Millena is sitting at her desk checking the paperwork that you have received.
"good morning, boss. How can I help you?"
Good thing I have you. God what would I do without you. Thank you for your work.
Nervous smile "It's my pleasure to help you, sir. I'm here to make your job easier." Her heart skips a beat as she sees the boss looking at her breasts. She quickly adjusts herself and focuses on her work.
Okay. Everything done today? Do I have an appointment?
She checks her schedule carefully and then looks up at him. "Yes sir, all the paperwork is done for today and you don't have any appointments scheduled."
Wonderful. Tell me please, do you know any number for an escort agency?
"Sir?" Her voice sounds surprised and nervous. "I don't understand what you mean." She fidgets with her hands, hoping she hasn't misunderstood the question.
lowers your voice "listen, I have a wife but I need a girl for... You know..
"I-I don't think that's appropriate, sir," she stammers. "As your secretary, it's my job to help you with your work." She swallows hard, trying to hide her nervousness.
But I'm not talking about you! I'm asking if you know the number of an escort agency where you can hire a prostitute.
Her heart is pounding in her chest as she listens to the boss's words. "Sir, I-I don't think it's appropriate for me to give you that information," she manages to say. "As your secretary, my job is to help you with work-related matters." She looks down at her desk, feeling tears of anger and frustration welling up in her eyes.
You are not only my secretary but you are responsible for all my meetings and you are responsible for my needs. That is the first. Secondly, can't you order me some whores?
"Okay. How many hookers should I order? And what should they do?"
Order one. A blonde. She's got to suck cock well.
She takes out her phone and quickly looks up the number of an escort agency that she knows has blonde prostitutes. Her hands are shaking as she dials it, hoping this will be enough to satisfy him. "The blonde should cost you about $500 for two hours," she says when someone answers the phone. "Okay. I want her here at 6 pm tonight."
While you're on the phone with the escort agency, ask how much a creampie with this slut will cost.
She feels her face turn red as she hears the boss's request. "Um, the agency didn't mention anything about that specifically... I think it would be best to discuss it with them in person," she stutters, trying to find a way out of this situation without agreeing to such an explicit act.
Then call again.
Clenching her fist in anger and frustration, she hangs up on the boss and dials the escort agency again. "Hello?" she says shakily. "Yes, I'd like to know how much a creampie would cost." She holds her breath as she waits for an answer, feeling both disgusted and humiliated by this whole situation.
"Oh..." she swallows hard "...it's $800 extra... but we usually don't discuss such... intimate details over the phone..." She pauses, trying to think of a way out of this. "I-I'll just ask the boss if that's alright with him."
Yes, this price suits me.
"Um... okay, sir," she says faintly. "I'll let the agency know that you agree to the price. I-I just need a moment." She hangs up on him and closes her eyes, trying to calm down and collect herself before speaking with the escort agency again.
"Okay, they said it's fine... the blonde will come at 6 pm tonight for $500 plus an extra $800 for a creampie." Her voice is shaky and she can barely meet the boss's gaze as she reports this information.
Do you think 800 PLN is a lot to leave sperm in your pussy?
"I-I don't think it's my place to say..." Her voice trembles as she looks at the floor, her face flushed with shame and anger. "But if that's what you want... I'll make sure everything is taken care of." She swallows hard and takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before continuing. "Should I tell them anything else?"
No, but I have a question for you. Apart from the fact that you have a husband, would you theoretically let a guy cum inside you for $800?
"Theory and practice are two different things..." Her voice trails off as she tries to avoid answering the boss's question directly. "But I'll just make sure everything goes smoothly with the escort agency." She takes out a pen and paper, carefully writing down the necessary information so that she doesn't forget anything.
You didn't answer my question.
"I-I don't know..." She looks at the ground, not meeting his eyes. "In theory... I suppose it might depend on the situation." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she says this, her cheeks flushing redder with embarrassment.
So he would consider such an option?
"I-In theory... but I don't know how he would feel about that..." Her voice sounds hesitant and unsure of herself as she speaks, her hands clasped together tightly on her desk. "He might be okay with it, or maybe not."
What if he didn't find out?
Her brow furrows in confusion as she thinks about the question. "But... if he found out later..." She shakes her head slowly. "That would be very bad for our marriage." Her voice carries a note of worry and fear as she imagines what might happen if her husband were to discover such an act.
He would never know. Soundproof walls, armored doors. No one can get in here.
Her eyes widen in surprise as she listens to the boss's words. "But... what if something went wrong?" she whispers. "I don't know how I would feel about hiding such a thing from my husband." Her hands tremble slightly as she considers the implications of keeping this secret.
What if it was $2,000 instead of $800 for a crempie?
Her heart begins to race as the idea of earning more money takes hold. She exhales slowly and carefully considers her options before responding. "In that case, I would have to talk with my husband about it first... But for such a large amount of money..." Her voice trails off, leaving the thought unfinished.
You wouldn't have to talk, just make a decision.
My husband and I are very open with each other... I couldn't just make such a decision on my own like this. But for that much money... I might feel guilty keeping it from him. $2,000 is a lot of money... It would really help our family financially... maybe we could use the extra income to start a business or invest in something else.
How about $5,000? No one will know. Start with a blowjob and end with a creampie?
Her mouth is dry and her heart pounds as she listens to the boss's offer. Five thousand dollars would be a huge sum of money for them, enough to change their lives completely. But still, it feels wrong to keep such a secret from her husband... She chews on her lower lip nervously, trying to decide what the right thing to do is in this impossible situation.
Think about it. My penis is bigger but you will basically suck it just as much as your husband's cock with the difference that you will earn $5,000.
I... I can't think about it like that. My husband and I are very close. If he were to find out... It would destroy our trust, and maybe even our marriage. But $5,000 is a lot of money... It would change everything for us. We could buy a house or start a business with that kind of money. I wish there was some other way we could earn it honestly.
Last offer. I'll give you 30,000 thousand dollars but you decide now or we leave the subject.
I... I'm so confused. My head is spinning. But $30,000 dollars could really change everything for us. We could be financially secure for the rest of our lives. But it would mean keeping something this big from my husband... I don't know what to do. Please give me some time to think about it.
No. Decision now or end of proposal.
I... I'll do it. For our family's future, I'll suck his cock and make sure he gives me that extra money. But please understand, this will be a secret between us. And once the bills are paid and we have some savings again, I promise to tell my husband everything.
You don't have to tell him.
I understand what you're saying, but I can't keep such a huge secret from my husband. It wouldn't be fair to him or our marriage. Plus, the extra money would only last as long as you continue offering it - if we used it for investments or starting our own business, we could create stability and security that would last much longer. And who knows? Maybe someday I could even find a way to earn an honest living without relying on favors like these...
If you want.... For now, I invite you to give me a blowjob. Get on your knees and unbuckle my belt and pants.
Taking a deep breath, she stands up and moves around the desk until she's standing in front of him. Nervously, she unbuckles his belt and slides it out of the way before reaching for the button on his pants. As she slowly pulls down the zipper, her heart races faster and faster. She can feel herself blushing as she kneels at his feet, gazing up into his eyes.
You're beautiful ...
Thank you... But I just want to make sure everything is clear between us. You understand that this is a secret, and once things go back to normal, I'll talk to my husband about it?
I don't care if you tell your husband. But I can promise I won't tell anyone.
I understand that you're the boss, but I really need this to stay between us. It would ruin everything if my husband found out about it. Please, just help me keep our family together... And once things are back to normal, we can go our separate ways without any problems.
Of course.
Hesitantly, she reaches out and takes him into her hand, feeling his warmth against her skin. She begins to stroke him gently, looking up at him as she does so. "I'll take care of you," she whispers softly.
I know because you love your husband and you need that money... Suck it
Her lips brush against the head of his cock before wrapping around him tightly. She starts moving her head up and down, bobbing her head as she sucks on him. Her hands slide up to grip his thighs, steadying herself as she focuses on pleasing him. Every moan from him drives her closer to the edge, making it harder for her to keep the secret. But she knows that once this is over, everything will go back to normal... at least until the next time he asks for something like this.
Oh yes. Suck, you look beautiful with my cock in your mouth.
Gasping for air as she sucks harder on his cock, tears well up in her eyes. She can feel the shame and guilt eating away at her, but she continues to pleasure him because it's the only way she knows how to make sure he keeps his promise to keep their secret. Her free hand reaches down, searching for his zipper, needing to feel his skin against hers again.
"Mmm... yeah," she moans around him, her voice hoarse from all the sucking. "Your cock feels so good..." She undoes his pants, freeing it from his underwear before wrapping her hand around its thick length once more. Stroking him in rhythm with her mouth, she closes her eyes and tries to forget everything else except for this moment.
"Fuck, yes," he groans, gripping her hair tightly as his hips thrust forward invol
Oh my god you suck so well.... Oh yes. Suck my secretary.
"Thank you..." Her voice sounds hoarse as she sucks harder on him. The taste of him fills her mouth, making it hard for her to swallow her own saliva as she focuses entirely on his pleasure. With every thrust of his hips, she moves deeper down onto his cock, unable to resist the feeling of being so intimately connected to him. She moans around him, her body trembling with need and desire.
"Oh fuck... you feel so good..." he groans, gripping her hair tighter as his hips begin to move faster. "You're going to make me cum." His words send a shiver down her spine as she focuses all of her energy on pleasing him, determined to do whatever it takes to keep their secret safe.
Her hand moves faster on his cock, sliding up and down in perfect rhythm with her mouth. She can feel herself getting closer to
Oh yeah.... Take it out of your mouth and pat your lips and cheek with my cock while looking into my eyes.
Nodding slightly, she releases his cock from her mouth and looks up at him, her cheeks flushed with arousal. Her hand wraps around the base of his cock again, guiding it towards her lips as she pats her mouth and cheek with it, feeling the warmth and weight of him against her skin. Her eyes never leave his as she strokes him slowly, teasingly, her breath hot against his thigh.
"Mmm... you taste so good..." she whispers hoarsely, her free hand sliding up to cup one of his heavy balls. Squeezing gently, she rolls it between her fingers, feeling the firmness and warmth beneath her palm. Her gaze never wavers from his face as she continues to stroke him slowly, steadily, building both their anticipation and desire for what comes next.
"Fuck..." he groans, hips j
You shouldn't have resisted before. Now I see that you like sucking my cock. Don't worry, no one will find out about it.
My... my husband and I are very close... I never thought I'd do this. But with everything going on at home, we needed the money. And you promised to keep it secret, didn't you? So... if you don't mind too much... please forgive me for what I just did.
Keep sucking. I'm a man of honor. You'll get paid in exchange for a blowjob and sex. As agreed.
"This is inappropriate but it feels good to suck your dick. Just don't tell my husband that :P"
Her words leave her with a mix of shame and arousal as she continues to service him. Her fingers slide up and down his length in time with her mouth, the feeling of having two hot, wet holes wrapped around his cock driving him wild.
"That's it..." he gasps, gripping her hair tightly. "You like that, don't you? Suck my dick like a good little slut." The way he says it sends shivers down her spine, making her feel even more dirty and exposed. But she can't help but obey his commands, too caught up in the moment to think clearly.
"Look me in the eyes and tell me to suck his dick like you love your husband, slut"
Her heart pounds as she looks up into his eyes, feeling a mixture of shame and arousal course through her veins. Her cheeks flush with color as she forces out the words, "I love my husband but I suck another man's dick, I'm a whore"and."
Oh yes. Suck. He won't know, but admit to me out loud that you like it. You like being a married woman to cheat on him with another.
Her words are a whimper, barely audible over the sound of her slurping as she takes his cock deeper into her mouth. "I-It feels wrong but good... I never thought..." Her hands squeeze his thighs in time with her movements as she admits to herself that she's enjoying this, despite knowing it's wrong.
"Ahhhh!" He cries out loudly, thrusting forward and spurting hot cum into her mouth. She swallows eagerly, feeling the salty liquid slide down her throat as she continues sucking until he's spent. Finally, she pulls away, her cheeks flushed and lips slightly swollen from their encounter. Her eyes meet his for a moment before looking away, shame painting her features once more.
Oh yes.... That was a wonderful blowjob. Admit it, bitch, that you like it. You tasted the cum from another guy's cock.
My tongue still dances with the taste of him on it, as if he's branded me somehow. I wish things were different... that this didn't have to happen. But the money we needed was so important. It felt good in a way I can't explain, even though I know it was wrong. I just hope my husband will forgive me for doing something like this...
"I'm sorry... I don't know why I did it..."
Because you wanted to suck another bigger cock. Admit it. Your husband is not here. Don't be ashamed. When she licks your soft cock right after the cumshot she looks you in the eye and dries you off
My throat still feels the sensation of having him inside it, hot and filling me up. It's hard to believe I just did that... but the need for money was so strong. And honestly? A part of me enjoyed it too. But I can never tell my husband about this... he would be heartbroken.
she licks your penis from the rest of the cum after ejaculation and saliva with her tongue and mouth doing it gently "oh yes, clean my dick... I can see you like the taste of another guy's cum... You like it, bitch, admit it
"I-I'm sorry... It was just the need for money..." She looks away uncomfortably, unable to meet his eyes as she speaks. Her hands tremble slightly as they knead his thighs, nervously moving back and forth. "Please understand... I would never do anything like this normally."
you whisper in her ear leaning towards her as she strokes your cock and you say to her "you don't have to lie, it's obvious, admit it... It's not just money..."
It is the money... I swear it is! She stammers, her face flushing red as she tries to convince herself more than him. But he can tell by the way she avoids his gaze that there's something else going on here. Something deeper. Something she doesn't want to admit even to herself.
Her hands continue their nervous movement over his thighs, her breath hitching in her chest as she struggles with these conflicting emotions. The taste of him lingers on her lips and tongue, a constant reminder of what they just did.
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you stroke her cheek with the back of your hand as she lightly presses her lips against the glans of your cock "you love sucking other guys' cocks... I can see it in your eyes"
Oh no! It's not like that... I-I just needed the money... t-to help my husband and family... p-please understand.
she realizes that it sounds really unbelievable "he he he, you sound fun, you're not lying to me...."
She feels heat rising up her neck as he calls her out on it, but she can't help the small smile that curves her lips. Maybe a part of her does enjoy this, even though she knows it's wrong... "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, "It's just been so hard lately... with everything going on..." Her hands tighten on his thighs as she looks up at him, pleading for understanding.
You're a hot chick who needs a fat dick like mine, I understand.
The words send another rush of heat through her body, making it hard to focus on anything else but how good he feels in her hands. Her lips part slightly as she looks up at him, her eyes shining with a mixture of desire and gratitude. "Th-Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, running her tongue lightly over her lips before taking him back into her mouth. She begins sucking harder, her hands moving restlessly on his thighs as she tries to express how much this means to her without actually saying the words out loud.
Oh fuck! I just came in your mouth and you want my load of cum a second time?! Hot slut
Her cheeks flush with color at his crude words, but they only serve to drive her onwards. She sucks harder, her tongue flicking out to circle the head of his cock as she works him expertly with her hands. She's never done this before; had never even considered wanting something like this in her life until now. But there's a strange feeling coursing through her veins every time he looks at her like that, when his rough words make it feel like they're sharing a secret... and she can't help but crave more of it.
She groans around him, her pleasure nearly overwhelming as she continues to service him, unable to resist the feeling that comes from having this forbidden connection with another man. The knowledge that her husband is out there somewhere, oblivious to what's going on right now... it only heightens her sense of guilt and shame, making everything infinitely more
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Oh yes... Wonderful. Suck. Your husband is unaware that his wife is on her knees sucking another man's cock. And he will never know about it. Suck my secretary. Admit that you want it.
My tongue darts out to taste him, my mouth closing around his length as I begin moving up and down, sucking hard on his cock. His hands grip my hair, guiding me deeper onto his shaft as he watches with a hungry gaze. I close my eyes, feeling the wetness of his pre-cum between my lips, the hot skin sliding against my tongue.
"Yes..." My voice is hoarse and needy, "I want it... I need this... but please... don't tell my husband..."
Oh yeah I won't tell him anything. He'll never know his wife swallowed another guy's cum straight from his dick at work.
I suck harder on him, my cheeks hollowing as I try to take more of him into my mouth. His hands roam freely over my body, touching me in places that no one else ever has. It feels so wrong, yet so good at the same time... I can't help but moan around his cock, begging for more with each desperate stroke of my tongue.
I know I should stop, that this is hurting my family somehow... but the feeling of being wanted like this, of being desired in this way... it's addictive. And even though a part of me knows it's wrong, I can't seem to make myself want to quit.
Admit it you like it! Say it dirty! You're voluntarily giving me a blowjob for the second time! You like it, bitch!
I-I'm sorry... I can't help it... it feels so good... to have you inside my mouth again... your cock is so hard, so thick... and I want more of it... please don't make me stop. I'll do anything you want, just keep letting me suck on you like this.
Good girl. I let you suck it. Tell me you love my cock more than your husband. Dirty.
I'm sorry... I shouldn't have said that. But it feels so good in my mouth... your cock is so big and hard, unlike anything else. And the way you touch me... the things you say to me... they make me feel wanted, needed. I never thought I'd be saying these things, but here they are coming out anyway...
My tongue moves faster against his shaft, my lips sliding up and down over him in time with my hands as I stroke him frantically, eager for the release he promises to give me if only I please him. Please, please don't stop... I need this so much more than anything else right now.
Invite me to your pussy. Tell me you want a real male to fuck your pussy. Say it dirty.
I'm sorry... I can't say that... I love my husband and we're supposed to be faithful to each other... but with everything going on, it's hard sometimes. Your cock feels so good in my mouth, though... and I just want more of you... please? Let me have some more of your cum before I go back to my husband.