This is the first story I have written that is not a personal experience, but like all the others it is real. The person

This is the first story I have written that is not a personal experience, but like all the others it is real. The person The protagonist is a beautiful reader of my stories who has told me how He met me and that is why I have written this text in his honor. Verónica tore her hair, confused and desperate. for more As I looked at the computer screen the accounts didn't add up. During the entire week he had been working tirelessly on the case at hand. Her boss pressured her daily and she was unable to compose the final mosaic of the project that they had to present to the client next Monday. lying down Back he leaned back in the wide leather armchair and breathed deeply again. He needed a rest and to clear his head for a while. With a "I need a coffee, do you want another" he said goodbye to his secretary when he crossed the anteroom of his office walking towards the machine coffees that were in the hallway. As he walked down the hallway he passed the new intern who, like every day, ran through his entire body with a lascivious look. Verónica laughed inside thinking about how the young man wanted her. but as always he did not dare to say anything to him; when they crossed one or another word he seemed nervous and restless, and between stammering and stammering He used to say something incoherent that made Verónica laugh even more at his "evil" behavior. And the poor boy had fallen under the influence of his charms, all without her proposing it. Wherever I passed Veronica, the men turned to look at her, raising hidden passions. Newly entering his thirties he continued to maintain the appeal of youth combined with the experience and maturity typical of his age. Of medium height, his body slim contoured its pronounced curves at the fast pace imposed by its steps. Her long legs supported by vertigo heels showed long and smooth where the skirt of the suit jacket she was wearing today left that they would show up. Her brown hair tied in a long ponytail framed her fine face accentuating the look of his dark, deep eyes and increasing the seductive power of his wide smile. Verónica was a whole person, determined and intelligent who knew how to seduce a man, that's why he always let her Opening his dark jacket will reveal the neckline of his white shirt and you could sense the roundness of her breasts hidden by the black lingerie that used to carry. In short, a flag woman to surrender to always at your feet. Holding the steaming coffee with both hands, a male voice It startled her. The director of the law firm he had worked for since recently he congratulated her for the good work she was doing and at the same time He urged that the project be completed before the end of the year. day. As he returned to his office he thought that he would have to work extra hours to finish the extra work today. Sitting down again before his large work table, he massaged his temples, thinking about the long afternoon that had I expected. Then he reconsidered and planned the rest of the day. I would have to call her mother to go to school to pick up her daughter, and then talk to her husband to be in charge of feeding the girl dinner and putting her to bed. On the other side thought that maybe a little rest from work wouldn't hurt either. at home and not having to put up with continuous fights with her husband because the girl was not behaving well or did not want to eat dinner. Taking a deep breath he returned to job. He had been typing on the computer for hours and had long since his secretary had gone home. The lights in the rest of the offices They looked unlit, a sign that their occupants had already returned to their homes. Verónica wished she could finish so she could get in the car and get out of there, in after a well-deserved rest. Pressing the entry key strongly, he finalized the budget and the development of the project. He threw his body towards leaning back and sighed in relief. If I ran I could arrive in time to put the girl to bed, but with how tired she was she didn't feel like it at all. She thought that it would be better if her husband took care of the girl for a day, she She needed a break to clear her head. He went back out into the hallway and took a soda machine. On his way back to the office he found that there was no There was no one else in the building so he notified the security guard to tell him that before she left he would check on his rounds that she was still there so that he wouldn't leave her locked inside the office. Taking small sips from the soda can he opened the Internet browser and prepared to read the news in the digital version of the local newspaper. Then he opened another window and accessed his email account. individual to check if he had new correspondence. A smile illuminated his face, she quickly opened a new email that warned her that she had published a new story by his favorite author on a well-known website erotic stories. For a long time I had been reading without rest everything that this anonymous writer wrote and then posted on this page. What attracted him most of those stories was that they were all real experiences lived by the author and the way he had of describing them. Looking nervously at the door, he lunged for it and He locked the door, then closed the curtains that led to the window behind his desk, he picked up the phone and turned off the powerful lights leaving only the bulb of your table lamp as a light reference. She took a music CD out of her bag and put her phone on silent mode. By Lastly, she let her hair down and leaned back ready to enjoy reading this new story. Little by little he entered into the explanation that the author was at a distant party where he ended up having a loving threesome with two unknown girls Taking small sips of the soda from time to time Veronica He read carefully, immersing himself in the reading, savoring it, and trying to Imagine what he was reading, he noticed an itch that began to run through his entire body. Her fingers played restlessly with her hair while the morbidity of being discovered increased the excitement that the letters displayed there provided. His hand moved all over his neck and when he finished reading the story he found himself strangely nervous. Leaning back in the chair he closed his eyes and He sighed, trying to imagine everything he had read. The story about the trio brought back fond memories of a similar experience I had had in the university and remembering those scenes made the itch I felt between her legs extended to her entire body screaming to be released along with to all the sexual charge that he carried inside him. Enjoying the slow music got carried away by the moment. Little by little he lowered his hand playing with the tip of his fingers on the roundness of her breasts, which showed through the neck of the white shirt He delicately poked a finger under her black bra. searching for the warmth of his chest. He was not surprised by the degree of hardness he showed her nipple and carelessly played with it for a while. Then he put his whole hand weighing her breast and massaging it gently. Meanwhile his other hand He slowly unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, opening it ajar. With She carefully freed her perky breasts from the lace garment and with ease began to to touch them, causing the excitement that already ran through his entire body to increase. body. He spent some time playing with her nipples, rubbing them against her buds. of their fingers, pinching them and pulling on them, making them become so hard as rocks. His willing hands continued for a while weighing her tits and caressing them slowly. His mind meanwhile continued to wander those images that his mind kept like a treasure from that fleeting encounter with two other people during his university period. Verónica noticed how her tiny thong slowly disappeared. moistening with the flows that his crotch emitted, that was when He decided to pay more attention to it. Carelessly one of his hands went down her belly and with difficulty tried to get under her skirt, but He couldn't, so he had to unzip the side zipper of the skirt and so Leave more room to play freely with your crotch. He touched his sex above the fabric of the thong, feeling it wet. and hot. Slowly he lovingly rubbed the palm of his hand over her bunny moving nervously. His skin crawled instantly when he slid the put her thong aside and openly touched her pussy. The strong smell of her juices flooded her nostrils and launched her even further into her fantasy world. Playing with the triangle of hair that she carefully shaved from time to time in the shower he slid a solitary finger that pressed slightly her clitoris. The shudder he felt made his body vibrate. overwhelmingly. More slowly he repeated the process between moans of pleasure. His breathing was labored and he noticed how the heat he gave off was he noted. Her wet sex was eagerly waiting for the massage to continue and she ready to satisfy the strength of his desire he continued gently rubbing the yolk of his finger against her clitoris. From time to time I moved it up and down checking the degree of humidity that was in her vaginal lips and increasing both your excitement and your pleasure. Meanwhile his other hand He continued to fill her with joy by continuing to pinch her nipples over and over again. Starting with the tips of her feet, Veronica felt like a tremendous orgasm was born and grew, moving through his spine dorsal to the base of his head at which point he exploded in a chorus of moans and gasps as his body convulsed spasmodically. It took him a few moments to catch his breath and open his eyes. Smiling She felt much more relaxed. Work and worries were left behind. But his body asked for more. Like a naughty girl she stood up and introducing her hands under her skirt, she got rid of the thong while she took off her shoes. Before placing it on the table he smelled it, enjoying the vapors. of his own excitement. Then she raised her skirt to the height of her waist and Feeling liberated, she leaned back in the chair, resting both feet on the table in his office and opening his legs to the pleasure. This time when it closed eyes did not think about his past experiences, but instead fantasized about the person who wrote those stories that drove her crazy and made her body burn with desire. Who would it be? What was he like physically? His mind created his own image and his hands did the rest. With astonishing skill his fingers managed to make her brown nipples erect at the moment. He loved stretching them and moving them across. He imagined what it would be like if at that precise moment someone strange for her to lick them and then slowly continue kissing her body until inserting his head into his crotch and giving him all the unimaginable pleasure. Her pussy was throbbing for more and she agreed to satisfy him. Without stopping massaging her tits, he passed the palm of his hand over her vulva. It still felt hot and hopelessly damp, perhaps a little sore but that effect would soon wear off. He noticed how his rabbit was palpitating rhythm of your heartbeat. Her vagina lips were red and swollen but eager to receive his touches again. carelessly He explored them, covering their entire length, occasionally making A moan escaped from his parted lips. Then with two fingers he separated the lips exposing her small clitoris and delicately rubbed it against her finger. Verónica no longer hid her excitement and tremendous pleasure that he experienced. In her dreams she saw herself satisfied by an anonymous lover with a a stranger. When she imagined being penetrated by this stranger she introduced lightly a finger in her vagina. Little by little it made its way inside accompanied by the sighs that came from his throat. When he considered it necessary, she began at a slow pace to put it in and take it out, feeling full and enjoying to the limit. Her pussy did not stop exuding more and more fluids, facilitating the penetration. Since she had started masturbating when she was a teenager had not felt the same pleasure as now when he did it secretly at work. Prey to his own self-complacency, he does not hesitate to introduce another finger in her vagina while with the other hand he began to rub her clitoris slowly at first and more quickly later. Veronica accelerated the movements seeking to reach the highest levels of pleasure once again. When he came a small scream escaped between his lips, he even got scared for fear of being discovered. The new orgasm made her move frantic in the chair and felt totally satisfied. The juices of her pussy fell freely down her legs and flooded her hands and part of the chair. When he regained control of his body he sat up and Taking out a tissue he cleaned himself. Breathing profusely, he dressed again. and to tidy up her hair. Sitting in front of the computer screen he contemplated the story that moments before had brought her to that state of restlessness. For a He instantly thought of all the possibilities and, gathering courage, began to type. a new email message: "Dear Anonymous Clerk"