Providing Assistance to a Friend at Work
The story I'm going to tell you started when I had to take a business trip (I always travel to work at least once a month) accompanied by a colleague. We would spend three days, attending meetings, meetings, etc.
My friend is married, she's in a really great relationship, she's super competent, and I didn't think that she could ever come between us, because I just had a great friendship and affection for her.
Our meetings went on as normal, everything on schedule.
The second night we were at the hotel, going down the stairs to go to dinner, she lost her balance and twisted her ankle, almost fell and suffered something more serious. She said that she was hurting very much and wanted to go back to her room asking me to get something for her to eat. I helped her to return to her room and then I went down to the restaurant to eat something and bring it to her. When I was finished eating something she called me, saying that she was hurting very much and getting swollen and asking me to get something to pass. I talked to the waiter of the restaurant and asked him to get ice, while I went to a pharmacy near the hotel to buy a gel to pass the place that was swollen. I bought the medicine and ice together as I got something for her to eat.
When I went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door and I couldn't help but notice, she had taken a bath, she was sitting on the couch with her hair wet and she was wearing a little dress of those that are used to sleep, I also noticed that she was not wearing a bra. I just made a comment, saying that she was very smelly, had used a moisturizing oil. She invited me to enter the room and said that she was no longer suffering from pain and showed me that she was getting swollen. I said that I had brought ice and bought a gel to pass on the spot, and I asked her permission to pass, I sat on the bed and I bent down and I began to pass the ice. I asked her if she would not be better off lying around, she accepted and felt comfortable in the bed, having left only her legs out to sleep. I went down to the couch and I could still see a little bit of her little white dress on the foot. I said that she was very smelly, she had used a moisturizing oil. She invited me to enter the room and said that she was no longer suffering from pain and showed me that she was getting swollen. I went up to her room and I told her that her husband that she was getting swollen, her legs were getting swollen, her hands were getting swollen, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, her thighs were moving, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, and her legs were moving.
It was one of the most pleasurable sensations I have ever had, to provide this wave of joy and pleasure to my co-worker.
The other day she woke up with a happy face and saying that my massage had been great and that she was much better, but that the evening would want again if it was no inconvenience to me. And I with a smile on my lips and a wink to her said that no problem, it would be a pleasure to be able to provide this assistance to her.
I hope you enjoyed the story, and stay in touch for those of you who know we've been working on some of our fantasies, all with a lot of affection, excitement, discretion, secrecy.
My email is sr-fetiche@hotmail.com.
P.S. This short story is a tribute to Thais, who by reading it will know what it is about.
My friend is married, she's in a really great relationship, she's super competent, and I didn't think that she could ever come between us, because I just had a great friendship and affection for her.
Our meetings went on as normal, everything on schedule.
The second night we were at the hotel, going down the stairs to go to dinner, she lost her balance and twisted her ankle, almost fell and suffered something more serious. She said that she was hurting very much and wanted to go back to her room asking me to get something for her to eat. I helped her to return to her room and then I went down to the restaurant to eat something and bring it to her. When I was finished eating something she called me, saying that she was hurting very much and getting swollen and asking me to get something to pass. I talked to the waiter of the restaurant and asked him to get ice, while I went to a pharmacy near the hotel to buy a gel to pass the place that was swollen. I bought the medicine and ice together as I got something for her to eat.
When I went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door and I couldn't help but notice, she had taken a bath, she was sitting on the couch with her hair wet and she was wearing a little dress of those that are used to sleep, I also noticed that she was not wearing a bra. I just made a comment, saying that she was very smelly, had used a moisturizing oil. She invited me to enter the room and said that she was no longer suffering from pain and showed me that she was getting swollen. I said that I had brought ice and bought a gel to pass on the spot, and I asked her permission to pass, I sat on the bed and I bent down and I began to pass the ice. I asked her if she would not be better off lying around, she accepted and felt comfortable in the bed, having left only her legs out to sleep. I went down to the couch and I could still see a little bit of her little white dress on the foot. I said that she was very smelly, she had used a moisturizing oil. She invited me to enter the room and said that she was no longer suffering from pain and showed me that she was getting swollen. I went up to her room and I told her that her husband that she was getting swollen, her legs were getting swollen, her hands were getting swollen, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, her thighs were moving, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, and her legs were moving, and her legs were moving.
It was one of the most pleasurable sensations I have ever had, to provide this wave of joy and pleasure to my co-worker.
The other day she woke up with a happy face and saying that my massage had been great and that she was much better, but that the evening would want again if it was no inconvenience to me. And I with a smile on my lips and a wink to her said that no problem, it would be a pleasure to be able to provide this assistance to her.
I hope you enjoyed the story, and stay in touch for those of you who know we've been working on some of our fantasies, all with a lot of affection, excitement, discretion, secrecy.
My email is sr-fetiche@hotmail.com.
P.S. This short story is a tribute to Thais, who by reading it will know what it is about.
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