I thank you for reading me and for the notes, it encourages me to tell you about my adventures.Difficult job This happened in the years 1998/99, I worked at night, I was still a site manager and straight, we were doing info cabling in busy offices, I was waiting for the arrival of staff to restart them from their PC at 9am, while waiting for them to come I was under the desks finishing the connections. That morning, a Friday, there was only me left in the office, my colleagues had returned. Some secretaries enter and go to the back of the room to have coffee or tea, they discuss their evening among themselves. I have seen that women often talk to each other about sex and their adventures without complex, and sometimes very raw. I finish my work by letting my ears trail, the salacious conversations not taking long to come. One of the women in her sixties, plump, the way wearing more than the others speaks: - Do you remember girls, last week, when I went to the garage to inflate a tire, I had no change to thank the mechanic and I gave him a blowjob to thank him. He had a very nice cock and while sucking it he told me that the next time he would bugger me because I was a good slut. Well last night, I was in the toilets of the club and my ass was on fire, my husband has been away for three days, so I'm a little fed up with the vibrator. So I left without panties just with the tights, and told myself that I was going to give him the blow of the puncture. When I arrived, he made me return the car to the garage to look at the tires, he told me that I had to change the front ones that he was going to order them for today, but while waiting he had a promise to keep. He lowered his pants and took out his big cock, which I hastened to suck. Forcefully after a while, he told me to turn around to take me on the hood of the car. It drove her crazy, he called me a slut, a whore, I wet my pantyhose with it, suddenly he ripped it off, I took the tube of gel out of my bag and handed it to him. He smeared his cock and shoved it straight into me without precaution, I had pain at first but after he stuffed me so well I came in front and behind, the bastard he had endurance, he m to unload everything in the ass, I left with a Kleenex stuck in it, it was running down my tights. He told me see you tomorrow. I was, still under the desk, with an erection impossible to control, from where I was I could only see his legs and my imagination was acting up. The girls were laughing, asking for the address of the garage and other pleasantries. I took the opportunity to slip away discreetly, I had arrived close to the toilets, and was preparing to enter it when my gaze met that of the titular slut, she gave me a smile of complicity by passing her tongue over her lips. and a wink. I can't believe it, it's heating me up.I go into the toilet, I have a big desire to jerk off, I don't see my wife much at the moment, with my schedules we meet, and in addition my marriage is in the process of wavering. I wash my hands and splash a little water on my face when the door opens, it's the service slut who enters and locks the door behind her.- So, big boy, we listen to the girls' conversations. I'm 38, they're over 60, it could be my mother, but I'm in such a state of lack and envy, that I said to her: -- with your story, you've turned me on, now I have one hell of a stick.- Come closer, I'll relieve you. She sticks to me, rolls me a shovel and massages my cock and balls through the jeans.He's a pro at the fly, she's already pulled out my cock and jerks it off, then squats down and swallows ...

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