I continued my freelance work, but our unstable economy, thanks to our "excellent political class," means companies are cutting exactly what can be cut: consulting services. So I ended up idle most of my time, and staying home without work only created friction with my wife. It was during this low point that, one day, talking to a good friend of mine, he extended an invitation:

"César, you haven't been doing much of your consulting work lately. Would you like to come work with me at my office? I need help?"
I was surprised by this invitation, after all, your field is diametrically opposed to mine. I've always worked in the industrial technical field, and he in accounting. So I said,
"Geez, Roque, I don't understand anything about accounting. How could I help you?"
He then explained,
"I need someone to manage and organize the office. I'm away most of the time, and for that, I need someone I can trust completely."
I thought about it for a moment and then said,
"If that's the case, then I'm up for it, but on one condition: whenever a job comes up in my field, I need the flexibility to not come into the office.
" "No problem."

Once the details were finalized, I started at the office the following week. It's not large, with only five employees, but I noticed from the outset that routine procedures were lacking, so much so that three months later, the employees were performing activities that normally depended on him independently. Among the people, the one most pleased with my arrival was Inês. She'd already worked at the office for three years, always managing HR. Married, fifty-four years old, with brown hair, dyed of course, medium-sized breasts, a large butt, and thick thighs. She's a little overweight, but not exactly overweight, although every woman thinks she is. From the beginning, she was the most receptive person to me, so much so that every day, upon arriving and leaving, I received a kiss and a hug. I've always been very respectful, especially in the workplace; after all, where you earn your bread, you don't eat the meat, that's what I've always believed. As time went on, these hugs began to get tighter, and when I pulled her against me, she didn't flinch. One day, another employee was standing behind her and said,
"Give me a massage on my shoulders; they're sore."
As the other employee massaged, she said,

"Mmm, how delicious, it doesn't stop."
With my arrival at the office, Inês developed a kind of dependence, and every now and then she'd call me to solve some little problem. On those occasions, I'd pull up a chair and sit next to her, or stand behind her, when I took the opportunity to touch her shoulders and massage them. She loved it and asked me not to stop. From then on, it was hard to go a day without massaging her shoulders. Time passed, and I massaged her back, neck, and arms, and I was never rejected. I sat next to her, always hugging her waist, and my hands touched her body, caressing her every now and then. Between conversations with the women in the office, especially Tássia, it became clear that Inês's husband hadn't been in for a long time. I learned he had a serious prostate problem that needed to be surgically removed. He felt wounded in his masculinity and refused to seek medical help to restore sexual function, becoming completely impotent. Tássia is very playful and one day, when it was just the three of us, she said with a smile:

"César, what's your idea of ​​us buying a dildo for Inês? She needs it so badly, at least until she decides to cheat on her husband who doesn't care about her at all. "
I looked at Inês, who simply said,
"Stop being silly, Tássia, what a dildo?"
I just smiled and didn't comment. I continued my massages and caresses with her. One day she came to work wearing a looser blouse, and occasionally one of her shoulders is exposed. I've always found a woman with bare shoulders very sensual, and in a moment of greater privacy, since it was just the two of us in the room, I came up behind her, kissed her shoulder, and whispered in her ear,
"I love a woman with bare shoulders, I find them very sensual."
She just smiled and said nothing. Our intimacy continued to grow, but nothing too explicit; after all, there are always other people in the office. But the hugs remained tight, and whenever I pressed my penis against her stomach, she didn't pull away. The kisses on her face lingered longer. One day, we were at the cafe with another employee, the three of us standing, and when one of us made a comment, Inês wrapped her arms around my waist, only this time my cock was pressed against her thigh. I held her against me long enough for my cock to harden, and this time I was sure she felt the bulge pressing against her thigh, but she didn't even move away. Our secret make-out session continued until a more private opportunity arose. My friend is almost always out, and one day he took the other employees to do more detailed work with a client. They would be gone all day. As soon as we were alone, I said to her:

"Finally alone."
She smiled and said,
"Delicious."
That's an expression she uses all the time, so I didn't pay much attention. The first opportunity came, there I was, massaging her shoulders. She was wearing a loose-fitting shirt, which allowed me to slip my hand into her neckline and massage her back. Feeling this, she said,
"Mmm, that feels good."
I asked if her husband didn't do that, and she said,
"No way! My husband doesn't want anything.
" "If I were in his place, I'd want to know and do everything with you."
She just smiled and then said,
"It's always like that: those who have it ignore it, those who don't want it."
I continued massaging her back and said,
"Don't you miss these cuddles?"
She was silent for a moment and then said,
"Of course, who doesn't like cuddles?" "I 'm here to give you some." She smiled and said,
"I'm here to give you some."

"Better stop this conversation.
" "Why, aren't you enjoying my caresses?
" "Of course you are, but we're married, and it's not fair."
As we spoke, my hands ran over her neck, her hair, my hands squeezing her shoulders, and I felt her surrendering to my touch, but at the same time fighting against it. I stepped out from behind her and went to my desk. After a while, I returned and, without her expecting it, kissed her neck. She flinched, a typical reaction of someone who gets turned on by this type of kiss. I kept my head pressed against hers and whispered in her ear:
"I've been wanting to give you that kiss for a while.
" "You're crazy, I'm married.
" "So, I am too, but that doesn't stop me from having desires, don't you?"
She remained silent, but I persisted with the question, until she said:
"Of course I do, but we must control ourselves."
My mouth was still near her neck, so I took the opportunity to give her another kiss, this time longer. She tried to dodge, but without much conviction, only complaining:
"For César, I'm married. I can't indulge myself in this."
I ignored her and once again pressed my mouth to her neck, this time giving her a light lick as well as a kiss. She tilted her head slightly, as if allowing me to continue, and I kept my mouth there. I gave her continuous kisses and caressed her arms with my hands. She complained:
"Oh, César, don't do this to me, I can't."

I spoke. But I wasn't convincing. I kissed from her neck to her face. Until I got close to her mouth. I kissed the corner of her mouth. With one hand, I turned her face toward me and kissed her lips. Her eyes were closed. I kissed her again, but her lips didn't reciprocate. I didn't give up and kissed her again, until she moved her lips and kissed me back. I forced my mouth a little harder, and she gave in completely, surrendering to the kiss. Our tongues mingled, locked in a kiss full of desire and lust. I pulled her to her feet. We embraced, never breaking the kiss. My hands ran down her back, slid under her hair. My hard cock poked her stomach. I lowered my hands to her ass and squeezed. I pulled her tighter against my body and whispered in her ear:
"Feel how excited I am for you.
" "I'm feeling it, César... Oh, how long it's been since I felt this."
In a moment of lucidity, she said,
"Let's stop, César. The office door is open, someone might come in.
" "Not that, my dear. I'll find a way."
I went down the stairs to the office and locked the door. When I returned, I said,
"Okay, now no one will bother us.
" "You really are crazy.
" "Yes, I am crazy, but it's to have you in my arms."
I hugged her again, and we went to the sofa in my friend's living room. We sat down and continued kissing. My hand reached her breast, and at the first touch, she tried to reject it. I kissed her mouth harder and forced my hand. She gave in and allowed my caresses. She wore a sheer dress, and I could feel her hard nipples. I squeezed both breasts, and she moaned with pleasure. I slid my hand down and reached the hem of her dress. I touched her legs, which were still together. I slipped my hand between her legs and pushed her knees apart. At first she was reluctant, but soon she opened her legs and I moved my hand up to her thighs. Her skin was silky and smooth. I kissed her and said at the same time:

"Mmm, that's delicious, Inês. I've been wanting this for a long time. I'm so turned on by you.
" "That's crazy, César! I've never done that before, I've never cheated on my husband.
" "There's always a first time. I'm happy to be the first. I want to make you cum so much. Has it been a while since your husband fucked you?
" "A long time, César. I don't even know when the last time was, it's been years.
" "So today you're going to be fucked properly... I'm going to make you cum like a little bitch in heat.
" "Wow, no one has ever called me that.
" "Don't you like it? Don't you want to be my hot little bitch?
" "Of course I want it, César. Now I want everything... I want to be yours completely... Without shame... Without fear."
We kissed again. My hand went up and reached her panties. She spread her legs, making it easier for me. I touched her pussy; her panties were completely wet. When I felt my hand touch her, she moaned louder. I forced my finger inside, still on her panties, and felt her slit. I rubbed my finger, and she spread her legs even wider. I lifted her dress, exposing her thighs. That excess clothing was preventing better access to my desires. The dress was zippered in the back. I unhooked it and undid the zipper, forcing the dress down her arms. I made her stand, and the dress fell to her feet. There, now she was only in her panties and bra. I remained seated, and she stood, bringing her pussy to my mouth. I pulled her body up by the ass and pressed my mouth to her pussy, still over her panties. I forced my tongue in and felt her slit. She grabbed my head and said,
"That's it... Lick it good... I love that."
I wanted to spice it up, and I said,

"What do you like?
" "Being sucked.
" "Where?
" "Oh, you know where.
" "I know, but I want you to tell me.
" I feel awkward. I've never been used to talking about these things, my husband never liked it.
"But I like it... Go on... Where do you like to be sucked?"
She remained silent for a moment and then said,
"In the vagina.
" "Not like that, Inês, that's doctor's language. We're lovers here, and lovers don't talk like that.
" "How do they talk?
" "In a dirty, slutty, vulgar, shameless way. That's why you say it like that; I like to be sucked in the pussy.
" "My God, I've never said that.
" "Well, now it's time to talk, come on."
I went back to licking her pussy, and she forced my head to suck harder, until she said,
"That's it, César... Suck it good... Suck my pussy hard."
I pulled down her panties and took them off, tossing them aside. I made her spread her legs and stuck my tongue in that pussy, completely soaked with lust. I licked, sucked, and sucked her shaft, which was jutting out of her pussy. I didn't have to suck much for her to say,
"Ouch... I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum... Suck it fast... Like that... Delicious... I'm going to cum... I'm cuming so much."
I felt her legs go weak and made her sit down. She sank onto the couch and said,
"Wow, it's been so long since I've cum, my God, it feels so good. "
I kissed her mouth, and mine was still wet with your pussy. I rubbed my face against hers and said,
"Have you ever tasted your pussy?
" "Never. "
"Did you like it?
" "It's not bad."
I stood in front of her and began to take off my clothes. First my shirt, then my belt, then my pants, I unzipped them, and took them off. She stared at me. My cock was hard under my underwear, and since it took me a while to come off, she asked,
"Take them off, let's see."
"What do you want to see?"
Now, without shame, she said:

"Your cock."
I took off my underwear, and my cock sprang up, ready to be used. She sat on the edge of the couch, gripped my cock with both hands, and then kissed the head. She gave it several little kisses and then swallowed the head, beginning a delicious blowjob. I held her head by the hair and forced her mouth against my cock, saying,
"Suck it good, little slut... Swallow your man's cock... Satisfy your desire for cock, slut."
She lost control and sucked like crazy, as if she'd never done anything like that before. She licked my entire length, went all the way to my balls, and swallowed my balls. That blowjob was making me about to cum, but I wanted to fuck that warm pussy. With my hands, I unclasped the bra clasp she was still wearing and left her naked too. I made her lie down on the couch and said,
"Now I'm going to fuck your pussy. Do you want to fuck your pussy, little bitch?"
"I want you, you dirty man... Put your dick in my pussy... I want to cum in it."
She spreads her legs, I position myself between them, rest my head at the entrance of her pussy and force it in. The head enters and she moans asking:

"Put it in slowly, it's been a while since she's had a dick."
I slowly moved in and out, and soon I was completely inside her. I let her get used to the invader and gradually started moving in and out. She was delirious:
"Oh, how delicious... How I needed this... Put it in good... I want to cum on your cock, you naughty man.
" I thrust hard as we kissed. Our bodies were covered in sweat, and I told her:
"My little slut wants to cum on my cock, right? So feel it... Feel how my cock goes in and out of your pussy... Go on, little bitch... Cum good... Cum on my cock."
She was delirious with pleasure and immediately announced her release:
"Go on, Cesar... Put it in hard now... Go hard... Come on, you naughty girl... I'm going to cum again... Come on... Come on... Cumeeeeee."
I kept thrusting until she finished cumming. I left my cock inside her until her body stopped trembling. We kissed tenderly, and I said,
"Did you cum good, my little slut?"
"Don't even mention it... It was amazing... It's so good to fuck. "
"We can fuck whenever you want. "
She laughed and said, "
You say it like it's easy.
" "We can always find a way. "
She laughed, kissed me, and said,
"But you haven't cum yet.
" "Not yet, but we have time."
We cuddled together. The couch wasn't big, so it wasn't very comfortable. She turned onto her back, and we spooned. She has a big ass, and my cock reacted immediately and got hard again. I kept rubbing my cock against her crack and sometimes I went in between her ass and touched her asshole. She pulled back until she said,
"Don't get any intentions, I've never given up."
I laughed and whispered in her ear:

"There's always a first time.
" "But not today," she said. "Put it in my pussy again."
She lifted her ass, and I thrust into her pussy. She wiggled that delicious ass, and holding her breasts, I couldn't control myself for long. Soon, I filled her pussy with my warm cum. We stayed there, locked together, until my cock softened and slipped out of her. We were careful not to get anything on the couch and went to the bathroom. There was no shower, so we washed ourselves with the douche. We changed and went back to the workroom. We hugged and kissed for a long time. When she finished, she said,
"Thank you so much, César. You don't know how long I've wanted a moment like this."
I smiled and said,
"My dear Inês, we can do this again and again, and next time we'll go to a motel."
It was late afternoon. I unlocked the door, and we went back to working the rest of the shift.

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