The silent pleasure of the boss's wife

If noise pollution is a constant in civil construction, the arrival of this woman at a certain construction site could impose silence always appeared. There was no worker who did not stop what he was doing to look at the wide hips filling a tight jeans. The blonde hair under the helmet ran smoothly to the middle of the back. The social shirt inside the pants highlighted the thin waist more. The slightly fleshy lips exhibited graceful smiles, distributed with sincere sympathy. She was kind, polite, talking to everyone along the way with a delicate voice, in a low tone, as if imposing silence on anyone who wanted to hear her. Perhaps, if she worked there, the work would take much longer to finish. Her presence, however, was a mere visit to her husband, Walter. If Gabriela provoked the silence by stealing the attention around her, Walter was the promoter of the noise. Brutal by nature, he had a deep voice that, united to the undelicate way of speaking, made that work move. He just had to get close to Gabriela that everything would work again. The couple exchanged a loving kiss, with Walter holding his beautiful wife by the waist without caring who was looking. All the workers at that construction site respected and feared Walter. The unsubtle tantrums often frightened the employees, who strove to do the job right, even if it never looked good enough. In their minds, the construction engineer demanded the best of them and no one complained. In private conversations, the subject always veered to the blonde he was married to. Everyone wondered how a man of a certain age, slightly overweight and with an advanced baldness, could sustain a relationship with a woman like that. The most obvious thesis had to do with his personality. That rough man would be macho enough to leave his wife in love with him. After all, Walter was admired, unlike Tobias. The trainee was a man who hardly fit into that space. In that noisy environment, where everyone shouted to be heard, the trainee was fond of silence. He had few words, usually passing unnoticed in the environment. He was thin, dark and had slightly messy hair. His introspection made him discreet, except when he was the target of jokes from his colleagues, mainly from Walter. Tobias was one of the main victims of Walter's rudeness. The criticisms of his reports and measurements were always at the screams of his thundering voice. He was sometimes surprised with contradictory orders, where he would do the same things in different ways. It was not uncommon also the unexpected late afternoon tasks that took him to night working. That was not the worst. If with the two alone, Tobias was overwhelmed, in front of the others he was made a joke. The other pedestrians and technicians were amused by the jokes about the shyness of the trainee, who only reacted by smiling without fun. One day, he said in front of Gabriela that Tobias was a virgin and her reaction of pity to believe in that story became the reason for comments for days. Among the colleagues, Walter confided that Gabriela, despite all the natural sweetness, liked to be treated like a piranha between four walls. "She holds everything quietly" he said, to the euphoria of the others. Stories about how the wife ate increased the admiration of those men for Walter, while Tobias made them look like the opposite extreme. The trainee, on the other hand, said nothing. The silence. Silence was perhaps the only way to defend himself. Tobias had already seen what happened to the workers he backed, witnessing Walter's pleasure in further humiliating his commanders. He knew that deep down, Walter was frustrated by his lack of reaction, settling for only more work. All that would change in the pedestrian bathroom. In one of his many turns on the job, he paused to go to the bathroom. It wasn't the most pleasant place of his job, but when it was empty, it brought him some peace. Little of the noise pollution reached that space, whose preponderant noise was that of urine hitting the metal of the urinal. It was a relaxing sound, as pleasant as the relief he felt. He could relax alone in that almost silence until someone appeared. As the sounds of footsteps approached, Tobias thought about how much time was left to finish. He had expected to hear some joke from some construction worker, but was surprised to hear Walter's voice. Fuck, Tobias, what the fuck is that? The phrase was uttered with amazement, but then was accompanied by laughter. Walter barely washed his hand and left the bathroom, calling the attendants to tell something funny. The new joke in the play was the size of his dick and the fact that he didn't use it. The rest of the afternoon, Tobias stayed in his room, where no one would disturb him. He made his reports in peace, in his quiet space, where neither machines nor equipment nor laughter would disturb his silence. It was a boring day, and on days like that, he preferred to stay at work until later. He stayed up until the evening figuring out what to do, leaving when nothing else was heard on the job. Unfortunately, your phone rang. It was Walter. He said that the measurement made that day was wrong and that it would be necessary to do it all over again. Tobias argued, saying that it was difficult to see things in the dark, but his boss was not convinced. This kind of order was not unusual, but Tobias was curious about the tone of his boss's speech. If before he always expressed himself in cries, at that moment he spoke with an almost morbid calm. It was not the first time to receive such an order and Tobias went to work, even though he knew that he would not see anything. He would go around and then deliver the same report with a different format, as it had worked before. Walking on the site in the middle of that silence was not a punishment. On the contrary, it was a pleasant moment of reflection where his only companion was silence. Silence broken by footsteps. They weren't heavy steps like Walter's in the bathroom. They were delicate steps, they weren't slow, but they weren't hurried either. When Tobias turned, he couldn't identify who it was, he only recognized the curvy silhouette of someone who was walking too gracefully to work on that project. As he approached the nearest lamp, Gabriela's figure became clear. Her presence in that place and at that time was as strange as the fact that she was at a project, without a helmet and wearing a short dress as if she were going to a nightclub. <unk> Hi! You're Tobias, aren't you? <unk> said Gabriela in a voice so sweet it could compete with silence. <unk> My husband said I could look for you, but I didn't find you in his room. <unk> She continued, leaving the intern confused as to why he had sent her to his room if he had sent him out of hers. Gabriela said that she had ideas for renovating the house and that Walter had suggested that he hire him to do the drawings. Strange as the request was in those circumstances, she could not say no to that woman with such a sweet voice. She had papers in her hands with surveys of the apartment and drawings of her ideas and wanted to discuss with him right there. Tobias took her closer to the lamp, near a concrete pot and a pile of cement bags where he put the drawings to see. In fact, Gabriela seemed to have very advanced ideas about the renovation, with several drawings, just needing someone to pass them clean. Tobias remained silent, just listening and agreeing with everything that Gabriela said. Explaining the ideas, Gabriela pulled out her phone to show examples of finishes she wanted to use. There were a handful of photos of floors, textures, stones and furniture she wanted to use, and in the middle of them, a photo of a naked woman on her back, hanging the sash of her dress and showing her butt. The pink color of the dress was the same as that used by Gabriela. Tobias was startled by the image he saw for a second. "Sorry, the picture wasn't supposed to be here", said Gabriela, showing little concern. It's okay, I could barely see. There was a silence, for the first time, a silence that bothered Tobias. Did you like what you saw? Paralyzed, Tobias said nothing. You can talk, no one will know. Tobias nodded his head, and his face burning. I'm glad you liked it. The blonde leaves her phone open over the cement bags with the photo of her partial nudity on display, and Tobias looks at the details, like the thick legs, the fleshy butt, and the white panties tucked into it. You wouldn't happen to have a picture like that for me to see, would you? No, not at all. Everybody has it. Tobias remained laconic in his answers, denying, feeling confused that he was having that kind of conversation with a woman like that when the subject was an apartment renovation, and at the same time, he was his boss's wife and afraid of what might happen to him. That's not fair, you saw me naked. It's not my fault. Yes, but I'm a married woman. I can't show a picture like that to anyone. Luckily, it was a gentleman with you who saw me. Gabriela's voice was as sweet as ever, but the tone of her speech was charged with malice. I can't do anything. I don't have those photos. Let me see you then. Tobias froze with the proposal, unable to answer. He didn't know what to say. She approached him, whispering in his ear. They told me you had a big dick. It was a great irony that the gossip uttered by Walter as a graceless joke reached the ears of his wife. For a moment, he forgot his fear of the boss and allowed her at least a glimpse of the volume in his underwear, already reasonable at that time. Oh, my God, it's really big. In a moment of sanity, Tobias hesitated, but Gabrielle whispered in his ear again. If I take off my clothes here, will you take off yours? Tobias swallowed dry and Gabriela wouldn't let him say no. She took off her dress, exposing her naked body, covered only by her panties and high heels. Now it's your turn. With that sight, Tobias couldn't say no. The boy took off his pants as fast as he could. Not only that, he took off his shirt and underwear, displaying his complete nakedness. The trainee's thin body contrasted with the size of his member. <unk> I love a big stick. <unk> said Gabriela. <unk> Can I have it? Tobias smiled. He felt a little less tense with Gabriela's admiration. The smile was inviting, and she held the scroll without ceremony. "You can squeeze me too", said Gabriela, as she pulled Tobias's hands up to her ass. The two of them kissed long and passionately. There was a silence, broken slightly by muffled groans. The two of them could listen to the states of the lips and tongues for a few moments, until they heard the heavy footsteps of a person in a hurry. Didn't you say you liked a real man? "Shut up, Walter. I'll do what I want". Gabriela replied, losing the sweet tone of voice that was characteristic of her. Frightened, Tobias looked at Walter, who stood still. The man looked at him angrily, like a dog ready to attack, but on a leash. That leash was Gabriela. The blonde pushed the trainee to sit on the cement bag and bent down to suck his cock. <unk> I love it when it almost doesn't fit in my mouth <unk> said Gabriela before swallowing the member. The wet tongue and soft lips made a delicious massage on her cock. The blonde was fiery and sucked with desire. Tobias rolled his eyes. <unk> You're wasting your time. It'll be fun in a little while and there'll be no role for you. <unk> You provoked Walter. <unk> You can't even like a woman. Walter's provocations disturb him so much that Tobias becomes distracted from the oral sex he receives. Even with his own wife sucking his cock, he would not leave him alone. Confused, he felt his cock begin to soften. When Gabriela took it out of his already flaccid mouth, Walter laughed. I told you that wasn't a real man. Screw you, Walter! I'm telling you, he didn't even want to, you like a man with a footprint, and that just let you do whatever you wanted, without being able to get a hard-on for you. Tobias wanted to scream, but he couldn't express himself. There must be some curse in our language that was enough to make that man embarrassed, but any reaction of his would become a reason for more mockery. He didn't have the words, he didn't have the necessary anger, but that unusual situation made that man's blood boil for the first time. In the absence of words, he did what he knew how to do, in silence. He took Gabrielle by the arm and threw her over the cement bags. He pulled her panties aside and dipped her mouth between his legs. Gabrielle groaned at once with the touch of her tongue. Holding tightly to that pair of thick thighs, she passed her tongue between her lips, pulling out louder moans from her. He penetrated her with two fingers into the mouthpiece and brought her tongue to the grate. Gabrielle screamed and Walter began to look both ways, trying to see if there was anyone nearby. The blonde twisted, for Tobias knew very well how to manipulate that woman's pleasure with his tongue. She sucked her until she came very close to orgasm and moved away from her. Did you like it? Can I have a laugh? Tobias didn't answer. He just took a few steps back, making a sign with his finger, calling out to her. Gabriela came out of the bags and, in the first step, Tobias made a sign with his hand for her to stop and another with his index finger pointing to the floor. The blonde understood, kneeling down and crawling up to her stick, putting it in her mouth without using her hands. He made the rhythmic back and forth movements, causing little moans in the boy. The intern played with her, taking steps back, forcing her to crawl forward without taking the stick out of her mouth. He hit her by the hair and held the stick in her face. The more he abuses, the more piranha I become. Gabriela had her stick pulled away from her face, but was still held by her hair. She was led to crawl like a dog until she returned to the pile of cement bags, where she stooped down. She felt her panties being torn in a single pull, and then a gentle touch that smoothed her butt and slid down between her buttocks until it reached the already wet lips of her muzzle. Her body reacted with a discreet rumbling. A whiny moan was the only sound on the scene until the crack of a slap exploded on her butt. "Oh, my ass!" he shouted. Tobias remained silent, exhibiting only a mischievous smile as he stroked the blonde's tired ass again, sliding his hands across her body, randomly to another slap. <unk> There! Love, he's hitting my ass! <unk> shouted Gabriela, turning her face to her husband. "It began"... murmured Walter, as he smoothed his forehead with his hand in a sign of disappointment. Tobias continued the game with gentle caresses and unexpected firm slaps. Honey, he thinks I'm a whore. Gabriela dropped her amorous tone for once, giving way to a depraved manner of speaking. Walter, always talkative, remained silent, watching his wife get her ass kicked. Tobias continued his game, making Gabriela's butt redder and redder. <unk> Love, he knows I like to get caught! He hits me and then puts his hand on my cheek to feel it all wet. <unk> Gabrielle shouted at her husband, then turned to Tobias. <unk> You bastard! Won't you eat me? I'm all wet for you. Tobias squeezed Gabriela's ass, opening it, but didn't penetrate it. He just put the glans between his lips, stopping there. The blonde looked back, curious. What is it? If you keep quiet, you've hit another firm slap on the ass. Oh, my ass. She looks back at him and sees him pointing at her, calling her, and Gabrielle understands, and she pushes her hip back, slowly, swallowing that fuck with her mouth. "My God, what a big dick!" said Gabrielle, groaning, before turning her face to her husband. "His dick is too big, love. It's filling me all over". Walter just shook his head negatively, in disbelief at the scene in front of him. His intern remained standing, motionless and silent while his wife tossed her own body back and forth, savoring that roll. "You tasty one! Don't you say anything?" asked Gabriela, turning her face back. A hard slap hits Gabriela's ass one more time. There, my ass, it's burning all over. Tobias laughed. He slapped him again and finally broke his silence. "Rebel!" he ordered. The blonde shouted again for the received tapa, then opened a lascivious smile. "Look love, he made me roll on his dick". she said to her husband before turning her attention to who was eating him. "Is it good like that, you bastard?" Another smack to Gabriela's ass. "Snap some more", said Tobias. "Your dick is too big, boy. It's going to curl my cheek like this". said Gabriela in a false protest. The blonde slowed down her movements, making them wider. Walter watched his wife roll with pleasure in an extremely sensual dance. She brought one of her hands to the cheek, touching herself. Her moans rose in pitch, announcing an imminent orgasm when Tobias took the dick out of her cheek and held both hands on her back, preventing her from masturbating. <unk> Don't do that, let me have fun <unk> protested Gabriela. <unk> Love, tell him to finish fucking me, I can't take it anymore. "Get it over with, damn it!" said Walter, trying to be authoritarian. Tobias then once more approached Gabriela, but his attempt to penetrate met with protests. Not here, kid, not in the kitchen. Tobias responded with another slap. Oh, fuck... delight... listen here, handsome, the sketch is everyone's, but the ass is only the husband's. His dick fits, but yours doesn't. Go back to my sketch and make me laugh right away! Tobias frowned at the scene with the unusual request. He looked to the side and saw Walter with his arms open, saying "Not in the fucking kitchen!" Despite the couple's pleas, Tobias only changed his approach. He got down behind Gabriela and cracked her ass open with his hands at the same time as he forced her body against the cement bags. He slipped his tongue slowly through its folds, snatching a sly groan from her. Mmm, that's good. Tobias continued, passing his whole tongue over the region as if licking a pickle, pressing his soft tongue against the folds. The slow movements startled Gabriela, who stopped her loud moans, limiting herself to a deft whisper. My husband has never kissed me like that. At another time, Tobias dared to scribble the folds of his ass with only the tip of his tongue in an extremely gentle touch. The blonde's body twisted in spasms, though pressed to the pile of bags. "What is it, Gabriela?" asked Walter. He's sucking my love ass! Tobias then played his last card, stuck his tongue as far as he could into the blonde's anus, and Gabriela screamed. Fuck, you win, you can kick my ass! You can't do that, Gabriela, we have an agreement. Sorry, love, but I want to give my ass. He'll hurt you! "Fuck it, I want that roll in my ass", cried Gabriela, before turning her face back. The answer came and in the form of another slap that made Gabriela scream, opening a wistful smile soon after. Despite this, Tobias entered Gabriela's ass carefully, pleased with her movement when he heard the moans sound more suffering. <unk> I can't believe I'm carrying all this in my ass. What a fat stick, my God! <unk> shouted Gabriela. Walter no longer worried about his wife, as he looked around, thinking about the possibility of someone else being there, with his wife's screams getting louder and louder. Gabriela felt her body expand as she was invaded. She squeezed the cement bags tightly, trying not to be pushed. Her eyes teared. She screamed for the entire long moment as that thick cock entered her ass, stopping only when she felt it was all inside her. "Come, eat my ass", whispered Gabriela, returning to her sly tone of voice. Tobias, on the other hand, didn't want her talking in whispers. He held his blond hair tight, twirling it twice with his hand. Gabriela rolled her eyes when forced to look forward and shouted once more when she felt another slap exploding on her ass. Fuck my ass right now! The boy started slowly, with wide, slow movements, pulling the stick out until he had only his head in his ass and slowly burying it all again. Gabriela groaned loudly, slyly, crying on her stick. Fuck that, eat your bitch's ass! One more slap had been hit and his movements accelerated. Fuck my ass, boy, fuck my ass, fuck your bitch's ass, fuck your whore's ass, fuck your whore's ass, fuck your whore's ass, fuck your whore's ass, fuck your whore's ass. Walter put both hands on his face in despair with the scene. Gabriela, at this point, no longer shouted at her husband, turning her attention only to Tobias, as she took her hands to the sketch once more. Please let me have fun this time. I promise I'll turn your piranha and come all week to give my ass to you. "Not that, Gabriela!" shouted Walter. "Shut your mouth, Walter!" shouted Gabrielle. This time, Tobias did not restrain himself, continuing to stick in the ass of Gabriela, who will soon reach orgasm. The blonde shouted, as she had not shouted before. Her body trembled, although caught by the hair in the hand of Tobias, who had not stopped sticking. The blonde shouted for orgasm and for the fuck that had not yet stopped. She felt the thick cock hit her ass more violently until the boy broke his own silence and screamed, but taking the roll out of his ass. The boy chose to make fun of Gabriela's back, spitting on her ass and back. The blonde remained lying on the cement bags for a while, with a smile of satisfaction that did not leave her face. She felt Tobias smooth her body, especially her ass, and took one of her hands back, almost touching his. "You broke up with me, boy", said Gabriela. When Gabriela got up, she noticed the naked body covered entirely in dust, in addition to the hot fuck on her back. She opened a lascivious smile as she smoothed the semen mixed with the cement that covered her skin. She passed her hands on her butt trying to clean herself. When she felt the cold water falling on her back, she screamed once again, frightened. He saw Tobias with the hose tied in his hand, next to the concrete kiln. He rolled his blond hair over his head, making a coke. <unk> Will you hose bathe your dog? <unk> He provoked. In fact, Tobias bathed in it, smoothing his whole body until all the dirt was removed. Walter was left to run through the work behind a towel and invent a story for the guards who asked him the reason for so many screams. Tobias, in his quiet way, never heard any more cries from Walter. The gossip and jokes among the pedestrians curiously also ended. On the other hand, he would still hear a lot of cries from Gabriela, either when he worked until later on the construction site or when he visited their apartment, as he had been contacted to make his retirement.