The perfect excuse

For the past few months he had begun work on a local clothing brand recognition. There were several people in charge of trade and sale, among all my coworkers you could find some vendors, one dealing with general supervision, cashiers and … one man, the security guard. All were part of the group of daily work, and everyone did their thing without interfering in other areas, for this reason was strictly prohibited personal relationships among employees, at least during work. However, they had heard some rumors that the guard had maintained relations with the manager and one of the tellers after hour, each on its side and while all were preparing to leave. They unknowingly had fallen into the clutches of this young man who all secretly nicknamed “the break-couples” because he said he enjoyed taking with married women or couples, a group of which I was part. Romina, the manager, was a 32-year-old wife and mother; Carla, the cashier, was with friends when it happened, but crossed with the best friend of her boyfriend out of the hotel room and that was the end of their relationship.

Juan Cruz was the name of that guard, and worked all day since for an armed assault had been wounded the previous guard. Since he started to spend all day in the room, expecting output to remain chatting with me and made evident interest in me. I tried to be friendly, although not giving much small ball so the other employees had told me about him. To some extent it attracted me because he’s a young kid and is very nice. In addition rumored to have very good physical, due to the profession and a few hours of gym. While trying to reject, unwillingly he began to flirt. Gradually my confidence is earned, with blandishments and above all with respect. Then I began to think that my friends were wrong, that the young man just looking for a friendly relationship with me and that his intentions were not bad, unfortunately I was wrong ugly, then gradually fell into his clutches.

Invitations fell soon: first offered to drive to work, pass me to search for my mother’s house and go together to the local. After reject that invitation for obvious reasons, he waited a week before inviting me to drink, another offering that also declined. The third time was the charm, as he found my way to college one day was answerable, was way behind and I had no choice but to accept. It was a Saturday morning, he had requested permission to the local for Missing and attend the last examination of the second year of studying interior design at a university that gives you the facilities to be able to work and lead the studies in perfect harmony . When we reached the door had spent about half an hour of examination, and had no intention of entering disapproving in a partial done in a hurry and nerves, so I decided not to attend and directly prepare the recuperation exam. He offered to take me home, before answering my head down, looked at my pants jean to hide the tears of anger and hatred towards myself, I could not be so stupid to have missed the opportunity to perform after all the time I had been preparing. Had a lot of anger and impotence, could not have been calibrated. When he noticed my tears, I raise my head holding my chin and wiped the tears with her fingers. She comforted me and took me out for a walk, even though it was late to work did not mind walk about the center and make me laugh almost out loud with true grace, had soon forgotten about the test and had soon forgotten it was wedding, we were kissing. When he took me home, I got off at the corner and before we parted we kissed almost desperately. We agreed to meet on Thursday to leave work.
On Thursday called my boyfriend before leaving work excusing I did not feel well, I was going to take the bus that leaves me straight in the corner of home and not to worry, that the next day we would. Before leaving I went to take work clothes to the locker room with other employees, who were surprised to see the changes when I left blouse, tight jeans and high boots of a brown. Before I retired I called Mom to tell her that came with the companions of work and that if I called my boyfriend to tell him that I was lying because I did not feel well, she knew how jealous he was and did not want to have problems with it. Once I left everything in order I got ready to leave the premises, right at the time the charge was beginning to dial numbers alarm.

Upon leaving, I saw Juan Cruz was waiting in his car half a block from where we were, I realized immediately that trying to hide the fact that I was with him, then I realized that maybe some reason had versions of his love affairs with other employees, but it mattered little at that point and I thought only enjoy that night. We went directly to a confectionery in the area, we sat at a table by the window overlooking the street and asked for sparkling wine while a solo singer began his show. After a few small talk alcohol and atmosphere helped make us kiss it soon, he stopped and sat on the same side that I was in that kind of double chair that have become fashionable in pub’s good category. He began kissing me while his hand through my body, passed through my breasts, my back and my tail without stopping at any particular place. Until one of his hands stopped at my blouse and with two fingers began to unhook one of the buttons in the middle of the garment leaving freedom to put his hand out and touch my breasts. When he achieved his goal, he put his hand and placed it over my left breast, massaging and manoseándolo desperately. His movements began to excite me, and my nipples began to gain strength. Pulling cup bra released my breast, fondling and pounced on her feeling every centimeter and squeezing the nipple that had managed to gain their attention, totally hard and challenging. My face against his shoulder, my parted lips let out more than a groan that was absorbed by the music of the place, Juan Cruz kept biting my neck as he continued playing with my chest. I was really enjoying it and gradually began to moisten, needed us to escape from there soon, he was starting to get excited and everything would become more provocative if before we were thrown out of the place. To all this we were sailing over the account, but soon saw that things could get worse: while still with his hand clutching my chest, he spent the other on my abdomen stroking and looking for a hole in my jeans to let him put his hand to masturbate, he got quickly but the space was not enough and ended up playing with my hair, but not touching me sex was quite humid for now. With my right hand pacing his leg was still trying to hold my desire to rub his cock over the pants and could feel the hardness and heat transfer fabrics. I hid my intentions but my movements seemed betrayed me, without saying anything as he took my hand and placed it against his package. Immediately I was surprised by its size, as it was of that was used and it is not my boyfriend have much bigger penis guy, just what was obviously much bulkier. Undoubtedly enjoy a tramp, but for that he needed us to leave that place, I was too excited to bancarme a little longer in this place. I pleaded. And adapting ourselves some clothes out toward the door. Along the way, Juan Cruz tried to hide his erection in her blue sweater, and my left boob free wobbled under my shirt that had obvious buttons unlit, but not enough to get to show something.
I noticed the seriousness with which we looked at the owner of the place while retirábamos not, I imagine you’ve seen our show featuring more than one solo singer on stage unsuccessfully trying to imitate Joaquin Sabina. With some evil, and because of the lack of inhibition that alcohol gives me I did not leave the door without throwing a kiss to serious head, something I noticed my occasional companion and celebrated loudly. Leaving the site, we walked to the car that had run a few meters and we got while looking at us all the way. Once up, we returned to attack us kissing like teenagers in heat, this time freer and less inhibited. Our hands quickly found the parts that had previously abandoned and continued forward an indecent fondling, my hand again dedicate myself to feel and knead his cock with tremendous warmth, and hers began searching my boob again, but this time it was the turn my right breast. After a few minutes of hot caresses and kisses, Juan Cruz stopped pawing with obvious mutual desire to finish the paperwork in a place where we can be more comfortable.

-Good good. Let’s get out of here, do not give more she said, as she regained some composure and started the car. He concentrated on driving quickly to a place for me uncertain, he left his concentration on my breasts even though I still clung to its bulk. He tried to masturbate over trousers and looked mischievously, that well you handle now- Haber told him, trying to distract him handling my hands on the package. He smiled and drove on without hesitation.