Happy hour with the receptionist.

This happened recently, at the beginning of 2010, because of the incredible amount of rain that fell on the city of São Paulo in January. It was a Friday, and the people in the office had agreed to have a beer after a particularly difficult week due to the beginning of the year. The atmosphere among the staff was one of anxiety, as our boss seemed to have forgotten the good humor in 2009 and was demanding from everyone almost perfection in the work, in the smallest details. So throughout the week we arranged the meeting to relax, and on Friday everyone didn't talk about anything else. The girls came dressed well in the summer style, with light dresses, plaid blouses and fine fabrics and in light colors. On that blessed Friday of Happy Hour, São Paulo was hit (again) by a monumental rainfall in the late afternoon. This ended up creating an interesting opportunity, since many of the girls present would be relying on driving to get away. At a certain point, well before the appointed time, people started to leave, concerned about traffic and wanting to optimize rides. So we ended up being, as someone commented, the "lost in the night". Soon, with fewer people at the table, and more alcohol in the head, the subject invariably turned to sex, at first in a somewhat underhanded way, but soon the staff were openly talking nonsense, and in the corner of the table, Michele, a blonde who worked as a receptionist, let out, Men are very demanding nowadays... if you want to keep your boyfriend, you have to do everything in bed. I couldn't take it, and following the maxim that the tongue is faster than the brain, I let go: Have you had a steady boyfriend for a long time? Everyone fell into laughter, leaving her red, and not having much to answer. - Look, Marcos, I'll tell you... I can assure you it wasn't for any of those reasons that my dates didn't work out. I doubt any of my exes have anything to complain about. "Well", I thought, "take... he said what he wanted, heard what he didn't want. - Ah, but that's you talking... we can't believe that for free. Let's schedule an audit to see if that's true. - Oh, no... I can't show it like this in public. We'll set up a private audit, then I'll draw up the report and release the results. New laughs, rewarded with a slap from her on my arm, and more chopp for everyone. But from that point on, I started paying more attention to Michele. She's a blonde who gets a lot of attention, even if she's not beautiful. The fact is that she has a great pair of thighs, and she always wears tight pants and low waistlines, always letting people's imagination roam around those legs and that pointy ass. I had never thought of anything more serious with her, but now, intoxicated by the atmosphere of the conversation, and driven by the image of her ass, I began to see that my evening could end much later than planned. Michele noticed my persistent glances at her, and started playing a little game, looking back and smiling. Soon we were winking at each other at the table as the few remaining people were leaving. Finally, it was just the two of us. We asked for a ride, implying that I would give her a ride. - So you'll give me a ride, then? - Of course, have you forgotten that I'm responsible for finding out if what you said is true, or if it's just talk? "Really?" she said, closing in on my ear. "And what exactly do you hope to find out?" - Oh, that's confidential, I can't give details to the person under investigation. "But is there no way I can negotiate this?" she said, near my ear, and sliding her hand over my thigh. - Well, it depends on how much you want that information. I kept teasing. - "Very"..., and saying that, she squeezed my cock under the table. "After all, it's my image that's at stake, I can't play with that", she continued, biting the tip of my ear. That joke that had begun so innocently had actually borne fruit, and it was time to reap it. Without much concern about whether there was still someone from the company lost by the bar, I took advantage of the fact that her mouth was close to me and, holding her neck I turned my face and kissed her mouth deeply. Right there at the table our tongues began to duet inside our mouths, and it was clear that that blonde liked and liked the subject very much. I paid the bill and we left before things got even hotter. We took in the drizzling rain on the way to the car, but the heat we already had inside didn't cool down. We got in my car, in the parking lot where I stopped near the company, and we started hanging out again. She was wearing a plaid shirt with a neckline. Her wet skin contrasted with the heat from my mouth, and right there in the car I started kissing her neck as I felt her breasts. She moaned, holding my head as she slid her fingers through my hair. I climbed from her neck to her mouth, resuming the duel of tongues. My hand slid down her trousers, of a very fine fabric that stimulated my imagination. By touch I felt the tiny underpants she wore, wrapping around the butt that had so caught my attention in the office. The windows of the car quickly faded, but luckily the rain and the position of my car in the parking lot served our voluptuousness. Isolated at the bottom of the parking lot, sheltered by an insistent rain, our caresses soon evolved and became more daring. While I kissed her breasts, now that she had lifted her blouse, she massaged my stick, loose by the trousers she had opened. She wasn't wearing a bra, and my mouth was playing with her little titties, scaring them, and her little hand was holding my hard cock, masturbating it. - What a nice stick you have, hard like that... - And what do you like to do with a stick like that? But the first one is this one right here, oh... And saying that, she lowered her head over my body, putting my dick in her mouth, and how she delighted to feel that agile tongue on my hard cock, and she would slide her mouth up and down, and then she would take my dick out of her mouth, and then she would move her tongue from the bag to her head, and then she'd put it back in her mouth, and she'd go up and down, and she'd make me fuck that hot mouth. What a mouthful! - That's what my boyfriends say, cat... you wanna know the other things they like? With an invitation like that, all I had to do was start the car and get out of there to the nearest motel, and fast. On the way, I turned and moved I was toasted with new attacks from Michele to mine, sometimes with her dirty hand, sometimes with the mouth itself, making the act of conducting a supplication, but to do what? Each one has to face his own challenges, is what I always say. When she stopped sucking me, I was holding my dick and talking nonsense in my ear. - I'll make you laugh in my mouth, you'll see... you all like it, and you'll go crazy. Finally the motel arrived, and after handing over the papers (with Michele sucking me, of course), we went to the garage. Another attack inside the car, with the right to kisses, sucking and groping. We got out of the car. As soon as I could embrace her whole body, finally with no one around, I began to pass my hand through her legs that I wanted so much. I put my hand inside her pants while kissing her, and I smoothed her butt over the tiny panties. She was moaning, clutching at me, and holding my stick out of her pants again, and I decided it was time to tie that game a little. - Let me see those hot panties... I laid her on the hood of the car, and I pulled down her pants, revealing a delicious pair of thighs, rolled up, smooth and firm; her black and white underpants, with a zebra print like a jewel case, small and hiding a treasure; I pulled her aside, revealing a little pink and a bigger present, without any fur; I turned my tongue upside down, sipping on the nectar she was already releasing; she took pity, and held my head between her thighs. She was very excited because of the previous jokes, since it took a few sucks and playing with my tongue there for a few minutes for her to make fun, scandalously, still in the garage. I approached my hard cock to that hot chick, ready to start fucking her right there, but she put her hand on my chest and made me stop: Do you have a condom in the car? I shook my head, disappointed in myself. - Then let's go up, and you'll find out the other weapons I use to hold my boyfriends. I stood there with a stick in my hand, watching her hot ass parade towards the suite, and I went after her. As soon as she got to the suite, she threw her blouse on the floor, wearing only her panties. As I stripped off my clothes, she started a little show, putting her hands on the mirror on the wall and rolling towards me. Suddenly I was naked, sitting on the bed with my stick in my hand, calling for her. She came up to me, stood beside me and kissed me, while she held and smoothed my stick. She took from the mute servant a condom, and opening the wrapper dressed my stick. Holding it by the base, she was sucking it a little more, over the condom, driving me crazy. Then she fired: - You want to know now what my big trump card is to hold my boyfriends? And before I could say anything, she took off her panties, revealing her smooth little cheekbones, which I had sucked there in the garage, and her delicious ass, continuous act, looking over my shoulder, squatting on the bed with her shoulders against the mattress and that little round bundle pointing up, put her finger in her mouth, soaked it in saliva, and then lubricated her little hole. Come here, come... eat my ass... come, I want your dick in my ass. I stared at that scene, stunned. I couldn't even in my wildest dreams have imagined that girl half quiet, until then half reserved, such a bitch and such a bitch. But life is wonderful, and not infrequently it presents us with these wonderful surprises. I went to the mute servant where she had taken the condom, and I took a tube of lubricant, already glimpsing my dick inside that little button. She was lying on all fours in bed with her butt up and now masturbating. I poured some of the gel on her gullet, letting it drain down to her little hole. I started playing with her ass, first surrounding it with my finger, then penetrating it, and spreading the gel around the beginning of her tail. Soon I was with two fingers penetrating her, letting her anus get used to the invasion. - Come, stop playing... I want your dick. Put it here, put it... I know you like it, you're eating my ass with your eyes in the office. Isn't that what you wanted to do? Come... Well, if she was in charge, who am I to argue, I squeezed the rest of the gel tube over my dick, leaving the condom glowing, my dick pointing at the ceiling, so hard, crazy to mock after that car kiss, all those jokes, and now that vision of paradise, and I tried to focus on something else while I leaned my head into her little hole, with so much gel, and still with her clear experience, it was like cutting butter with a hot knife, and her cook literally swallowed my dick. Fuck, that's a big fuck, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy. I'd do what she'd ask, slowly shove my already half-baked dick up her white, round, delicious ass, leaning on her half-crowned legs, holding her by the waist, and moving my body back and forth, exciting them both. I love it, I love it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it. I paused for a moment to breathe and try to control my erection, not wanting to make fun yet, but Michele wouldn't stop, throwing her body back, banging her ass on my body, making my dick sink into her firm buttocks, while continuing to masturbate ferociously. It was no use, the erection accumulated, but her screams and the sight of that blonde of four below me were stronger. I pulled the stick out of her, pulled the condom out just in time to release the first jet of fucking on her back. It was a strong, long jet, which wet her back and even her hair. She turned over in bed, standing upside down in time to receive the other jets on her body, belly and breasts. It seemed like months that I had not enjoyed, such the volume and strength of the spanking on her. We fell exhausted in bed, laughing and kissing, while I spread my cream on her body, playing. If you were my boyfriend, would that keep you loyal to me? I laughed at her, and I said, "I'm sure she's every man's consuming dream in bed", and we talked a little bit about that, when she told me that even that didn't really make guys want to be in a committed relationship, but that regardless, she'd like to know that her reckless behavior was striking to anyone she met, and how, I thought. We went into the hot tub, we cooled down a little bit, I ordered some juice for us, and when the bell rang with the order, she was faster than me and came out of the water to get the tray. I watched her body, covered in portions of foam, as she walked to the bedroom. Definitely, if she wasn't beautiful, her butt was. She came back holding the tray with the juice, and when I got my glass, I saw that she had put another condom on the tray. The blonde wasn't soft, no. Seeing that, I went for the new attack... I started sucking her breasts, pushing away the remaining foam, and still inside the hydro I threw it on the edge. I went down from her breasts to her shaved little cheek, and again fell on her mouth on those delicious lips. She soon began to roll in my mouth, and helped by my fingers that were playing in and out on her pussy and pussy, then she mocked again. But if she wanted folia, I was not willing to give her a truce. Passing over her body, I brought my stick to her mouth. He, who was already showing signs of life again, upon receiving the caresses of her tongue and lips, was soon in bullet-point again. - This time, I want you to make fun of my mouth. - "Your wish is my command". "I played with her", "but first I want to fuck that little bald face". Camisole on the stick, I sat on the hydro and she came over, sitting on my lap, facing me. The camisole plus the water made my dick slide into that delicious tunnel, and then she was moaning again, very excited. My fingers smoothed her ass, and then I started playing with her ass again. She seemed to really enjoy anal sex, because without me asking or saying anything, she got up, turned around, and with her back to me she came down on my cockpit, which I held pointing up. She acted on the entrance of the ass and after a brief negotiation between X-axes, she was soon going down and up on me, giving the ass back to me happy, I felt her. I leaned my body back, letting her command the actions. She also leaned back, and quickly moved her waist, making my dick disappear into her ass while I fingered her pussy. Wanting to vary a bit more, I again laid her out of the bathtub on her back, and taking a delicious roast chicken I penetrated deep into her mouth. Holding her legs at my shoulder height, I fucked her fast and deep, and in a few more moments she mocked for the third time that night. It was the signal for me. Coming out of her, I took out the condom and brought my dick to the height of her mouth. She, showing herself once again eager for a whore, more than quickly fell from her mouth on him, punching him with one of her hands. It was almost instantaneous... I enjoyed strongly in her mouth, and as soon as she felt the first jet in her mouth she took out my dick and made me laugh on her face. As soon as I stopped ejaculating she sucked my dick again, pulling sighs from me, which I saw shining in her mouth. I sat beside her, on the edge of the hydro, to regain my strength, while she teased me: Can I consider myself properly audited? Well, I don't know if I can advance anything, but I think the right thing to do is to do some more checking and vetting. "Well, just mark... I'm willing, for whatever it takes", she said, winking at me as she washed her face. I don't know yet if anything else is gonna roll or not, or even why those things get rolled up when you mix service and pleasure, but I do know that I walk out of that motel thinking that those happy hours can't take that long to happen.