Mrs. Alyonka. The End
In the afternoon at work, Alyonka invited me to her office via text message.
"Here you go," she said, handing me a small box with a piece of jewelry. I didn't know what was inside and was a bit stunned by such a gift, like, the kind pimps give to their whores, which of course embarrassed me and I really didn't like it, but I obediently took it.
"Thank you," I mumbled, trying to hide my displeasure.
"Open it, you fool," Alyonka said, slightly annoyed and with a smirk. I opened it and saw a woman's ring with a beautiful stone (I don't know much about gems, but probably an emerald). "This is my gift from you!" Alyonka continued, pulling me out of my stupor. "Now you'll give it to me in the
hall! But first, take this cake and offer everyone tea, say you have news and want to announce it to everyone. Got it?" Alyonka continued instructing me. I nodded in response, although I didn't fully understand what my Mistress wanted from me, and I continued to listen carefully, trying to grasp the meaning."When you've invited everyone, then invite me via text, and when I come, you'll get down on one knee in front of everyone and propose to me, giving me this ring. Understood, silly?" Alyonka smiled, watching me comprehend what was happening.
"Yes, I understand! Of course I understand, Mistress!" I declared once it dawned on me what Alyonka wanted. "Can I proceed?" I asked cheerfully.
"Go on already," Alyonka flashed her eyes at me, handing me what was apparently a pre-purchased cake.
When I returned with the cake, as Alyonka had asked, I announced to everyone that I had an announcement I wanted to make in a celebratory setting and showed them the cake. Everyone gathered, and cups of tea with slices of cake were already on the table. I sent a text, and Alyonka walked in. Seeing the cake and tea on the table, she feigned indignation.
"What's going on here?" Alyonka played her displeased role. "During work hours, have you all lost your minds? What do you want?" she addressed me with a dissatisfied look. I approached her from about a meter away, took the box out of my pocket, got down on one knee, and handed it to her.
"I want you to be my wife," I said to my MISTRESS, looking straight into her eyes. "Be my wife."
Alyonka put on a surprised expression, looked around at everyone, took the box, and opened it.
"Have you lost your mind?" she asked rhetorically, examining the ring. Everyone around started chattering with positive comments, encouraging me and urging Alyonka to answer.
"I'm in shock, to be honest," Alyonka continued her surprise. "I need to think, I'll answer you later. I need to think it over and be alone." With these words, Alyonka went to her office, and I stood up to the approving words of my colleagues. After that, we drank tea and ate the delicious cake. "Well done for deciding, we've been waiting for this from you for a long time," everyone praised me in turn. "Don't worry, she'll agree, she just needs to get over the shock." Listening to them, I thought, "Ah, what an actress my Mistress Alyonka is," and I sincerely admired her, for she is such a screenwriter for me.
"Come to me," a text came about half an hour later, and I went to her, again to approving comments.
"Come in," Alyonka greeted me with a smile. "Close the door." Alyonka walked towards me like a cat, unbuttoning her blouse as she went. This pleasantly surprised me! Before, if she wanted something (in terms of sex), she would usually either lift her skirt or unbutton her fly, but here it was her blouse, and that was a good start for me. We merged in a magical kiss. I kissed her, hugging her and not believing my happiness. I felt so good because I was with her and not on my knees.
"I want you," Alyonka whispered in my ear, nibbling on my earlobe. I started lifting her skirt and wanted to get on my knees as usual, but she stopped me, turned her back to me, bent over, and whispered with a smile.
"Fuck me, my hero."
Silently, I lifted her skirt, removed her beautiful lace panties, unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down below my knees, and grasped Alyonka's bare hips. She took my cock in her hand and guided it into her womb, which welcomed me very tenderly. My cock seemed to sneak into its temple of pleasure; her vulva embraced the cock, squeezing it from all sides.
"Just don't cum," I caught myself thinking that from such bliss and the raging erection, I already wanted to fertilize my female, precisely my female. Alyonka pushed her pelvis towards me, and without letting her go, I started fucking her like I did when I took her by force. Alyonka arched her back more and more, impaling herself on my cock, covering her mouth with her hand, she began to moan. Although she tried to do it as quietly as possible, I think we were heard behind the door, and they probably envied me. I envied myself too. No, wait! They didn't envy me! They envied us! Her and me! Because at that moment, we were happy together, and that happiness was sincere. Within a few minutes, I came, pouring my love juice into her, and in response, she came too, squeezing my cock inside with her vaginal muscles.
So that's the story.)