I work in a relatively large family business (300 employees), whose name I will not say to avoid problems. in this compa

I work in a relatively large family business (300 employees), whose name I will not say to avoid problems. in this company There is a tradition of having a company dinner every summer before go on vacation Well, this year the big boss, that's what we call the owner, had decided that, instead of in one of the usual restaurants in town, the dinner was on a farm next to a somewhat isolated town, about 35 kilometers from the city. There was a certain displeasure among the workers, because that It forced us not to drink alcohol, or not to be able to drive our own car. In any case, it had to be admitted that the place was beautiful and the dinner, in In the middle of summer and outdoors under a porch, it promised to be exceptional. I was lucky because my partner decided to take his vehicle and I coupled with he. However, in the middle of the night he was called due to an unforeseen event and had to leave us Since there were quite a few people I didn't worry too much. someone me would carry. In fact, one of the human resources managers lives quite close to my house. Just that day she had arrived late for dinner because she had lost on the way to the farm. So, despite my natural rejection of human resources employees, I offered to accompany her when we decided come back joking that "now he wouldn't get lost, but if he did, at least it would be with me". The truth is that I had never exchanged more than a few words with her and, when he had done so, it had been to discuss the schedules that made, or about some travel expenses that she considered "not justifiable." She was what is called a company henchwoman. Even the most malicious people said, of course without any proof, that she was the darling of the owner of the company. The truth is that, although he was young and had only recently Since he joined the company, he was the right hand of the director of human resources. In negotiations, she was the one who took the role of "police bad", leaving its smiling director to appear to have a more conciliatory position. In short, a real son of a bitch. In any case, he lived close to me, and he resolved the matter of my return. In fact, I assumed he would stay until the end, if only for suck up to the boss and his wife, who used to come to these events. Resolved The matter of my return, I already relaxed and began to enjoy the summer night that a storm was threatening. I don't know how many drinks I had. I think I danced with everyone the commercial ones and I even flirted with a couple of them who were married and played to "let loose" at these dinners, although nothing ever happened afterwards. They were all joking with me telling me that "I didn't need to flirt with them, because I already had plan for later." They also said with all the evil that women have in these cases that Vanesa, who was my driver's name, "had dressed like that provocative for the boss, but now it would have to be for me. The truth is that the girl was dazzling that night. I won't say it was a magazine model and perfect measurements because it was not like that, but it was Extremely stylish and attractive. She was about 35 years old, dark-haired straight and medium hair. Plus, it was just the way I like it, slightly more thicker than the standard and with defined curves. She had put on a black skirt, narrow and above the knee, and a fitted sleeveless T-shirt that showed the tanned skin of his arms, imagined his well-proportioned body and a couple of "powerful reasons" that captured the attention of those with whom crossed paths (myself included haha). She wore simple but elegant high-heeled shoes that my classmates called "peeptoes," and that made her somewhat taller than the image I had of her, in addition to giving her the appearance of a woman fatal. Of course I didn't pay any attention to my classmates' jokes about him. appearance of my driver, or I answered jokingly saying that if any of them He wanted to sign up, we could have a threesome. The truth is that around 4-5 in the early morning, there were very few people left and the boss decided that it was time to come back home The night was very dark and leaden. In the distance they could already see some lightning and thunder announcing the approaching storm. Between Vanesa wanting to go to the bathroom at the last minute and taking a while, and her car was parked last in the parking lot, when we went to get going there was no one left. To the point that they had turned off the lights of the parking lot and the clouds made the night so close that practically nothing was seen. Even though I noticed she was somewhat serious, I offered her my arm so she could hold on to me, because the ground in the parking lot was uneven for his nice high heels. She rejected him with a gesture of disdain that made me feel something ridiculous. It seemed like he wanted to have a loving approach towards her, when in reality and despite the alcohol that I had in my body, I had very clear that any strange attempt was a mistake that I would later go away repent In any case, it was clear that she preferred to take the risk of have a setback than pretending to make any kind gesture towards me. There was only one car left, a brand new black VW Golf GTI that I didn't remember. she had I thought I had an apple green Citroen C3, not that I had a such a posh car. But we were heading towards it and it was the last car left in the parking lot. I asked him "and this car?", "it's my boyfriend's, mine is in the workshop" which made me think that maybe my classmates were right, and that He had come to the party to show off before the big boss. He opened the car and I sat down in the passenger seat, without waiting for her to get in first or having the polite gesture of holding the door for him. As soon as he entered he pressed the button that leaves All doors closed and locked. That gesture, common in many women, would have great significance later. When she sat down, her skirt rose to the middle of her thighs, which made me They seemed solid, dark and very sexy. Instinctively he had looked at his legs. A look that was answered with another gesture of disgust and a "what are you looking at?" that lowered the small excitement that had been created in me. He started the engine and, from that moment on, everything started to go wrong. To begin with, it began to rain with large drops of water that made it seen very poorly from more than 15 or 20 meters away. As a consequence of this, Vanesa was very focused on the road and at the first roundabout I already had the feeling that he had chosen the wrong exit. I told him, but he said no and Seeing her so confident, I thought she would be right. So later I indicated the detour I thought I had to take and this time he did listen to me. Without However, after 10 minutes we were already beginning to doubt because the state of the road surface was time was more irregular and the road narrower. We didn't have the feeling of be returning to the city. The truth is that his comments were beginning to be a little edges: Damn, it wasn't around here Well, I think we made a mistake at the first roundabout. I answered- No, you were confused when you said we should deviate I went from continuing with the controversy, although I was also starting to get angry because of their gestures of displeasure. I thought why would I have returned with She? If she had gone with another partner, she would already be sleeping in my bed. The situation was tense, but I didn't want to argue lest in the end He even kicked me out of his car. She ranted about everything, she said Damn, who do I call at this hour? "She said as if I were not existed, but I answered- It doesn't matter, you won't know how to explain to them where we are emphasizing the "we are" - I'm sure your boyfriend is mature and orderly. You will have a little map. Go stop and we look at it. No, and don't talk about my boyfriend - I was very angry - What happened next is worthy of a grotesque film. Of Suddenly, we passed a sign on the road, but we passed it on the back, we don't see it. It was a sign for those coming in the opposite direction. Then Vanesa suddenly brakes, but the sign is no longer visible. I told him "give it Come back, listen to me now that it's that way." But she, by her balls, had to She had to get out of the car and look at it for herself. The aunt gets out of the car under the rain and he walks quickly to see it. We didn't even have an umbrella. I stayed in the car for a few seconds thinking that this girl is an idiot, but I don't know what moved me and I left after her giving a bang. The sign was not that far away, but it was raining heavily and after 10 seconds After being out of the car we were already soaked. It marked the direction that I thought. So I said "well, we already know where we are, we just have to be able to turn around." Okay, it's true, I was a little ironic, but she She didn't even deign to answer me, and walked back to the car quite angry. I Behind him he observed the curves of her body under the completely soaked clothes. I was thinking that it was a shame that he was so rude, because he had an ass round and pretty. How I like them. When he went to open the car door, he realized it was locked. He went to the back door and the other side and closed it too. Damn, the situation It was creepy: We had left the car running, with the keys put on, and closed! It was pouring on top and we were soaked. Inside the car There was Vanesa's bag and our cell phones. The only good thing is that It was a summer storm and the temperature was good. Then Vanesa exploded, and my drunkenness suddenly passed: But are you an asshole? You locked the car! this idiot has made me closed the car!! He said as if he were talking to someone. Let me try to open it. Anyway, it's your fault for not having locked. I tried to open it, I didn't believe that in such a stupid way they could stay the keys inside, but she took it even worse, as if pretending that she didn't I thought she was capable of opening her own door. The only thing I can think of is that we break a glass then you can say in the insurance that they tried to steal from you, I said, conciliatory, looking around to look for a rock, but she kept getting more and more angry- Are you crazy? Don't even touch the car. Well, nothing, since you're so smart you'll find a way to get into it without keys. But what am I doing here with a stupid, slimy drunk? getting soaked and lost thank goodness everyone has seen me go out with you, you idiot, otherwise I would even be afraid that something would happen to me Then I got angry like I hadn't been in years. It didn't hurt me stupid, but the drunk and slimy thing got to my soul, not to mention of the stupidity that he had let "hint" about me. My tension rose in seconds and I couldn't contain myself in my comment. I spoke clearly. Aloud. With a firmness and cruelty that surprised myself: You are a smart one! You are here because the boss has come with his wife, what if Not right now you would be sucking his cock. The whole company knows it You are his whore Damn, all you have to do is look at how you're dressed if you've been all the night looking at him like a bitch in heat even his wife had to realizeanyway, everyone knows it. The whole company has done it to me said today and they got mad at me for accompanying the boss's little bitch! and On top of that he says I'm going to do something to her! But you should know BEFORE YOU DEAD FUCK MY MASTER'S DARE! I was pleased with the comment. Okay, I admit it, I overdid it... I didn't count on it, but she collapsed. He began to cry bitterly. My statement that everyone knew he was fucking the boss really made him damage. In fact it was false. She stood leaning with her shoulder on him. side of the car materially prevented her from falling. His dignity and his strength of a few seconds ago he had vanished a few minutes passed and I I started to feel terrible about what I had said. I was sorry I did made. I can't see a woman cry. And less because of me. His bad ways I had to have taken them as a joke. It must have affected him to have to break the her boyfriend's brand new car. I took off my jacket and put it over his shoulders I said "sorry, I said "I'm sorry, I went too far." She just hiccuped and let herself be taken care of. You could tell that she I had hurt... and the only thing I could do was apologize "sorry, Vanesa, it was What I said is a lienobody thinks thatreally, I promise you", "I just know comments that you look elegant and beautiful." Damn, I was heartbroken. With the arms crossed, cowered, leaning her shoulder against the car and me, me behind I caressed her hair and said the most tender phrases that crossed my mind. head Behind him and in the rain, he now saw her so fragile that she was about to die. hug her from behind and kiss her head. I continued telling him the most kind things that occurred to me. I didn't know why we had reached that absurd point. situation. Come on, Vanessa, sorry, let's try to get out of here. I have I feel hurt and I have spoken to you like this. In fact, I have always taken you for a very efficient person "Forgive you too," he said in a low voice. But she continued crying, calmer now but still hiccuping. I couldn't contain myself more and I hugged her. I hugged her with my greatest tenderness, just trying to convey Honey, nothing sexual or morbid. We let a minute pass like this, in the rain. Then something happened that I honestly didn't expect: she turned her head. and planted a kiss on my lips... a tender, tearful kiss that lasted for a few few seconds on my mouth. His lips tasted of salt, they trembled, and when he He separated I continued. I continued with more force for a few more seconds and separated. But she continued it in turn, with more force and I with more more and more strong, he was already becoming savage. A wet and wild kiss. We start to bite our lips ufffffff what a memory. We were at odds. She with the her back against the car door and me against her, kissing her and pressing her head with my hand on the back of his neck, against my own mouth. The rain was sliding down our faces, for our bodies. A strange force dominated us. No we could stop. My open hands on her neck caressed all her details, while she had placed hers on the sides of my abdomen, under my ribs, and he pulled me against his body. Despite the water they felt hot. Little by little I moved one of my hands to his chest, covering it, encompassing it pressing it on the soaked clothes. Her hard nipple was stuck in the palm of my hand through the clothes, struggling to tear them completely rigid the rain, and the excitement kept him that way, and I caressed him with my fingers delicately increasing my pressure. As soon as I heard the moan that came spontaneously from his throat I knew how he was going. to end the night. It was going to end in pure sex. Naked sex in the rain between two almost-strangers who had just had an absurd confrontation. It was a strange mix of sensations... we were lost in the middle of nowhere and under torrential storm, although none of us felt any cold at that time. moment. She decisively but somewhat tremblingly placed her hands on my neck. shirt causing two buttons to come off. It was something very sensual, hands caressing my chest after having broken the buttons on my shirt. Then he said shyly and almost in a low voice "Please, can you have sex with me?" oral?". With total politeness, like someone asking "can you bring that paper to me." I, With the same politeness, I answered "Of course." Damn, I was looking forward to it and The fact that he asked me increased the boiling level of my blood, that minutes ago it had concentrated on a specific part of my body. A part that was very very attached to her. Even now I get excited remembering it there leaning on the car, in the rain, completely soaked with our clothes stuck to our bodies, the night closed and he still told me almost childishly, wanting to reciprocate "then I can do it to you." me to you". Damn, I sensed that her boyfriend would be disgusted by oral sex, and she I was dying to do it and to feel it. Now he was sure that the Golf boy GTI was a real jerk. I got to work, very very slowly I continued with my kisses and caresses, passing my lips along his neck, over his shirt on his chest searching with my lips, her nipples that stood out as if she were not wearing any clothes and They stood out in all their splendor giving shape to the lycra fabric. And it continued going down very little by little.... to stop and go back up to bite gently her nipple on her clothes.... I noticed her anxiety, she looked for it she didn't dare to say nothing, but his arms were pressing me down. I continued with my slowness, even though he's crazy to check what was under her skirt. She pressed my head against her chest... for a few seconds, and then surprise herself by lowering it. I noticed that he enjoyed what I did, but despite everything I noticed that he was dying for me to continue going down. It wasn't enough for me with feeling his body through his clothes and I pulled up his shirt, exposing him to the air. his abdomen. I stopped at her beautiful golden skin, edging my tongue around the waist of her skirt. He felt that the storm was causing dozens of thunderclaps and lightning, but nothing distracted us. I was totally focused on her. Like a musician playing an instrument without having any awareness that there was outside world, nor rain, he only paid attention to the rhythm of his breathing and his increasingly continuous moans. So I focused on the navel.... but one of my hands was already inside her skirt, between her legs, on the inside of her thighs, but still without reach your sex. He did not voluntarily come to increase his desire. Despite that she was crazy for me to touch him, I reveled in caressing his skin super soft, and occasionally rubbing it in my movement on the fabric of its panties. It felt very hot, despite the rain and wet, but this did not It was because of the rain. I knew it was my fault my curiosity had raised him a notch. little skirt and the sight of her simple black panties seemed the most spectacular in the world. At the same time, the movement of my other hand on her belly was followed by that of my mouth, which continued lowering... as if wanting to pass inside the waist of the skirt I noticed how unconsciously she put in her stomach as if my mouth could pass through her skirt. And I passed my tongue once again over that skin of silk. Meanwhile, my other hand was already playing with her sex. Gently, feeling the forms on the lycra fabric, it is swollen and the groove on its body is visible. She moaned and made the gesture of pushing my head down again. It was impatient but I was amused by the situation. I had separated the panties and I ran my fingertips gently, from above, without reaching penetrate it, and down. It was a real fountain. I stopped at her clitoris, swollen, and started again. She was very nervous and involuntarily moved his hips, but I set the pace in my own way. She alone raised her skirt to her waist in a gesture that I suppose is common for women, but I thought it was charming. and I put my lips about their sex, playing. Her pussy was gorgeous, completely shaved and open like a flower. Her Venus mind was a gentle curvature, a small curved promontory, with a beautiful mole that gave it a curious personality. I had moved a few centimeters away to contemplate it. Never in my life would I imagined being in this situation in front of the pussy of this woman, of one of the human resources managers damn, life sometimes gives us a shock luck and it was my turn. But she couldn't take it anymore with her submissive attitude and certain determination. She pressed my head against her centeragainst her sex, and I no longer resisted. For a moment I thought about forcing her to have to say what she wanted in words. Me It seemed very exciting at that moment to hear those foul words uttered by a haughty woman, who normally walked on glass without flinching. But I didn't do it, I inserted 2 fingers inside her, exploring her, she was very wet. TO At the same time I put my tongue flat on her clitoris, pressing it. So that you notice the heat of my mouth. And now, without further delay, I decided to let him experience the best pussy food from her past and probably future life. I focused on having your sex on my lips and I began to pass my tongue longitudinally between the lips of her sex. From its beginning and until the end. With my utmost dedication I stopped at some places, and then returned to start the tour. Again and again. From her tight little hole, to the Smooth soft skin of your mons pubis. And start again more quickly. AND start again with more pressure. And I start again, stopping at the part top, making circles with my tongue. Or opening your lips with my fingers so that my tongue goes deeper and deeper. From the intensity of her moans I knew she was doing it right. very very good. I landed with dedication on her clitoris and began to move my tongue laterally without leaving his body for even a second. my hands They caressed her thighs, her soft skin, the taut flesh of her buttocks. While, Her hands pressed me more and more against her and I continued with my little circles on the most sensitive part of your sex. Persisting in it one more time while he began to feel how that part of his body took on a life of its own and began to contract compulsively. I stayed a few more seconds listening his cries "Yesssssss", and enduring the force of his hands pushing me away from there and her legs that sought to close, until I separated, observing how She shrank her body around her sex, closing her legs and putting her hands between them. The show was great. She was totally devoted to his pleasure. I He himself was able to see and notice his contractions. I felt discharges electric from her pussy to her abdomen and from there to her entire body. I kept kneeling in front of her. I didn't do anything else. Just let a few minutes pass watching her until he reached a moment where he said "thank you," and repeated several times still with eyes closed "thank you" "thank you" "thank you." and I felt great. Extraordinarily good. I have always been fascinated by having the ability to provoke that in a woman, but in this case even more. It was a girl so posh and so haughty, but at the same time she had discovered a phase so tender and sensual, I was still amazed to have her next to me, like this. I stood up next to her, very close, and let her breathe for a few moments. more in the rain before whispering in his ear: But I'm not done with you yet... Oh no? Now it's my turn No, today it's my turn to be the boss, I said, alluding to his position in the company. superior to mine- Ummmm well I'm looking forward to hearing your orders, he whispered happily. Then I turned her around on her feet and pressed her against the car, which He held it with his hands at chest level. It was a very simple gesture, but I He told him to hold on to the car while I stayed behind him. Apart I carefully brushed aside her soaked hair and placed my lips on her neck and I moved my hands towards her breasts under the clothes and bra that was already had released. ummmmmm. I didn't know if it was the cold or the rain but I did notice that depending on what I did with my lips and my tongue next to his ear, it produced shivers. Of course her nipples were completely erect and rigid. Between my kisses I combined some whispers, some more profane and others more affectionate "if you knew how many times I have dreamed of having you like this". It was a dream, Vanesa moaning in front of my face, with my hands in her beautiful tits, her skirt hiked and her high-heeled peeptoes. I slowly went lowering the black panties, sliding them down her legs without letting her move of that position. He disciplinedly lifted his feet so that they came out through his shoes and I put them away. I confess that I still keep them as a treasure. I got up and clung to her, kissing the back of her neck I was completely excited, It had been like this for a long time, but the little relaxation I had while I left him rest from her orgasm had already passed and I placed my penis vertically on the valley of her beautiful ass. She noticed that he was provoking her and she moved slightly to touch him more and excite me. I, for my part, kept whispering in his ear, noticing how "I'm not done with you" shook her or "now I'm going to give you what what I have here for you" or "look how you've put me up you have to solve it" and lightly bit her skin, to continue whispering "now you're going to be good and You're going to say how I say" "you're not going to move... do you understand?" With my hands I grabbed her hips and separated them a little from the car, holding his hands on the top of the door of the car that was still moving and closed. With my feet I separated his legs with the typical gesture that a police with a detainee hahahaha I was doing a little representation of that was in my hands. So I moved half a meter away with the intention of contemplate the scene once again and leave it photographed in my mind for all my life. Vanesa wanted to move, but I held her hips saying "ssssshhhhh no." move, you look beautiful", and recognizing what he was doing "I want to retain this image for a long time in my mind. Her sex was half open, swollen the proud girl was now affectionate and collaborator. On the one hand eager to make me enjoy it too, but looking at me as if hesitating whether to let myself be done... but the reality is that I was crazy because he fucked her and it didn't take me long either. I walked over and settled my cock on the lips of her shaved sex I held her hips and penetrated her little by little little until the end. At that moment the one who couldn't avoid a loud moan was I. Bestial. Under the rain. I enjoyed fucking the most beautiful woman attractive that had passed near me in a long time. She, for her part, I looked at our reflection in the car glass. As if it were a mirror, I She looked behind her and got even hotter. Then he lowered his head closing her eyes and moving, pressing her ass against me to be more penetrated I told him "Look look what I'm doing to you". Uffffff what I remember I still get excited thinking about it. Little by little I moved with more and more vigor. With the anxiety that It made me think that possibly I would never have it like this again, but with all my strength to make her remember me all my life as one of her best powder. Damn, I felt the heat of her pussy on my very hard member, and I felt like if my life depended on it. She was super wet inside and out and moaned unleashed I was also unleashed and my comments were more profane and repetitive "I'm going to burst your pussy" or "this is what you wanted, isn't it?" to the that she only answered "Yes" between moans. Her tits moved with my shaking and one of my hands was on them, feeling how they trembled and letting her very hard nipples rub against my palm in her movements. It was brutal. I don't know how long we were like this, but what I know is that it started to contract, to close her sex on my contracting cock she was running like a real slut. He screamed. And I was also shouting "take it!" either "So!" unloading my semen inside her body without worrying about anything at that moment. It was the best orgasm I had had in a long time. It was great, we spent many minutes hugging in the rain without exchange words. Only at the beginning, when I thanked him with all my affection that then flowed from my being, just as she had done with me previously The day was beginning to dawn, it was no longer raining and a dawn was beginning beautiful that we contemplated without realizing that we were almost shivering from cold. Finally we had to break a car window, and we came back listening music and without talking. Without getting lost. He left me on the porch of my house with a kiss on my lips and I went up the stairs with the best feeling of triumph of my life, knowing that I would never forget Vanesa even if our relationship were to be so ephemeral or was it not like that? Thank you very much for the comments I accept ideas to continue the story :-) Carlos Lopez. diablocasual@hotmail.com