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Keys and filesI was waiting for the end of this boring meeting with our client. It was important for our company. My boss even lent me his shiny car, so I could make a good impression at their facilities. But I was not totally focused on that meeting. I was eager for the end of it.We, you and me, were going to grab a coffee today, after work, and I was getting late for it. Finally, it’s 6.30pm. The meeting is over. It went Ok. We sold our solution to them. The client chose us.I get into the car and I take off my jacket and tie, and roll up my sleeves. It’s hot today, but cloudy.I still needed to return the car to Mr. Conrad, so he could go home. I decided to pick you up first, so you wouldn’t wait for me. You were there, getting out of the building. You were wearing a halterneck top with a dressy capri and some strappy high-heeled sandals, all black, just like you told me earlier.I park the car right in front of you. I wasn’t late. “Kate?”, I asked, already outside of the car.”Hi Pete”, you said, with an embarrassed giggle. I kiss you, cheek to cheek. Your soft skin starts blushing. You recognized me by my height.”You are really tall!”, you replied.”Thanks!””So, where are we going, Pete?””I was thinking about this little coffee-shop, a few miles away from here, is it Ok for you?””Sure”, you said.”But I first need to pass by my company and change cars. This türkçe bahis is my boss’s car”, I replied. I opened the door for you, and you liked it.While I was driving, I noticed that you kept looking at me with this sneaky look, trying to hide your eyes with your hair.After a few minutes, talking about how our days went, I ask you “Why that naughty look?””It’s that… We’ve never met before… it’s different being in person.”, you said it, laughing in an embarrassed tone.”You can look at me, Kate. This is a date!”, I said, looking directly at you.We smiled.We arrive. I slid my hand up and down your left thigh, and I say “Come with me”. I grab my files and we get out of the car. We walk side by side, and you start grabbing my ass.We get into the facilities, and I ask to the receptionist — “Hi Paula. Have you seen Mr. Conrad?””Mr Conrad already left, he took one of the company’s cars.”, she said.”Ok, I’m going to his office to drop his keys and this files.””Pete… would you mind to close the main door for me? I’ve been waiting for you so I could close the office… there’s no need to lock the door with the key, just make sure you leave it closed, Ok?”, she said, while leaving the office.”No problem Paula. See you tomorrow, then.”We walk down the hallway in my office. I show you my workspace when violently, you push me into the archive room. I grab güvenilir bahis siteleri you by your waist and my back hits the wall. By then, you are close enough to kiss me. You start kissing me. I kiss you back, while you pull me tightly against you.I can feel your breasts against my body. I start kissing you behind your hear down to your throat. “Do you like that?” – I murmur to you. You don’t even care to say a word. You simply moan.I keep kissing you. You close your eyes and you inhale my scent. I slid my hand down to the back of your spine. We start taking of your black top and your satiny bra. I take a deep breath of your scent. I like it. I cupped your breasts in my hands and I squeezed them.You take off my white shirt, exposing my chest and stomach, while I kiss your throat.I pause for a moment and I ask you – “Are we really doing this?”You start taking of your capri pants, while looking at me with a naughty look in the eyes. I didn’t even need an answer. I take off my black leather shoes and socks, I unzip my pants and push my boxers down. My shaft popped up… finally free.You squeezed my cock with your soft hands and began thrusting it.I push you against me, while grabbing your buttocks. You can feel my protruding cock against you.”How come this isn’t in me?”, you say to me, while taking off your wet black panties.You youwin waved your ass at me, only wearing your sandals. You run for an old couch, that stands out against the other wall. I run after you.You say to me with an happy face — “I need you to fuck me” — while you, already on the couch, point your ass up at me.I held your hips and you changed a bit of your position to get the head of my cock to the entrance. You guided me into your wetness. I slide right into your pussy. All I feel is you and my cock inside you. I can feel your pussy, squeezing me. The slap of my hips in your ass is echoing through the archive room. You start playing with my nuts while, with one of my hands, I play with your clit. I start to thrust faster. I feel we can be caught, even though no one else is here, besides us. It is urgent, there is no delicacy about our love-making. You are making breathy sounds, and I grunt with every stroke. We continued like that for some minutes.You subtly changed your position and started moaning louder. You kept saying “Right there! Right there!”You find it hard to breath. Your body is starting to tense. Your heart is starting to beat faster.I was close to coming too.In a moment, we two melted in orgasm. Your legs are trembling. Your muscles are pulsing, I can feel it. I’m barking.I bow to kiss you in the face. My cock pops out of you. You spasm once again, like an aftershock and you gently bit my lip.We both lay on the couch, in each other’s arms. It began to thunder.We look at each other, in silence, smiling. “I still need to drop the keys and those files at my boss’s desk”, I murmured.

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