A workday that promised nothing out of the ordinary
Today is Wednesday, which means I can work peacefully and, if I want, I can allow myself something extravagant. The thing is, on Mondays and Thursdays at the end of the workday, the director calls me in, lays me across the table with my ass up, and fucks me. But today, I am my own boss. I'm sitting there, sorting through documents, when suddenly there's a knock at the door—"May I come in?" It's Edik, our new young IT guy—"Valentina Pavlovna, I need to clean your computer, may I?" I stood up, he approached the desk and started tapping on the keys. Looking at him, I thought—what a handsome guy, and then a completely silly thought—does he have a girlfriend, and if he does, does she suck him off or
not? I would gladly give him a blowjob. I thought it and felt myself getting wet. I decided to go for it directly. I took the key from the desk drawer and locked the door. Edik looked at me in surprise. "Edik, my back hurts from working at the computer, could you give me a massage?" He hesitated, blushed—"Will I manage?" "It's nothing complicated, surely you've given your girlfriend a massage before?" With these words, I took off my blouse, walked over to him, and turned my back to him. He started clumsily stroking my back. I decided to provoke him further. "The bra must be in your way, let me take it off." Before he could process it, I took off my bra and turned to face him. My size +3 tits were just a few centimeters away from him. He choked and swallowed. "Well, don't just stare, massage my breasts, but gently!" He cautiously started kneading my breasts. I saw a bulge appear in his crotch. Without thinking twice, I placed my palm on that bulge, he shuddered, and I continued, unzipped his pants, and saw a large, purple cockhead of an erect dick sticking out from above his underwear waistband. I couldn't restrain myself at the sight of such beauty, I squatted down and took the cockhead into my mouth. He groaned and squeezed my tits hard. I pulled his underwear down and took his dick even deeper into my mouth. I'm giving him a blowjob, but I'm thinking—no, I need to finish, otherwise he'll cum in my mouth and my pussy will miss out on this beauty. I straightened up, pulled up my skirt, yanked off my panties, and lay stomach-down on the table. Male instinct told Edik what to do—he skillfully drove his dick all the way into my pussy, grabbed my hips, and started energetically impaling me on his dick. I was ecstatic from the movement of his dick inside my pussy, my uterus could feel the touch of the cockhead, and the first orgasm came. Then the director's phone rang. Talk about bad timing, and why is he calling anyway, today isn't Monday or Thursday? But the boy, ignoring the call, kept fucking me. I came again, and when he jerked a few times and came, the final, most blissful orgasm hit me. And Edik, emboldened, bent me over and put his dick in my mouth—"Suck it all, every drop." Which I did. He pulled up his underwear and pants, kissed me, and declared in a triumphant tone—"I'll fuck you whenever I want, and don't think about refusing me." So much for the shy boy. He left, I called the director. He started yelling—"Why aren't you answering the phone? Do I have to jerk off dry? Get over here now." "Dmitry Petrovich, but today isn't our day." "I decide which days are ours, get over here and take off your panties." I quickly wiped away Edik's cum as thoroughly as possible with tissues and headed to the director's office. Everything there was as usual, stomach on the table and him fucking me, he didn't feel that just fifteen minutes ago another man with a bigger dick than his had fucked me. Since then, at work, besides the director, a hot young male also fucks me.