The Secretary

For days now I feel bad, unstressed and lousy, all my friends are in the winter vacation and have fun skiing and even more afterwards, only I stupid goose go well to the work so I can travel at least in the summer.
It’s so dreary, alone in my apartment …

Oh, I want to introduce myself, I am Pam, 27 years old and quite daylight, I earn my rolls in the antechamber of the Chefetage, the hottest advertising agency of the city. My job is to be the right and left hand of my boss, Udo Webster, the most begotten bachelor under the sun. A beau, trained, full dark hair, sea-blue eyes, oh I swarm from him, he does not see me at all, there is no praise, or even a financial encouragement, I can be glad if he does not constantly complain about me . On some days I wonder why he does not just fire me when I’m so stupid …

Well, maybe it’s because I can coordinate his three girlfriends so well, that’s really a masterpiece, I’ve made a list of lies so I can always find the perfect excuse for him. I book his hotel rooms, chic flowers, or jewelery to the ladies, each of whom is waiting to get a marriage application.

Ha, which I do not laugh before Mr. Webster marries, rains it from below to above.

While I am talking about my covetous boss, who surely considers me an old maid because he never appreciates me at all, I realize how cold it has become in my apartment, even the heating is broken Time … after 9 pm I get no more mechanic from the house management.

As the ceiling is threatening to drop my head, I decide to go to my favorite bar around the corner, the sweet bartender will drive me out of sadness.

No, not what you think, Paolo a Prachtexemplar by man, I already run the thought of the water in my mouth, is stockschwul …

So I make myself pretty, because maybe Paolo is still a sexy hetero and who knows?

The 200 meter walk is quite wide in the icy wind, but I had to wear the high heels instead of warm boots, but my great grandmother used to say “who wants to be beautiful.”

Finally, I open the door and feel comfortable and at home. Paolo’s friend is sitting on the piano, and the soft music surrounds me like a warm bubble bath. I sit down at the counter on my trunk place, which had been waiting for me, my first Drink comes even without order, here I am really welcome. Nice…

So as I was sitting at my “South Sea Room” and flirting with the bartender, the door opened with a little swing, and a big, athletic type, black long leather coat, heavy boots and sunglasses came in. Sunglasses? It’s stupid night, there could only be an idiot, I had to grin, but rather with the face to my drink, I did not want to be offensive.

The guy steered directly at me, took a seat beside me, without even looking over at what a sweet little woman was sitting, he was definitely in a bad mood.

He ordered a triple vodka, which he immediately tipped back to Ex to order another drink of this kind.
He must have noticed that the bar was a bit too dull for his sunglasses and pulled her off, I suddenly felt quite sick, the man next to me was my boss, Udo Webster.

I would have liked to have crawled in the back corner, but I could not even go to the loo, I should have asked him to pass me by. Shit, what am I doing, but then it occurred to me, he had never looked at me and if I had sat naked at my desk, it would not notice.

So I drank my delicious brightener, ordered a coffee and asked for the ashtray, Paolo, of course, was immediately on the spot to light my cigarette, a gentleman, the good, but before he had the lighter, my boss beat me out The mouth and asked me indignant if I wanted to poison myself.

“Hey, what is that, she does not mind, I’m here privately and did not ask her to sit down with me” I shouted at him.

That had been sitting, it was probably the first time that he was shouted by a “subordinate”. As I ran free of my anger, he came nearer, just took me into his strong arms and kissed in the middle of the Redeschwall.
I was so perplexed that I gave him, after he left me, a simple eavesdropping, still something he had never experienced before.

OK, now I was rid of my job, but with my head raised, a fat lump choked in my throat, and I just wanted to leave, without thinking, I pushed past him and ran out of the door without my coat. I ran like a wolf, tears burned in my eyes, and when I finally stood at my front door, I noticed that the key was in my coat pocket, and I had left him in the bar during my panic escape.

Howling, freezing, and totally exhausted, I sank to the steps in front of the house and decided to freeze to death, my boss I could never ever meet again, just as I had behaved.

So when I was sitting there, crouching, my head on my knees, and sobbing in front of me, he suddenly stood before me, my cloak over his arm, he built himself up in front of me.

“They’re on Pam, they’re freezing me,” he told me soft voice, which did not fit into his body.

But attitude back and forth, he was right, it was icy out here, and I would probably freeze, so I got up cramped, he helped me in my coat and when I wanted to take the key out, he already had it ready.

I was so ready that I did not care if he took too much authority out. With his help I came up in my four walls and instead of going to the bathroom, I turned on the water tap of the bathtub and asked to take off.

“They can save themselves, the heating is broken, there is also no hot water” Besides, why do not they go back to the cozy bar, I have no vodka in the house, “I said powerlessly.

Everything was indifferent to me, but the man who looked at me looked differently.

“Well, no hot water, no heating, they come to me, or else they’ll be sick.” Yes, he was a born boss, accustomed to give instructions.

As a matter of course, I put on my coat and boots to follow him, which of course I could not guess, it would never be like before.

Strangely, a taxi was already waiting for us and my companion did not even have to say where to go.
We stopped in front of the high-rise in which we both work, which Mr. Webster also lives here, I did not know, it had no meaning, since he was anyway unattainable for me.

He took me by the hand and together we drove in the elevator to the 24th floor, the penthouse, said the elevator.

A breathtaking view gave me the impression of entering the apartment, the lights of the city and behind it I could imagine the Alps, one would be able to see the mountains in daylight.

Yes, even so one could live.

Mr. Webster had left me alone in the huge living room and was already filling the tub with warm water, I could hear the noise, it had a soothing effect on my heated mind.

When he came back to me he wore a silk morning coat, nothing else; I was hypnotized to see him in a half-open garment, his stiff chest, curling some curls that looked like an invitation to touch.

His deep blue eyes looked at me covetously, and I quite the weak woman simply melted away.

Although I was still fully dressed, I took a few steps toward him, went to his knees, pushed his morning coat apart and took the boss’s mouth in the mouth unasked, whether that was so ….

In any case, I’m better at blowing than in the dictation, I had turned his beating into a hammer in seconds, which I could barely record in my velvety mouth cavity.

After Mr. Webster had overcome his surprise, he enjoyed my intense tongues. He grabbed my short blond hair and pulled me tightly to his plumped body, my nimble tongue circling his thick glans, and I already tasted the delicious first pleasure drops as he withdrew from my mouth, helped on the feet and kissed me tenderly.

“No, I want you to come in my mouth,” I whispered to his ear in a moment, “but first I make myself a little more comfortable.” I pulled myself off before him and what he saw seemed to please him, my soft , Female figure, the big full breasts and my sinful red mouth, he could not refuse.

He led me into his bedroom, which was dominated by a huge bed, lay down on it and read me pampered.
I took his hard cock deep into his mouth, I did not try to choke, because he was really very big, I like to also like to take the testicles of a man in the mouth, even with him I did it and he groaned a glorious Horny contented moaning.

After a few seconds, Mr. Webster was ready to take his hot cream deep into my throat. It was a feeling of power that broke inside me with every splash of sperm inside me, as if I had it in my hand, it was a long time ago.

Through my activity, I was no longer cold, I did not need a hot bath first, but I had felt like the man who was lying in bed with me, not saying a word, but sending his hands and lips over my body.

His touches were firm and demanding, but at the same time of such tenderness that a gentle shudder chased the other, he twirled my nipples down to the pain threshold around the burn with his lips, he charmed my bead until shortly before the climax My outer labia to tweeze, it was like a horny roller coaster ride.

The moisture of my Venus ran down the inside of my thighs, between my buttocks and I was just horny. He cirled my narrow rosette with a finger, pushed in and stretched my back, I wanted him to take me at last, but he continued to play and with me as if I were an instrument he wanted to test on his notes.

I was in flames and only his sperm could clear me, finally he came to me, he spread my thighs and penetrated with a firm push into my hot, wet cave. His shocks were so firm that even the bed below us shook, and when the climax rolled over I stood for a moment. Never was I so satisfied and I knew at once that there would be no other man in the world who could repeat that of Eben except Udo Webster.

I hope he has found it so incomparably good and I’m not his number four….