Llegó the Monday and finally I was going to start working with Miguel. For those who don't remember, the company was a field supplies one. From pesticides to machinery! The truth is that I was going to learn a lot and I got excited about the opportunity.
I went with a brown dress pant and a fine white shirt, nothing unusual. Maybe the only anomaly were all the buttons I had buttoned up on that shirt!
Magda received me and gave me some papers for a new proposal, told me to find a box near her office and avoid disturbing much.
In front of me was Lucas, taller than me, around 35 years old, an analyst in charge of purchases with two kids from his wife. He received me super well and briefly told me how the people were distributed. Not very attractive, but it was noticeable that he liked me because constantly sought contact or looked at me during moments of silence when I read.
I got flattered by that but really I was far from thinking him handsome or wanting to do something in a work environment.
Magda approached me during a moment of concentration and told me she had asked for a taxi, Miguel wasn't going to pass through the office and needed me to take some documents where he was.
She loaded me with an envelope and sent me off to that taxi without knowing the destination.
I arrived and it turned out to be a huge hotel chain in front of Retiro station.
When I announced myself at reception as they had told me, I went to the restaurant and three men fixed their gaze on me. One was Miguel, the other two quite older, almost 60 or 70 years old, both chubby and the oldest one almost bald already.
Miguel got up, greeted me very tenderly with a hug and a kiss, and introduced me.
Luis is Cecilia my assistant, Luis is our partner in agricultural machinery. And here's Juan Carlos, owner of X company. The older man approached and hugged me as an excuse, simply wanted to grope me, which he did. Respectfully greeted and I was leaving as if to return to the office. 'Wait for me, Ceci, stay here in the lobby for a bit, I'll be right back with you, it's just signing here'... Later he appeared, invited me a coffee and told me a little about the meeting. He laughed when I said 'it's the first time I see them doing business like in movies'. Already it was almost time for my first day and Miguel asked me... 'Ceci, do you know that I shouldn't have to ask this because now I'm your direct boss in truth. But I can't help but ask if you're still willing to count on you for relaxing massages. Your answer, stay calm, it won't affect anything in the job proposal or our relationship'... Really I got very nervous at that moment. I had always been afraid when he contacted me again and it was happening. Sincerely, he doesn't seem like an ugly man to me, actually he was very well taken care of and his perfume was a weakness of mine. However, he was married, my boss, and it was an involuntary relationship but one that had developed due to circumstances. My head went blank, obviously I took too long to respond because Miguel spoke up again... 'Calm down, Ceci, I know I overstepped, it's just that I really could relax and enjoy myself with you. Sorry and pretend nothing happened'...'No Migue' I interrupted. 'It's okay, if the truth is that I also enjoyed myself a lot and I'm still here'... He smiled and didn't respond, looked at me without believing my response. 'If it seems right to you, let's go up to a room' I launched without any remorse. I knew what I was doing, the idea excited me and I couldn't contain myself. I would never regret that moment because it probably opened doors for me that I would have never had. He left me alone for a second and went to the reception. He came back with a key and we went to a hotel room... I took off all my clothes in the bathroom and put on a robe I found there... I came out to see him and he was already completely naked, waiting for me with his cock
pumped up. I got down on my knees in front of my boss and started to suck him off while letting saliva drips fall onto his cock. My movements were smooth and accompanied his relaxation. I never rushed, knowing that my goal there was to give him a well-deserved break. It wasn't like I was a slut, it was like doing crosswords. He had his eyes closed and was reclining as I kept touching him. I massaged his legs and stomach, softly running my nails over his body and giving him some kisses on his pubic area but without touching his cock with my mouth. Only my hands were playing with it.
His moans and perfume made me wet. But that moment was for him, not for me. I contained my urge to masturbate in front of him because I didn't want to take the spotlight away from him.
My fingers ran over his shaft and played with his balls. My palm was responsible for rubbing the tip of his cock and letting saliva drip between his glans. I tried to leave his cock soaked, I wanted my movements to be smooth and perfect for him.
I saw him looking at me, with a silly smile drawn on his face and I caught it. He looked content while I played with his cock between my hands.
The only massage in that room was for his balls. But his little face told me he was relaxed and had forgotten about the world.
He didn't take his eyes off me and neither did I, as good lady. The long minutes I spent running my hand over his cock from top to bottom, his eyes were fixed on mine.
Suddenly, he reacted. He started moving without control and exhaling with force. It was time for both of us.
I felt the tension in his hard cock and the cum shots started coming out without any control.
My boss had a lot of pent-up heat and several thick lines painted my chest almost as much as they did his.
My hand was now a feast. I kept sucking him off to get every last drop out of him. I didn't care if he wriggled around. I tried. He was enjoying that pleasant torture. I made sure nothing else would come out of that bright head. My right hand had completed its task, my left hand accompanied almost with envy to join the screwing it had left. I smiled tenderly at his cum shot in the air after such a discharge. Some praise were mine, my jacket was more open than when I started and showed a large part of my chest with white patches from his cum. My pussy was throbbing with heat from seeing my boss, that almost 50-year-old man who again had me in the same situation. He approached to help me clean up, leaving evidence of his chest behind for later. I saw those white droplets falling on his belly and leg and resisted starting something I wouldn't be able to finish. Thanks Ceci were his last words as he left me cleaned with a towel and on my knees on the floor of that hotel room. I heard the shower and proceeded to change. I went back home alone, didn't wait for him, couldn't, nor did I want to. I locked myself in my room to masturbate and didn't tell anyone about this until today.
I went with a brown dress pant and a fine white shirt, nothing unusual. Maybe the only anomaly were all the buttons I had buttoned up on that shirt!
Magda received me and gave me some papers for a new proposal, told me to find a box near her office and avoid disturbing much.
In front of me was Lucas, taller than me, around 35 years old, an analyst in charge of purchases with two kids from his wife. He received me super well and briefly told me how the people were distributed. Not very attractive, but it was noticeable that he liked me because constantly sought contact or looked at me during moments of silence when I read.
I got flattered by that but really I was far from thinking him handsome or wanting to do something in a work environment.
Magda approached me during a moment of concentration and told me she had asked for a taxi, Miguel wasn't going to pass through the office and needed me to take some documents where he was.
She loaded me with an envelope and sent me off to that taxi without knowing the destination.
I arrived and it turned out to be a huge hotel chain in front of Retiro station.
When I announced myself at reception as they had told me, I went to the restaurant and three men fixed their gaze on me. One was Miguel, the other two quite older, almost 60 or 70 years old, both chubby and the oldest one almost bald already.
Miguel got up, greeted me very tenderly with a hug and a kiss, and introduced me.
Luis is Cecilia my assistant, Luis is our partner in agricultural machinery. And here's Juan Carlos, owner of X company. The older man approached and hugged me as an excuse, simply wanted to grope me, which he did. Respectfully greeted and I was leaving as if to return to the office. 'Wait for me, Ceci, stay here in the lobby for a bit, I'll be right back with you, it's just signing here'... Later he appeared, invited me a coffee and told me a little about the meeting. He laughed when I said 'it's the first time I see them doing business like in movies'. Already it was almost time for my first day and Miguel asked me... 'Ceci, do you know that I shouldn't have to ask this because now I'm your direct boss in truth. But I can't help but ask if you're still willing to count on you for relaxing massages. Your answer, stay calm, it won't affect anything in the job proposal or our relationship'... Really I got very nervous at that moment. I had always been afraid when he contacted me again and it was happening. Sincerely, he doesn't seem like an ugly man to me, actually he was very well taken care of and his perfume was a weakness of mine. However, he was married, my boss, and it was an involuntary relationship but one that had developed due to circumstances. My head went blank, obviously I took too long to respond because Miguel spoke up again... 'Calm down, Ceci, I know I overstepped, it's just that I really could relax and enjoy myself with you. Sorry and pretend nothing happened'...'No Migue' I interrupted. 'It's okay, if the truth is that I also enjoyed myself a lot and I'm still here'... He smiled and didn't respond, looked at me without believing my response. 'If it seems right to you, let's go up to a room' I launched without any remorse. I knew what I was doing, the idea excited me and I couldn't contain myself. I would never regret that moment because it probably opened doors for me that I would have never had. He left me alone for a second and went to the reception. He came back with a key and we went to a hotel room... I took off all my clothes in the bathroom and put on a robe I found there... I came out to see him and he was already completely naked, waiting for me with his cock
pumped up. I got down on my knees in front of my boss and started to suck him off while letting saliva drips fall onto his cock. My movements were smooth and accompanied his relaxation. I never rushed, knowing that my goal there was to give him a well-deserved break. It wasn't like I was a slut, it was like doing crosswords. He had his eyes closed and was reclining as I kept touching him. I massaged his legs and stomach, softly running my nails over his body and giving him some kisses on his pubic area but without touching his cock with my mouth. Only my hands were playing with it.
His moans and perfume made me wet. But that moment was for him, not for me. I contained my urge to masturbate in front of him because I didn't want to take the spotlight away from him.
My fingers ran over his shaft and played with his balls. My palm was responsible for rubbing the tip of his cock and letting saliva drip between his glans. I tried to leave his cock soaked, I wanted my movements to be smooth and perfect for him.
I saw him looking at me, with a silly smile drawn on his face and I caught it. He looked content while I played with his cock between my hands.
The only massage in that room was for his balls. But his little face told me he was relaxed and had forgotten about the world.
He didn't take his eyes off me and neither did I, as good lady. The long minutes I spent running my hand over his cock from top to bottom, his eyes were fixed on mine.
Suddenly, he reacted. He started moving without control and exhaling with force. It was time for both of us.
I felt the tension in his hard cock and the cum shots started coming out without any control.
My boss had a lot of pent-up heat and several thick lines painted my chest almost as much as they did his.
My hand was now a feast. I kept sucking him off to get every last drop out of him. I didn't care if he wriggled around. I tried. He was enjoying that pleasant torture. I made sure nothing else would come out of that bright head. My right hand had completed its task, my left hand accompanied almost with envy to join the screwing it had left. I smiled tenderly at his cum shot in the air after such a discharge. Some praise were mine, my jacket was more open than when I started and showed a large part of my chest with white patches from his cum. My pussy was throbbing with heat from seeing my boss, that almost 50-year-old man who again had me in the same situation. He approached to help me clean up, leaving evidence of his chest behind for later. I saw those white droplets falling on his belly and leg and resisted starting something I wouldn't be able to finish. Thanks Ceci were his last words as he left me cleaned with a towel and on my knees on the floor of that hotel room. I heard the shower and proceeded to change. I went back home alone, didn't wait for him, couldn't, nor did I want to. I locked myself in my room to masturbate and didn't tell anyone about this until today.
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