I've been wanting to tell this experience for years and definitely Poringa! is the only place where I could do it, everything was so forbidden that these words will continue to read never have come out of my mouth. By that time, I worked at a medium-sized company, it was my first well-paid job and I, full of ambition at 24, dedicated myself to working hard to impress middle and high-ranking people with whom I had to work. Never considered myself more superficial or anything like that, but I learned to speak confidently and measuring 1.80, not like it would pass unnoticed.
My sexual life was between one and another girl around here, between the university, Tinder, bars I frequented, friends of my friends or, in short, anyone who was willing to fight. Never in the years I spent there did it cross my mind that Milena, my boss's secretary, would be the one to fulfill my fantasies.
Milena was (and still is, according to her photos the other day) a woman in every sense. At that time she would have been 45-48 years old but with a body of an infarct, 1.70, long and blonde hair (dyed), toned legs and a well-proportioned and firm butt. A mischievous face and breasts that, although fallen due to age and the fact of having three children, were still sufficient for all the company's employees to pass by looking at her cleavages.
From the day I met her, I thought it would be a delight to have such a woman in my bed receiving my penis intensely. However, the difference in age, the fact that she was married and since the first week I saw her flirting with my boss made me think it was impossible. I tried to ignore her presence as much as possible, so as not to come across like another pervert who came to work with sweets and other ridiculous things trying to make friends... But how difficult it was! Milena would arrive every day with a new dress, flowered dresses and very tight-fitting clothes that pushed up her breasts and left each curve of their legs, sutrasero and their waist. It was hell to see.
Additionally, her attitudes and movements were those of a slut in heat, her voice deterring and her way of walking like a cat getting permissions and schedules that no one else in the office got. You could tell that my stupid boss wanted her badly, I never confirmed if anything had happened between the two, but you can imagine what was going through my mind when I saw her standing up at her desk to take a few hours off at midday for: celebrate her husband's anniversary or take her daughter to dance classes
We got along well, as well as one can get along maintaining professionalism with a colleague from work... until a rainy afternoon.
In the middle of a meeting, in a conference room on the building's business floor, a message arrived:
-Milena: Hey, it started raining horribly! Are you coming by bike today? You're going to get soaked
-I: Ah yes, I just put it on, I didn't think the weather would turn out like this
-M: Yes, I saw you entering the parking lot this morning jeje, do you have time there? If you want, I can take you home
-Y: Ugh Mil, you'd be doing me a huge favor, it doesn't look like it's going to stop raining anytime soon. I'll be done in 10 minutes, will you wait for me?
-M: Don't worry about it, handsome, I'm happy to take you home, and besides, who knows if one day you might need me in an emergency jeje. But I'll wait for you at my car, if we go together people will imagine things jajaja
I couldn't believe what I was reading. For some reason, I felt like every word was loaded with the sensuality of her voice, even though it seemed like a normal proposal, really bringing all the dirty intentions I always imagined about her.
I finished the meeting and went down to the parking lot. A car made its lights and I walked towards it. Mile was sitting there with a smile and signaled for me to get in.
The exit and trip were very normal, I gave directions during the ride home and we talked about small things from... life, her relationship with her husband and her children, who are terribly jealous of her. She asked if I had a girlfriend, if I lived alone...
Y: Yes, I rent an apartment around here
M: Super! I miss my single days, I used to do plenty of crazy things haha
When she said that, something in me clicked. It's true that I could be imagining things, it's true that it could just be a comment and I would get terrible consequences, it's true that I was a married woman and I was a work colleague who was half her age, it's true that it could simply be nice and avoid getting sick by approaching my house.
But it was also true that the dress she was wearing had gone up higher than halfway up her thighs, it was true that she looked at me every time we passed a traffic light and every crosswalk, it was true that the car windows were fogged up from the rain outside and the heat inside, it was true that I had caught myself looking at her chest several times and far from saying something, she smiled and bit her lip. So I played along.
Y: haha yeah? Living alone has its advantages, but don't get crazy what did you do?
M: haha haha haha all the things you can imagine and more on days like these when it's tempting to stay in a warm room
Listening to those phrases with the cadence and sweetness of her voice caused me tremendous erection. There was no going back.
Y: My room is warm
At that moment, we arrived at the door of my building. She stayed looking at me fixedly and said:
M: If my husband didn't have his time so measured, I would go up with you to check it... but today won't be. See you tomorrow at the office and let's talk
She didn't even let me respond and ate my mouth with a very hot kiss, her tongue searching for mine and with her hand on my neck pulling me towards her, I felt her breathing heavily and her perfume overwhelmed me. She lowered her hand, caressing my neck and chest, stopping at my penis that was already begging to come out of my pants.
M: mm this is what I like most about the ... Youth, we only had one kiss and I'm wondering how you are already.
With that mouth of yours, it's inevitable.
Ahahahaha and if you knew what else to do with this mouth. But no, get down, I have to get home soon.
Tomorrow shall we continue?
Ahahahah tomorrow we'll talk
I obeyed and got out of the car, she left me there and I entered my apartment. I had to dedicate a monumental masturbation to her, imagining myself filling her mouth with semen made me release gushes and gushes of semen.
I was relaxing a bit when she sent me a message.
Did you know that I never wear underwear to the office? I don't like how the elastic bands ruin dresses. I'll love seeing you tomorrow, don't write, I'll be home with my family. Tomorrow we'll see each other at the office, kisses.
I was restless all night, I couldn't wait to get there and talk to her to confirm the moment when I could screw her whole, it was sure that she would let me, she wanted and (confirming my suspicions) she was a total slut, I never knew how many had passed through those legs and that mouth, but this time it was my turn to take advantage of that hot and sexual body.
The morning arrived and I got there early. She arrived late (as always) and didn't even greet me. She sat down to work as if nothing was wrong and I followed her lead.
A few minutes later, a message arrives:
I'm heading towards the elevator, wait a minute or two and find me here
At that hour of the morning, the elevators weren't used at all, everyone had already entered and work between areas was solved through an announcement or email. There were still small bureaucratic stupidities that involved going to collect signatures here or there, but nothing more. Again, I obeyed and walked towards the elevators, pressed the button and when the door opened she was standing against it, looking at me with a hungry face. At this hour, usually empty. Without saying a word, we waited for the elevator to arrive and the doors to open. There were security cameras everywhere so leaving wasn't an option... but staying wasn't either, none of the elevators had security cameras. As if we had planned it, we waited for the door to close and then launched ourselves at each other, her tongue moving wildly again, her hands squeezing me desperately while I grabbed her by the belt and neck with my hands.
We knew we had little time and should be careful, but we were too excited, one of my hands dropped from her neck straight to those breasts that I had fantasized about, my other hand lifted her skirt. Instantly, I checked if what she said was true, she wasn't wearing underwear and I could feel how moist her vagina was, it was paradise, soaked like a teenager and hot, very hot, I started to masturbate her feeling her fluids sliding down my fingers and the inside of her thighs, Milena moaned while continuing to kiss me and her hand had already entered the zipper of my pants and was squeezing my penis. I felt the movement of her hand, with the heat of the situation having me on the verge of coming...
And then the elevator moved. Someone had called it from another floor!
I reacted and pressed the button for the floor immediately below the penthouse, that would give us a few seconds, to her to get ready and to me to go down so whoever ruined our fun wouldn't see us together.
It worked perfectly and no one saw us together at any moment.
A few minutes later we were back in our workstations. I was still very excited and let it be known:
Y: You had me on the verge of coming... it's not going to go down yet
M: Uffff, it's so tasty knowing that! I'm the same... but I was about to ask you to stop, I couldn't come in the elevator
Y: What? Why not? That was what I wanted most! Well, that and filling her hand with cum
M: Mmm don't say That makes me savor thinking about you giving me head... I'm telling you, you couldn't make me come because it's embarrassing for me jajaja. Say! Jajaja. M: Every time I get excited like this, I come a lot, it would have been impossible to hide it jajaja. If I was already getting excited, reading those words almost made me cum without even touching myself. I had three fantasies about to be fulfilled - an older woman - a married woman - a woman who would come a lot. The story continues. I'll write the rest and upload it depending on how people like this story.
My sexual life was between one and another girl around here, between the university, Tinder, bars I frequented, friends of my friends or, in short, anyone who was willing to fight. Never in the years I spent there did it cross my mind that Milena, my boss's secretary, would be the one to fulfill my fantasies.
Milena was (and still is, according to her photos the other day) a woman in every sense. At that time she would have been 45-48 years old but with a body of an infarct, 1.70, long and blonde hair (dyed), toned legs and a well-proportioned and firm butt. A mischievous face and breasts that, although fallen due to age and the fact of having three children, were still sufficient for all the company's employees to pass by looking at her cleavages.
From the day I met her, I thought it would be a delight to have such a woman in my bed receiving my penis intensely. However, the difference in age, the fact that she was married and since the first week I saw her flirting with my boss made me think it was impossible. I tried to ignore her presence as much as possible, so as not to come across like another pervert who came to work with sweets and other ridiculous things trying to make friends... But how difficult it was! Milena would arrive every day with a new dress, flowered dresses and very tight-fitting clothes that pushed up her breasts and left each curve of their legs, sutrasero and their waist. It was hell to see.
Additionally, her attitudes and movements were those of a slut in heat, her voice deterring and her way of walking like a cat getting permissions and schedules that no one else in the office got. You could tell that my stupid boss wanted her badly, I never confirmed if anything had happened between the two, but you can imagine what was going through my mind when I saw her standing up at her desk to take a few hours off at midday for: celebrate her husband's anniversary or take her daughter to dance classes
We got along well, as well as one can get along maintaining professionalism with a colleague from work... until a rainy afternoon.
In the middle of a meeting, in a conference room on the building's business floor, a message arrived:
-Milena: Hey, it started raining horribly! Are you coming by bike today? You're going to get soaked
-I: Ah yes, I just put it on, I didn't think the weather would turn out like this
-M: Yes, I saw you entering the parking lot this morning jeje, do you have time there? If you want, I can take you home
-Y: Ugh Mil, you'd be doing me a huge favor, it doesn't look like it's going to stop raining anytime soon. I'll be done in 10 minutes, will you wait for me?
-M: Don't worry about it, handsome, I'm happy to take you home, and besides, who knows if one day you might need me in an emergency jeje. But I'll wait for you at my car, if we go together people will imagine things jajaja
I couldn't believe what I was reading. For some reason, I felt like every word was loaded with the sensuality of her voice, even though it seemed like a normal proposal, really bringing all the dirty intentions I always imagined about her.
I finished the meeting and went down to the parking lot. A car made its lights and I walked towards it. Mile was sitting there with a smile and signaled for me to get in.
The exit and trip were very normal, I gave directions during the ride home and we talked about small things from... life, her relationship with her husband and her children, who are terribly jealous of her. She asked if I had a girlfriend, if I lived alone...
Y: Yes, I rent an apartment around here
M: Super! I miss my single days, I used to do plenty of crazy things haha
When she said that, something in me clicked. It's true that I could be imagining things, it's true that it could just be a comment and I would get terrible consequences, it's true that I was a married woman and I was a work colleague who was half her age, it's true that it could simply be nice and avoid getting sick by approaching my house.
But it was also true that the dress she was wearing had gone up higher than halfway up her thighs, it was true that she looked at me every time we passed a traffic light and every crosswalk, it was true that the car windows were fogged up from the rain outside and the heat inside, it was true that I had caught myself looking at her chest several times and far from saying something, she smiled and bit her lip. So I played along.
Y: haha yeah? Living alone has its advantages, but don't get crazy what did you do?
M: haha haha haha all the things you can imagine and more on days like these when it's tempting to stay in a warm room
Listening to those phrases with the cadence and sweetness of her voice caused me tremendous erection. There was no going back.
Y: My room is warm
At that moment, we arrived at the door of my building. She stayed looking at me fixedly and said:
M: If my husband didn't have his time so measured, I would go up with you to check it... but today won't be. See you tomorrow at the office and let's talk
She didn't even let me respond and ate my mouth with a very hot kiss, her tongue searching for mine and with her hand on my neck pulling me towards her, I felt her breathing heavily and her perfume overwhelmed me. She lowered her hand, caressing my neck and chest, stopping at my penis that was already begging to come out of my pants.
M: mm this is what I like most about the ... Youth, we only had one kiss and I'm wondering how you are already.
With that mouth of yours, it's inevitable.
Ahahahaha and if you knew what else to do with this mouth. But no, get down, I have to get home soon.
Tomorrow shall we continue?
Ahahahah tomorrow we'll talk
I obeyed and got out of the car, she left me there and I entered my apartment. I had to dedicate a monumental masturbation to her, imagining myself filling her mouth with semen made me release gushes and gushes of semen.
I was relaxing a bit when she sent me a message.
Did you know that I never wear underwear to the office? I don't like how the elastic bands ruin dresses. I'll love seeing you tomorrow, don't write, I'll be home with my family. Tomorrow we'll see each other at the office, kisses.
I was restless all night, I couldn't wait to get there and talk to her to confirm the moment when I could screw her whole, it was sure that she would let me, she wanted and (confirming my suspicions) she was a total slut, I never knew how many had passed through those legs and that mouth, but this time it was my turn to take advantage of that hot and sexual body.
The morning arrived and I got there early. She arrived late (as always) and didn't even greet me. She sat down to work as if nothing was wrong and I followed her lead.
A few minutes later, a message arrives:
I'm heading towards the elevator, wait a minute or two and find me here
At that hour of the morning, the elevators weren't used at all, everyone had already entered and work between areas was solved through an announcement or email. There were still small bureaucratic stupidities that involved going to collect signatures here or there, but nothing more. Again, I obeyed and walked towards the elevators, pressed the button and when the door opened she was standing against it, looking at me with a hungry face. At this hour, usually empty. Without saying a word, we waited for the elevator to arrive and the doors to open. There were security cameras everywhere so leaving wasn't an option... but staying wasn't either, none of the elevators had security cameras. As if we had planned it, we waited for the door to close and then launched ourselves at each other, her tongue moving wildly again, her hands squeezing me desperately while I grabbed her by the belt and neck with my hands.
We knew we had little time and should be careful, but we were too excited, one of my hands dropped from her neck straight to those breasts that I had fantasized about, my other hand lifted her skirt. Instantly, I checked if what she said was true, she wasn't wearing underwear and I could feel how moist her vagina was, it was paradise, soaked like a teenager and hot, very hot, I started to masturbate her feeling her fluids sliding down my fingers and the inside of her thighs, Milena moaned while continuing to kiss me and her hand had already entered the zipper of my pants and was squeezing my penis. I felt the movement of her hand, with the heat of the situation having me on the verge of coming...
And then the elevator moved. Someone had called it from another floor!
I reacted and pressed the button for the floor immediately below the penthouse, that would give us a few seconds, to her to get ready and to me to go down so whoever ruined our fun wouldn't see us together.
It worked perfectly and no one saw us together at any moment.
A few minutes later we were back in our workstations. I was still very excited and let it be known:
Y: You had me on the verge of coming... it's not going to go down yet
M: Uffff, it's so tasty knowing that! I'm the same... but I was about to ask you to stop, I couldn't come in the elevator
Y: What? Why not? That was what I wanted most! Well, that and filling her hand with cum
M: Mmm don't say That makes me savor thinking about you giving me head... I'm telling you, you couldn't make me come because it's embarrassing for me jajaja. Say! Jajaja. M: Every time I get excited like this, I come a lot, it would have been impossible to hide it jajaja. If I was already getting excited, reading those words almost made me cum without even touching myself. I had three fantasies about to be fulfilled - an older woman - a married woman - a woman who would come a lot. The story continues. I'll write the rest and upload it depending on how people like this story.
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