Under My Boss’ Table

Edward, of course, was completely surprised. He tried to control himself, but total surprise still showed on his face. After the end of the story, he thought about it. I continued absently massaging his shoulders.

“I’ll tell you what. The fact that you’re so involved isn’t very good, of course. But are you sure he liked you?”

I nodded with uncertainty, still not understanding where he was taking me.

“In principle, it will be good if he has a favorable disposition towards us. Some tasks will be much easier to solve with his help…”

“Are you trying to use me?” I was outraged.

“Honey, you’ll be fine. You will have a better chance of moving up the career ladder. From what I remember, in the interview you expressed your desire to develop yourself.”

I plunged into my thoughts. In fact, I wanted professional development. And I wanted to have Edward. Well, I have the last one. Although I had never respected women who pushed husbands away from their families before, or women who were promoted at work through bed, things have changed for me lately. I have changed…

I nodded.

“Here’s a smart girl. We’ll talk about it tomorrow when we go to the museum. Until then… I missed you so much. And I love you.”

His voice became low and husky. And his gaze turned lustful. I remembered my latex combo and asked him to wait.

I put it on (it was not very easy, everything creaked) and left out the stockings, the ones with which Edward was supposed to have his footjob…

When Edward saw me in this picture, he froze. It seemed that what he saw was more than satisfying.

“Come to me.” He said. Not demanded, but specifically asked… I, seductively moving my hips, approached him. Edward immediately grabbed my thighs, pulled me closer to him and pressed his nose against my stomach.

He ran his nose over it, then he started licking the latex with his tongue… He turned me on and aroused some power in me, and I pushed him onto the bed, and then I quickly got on and sat with my crotch on his face.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I really wanted him to lick me! I fidgeted with him, he groaned. He found my vaginal lips with his tongue and began to penetrate as deeply as he could.

As he did so, he squeezed my legs tightly. From the pleasant sensations, I threw my head back and began to move slowly over him. At one point, I moved a little more than necessary and Edward’s tongue touched my anus. An unusual sensation made me shiver, but Edward held me tight and licked my anus persistently. It was nice, but unusual, and I froze to embrace the new feeling. I started to masturbate myself…

After a while I decided to change positions and we settled into position 69. Surprisingly, Edward’s cock was already standing, strong, elastic, juicy… I began to suck it with pleasure, sometimes moaning from the wonderful waves that passed through my body like it was a stream from Edward’s tongue.

The latex creaked slightly and the sound inflamed us even more. My man couldn’t take it anymore, he grabbed me around the waist and turned me around.

He started driving his strong penis with my latex combination, obviously getting pleasure from it… I turned away from him, bent my legs and approached his penis with my feet.

I looked at him questioningly, asking for permission. He closed his eyes as if he agreed. And I started doing the same to him that I did to Makar Sergeyevich then, under the table…

There was a lot of cum and it spread wonderfully on my latex. I stood there, without moving, admiring this view. The sperm of my beloved man…

That night we slept together in the same bed. Edward hugged me tenderly, and I was beside myself with happiness! We were definitely going to the next level, and all thanks to this situation.

The morning was good. Edward kissed me when I woke up. We had breakfast together, chatting and laughing. Then we got dressed and went to the Hermitage to educate ourselves.

Since Edward was not only handsome and sexy, but also a hell of a smart man, it was a pleasure spending time with him in such an institution. We looked through paintings, exhibits, sculptures, about some he told me facts that I did not know myself. After a few hours, we were quite tired and we sat down on the bench.

“Look at this statue.” Edward pointed to the statue of a naked man. His muscles were bold and beautifully presented. “Hercules. Come closer. I like this. His real name is Alcides, did you know? He too, according to myth, had a twin brother Iphicles. Now… look at his cock.”

“Edward!” I exclaimed and looked around nervously.

“Why is he so small?” I raised my eyebrows. I couldn’t stop looking.

I stared at Hercules’s small penis.

“Of course his penis is not comparable to yours.” I said slowly and looked at Edward mischievously. His face remained unreadable.

“Yes? What can you say about my cock, Elvira?”

He approached me.

“I really like it. It’s beautiful, strong, tough… oh…” – his palm was at my crotch.

“Go on.” He whispered. “Don’t worry, nobody cares about us.”

“And it’s also juicy, sweet, you want to keep it in your mouth.” I continued with the same calm. His fingers began to caress THERE.

“Oh!”

I liked that I was being masturbated almost in public. Even though we had our backs to everyone and were very close to the sculpture, the prohibition of action enraged me. My clit responded to Edward’s touch. The agonizing passion lasted for about five minutes, after which Edward abruptly stopped his teasing with a calm air.

“Good girl.”

I breathed often, realizing that now my panties were completely wet.