It's nothing fancy

Sitting on the large black leather chair, waiting for the start of the regular working meeting Monday. Those invited to the meeting were arriving gradually, most of them still sleepy and with little desire to talk and smile in all of us the first business day of the week.

Just it is missing eight fifty-nine in the morning start time of the session, when he appeared Susana, with her little black leather briefcase and the same face of reluctance we had all the others present. I must admit that the emergence in the living Susana was the first enjoyable time of day, and even more when I saw sitting right in front of my position, something that would allow me solace in contemplating during the tedious and endless chats CEO.

The beginning of the meeting was imminent and began flipping through my work papers, noticing that I was missing folder with accounting reports for the last month. I asked Antonio, my colleague department, if he had, but his answer was negative, so that the chances were that I had left them on the desk. Antonio must have seen my unwillingness to move and offered to take her himself. I told him to look for my table and, indeed, he soon returned with her hands, just at the time also entered the general manager, willing to with his first talk in the morning.

Almost immediately I turned my gaze, always stealthily, the co-worker who was in front of me. Susana wore a one-piece dress, bright red, above the knee, with a square neckline low enough to expose the canalillo the birth of her nice pair of tits, and that’s where I focused during verbal introduction of our head, imagining my fingers wormed his way into that flawless gorge and then my hands crowning the two mountains that bordered it.

Actually, physically, Susana I liked everything from head to toe. A not too high aunt, dark brown hair, medium hair with slight undulations, honey brown eyes, snub nose, and a mouth with full lips and white teeth. His face, his legs and contours of your body, usually embedded in tight outfits, marked curves reflecting a huge femininity and were most desirable. She wore a short time in the company, but for me it had become obsessive, although he was aware of the impossibility to access it, first of all by my own convictions that prevented me from being unfaithful to my wife, but also for their own situation married and comments made by it on occasion, which left no room for doubt as to their cultural conservatism.

The fact is that much of the meeting was spent fantasizing about what he would do with it, and at various times my crotch revolted me unavoidably. The truth is that Susan was the spectacular day, or I was more out than usual.

Already in my office, I spent the day between the daily work and suggestive images of my beautiful companion gigs. So, when almost no one in the office, closed the door to my office, in order to quietly get a good straw to your health. In one of the drawers of my desk I had kept a very special player, that I would serve to put even more in tune. However, when you open the drawer, I saw the dvd was not there. Thinking that maybe I had saved elsewhere, I began rummaging through the rest of the drawers and the table, but there was nothing to do, the DVD was gone.

The issue was worrisome because, as I said, the dvd was special. I must confess I’m a fan of gang-bang, these sex sessions where a woman rides with several men at once, and especially with the end of those scenes in which, usually, uncles They are run one after the other, on the face of the protagonist. A few months ago I was subscribed to a website dedicated to the topic and I had downloaded several clips that although he had saved on my home PC, I also had saved on a DVD in his office, for viewing on many occasions the curves of my partner Susana warmed me more than usual. That was the dvd that had strangely disappeared, and the possibility that someone had taken, such as cleaning ladies, left me quite worried enough to forget and that day Susana and my masturbatory intentions, with her as the protagonist of my fantasies.

A few days later, I was with Antonio, after leaving work, having a few beers when he appeared by Susana bar, this time with a suit jacket and white pants as elegant as suggestive. The pants were tight, and perfectly marked both the ass as part of the pubis. He saw us and approached us.

– Hey guys, what? Speaking of women, I suppose?

– Look, no. We were talking about men.

Obviously it was Antonio who answered. Not that I would cut me do, in fact ever had conversed with Susana, even outside the work environment, but usually do it bothered me because, unavoidably, could not stop undressing her with his eyes.

– Of men? Now that’s a novelty, is not it of you might be going to the other side? – Susana laughed and grace who claimed to have done.

– Well look, maybe the idea is not so bad, women gustare seems that a lot of homosexuality.

– What will know you women! If you only guide what you wear under pants –
Susana was pretty sly, had never seen her talk like that, but my attention was on the slit that his tight pants showed up to her pussy. Antonio answered in a surprising way:

– We were talking about the size of the pricks of your coworkers topic you are interested in?

It was a lie, and did not know what story Antonio had said such a thing. In fact Susana looked to be angry, but after a few moments of reflection, must have thought it was better to play along and, smiling, he replied:

– To be able to talk about it, you should see them do not you think?

– If so, no problem, tomorrow I bring you a video in which you will see a few, but not erect, of course. The other day I recorded off the showers, after the football game. Still interesándote?

Susana then looked astonished and went directly, and searching eyes, to me:

– Are you serious? Would you have recorded on balls?

That it was true; A few days earlier, guasa plan, we had recorded several of the office in showers, even before we noticed ourselves, as we said afterwards. Susana waiting for my confirmation, and I could only say a terse yes to that, before her gaze resting on me, followed by a clear redness of my cheeks accompanied by an uncontrollable nervousness.

I, who would not stop undressing Susana in my mind, I was now laid bare for her, as if trying to guess the shape and size of my penis. Clearly she and Antonio, detected my embarrassment, but my luck, after a few moments that made me endless, she let out a “Bah !, I can not believe no” and changed the subject.

It was the first time since he’d met Susan, who had had a conversation about sex, and the truth is that I had not gone very well stopped. Antonio obviously asked me then what the hell had happened to me, and I had no choice but to confess obsessional effects it caused in me, something that he, in any case, did not seem to give much importance.

A couple of days after we returned match in the bar the three other companions, but this time also my wife Natalia was presented, something he did occasionally as she worked relatively close to my office, but had never met before Susana, which Antonio presented when it arrived.

In the bar nothing happened significant, I tried not to look at any time to Susana, as if trying to avoid raising any suspicion on my wife about my interest in her, and thought to have emerged unscathed step. But at home, at dinner, he asked me suddenly:

– Hey, that girl you have presented to me is it new in the office?

– No, it takes some months working

– Ah! How I come I’ve never talked about it?

– I do not know, it will not come out the issue.

– Already! Hey, it’s very cute right?

That question, which basically was completely innocent, left me, making me think she might have discovered something of what I felt for Susan, and took me to respond, while a slight heat began to climb through the body:

– Well, it’s nothing fancy.

– Well, I think very interesting an aunt – and, after a short pause, Natalia added:

– Do you know that on more than one occasion I caught her watching you?

Natalia stared at me with the curiosity of women, waiting for an answer. Heats were up more and more, while hesitating, he answered:

– I do not know, I have not noticed, it will happen. –

And I remembered the episode in the bar and that his penetrating look he grieved me. The heat became sweat and, more efforts I made to stop it, blushing again, like that day. Natalia realized, of course, and I asked:

– What’s wrong? You’re red as a tomato. It seems that bother you to talk about … How’s it called? Susana right? Or you had a roll with it.