt that I missed a blunder. "There is something wrong?". He does not answer. Gives me a half smile. Waiting for a while yet. "And if I told you I did not come here to work?" are disturbed, curious, furious. Is making me lose time, is challenging me or you are making fun of me? "I do not understand." I say, turning a fierce look. Puffs with a smile, gets up and walks slowly toward me. Standing behind me, he bends the ear, and I sighed "I do not think you are so naive as to not understanding. "His voice firm, his breath blowing in my ear makes me shiver with pleasure. "I've always ignored," I reply. Without touching them, moving in the other ear, sniffing her hair. "Just because a man can not be seen while looking at you, does not mean that you have pictured naked in the smallest details." I smile, this is the start of my game, one where I know I'm a teacher. Place your feet on the ground and clench the armrests of the chair, for giving me the necessary push to turn around. But he stops me. Puts his hands over mine, making it difficult to move keeps them strong. "No darling, you're in my office, I said the rules" Finally, I tell myself. We hope to know what's what. We must say that my initiative, is the inadequacy of men. "Get up and leaning on the desk" His boldness excites me. Her back to him, pick up the little black dress to slide out of the lace stockings, divide the legs, arches his back and wait. I already know what happens. I'm used to men who want to own. But this time is different. He is a changed man. She approached me, rests her pelvis, it binds to mine. Stretch one arm, pressing his chest on my back, take a pair of scissors from the jar in front of me. The other hand goes under the dress, two fingers slipped under the sheets, they follow the profile along the edge to the sidewalls. Hold it raised from the skin. I feel the cold blade. A shiver of fear makes me close my legs, in a gesture of protection. "If you're not still a risk of injuring yourself." The scissors cut the sheets, first on one side then the other. The parade making rubbing between my thighs. I do not know whether to be excited or scared for so ardently. But it is only the beginning. An arm back on your desk, scissors, hold my hand, squeezing it hard. I hear panting behind me, I do not bite too hard on the neck. I'm going to warn him, provoke him to tell him that I did not leave too many signs! But his hand, I grab the neck, making me turn my face. The her lips on my earlobe, suck, sliding her teeth. It is not my habit to leave the game to lead a man, but I am intrigued for now, feel like a man forced. Normally I would have already released and shot, but today I feel like being possessed. I leave the white paper. Opens her legs a little. He captures the tone and your desk, move your hand on my leg, go inside, caressing. The close it quickly, imprisoning her hand between her thighs. I hear a groan his ear and his saliva confirms to me the irrepressible excitement. Give my throat, to put even the other hand under her dress. The rises, as it advances toward the prova della mia resa. Sono fradicia. Si bagna l’indice di me e me lo infila tra le natiche. Scivolando nel mio solco, trova l’imbocco della mia carne. Assecondo il suo desiderio di possedermi brutalmente, concedendo sfogo agli animali che siamo. Nulla di cerebrale deve insinuarsi. La mia mano fruga tra i suoi abiti, gli slaccia frettolosamente tutto ciò che tiene rinchiuso lo strumento del piacere che voglio da lui. Lo trovo e lo afferro avidamente tra le dita per appoggiarlo al mio sedere. Con entrambe le mani mi allargo le natiche, offrendole al mio carnefice. “Prendimi!” La mia carne, avvolge la sua e in poco tempo, la riempie di piacere bollente e palpitante. La sua furia si è esaurita in qualche spinta ed ora è immobile. Mi ha tappato la bocca per soffocare ogni mia possibilità di libertà. E questo giogo mi è piaciuto. Ma ora che si è calmato, tocca a me. Ora la schiava torna padrona di sé, determinata ad esserlo anche di lui. Mordo una delle dita che mi soffocano, liberandomi dalla sua mano. Mi volto di scatto e lo bacio prepotentemente, ma lentamente. Ora scelgo io il ritmo. E tocca a me godere. Ma non sarà facile. Lui non è intenzionato a lasciamelo fare. Mi succhia la lingua e stringe il mio corpo tra le sue braccia in una morsa. Mi abbandono, facendogli credere per un istante di avermi domata. Appena allenta la presa, mi siedo sulla scrivania. “Vuoi vedere come godo? Prendi una sedia e gustati lo spettacolo” Intrigued and charmed by my proposal, I obey. As he grabs the chair, I lie down and surrender their shoes on the floor. Her feet on her thighs and rubbed his penis on a more polished and tired, and dropped out of the pants. My hand, caressing the inner thigh and slowly slips toward the pubis. He lifts me up the dress, to see better and remains motionless, looking. My fingers look like the wise. They know each maze. They know the intimate find refuge. I tease her clitoris, making fiery lava flowing and excited. "You want to feel my orgasm on your tongue? Then drop them and wait, "I assist in torture and I in there, leaving my fingers free to give me pleasure. Rubbing magic little button external to the extreme jolt. The vibration is such as to make me twist the pelvis. Grabs him and the greenhouse in his hands, holding me still. Off his tongue, rises and fills the void of flesh, swollen and throbbing back, eager to enter. Whole. I grab his hands, the door above my head and nailed me to the desk. He stops, stares at me. Again that look hard and emblematic of the first, peered at me. He wants to catch the expression of my pleasure and take off that air of irreverent enterprise. I shook the pelvis between the legs, clinging and holding steadfast within me. "Fuck me with all the heat that keeps some of my insolence." Seeking to wriggle to get up and kiss him, ma lui mi tiene ancorata alla scrivania. Mi sfida e mi deride, avvicinando il viso al mio per farsi baciare, per poi scostarlo bruscamente all’ultimo istante. “Niente smancerie, dolcezza. Ricordi ? Detto io le regole, qui” Mi abbandono, lasciandomi penetrare, ogni spinta è una sua dichiarazione di virilità. Lunghe penetrazioni lente, si alternano a brevi e secche. Sposto i piedi, puntando i talloni sulla scrivania. Ora posso inarcare la schiena e far strusciare il mio monte di venere su di lui, mentre affonda. Le sue mani mi lasciano libera per afferrare le mie natiche e tenerle sollevate, sento le dita lungo il solco. Affondano di nuovo della carne proibita. Ad ogni colpo di bacino, corrisponde una penetrazione anale. Sento calore blazing in all directions, I would scream, but my body is too concentrated to give me pleasure. I can only mutter, keeping your lips closed. Rest exhausted from so much power. He backs off from me and turning her back out of the room. I get off the desk, I look at the traces of our lovemaking on the glass. I feel dizzy. The legs are soft and often struggle to put on his shoes. I grab my bag and I'm leaving. I could not find a better professional to whom I entrust my cause.
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