Introduction: My wife Sofia and I met at the same company, she was 26 years old and I almost 30, like every love story, we fell deeply in love and decided to get married without revealing our secret at work, since many places didn't allow relationships within the company. Sofia was very beautiful, her anatomically curvy body made her stand out everywhere, but our trust and love allowed me to think she would always be mine, despite what people who knew us said, she was too much for me.
My wife Sofia and I met at the same company, I had been working there for a few years before she appeared in my life, let's just say she was simply beautiful, the kind of woman who looked good in anything, whether it was a fitted dress or a skirt that fell to her ankles, she always drew attention from those around her, her beauty was natural.
When she arrived at the office nobody could help but look at her and it wasn't for nothing, in our company all women wore obligatory suits consisting of a white blouse, short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and closed-toe high heels with a needle heel.
The first time I saw her arrive she looked like a magazine model, her black luscious hair reached almost to her waist, owner of eyes the color of honey and lips that were beautifully rosy, really exquisite, even for imagining the greatest perversities with them.
I remember her fitted blouse seemed to be struggling to hide her breasts of good size and surely of delicious skin. She had a waistline of an infarct and legs that were toned, which when she wore those stockings that ended in a well-formed butt that gave the impression that the seams were making their maximum effort to mold themselves to these curves, in short, she was really a doll.
By chance she ended up on the same floor as me, and although she belonged to sales, and I was advertising, our places were close, and little by little we had an approach that allowed us to get to know each other better, and I realized that his character far from being hard, was rather submissive and innocent, which often caused problems with some people. It didn't mean that anyone could see her as silly, but for those with a lot of security they managed to get a good benefit out of her.
In fact, it was very common for our bolder colleagues to take advantage of any excuse to get something out of her, asking her for favors as simple as asking her to reach some book, folder or material from high places just to try and see under her short skirt. But I'm saying this didn't go beyond that, instead in the other case, the one with men who had presence and strong character took me a while to discover it, they managed to surpass those limits with just a glance and double-edged words, if not also getting her into a submissive and passive state.
An example of these was Genaro, our floor manager, who shared his department with mine. That old man, half-bald and with a lip that could win anyone over, always looked for Sofia's presence for any activity, usually calling her to his office under the pretext of asking for help to organize files, papers, and things a secretary would do, although he could have done it himself. It was precisely those men like our manager who gave me bad skin and caused distrust and jealousy in me, but I knew she only had eyes for me and no matter what, nothing would go beyond simple flirting.
As for me, I never held back with her, I knew I wasn't a gallant but I could offer her my support and a lot of security, so little by little I became her trusted friend. After all, feeling surrounded by many men who only wanted to make advances on her, I supposed she found something different in me and without realizing it we started falling in love.
The wedding was a our dream come true invites our close friends, some family members and only two work colleagues who knew our secret, Juan and Rodrigo, although they worked on different floors, and despite the glances they always threw at Sofía, we managed to gain their trust. That night we had our first intimate encounter, she looked beautiful in that white lingerie I had chosen for her, while approaching me in that dimly lit room of our new home, note her agitated breathing and flushed cheeks from her excitement and a little sadness. Although it was a night I will never forget, my lack of control over my fluids made it short-lived and I couldn't continue that night. The truth was so perfect and the touch of my hands on her scented skin only hastened my arrival, she didn't protest, as her lack of experience led her to think everything that happened was normal, however I couldn't help but excuse myself for my lack of manhood, blaming her for such exquisite lingerie and her beautiful body, to which she simply replied - Do you really like me? - I limited myself to nodding my head to hear her finish - My uncle Benito chose it for me, I accompanied him to buy it, although we went through many stores, it wasn't until I tried this one that he gave his approval - I was startled a little but stopped to think that that guy was the person closest to her like a father she never had, so I felt grateful for the help he brought to Sofi. After that night of weddings I became the first man she had known and our relationship improved greatly, in terms of sex we did it two or three times a week although my premature ejaculation problem and short member didn't help much and she with her sensuality didn't help much. Always according to what she tells me since childhood she liked wearing the best clothes to feel sexy, and every time we had intimacy she would try to wear a nice set of lingerie mid-thigh-high stockings that are totally seductive, besides always being shaved because it was something she liked very much, feeling good, feeling desired and visiting the best stores for her jewelry, and I who would be more than happy to have a woman so dedicated to looking good, if at the end of the night I slept with the most beautiful woman of all. At work everything continued as always, we remained like friends before the gaze of all the gentlemen who wanted to court her or take advantage of her, and I unfortunately could only limit myself to looking. Without counting Juan and Rodrigo for the entire company, I was just the lucky friend of a beautiful woman. Well, the real situation that I am living today began on an occasion when we attended a company course where I suffered like never before, but also discovered a sea of new sensations that I had never experienced. As my wife put it, no matter what she wore, she would always look attractive and in that occasion it was not for less. Her short and fitted dress, dark green only made those perfect curves stand out to the eyes of every spectator, her black high-heeled ankle boots, made her posture and walking style only manage to attract more glances. Unfortunately, our seats were located in the middle of the entire hall that seemed like a movie theater. The shape of the seats was like a recliner with a low back and very low, which caused her short dress to rise a few centimeters when she sat down, leaving her beautiful legs uncovered for everyone around to see, who took advantage of any excuse to look at her or take pictures of her, some without trying to go unnoticed. Although I always liked showing her off, or at least sometimes, on that occasion I really felt very uncomfortable and just wanted to leave that place, however the gazes of our seatmates towards her began to excite me, knowing that Sofia was being observed every moment and above all desired by All of them, managed to make me start creating a bulge in my pants. After finishing the sessions, my wife had to pass between all the gentlemen who were waiting in our row, not leaving until we passed, with Sofi's ass passing over their pants instead of moving aside a bit, leaving the hallway very narrow. When I headed to the bathroom, I heard some of Sofi's colleagues talking - They saw that butt, Sofí is better than ever today, if it weren't for being full, I swear I would take her and make her mine.- Marco, one of her sales colleagues who sat next to her, said - If she's falling apart like this, that ass doesn't deserve to be owned by just one man, it deserves to be shared by several.- Alfonso said as they left the bathroom. Their comments only provoked a wave of thoughts where Sofi and they starred in a really good porn movie. I decided to focus and go back to myself to come back with her and wait for the day to end.
The next day, Friday, Sofia and I were in a hurry to get to work, she was getting ready in her new company uniform, which had changed from navy blue to Oxford gray. I noticed she was wearing black lace lingerie and just looking at her made me feel like the luckiest man in the world, that black thong couldn't cover that enormous ass of hers, her buttocks were squeezing that fabric between them. She bent down to take off the new skirt while starting to slowly lift it up, I observed as she struggled a bit, trying to get it up to her waist, but it wasn't until I fastened it that I realized it was too short, even shorter than the previous ones, and this one fit her figure like a latex glove and that enormous infernal ass. I approached her before I could say anything, and she turned around and said - Do I look bad? - I didn't know what to respond - No, no... you look beautiful, only that skirt seems to be a different size - I said. -If it looks like that, but it's mine, the bag had my name and Genaro himself gave it to me personally - she replied - so it must be the correct one-. Genaro? Our boss? My thoughts were racing at a thousand miles an hour because our boss had given it to her personally, I limited myself to thinking that it would be a very stifling day where everyone's attention would be on her. I saw the clock and couldn't insist she change the skirt, arriving early was part of the strategy so no one would notice our relationship. So I just told her how great she looked and to hurry up and change. She only nodded and sat down to finish getting dressed, then I realized that something important was still missing, what completed her beautiful outfit and figure. If her figure in that uniform was already sexy, what was left elevated it even more, her black stockings with delicate lace for this uniform, which fit her beautiful legs showing off her well-worked thighs and calves, these slid down to mid-calf just where the skirt began, I felt my member rising at seeing her curvaceous contour and realizing that her skirt didn't cover her stocking enlace not even when she was standing, let alone sitting, it sent shivers down my spine thinking about it and what could happen at work. From the house to the office quickly, I saw how every man who passed looked at her with lust where her legs were the center of attention for all. That visible lace coming out of that infernal skirt and that huge butt was attracting everyone's gaze. Our neighbor, a tall and thin man, didn't take his eyes off her ass for a single moment, I swear he even blinked when Sofia blushed. The trip to work was in complete silence, my mind racing about what would happen that day and my eyes fixed on the skin between her enlace and skirt, while She slid her hand over her own to stretch it each time she could. Our routine was always the same, I would park on streets before the company in a market and she would walk to the office for me to arrive later. This time I didn't want it to be like that but there was no other option. She got off and as soon as she stepped onto the sidewalk, all the people working at the vegetable stands started saying nasty things to her. That skirt only made me imagine many things, since many men prefer a woman dressed sexy rather than completely naked because imagination runs wild. I lost sight of her while parking, I couldn't hide my member that was rising in my pants thinking about the path I would have to take to get to her cubicle. When I arrived, I realized she wasn't at her place and although we're on the same floor, our workstations are far apart. Discreetly, I asked a colleague who just told me that as soon as she had arrived, our boss had called her to his office. That old degenerate always looked for ways to get my woman and I was sure he hadn't wasted any time taking advantage of her, I thought. My jealousy couldn't do anything about this situation, it had been almost half a day and Sofia was still locked in that office, I couldn't take it anymore and took a folder to hide my erection and headed to the floor where her office was located, noticed there was nothing near the door and tried to listen but the doors were thick special ones so no noise would escape. As I could, I searched for any small gap that the blinds allowed me to see into that office where my wife had been at least 3 hours. My search paid off and I could see my wife on a staircase, taking books that that morbid old man was asking her for, I could see they were moving accounting books from shelf to shelf, at least that's what I could infer. I couldn't take it anymore with my erection since the very tight and short skirt had ridden up visible were her legs and the bra's cups, while the old fat guy was behind her enjoying my wife's huge ass, I noticed that her purse wasn't there either and she looked flushed, I suppose our boss had turned off the air conditioning to force my wife to show her bust by forcing the blouse buttons. I couldn't take it anymore, the vision of my wife showing her body in that position to her boss caused me too much excitement. I knew she was nervous and maybe a little excited too, maybe because of the old guy's gazes, but her cheeks were flushed, those cheeks that drive me crazy when we're making love for their red color that they take on demonstrating her warmth and shyness. I returned to my cubicle and tried to concentrate, although I couldn't, the minutes passed and just before lunch she came back quite flushed and trying to adjust her skirt because she saw it was still a bit higher than normal. She approached me and said - we're going, I want to leave here- I nodded and took my things to go, but just as we were about to leave the floor our boss stopped us. He arrived with an enormous smile, he seemed more than taken by my wife's outfit. Sofia looked at me discreetly as if trying to tell me something I couldn't understand. Genero put his hand on her waist and told her to come with him, saying that he always ate alone in a nearby place and that it would surely be a pleasure, this as a thank you for all the help she received that morning. My wife just limited herself to saying that she had agreed to invite me to lunch because I had invited her the day before, to which I responded without further ado - This is fine, we'll go together this time, I don't want to go alone just to have your pleasant company Sofí, besides I want to get to know more about these beautiful...- looking at my wife's enormous ass- people with whom I convive daily, right memo?- Addressing her driver who had just arrived at that moment for Tell her that her car was in the parking lot. So we had no choice but to accompany him to eat and we headed to the parking lot all on the elevator of the building. Where she stood in front and they behind her, surely to continue enjoying the view she was giving them. We arrived at the Suburban and just as they were removing the door locks, Genero approached me quietly and asked me to accompany the driver up front so that when we got to the restaurant I could get out and look for a place to park, since it's a very crowded place and didn't give me time to respond before opening the high Suburban door, preventing me from helping Sofia get in. I hastened to climb in and looked back at the rearview mirror to see how that pair of buttocks wrapped in gray fabric was trying to burst out of the car and my boss behind her holding onto her waist with his eyes almost popping out, I could only imagine the perfect view my wife was giving him - that old green ass with those lovely buttocks, legs with stockings on the thigh and as I mentioned earlier, their underwear sets are always the sexiest, full of lace and transparency, and small though they may be, never quite cover those enormous buttocks squeezing between them. Swallowed saliva and prepared to lose my gaze in the road. While we were heading towards the restaurant, I could only hear Genero's laughter and a timid giggle from my wife that sounded uncomfortable. I tried to lower the rearview mirror trying to see behind but it was impossible, as I turned around trying to ask a question and saw how the boss's left hand, who was on her right side, was resting in the enlace of her right leg while showing him a video on his cell phone, note that she had red cheeks and her skirt was very high showing the black thong triangle. Not even they noticed me looking. I moved the mirror to see a little more and managed to adjust it so I could only see their faces, noticed that he was telling her things in his ear and she was just looking down, surely that hand was still there touching that delicate skin that only I knew at this moment.
When we arrived at the restaurant, I quickly got out to find a seat and while the car was adjusting, I walked up to the back door to open it for the boss. He immediately took off the lock and tire from her, just to see Genaro quickly remove his hands from my wife's legs and have her pull down her skirt. My boss laughed and quickly went down to help Sofia get out of the car and extend her hand to her. We walked towards the place and when we entered, everyone was looking at my wife who was without a jacket and in uniform, stealing glances, her white blouse semi-transparent, tight on her body, showing off her small waist.
We directed ourselves to a special-looking table, separated from the others, similar to a circular piece of furniture where he let Sofí go first and then sat down himself, leaving me to sit practically facing her. Note my wife's lost gaze and that sparkle in her eyes and on her cheeks, very similar to when she starts to feel pleasure.
I couldn't see anything beyond her breasts because the table was high, but something was happening beneath her. From before ordering, I noticed that none of their hands were resting on the table, which only made my mind fly away.
When the waiter came to put down the plates that the boss had ordered for each of us quickly, she raised her hands to take the glass of water that the waiter offered her and I thought I saw her let out a slight sigh at the same time, noticed her more agitated breathing and very distracted, seemed excited, and her gaze didn't cross with mine.
The boss just ate with one hand and was very close to her.
My mind was racing at a thousand miles an hour and my excitement began to rise.
It was obvious that something was happening beneath and her legs were undoubtedly the center of it all.
Sofía in change was eating slowly, and biting his lower lip every now and then, just as he clenched his right fist. While Genero smiled and his forehead sweated. From one moment to the next, he asked me to please bring him the truck's briefcase from where Memo, his driver, had left it, since he had forgotten it, and then my wife looked at me for the first time during the entire meal as I stood up and turned around to go get the briefcase.
I hastened my steps to his truck and when I asked Memo, he told me that the boss always went with her everywhere. So I realized that he only wanted me to leave so they could be alone. I turned and ran back as quickly as possible, and when I returned, I saw my boss bending down after having crouched to take something while she was just looking around in all directions.
I felt strange, my member still erect as never before, and I approached the table slowly to cough before getting to what the two of them suddenly jumped up surprised. My wife quickly adjusted her skirt and stood up rapidly, saying she had to go to the bathroom and asking us to excuse her.
My boss quickly put something black into his pocket and looked at me hotly - Ah, Sofia is a bombshell, lucky is he who steals her heart or those... - my mind was suspended on that word those but before I could ask anything else, he continued - Hey, don't you mind if you're her friend, do you know if she has any romantic interest or if she's dating someone? The truth is, if I weren't her employee and didn't have so much willpower one day I would swear that instead of coming here I would take her to a motel and give it to that beautiful ass of hers - To which I replied - No.
Before he could say anything else, she returned while stretching her skirt as far as possible and passing her enormous ass over the small space Genero offered her to pass and sit down again. Immediately, he lost his left arm, which was giving towards her under the table, surely that lost hand wasn't so... loss if not in those curved thighs of my wife. However, I thought it was that black thing she had hidden and it was just when the waiter arrived with the bill that I remembered the vision of her in the morning while she was changing, that everything was, she wore black lace lingerie, was what I saw her thong? Was my wife sitting next to that miserable man who wouldn't take his hand off her without her intimate garment. I couldn't help but feel my penis start to release pre-seminal liquid, the situation instead of bothering me excited me, maybe a little of both.
The waiter quickly took the card to pay the bill and without taking his eyes off my wife's breast, he thanked us. We stopped at the parking lot and I observed that Sofi had her attention on her short skirt, stretching it and trying to go behind me, especially on the stairs.
When we arrived at the truck, the same scene repeated when we left the building where we work. But this time I could see my boss putting his hand on the right shoulder of my wife to help her get in.
The whole way I felt the truck moving a bit, especially on the high parts and once I felt a kick on my seat. In the rearview mirror I didn't see my boss's head, just a little less than half of my wife's face, where her right eye looked excited and tearful.
We arrived at the building and my boss asked me to go ahead since he had left his office open with some very important papers on his desk. The truth was a pretty lame excuse but I had to do it. While the truck turned around to park in the exclusive spot for bosses and managers.
I got off at the elevator on the 20th floor where his office was and when I arrived to look for the papers, I found my image on his computer, which stupidly forgot that his office like many others had surveillance cameras. I knew I had 10 minutes before my other colleagues arrived and although
Thus I was there by orders of the boss and the boss would surely take his time to arrive – despite the pang I felt thinking he would be late because I was busy with my wife. And although I was eager to go down, my mind told me to look for what had happened moments before in that office on video, so I sat in his chair and turned the monitor back to the moment when she entered her office, put on some headphones that were there and hit play. Genaro - Sofia, it's a wonder you're here looking as beautiful as always, I need your help as always- Sofía - If the boss needs something, how can I help (while adjusting her skirt). Genaro - Nothing small, I just need to move some files, I'm getting old and my secretary is waiting for important calls, so I need help from someone else. - I sped up the tape and could see what was starting again, observed as Sofia climbed the stairs, brought down books, bent down, moved around here and there, in short all the movement that made my boss enjoy that beautiful body, I could see her taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her blouse in front of him who wasn't taking his lustful gaze away from her. Advance the recording until I suddenly stopped it and put it on play again, she was trying to get down the stairs when he put his hand on the right cheek of hers, helping her down, but she turned and pushed him away, but he kept putting it back and didn't stop there, so he also put his hand on her waist, squeezing it as if trying to imagine that smooth skin underneath that tight blouse. She took off and went to her desk for a brooch of files, trying to get away from him, but Genaro just followed her and had her sit back down at the desk. Genaro - Let's not be silly, you know you bring half the company with you dead because of you, I don't like it when it's easy or maybe if but today you look more beautiful than normal, and that skirt I myself asked them to make for you doesn't do anything that I can warm up every man, I can offer you things that no one else can if you accept something with me. Sofia - No, no I can't please let me leave it's wrong.- Genre- I won't give up until that beautiful ass is mine. So put the condition. - he said while placing his hands on her buttocks and slowly lifting her skirt. She remained motionless as he started to rub her buttocks, inserting his fingers between the tiny lace underwear trying to feel that path between each buttock where I always placed my cock before putting it in to feel those two buttocks squeezing my member and oh how they squeezed. Note that she was trying to push but it was impossible for her, one of the cameras focused on the desk which left me seeing what her hands were doing on her backside, slowly one of his fingers under her intimate clothing placed itself in her forbidden hole that never gave me before, only when feeling the touch of that man, Sofia let out a moan and pushed with such force that she managed to free herself just to run out of the room. Genaro just smiled and turned around to see those enormous buttocks leaving his office and in a low voice said - So you like it for the bum, what I kept for you, you have to be mine. I couldn't believe how quickly I could rewind the video as it was and left the office to get to the cubicles but before turning into my entrance in the hallway that leads to the bathrooms I ran into my wife, she seemed to have just come out of the bathroom and her lip gloss looked new. - Thanks for accompanying me, no doubt you enjoyed your great... company,- I heard, I hadn't noticed my boss behind her, -I hope it happens again soon, Sofia, and that you didn't find the help I offered this morning too much trouble.- he smiled and left. Sofia diverted her gaze and Genaro walked away to his office, in my excitement I took advantage of the distraction while saying we had to returning to the cubbies to take her face and plant a passionate kiss on her, she was surprised and instinctively quickly removed my mouth from hers. I felt a strange taste in her mouth, assuming it was from the drinks and food we had taken, I saw that her face reflected sadness and limited herself to saying let's go as she walked away from me towards her desk, I saw how she didn't remove her bag from her legs, as if trying to cover herself from those gazes that had followed her all morning. Her skirt was very short, yes, but despite that, I had never paid so much attention to covering herself before, that mystery kept my mind distracted all afternoon.
At the time of departure, I left with her and saw how my boss peeked out from his office window, looking at her ass while talking to a friend of hers who was the head of the floor above.
We walked together through the market and saw how all the vegetable vendors already knew our route were looking at us with more desires, as she stretched her skirt as far as possible.
When we got into the car, she hurriedly got in and put her bag on her legs again, I limited myself to staying there and observing as much as I could throughout the trip. I was so excited that I wanted to get everything over with in bed.
I got out of the car and she also avoided letting me see how she got out, we entered the house together and ran into the room, and she rushed into the bathroom upstairs. I followed her up to the second floor of our house just to see her close the bathroom door. I waited impatiently for her to come out, my head was spinning, I couldn't get the idea out of my head that she had tried something with me, besides that strange piece of cloth in her hands at the restaurant, in my interior I knew it was Sofi's underwear, a piece that covered her most delicate treasures, although my heart wished it wasn't.
I heard the lock on the door open and tried to pretend normality, she was surprised to see me so close to the bathroom door with some color in my face. Are you going through? She asked, I didn't respond and took a step back. In front of her and I kissed her, she responded, although I felt like she really didn't want to, my hands landed on her waist, my member stood up inside the pants, I moved my tongue inside her mouth trying to feel her taste, my right hand slid down until the start of her light, I wanted to go from there to her yummy buttocks, discover what I had imagined so much, the lack of that delicate garment.
I slowly went up, with the warmth of my face knowing what awaited me, felt her agitated breathing and her chest pressing against mine, a button on her blouse came undone due to how tense it was from the rise and fall of her exhalation, my hand rose feeling that delicious skin and the firmness of the start of her buttocks, and suddenly I was there... my hands felt that piece of fabric trying to hold onto that enormous and firm butt, kept kissing her, confused, my hands were saying one thing but my mind another, I was sure she had left without underwear from the restaurant, would it be all part of my imagination and heat?
Our lips parted, my hands rose again to her waist, her face reflected heat, her rosy cheeks and her gaze into mine trying to tell me something I didn't understand. I was dying of jealousy, rage, heat, suddenly I found myself wishing it had been real, finding her without underwear, discovering that Genaro had a moment with her.
I raised my hands to her shoulders and guided her practically forcing her to kneel in front of me, and in a quick movement before she could say anything, I pulled out my member that was shining due to the lubrication it had suffered all this time due to the excitement I had.
Sofia opened her mouth surprised, looked at me and said What are you doing? and as soon as she finished asking, I pushed my cock into her small and delicate mouth, feeling her soft tongue on the lower part of my penis. I couldn't take it anymore so soon between I released the first load of semen in her mouth, and I sustained my gaze while she finished. As soon as she was done, she pushed me away and got up, I thought she would be angry, but instead she went under her face and retreated to her closet to look for clothes to change into. I remained motionless for a moment watching her take out clothes until she started undressing, the light was still off but visibility remained possible due to the hallway light and the one coming in through the windows. I watched as she slowly finished unbuttoning her blouse and her enormous breasts appeared almost grateful to be released from that prison, her black lace bra only highlighting her impressive front. Delicately I slid my hands around her waist searching for the brooch of her skirt only to release it and let the garment stay held up by how tight it was. From behind me, she placed her hands on the start of her skirt at her waist and began to lower it delicately bending down, showing little by little that enormous ass I had, my eyes were fixed on the lost moment for its eroticism, she still wore her high heels and stockings, she was perfect from all sides, but suddenly I realized... her panties... were dark blue, I remained stunned, fell sitting on the edge of the bed, what had happened? I wasn't crazy that morning while she was changing into a new set of lingerie which was black. End of Chapter 1.
My wife Sofia and I met at the same company, I had been working there for a few years before she appeared in my life, let's just say she was simply beautiful, the kind of woman who looked good in anything, whether it was a fitted dress or a skirt that fell to her ankles, she always drew attention from those around her, her beauty was natural.
When she arrived at the office nobody could help but look at her and it wasn't for nothing, in our company all women wore obligatory suits consisting of a white blouse, short skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and closed-toe high heels with a needle heel.
The first time I saw her arrive she looked like a magazine model, her black luscious hair reached almost to her waist, owner of eyes the color of honey and lips that were beautifully rosy, really exquisite, even for imagining the greatest perversities with them.
I remember her fitted blouse seemed to be struggling to hide her breasts of good size and surely of delicious skin. She had a waistline of an infarct and legs that were toned, which when she wore those stockings that ended in a well-formed butt that gave the impression that the seams were making their maximum effort to mold themselves to these curves, in short, she was really a doll.
By chance she ended up on the same floor as me, and although she belonged to sales, and I was advertising, our places were close, and little by little we had an approach that allowed us to get to know each other better, and I realized that his character far from being hard, was rather submissive and innocent, which often caused problems with some people. It didn't mean that anyone could see her as silly, but for those with a lot of security they managed to get a good benefit out of her.
In fact, it was very common for our bolder colleagues to take advantage of any excuse to get something out of her, asking her for favors as simple as asking her to reach some book, folder or material from high places just to try and see under her short skirt. But I'm saying this didn't go beyond that, instead in the other case, the one with men who had presence and strong character took me a while to discover it, they managed to surpass those limits with just a glance and double-edged words, if not also getting her into a submissive and passive state.
An example of these was Genaro, our floor manager, who shared his department with mine. That old man, half-bald and with a lip that could win anyone over, always looked for Sofia's presence for any activity, usually calling her to his office under the pretext of asking for help to organize files, papers, and things a secretary would do, although he could have done it himself. It was precisely those men like our manager who gave me bad skin and caused distrust and jealousy in me, but I knew she only had eyes for me and no matter what, nothing would go beyond simple flirting.
As for me, I never held back with her, I knew I wasn't a gallant but I could offer her my support and a lot of security, so little by little I became her trusted friend. After all, feeling surrounded by many men who only wanted to make advances on her, I supposed she found something different in me and without realizing it we started falling in love.
The wedding was a our dream come true invites our close friends, some family members and only two work colleagues who knew our secret, Juan and Rodrigo, although they worked on different floors, and despite the glances they always threw at Sofía, we managed to gain their trust. That night we had our first intimate encounter, she looked beautiful in that white lingerie I had chosen for her, while approaching me in that dimly lit room of our new home, note her agitated breathing and flushed cheeks from her excitement and a little sadness. Although it was a night I will never forget, my lack of control over my fluids made it short-lived and I couldn't continue that night. The truth was so perfect and the touch of my hands on her scented skin only hastened my arrival, she didn't protest, as her lack of experience led her to think everything that happened was normal, however I couldn't help but excuse myself for my lack of manhood, blaming her for such exquisite lingerie and her beautiful body, to which she simply replied - Do you really like me? - I limited myself to nodding my head to hear her finish - My uncle Benito chose it for me, I accompanied him to buy it, although we went through many stores, it wasn't until I tried this one that he gave his approval - I was startled a little but stopped to think that that guy was the person closest to her like a father she never had, so I felt grateful for the help he brought to Sofi. After that night of weddings I became the first man she had known and our relationship improved greatly, in terms of sex we did it two or three times a week although my premature ejaculation problem and short member didn't help much and she with her sensuality didn't help much. Always according to what she tells me since childhood she liked wearing the best clothes to feel sexy, and every time we had intimacy she would try to wear a nice set of lingerie mid-thigh-high stockings that are totally seductive, besides always being shaved because it was something she liked very much, feeling good, feeling desired and visiting the best stores for her jewelry, and I who would be more than happy to have a woman so dedicated to looking good, if at the end of the night I slept with the most beautiful woman of all. At work everything continued as always, we remained like friends before the gaze of all the gentlemen who wanted to court her or take advantage of her, and I unfortunately could only limit myself to looking. Without counting Juan and Rodrigo for the entire company, I was just the lucky friend of a beautiful woman. Well, the real situation that I am living today began on an occasion when we attended a company course where I suffered like never before, but also discovered a sea of new sensations that I had never experienced. As my wife put it, no matter what she wore, she would always look attractive and in that occasion it was not for less. Her short and fitted dress, dark green only made those perfect curves stand out to the eyes of every spectator, her black high-heeled ankle boots, made her posture and walking style only manage to attract more glances. Unfortunately, our seats were located in the middle of the entire hall that seemed like a movie theater. The shape of the seats was like a recliner with a low back and very low, which caused her short dress to rise a few centimeters when she sat down, leaving her beautiful legs uncovered for everyone around to see, who took advantage of any excuse to look at her or take pictures of her, some without trying to go unnoticed. Although I always liked showing her off, or at least sometimes, on that occasion I really felt very uncomfortable and just wanted to leave that place, however the gazes of our seatmates towards her began to excite me, knowing that Sofia was being observed every moment and above all desired by All of them, managed to make me start creating a bulge in my pants. After finishing the sessions, my wife had to pass between all the gentlemen who were waiting in our row, not leaving until we passed, with Sofi's ass passing over their pants instead of moving aside a bit, leaving the hallway very narrow. When I headed to the bathroom, I heard some of Sofi's colleagues talking - They saw that butt, Sofí is better than ever today, if it weren't for being full, I swear I would take her and make her mine.- Marco, one of her sales colleagues who sat next to her, said - If she's falling apart like this, that ass doesn't deserve to be owned by just one man, it deserves to be shared by several.- Alfonso said as they left the bathroom. Their comments only provoked a wave of thoughts where Sofi and they starred in a really good porn movie. I decided to focus and go back to myself to come back with her and wait for the day to end.
The next day, Friday, Sofia and I were in a hurry to get to work, she was getting ready in her new company uniform, which had changed from navy blue to Oxford gray. I noticed she was wearing black lace lingerie and just looking at her made me feel like the luckiest man in the world, that black thong couldn't cover that enormous ass of hers, her buttocks were squeezing that fabric between them. She bent down to take off the new skirt while starting to slowly lift it up, I observed as she struggled a bit, trying to get it up to her waist, but it wasn't until I fastened it that I realized it was too short, even shorter than the previous ones, and this one fit her figure like a latex glove and that enormous infernal ass. I approached her before I could say anything, and she turned around and said - Do I look bad? - I didn't know what to respond - No, no... you look beautiful, only that skirt seems to be a different size - I said. -If it looks like that, but it's mine, the bag had my name and Genaro himself gave it to me personally - she replied - so it must be the correct one-. Genaro? Our boss? My thoughts were racing at a thousand miles an hour because our boss had given it to her personally, I limited myself to thinking that it would be a very stifling day where everyone's attention would be on her. I saw the clock and couldn't insist she change the skirt, arriving early was part of the strategy so no one would notice our relationship. So I just told her how great she looked and to hurry up and change. She only nodded and sat down to finish getting dressed, then I realized that something important was still missing, what completed her beautiful outfit and figure. If her figure in that uniform was already sexy, what was left elevated it even more, her black stockings with delicate lace for this uniform, which fit her beautiful legs showing off her well-worked thighs and calves, these slid down to mid-calf just where the skirt began, I felt my member rising at seeing her curvaceous contour and realizing that her skirt didn't cover her stocking enlace not even when she was standing, let alone sitting, it sent shivers down my spine thinking about it and what could happen at work. From the house to the office quickly, I saw how every man who passed looked at her with lust where her legs were the center of attention for all. That visible lace coming out of that infernal skirt and that huge butt was attracting everyone's gaze. Our neighbor, a tall and thin man, didn't take his eyes off her ass for a single moment, I swear he even blinked when Sofia blushed. The trip to work was in complete silence, my mind racing about what would happen that day and my eyes fixed on the skin between her enlace and skirt, while She slid her hand over her own to stretch it each time she could. Our routine was always the same, I would park on streets before the company in a market and she would walk to the office for me to arrive later. This time I didn't want it to be like that but there was no other option. She got off and as soon as she stepped onto the sidewalk, all the people working at the vegetable stands started saying nasty things to her. That skirt only made me imagine many things, since many men prefer a woman dressed sexy rather than completely naked because imagination runs wild. I lost sight of her while parking, I couldn't hide my member that was rising in my pants thinking about the path I would have to take to get to her cubicle. When I arrived, I realized she wasn't at her place and although we're on the same floor, our workstations are far apart. Discreetly, I asked a colleague who just told me that as soon as she had arrived, our boss had called her to his office. That old degenerate always looked for ways to get my woman and I was sure he hadn't wasted any time taking advantage of her, I thought. My jealousy couldn't do anything about this situation, it had been almost half a day and Sofia was still locked in that office, I couldn't take it anymore and took a folder to hide my erection and headed to the floor where her office was located, noticed there was nothing near the door and tried to listen but the doors were thick special ones so no noise would escape. As I could, I searched for any small gap that the blinds allowed me to see into that office where my wife had been at least 3 hours. My search paid off and I could see my wife on a staircase, taking books that that morbid old man was asking her for, I could see they were moving accounting books from shelf to shelf, at least that's what I could infer. I couldn't take it anymore with my erection since the very tight and short skirt had ridden up visible were her legs and the bra's cups, while the old fat guy was behind her enjoying my wife's huge ass, I noticed that her purse wasn't there either and she looked flushed, I suppose our boss had turned off the air conditioning to force my wife to show her bust by forcing the blouse buttons. I couldn't take it anymore, the vision of my wife showing her body in that position to her boss caused me too much excitement. I knew she was nervous and maybe a little excited too, maybe because of the old guy's gazes, but her cheeks were flushed, those cheeks that drive me crazy when we're making love for their red color that they take on demonstrating her warmth and shyness. I returned to my cubicle and tried to concentrate, although I couldn't, the minutes passed and just before lunch she came back quite flushed and trying to adjust her skirt because she saw it was still a bit higher than normal. She approached me and said - we're going, I want to leave here- I nodded and took my things to go, but just as we were about to leave the floor our boss stopped us. He arrived with an enormous smile, he seemed more than taken by my wife's outfit. Sofia looked at me discreetly as if trying to tell me something I couldn't understand. Genero put his hand on her waist and told her to come with him, saying that he always ate alone in a nearby place and that it would surely be a pleasure, this as a thank you for all the help she received that morning. My wife just limited herself to saying that she had agreed to invite me to lunch because I had invited her the day before, to which I responded without further ado - This is fine, we'll go together this time, I don't want to go alone just to have your pleasant company Sofí, besides I want to get to know more about these beautiful...- looking at my wife's enormous ass- people with whom I convive daily, right memo?- Addressing her driver who had just arrived at that moment for Tell her that her car was in the parking lot. So we had no choice but to accompany him to eat and we headed to the parking lot all on the elevator of the building. Where she stood in front and they behind her, surely to continue enjoying the view she was giving them. We arrived at the Suburban and just as they were removing the door locks, Genero approached me quietly and asked me to accompany the driver up front so that when we got to the restaurant I could get out and look for a place to park, since it's a very crowded place and didn't give me time to respond before opening the high Suburban door, preventing me from helping Sofia get in. I hastened to climb in and looked back at the rearview mirror to see how that pair of buttocks wrapped in gray fabric was trying to burst out of the car and my boss behind her holding onto her waist with his eyes almost popping out, I could only imagine the perfect view my wife was giving him - that old green ass with those lovely buttocks, legs with stockings on the thigh and as I mentioned earlier, their underwear sets are always the sexiest, full of lace and transparency, and small though they may be, never quite cover those enormous buttocks squeezing between them. Swallowed saliva and prepared to lose my gaze in the road. While we were heading towards the restaurant, I could only hear Genero's laughter and a timid giggle from my wife that sounded uncomfortable. I tried to lower the rearview mirror trying to see behind but it was impossible, as I turned around trying to ask a question and saw how the boss's left hand, who was on her right side, was resting in the enlace of her right leg while showing him a video on his cell phone, note that she had red cheeks and her skirt was very high showing the black thong triangle. Not even they noticed me looking. I moved the mirror to see a little more and managed to adjust it so I could only see their faces, noticed that he was telling her things in his ear and she was just looking down, surely that hand was still there touching that delicate skin that only I knew at this moment.
When we arrived at the restaurant, I quickly got out to find a seat and while the car was adjusting, I walked up to the back door to open it for the boss. He immediately took off the lock and tire from her, just to see Genaro quickly remove his hands from my wife's legs and have her pull down her skirt. My boss laughed and quickly went down to help Sofia get out of the car and extend her hand to her. We walked towards the place and when we entered, everyone was looking at my wife who was without a jacket and in uniform, stealing glances, her white blouse semi-transparent, tight on her body, showing off her small waist.
We directed ourselves to a special-looking table, separated from the others, similar to a circular piece of furniture where he let Sofí go first and then sat down himself, leaving me to sit practically facing her. Note my wife's lost gaze and that sparkle in her eyes and on her cheeks, very similar to when she starts to feel pleasure.
I couldn't see anything beyond her breasts because the table was high, but something was happening beneath her. From before ordering, I noticed that none of their hands were resting on the table, which only made my mind fly away.
When the waiter came to put down the plates that the boss had ordered for each of us quickly, she raised her hands to take the glass of water that the waiter offered her and I thought I saw her let out a slight sigh at the same time, noticed her more agitated breathing and very distracted, seemed excited, and her gaze didn't cross with mine.
The boss just ate with one hand and was very close to her.
My mind was racing at a thousand miles an hour and my excitement began to rise.
It was obvious that something was happening beneath and her legs were undoubtedly the center of it all.
Sofía in change was eating slowly, and biting his lower lip every now and then, just as he clenched his right fist. While Genero smiled and his forehead sweated. From one moment to the next, he asked me to please bring him the truck's briefcase from where Memo, his driver, had left it, since he had forgotten it, and then my wife looked at me for the first time during the entire meal as I stood up and turned around to go get the briefcase.
I hastened my steps to his truck and when I asked Memo, he told me that the boss always went with her everywhere. So I realized that he only wanted me to leave so they could be alone. I turned and ran back as quickly as possible, and when I returned, I saw my boss bending down after having crouched to take something while she was just looking around in all directions.
I felt strange, my member still erect as never before, and I approached the table slowly to cough before getting to what the two of them suddenly jumped up surprised. My wife quickly adjusted her skirt and stood up rapidly, saying she had to go to the bathroom and asking us to excuse her.
My boss quickly put something black into his pocket and looked at me hotly - Ah, Sofia is a bombshell, lucky is he who steals her heart or those... - my mind was suspended on that word those but before I could ask anything else, he continued - Hey, don't you mind if you're her friend, do you know if she has any romantic interest or if she's dating someone? The truth is, if I weren't her employee and didn't have so much willpower one day I would swear that instead of coming here I would take her to a motel and give it to that beautiful ass of hers - To which I replied - No.
Before he could say anything else, she returned while stretching her skirt as far as possible and passing her enormous ass over the small space Genero offered her to pass and sit down again. Immediately, he lost his left arm, which was giving towards her under the table, surely that lost hand wasn't so... loss if not in those curved thighs of my wife. However, I thought it was that black thing she had hidden and it was just when the waiter arrived with the bill that I remembered the vision of her in the morning while she was changing, that everything was, she wore black lace lingerie, was what I saw her thong? Was my wife sitting next to that miserable man who wouldn't take his hand off her without her intimate garment. I couldn't help but feel my penis start to release pre-seminal liquid, the situation instead of bothering me excited me, maybe a little of both.
The waiter quickly took the card to pay the bill and without taking his eyes off my wife's breast, he thanked us. We stopped at the parking lot and I observed that Sofi had her attention on her short skirt, stretching it and trying to go behind me, especially on the stairs.
When we arrived at the truck, the same scene repeated when we left the building where we work. But this time I could see my boss putting his hand on the right shoulder of my wife to help her get in.
The whole way I felt the truck moving a bit, especially on the high parts and once I felt a kick on my seat. In the rearview mirror I didn't see my boss's head, just a little less than half of my wife's face, where her right eye looked excited and tearful.
We arrived at the building and my boss asked me to go ahead since he had left his office open with some very important papers on his desk. The truth was a pretty lame excuse but I had to do it. While the truck turned around to park in the exclusive spot for bosses and managers.
I got off at the elevator on the 20th floor where his office was and when I arrived to look for the papers, I found my image on his computer, which stupidly forgot that his office like many others had surveillance cameras. I knew I had 10 minutes before my other colleagues arrived and although
Thus I was there by orders of the boss and the boss would surely take his time to arrive – despite the pang I felt thinking he would be late because I was busy with my wife. And although I was eager to go down, my mind told me to look for what had happened moments before in that office on video, so I sat in his chair and turned the monitor back to the moment when she entered her office, put on some headphones that were there and hit play. Genaro - Sofia, it's a wonder you're here looking as beautiful as always, I need your help as always- Sofía - If the boss needs something, how can I help (while adjusting her skirt). Genaro - Nothing small, I just need to move some files, I'm getting old and my secretary is waiting for important calls, so I need help from someone else. - I sped up the tape and could see what was starting again, observed as Sofia climbed the stairs, brought down books, bent down, moved around here and there, in short all the movement that made my boss enjoy that beautiful body, I could see her taking off her jacket and unbuttoning her blouse in front of him who wasn't taking his lustful gaze away from her. Advance the recording until I suddenly stopped it and put it on play again, she was trying to get down the stairs when he put his hand on the right cheek of hers, helping her down, but she turned and pushed him away, but he kept putting it back and didn't stop there, so he also put his hand on her waist, squeezing it as if trying to imagine that smooth skin underneath that tight blouse. She took off and went to her desk for a brooch of files, trying to get away from him, but Genaro just followed her and had her sit back down at the desk. Genaro - Let's not be silly, you know you bring half the company with you dead because of you, I don't like it when it's easy or maybe if but today you look more beautiful than normal, and that skirt I myself asked them to make for you doesn't do anything that I can warm up every man, I can offer you things that no one else can if you accept something with me. Sofia - No, no I can't please let me leave it's wrong.- Genre- I won't give up until that beautiful ass is mine. So put the condition. - he said while placing his hands on her buttocks and slowly lifting her skirt. She remained motionless as he started to rub her buttocks, inserting his fingers between the tiny lace underwear trying to feel that path between each buttock where I always placed my cock before putting it in to feel those two buttocks squeezing my member and oh how they squeezed. Note that she was trying to push but it was impossible for her, one of the cameras focused on the desk which left me seeing what her hands were doing on her backside, slowly one of his fingers under her intimate clothing placed itself in her forbidden hole that never gave me before, only when feeling the touch of that man, Sofia let out a moan and pushed with such force that she managed to free herself just to run out of the room. Genaro just smiled and turned around to see those enormous buttocks leaving his office and in a low voice said - So you like it for the bum, what I kept for you, you have to be mine. I couldn't believe how quickly I could rewind the video as it was and left the office to get to the cubicles but before turning into my entrance in the hallway that leads to the bathrooms I ran into my wife, she seemed to have just come out of the bathroom and her lip gloss looked new. - Thanks for accompanying me, no doubt you enjoyed your great... company,- I heard, I hadn't noticed my boss behind her, -I hope it happens again soon, Sofia, and that you didn't find the help I offered this morning too much trouble.- he smiled and left. Sofia diverted her gaze and Genaro walked away to his office, in my excitement I took advantage of the distraction while saying we had to returning to the cubbies to take her face and plant a passionate kiss on her, she was surprised and instinctively quickly removed my mouth from hers. I felt a strange taste in her mouth, assuming it was from the drinks and food we had taken, I saw that her face reflected sadness and limited herself to saying let's go as she walked away from me towards her desk, I saw how she didn't remove her bag from her legs, as if trying to cover herself from those gazes that had followed her all morning. Her skirt was very short, yes, but despite that, I had never paid so much attention to covering herself before, that mystery kept my mind distracted all afternoon.
At the time of departure, I left with her and saw how my boss peeked out from his office window, looking at her ass while talking to a friend of hers who was the head of the floor above.
We walked together through the market and saw how all the vegetable vendors already knew our route were looking at us with more desires, as she stretched her skirt as far as possible.
When we got into the car, she hurriedly got in and put her bag on her legs again, I limited myself to staying there and observing as much as I could throughout the trip. I was so excited that I wanted to get everything over with in bed.
I got out of the car and she also avoided letting me see how she got out, we entered the house together and ran into the room, and she rushed into the bathroom upstairs. I followed her up to the second floor of our house just to see her close the bathroom door. I waited impatiently for her to come out, my head was spinning, I couldn't get the idea out of my head that she had tried something with me, besides that strange piece of cloth in her hands at the restaurant, in my interior I knew it was Sofi's underwear, a piece that covered her most delicate treasures, although my heart wished it wasn't.
I heard the lock on the door open and tried to pretend normality, she was surprised to see me so close to the bathroom door with some color in my face. Are you going through? She asked, I didn't respond and took a step back. In front of her and I kissed her, she responded, although I felt like she really didn't want to, my hands landed on her waist, my member stood up inside the pants, I moved my tongue inside her mouth trying to feel her taste, my right hand slid down until the start of her light, I wanted to go from there to her yummy buttocks, discover what I had imagined so much, the lack of that delicate garment.
I slowly went up, with the warmth of my face knowing what awaited me, felt her agitated breathing and her chest pressing against mine, a button on her blouse came undone due to how tense it was from the rise and fall of her exhalation, my hand rose feeling that delicious skin and the firmness of the start of her buttocks, and suddenly I was there... my hands felt that piece of fabric trying to hold onto that enormous and firm butt, kept kissing her, confused, my hands were saying one thing but my mind another, I was sure she had left without underwear from the restaurant, would it be all part of my imagination and heat?
Our lips parted, my hands rose again to her waist, her face reflected heat, her rosy cheeks and her gaze into mine trying to tell me something I didn't understand. I was dying of jealousy, rage, heat, suddenly I found myself wishing it had been real, finding her without underwear, discovering that Genaro had a moment with her.
I raised my hands to her shoulders and guided her practically forcing her to kneel in front of me, and in a quick movement before she could say anything, I pulled out my member that was shining due to the lubrication it had suffered all this time due to the excitement I had.
Sofia opened her mouth surprised, looked at me and said What are you doing? and as soon as she finished asking, I pushed my cock into her small and delicate mouth, feeling her soft tongue on the lower part of my penis. I couldn't take it anymore so soon between I released the first load of semen in her mouth, and I sustained my gaze while she finished. As soon as she was done, she pushed me away and got up, I thought she would be angry, but instead she went under her face and retreated to her closet to look for clothes to change into. I remained motionless for a moment watching her take out clothes until she started undressing, the light was still off but visibility remained possible due to the hallway light and the one coming in through the windows. I watched as she slowly finished unbuttoning her blouse and her enormous breasts appeared almost grateful to be released from that prison, her black lace bra only highlighting her impressive front. Delicately I slid my hands around her waist searching for the brooch of her skirt only to release it and let the garment stay held up by how tight it was. From behind me, she placed her hands on the start of her skirt at her waist and began to lower it delicately bending down, showing little by little that enormous ass I had, my eyes were fixed on the lost moment for its eroticism, she still wore her high heels and stockings, she was perfect from all sides, but suddenly I realized... her panties... were dark blue, I remained stunned, fell sitting on the edge of the bed, what had happened? I wasn't crazy that morning while she was changing into a new set of lingerie which was black. End of Chapter 1.
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