*** Jamal ***
I am looking at the list of new drink stocks when Mathilde enters my office without hitting.
Mathilde: Beverages have come to fruits and cocktails. The boys are stored in the warehouse.
Me (the head always lowered): Okay girls start to do the juices to pick them up. I go down now to check the drinks.
Mathilde: Ok. Say you have an appointment with Oli? Because I saw his car park when I was going.
Me: Yes. Tell him to enter if you cross it.
Mathilde: Ok. She turns the heels to go.
Me (still looking at him not): one last thing (she goes back). The next time you go back into my office without hitting I send you.
Mathilde (Injured): Ok. She goes out and closes the door behind her. Serious I hate girls who do it at their head. I wanted to help him but if she tries to play it emigraser I will be obliged to send him back. Two shots are given on the door and then in the second side opens. Oli apparent and I get up to greet him smiling on the lips. This is one of my best customers and good bubble. It always brings me around the world when he comes to show the show.
Me (the Ccheckant): Is CommO Bro?
Oli: Oklm brother. (We sit down). Small business is going to come.
Me: Yeah we are in. We say what? You what for me?
Oli: Good I wanted to go into your phone (call you) but as I was in the sages I preferred to come directly. Today is the Valentine's Day, so there is a movement (a girlfriend) that fatigues me that she wants to be celebrated here that here. So I want to send it and then during the show I will slide (to be released). TCHE I have other movements to manage.
Me (smiling): really you and your stories with your many Gos. Really that exceeds me but yfy
(Yafoy: No problem) I will handle that only that I will not be there tonight. I have to go to ensure a show that organized NV magazine. There is a famous feast among employers employed so they called me to bring the drink and do the cocktails. I will be told Bob to reserve the large VIP room.
OLI: YFY CHAMPION. In any case, you have to brunette a real go there for the night. The girls who work in the magazines do too much the maligning one looks like they do not mind. Me (laughing like laughter): YFY.
OLI: We do not choose.
Me: Ok. We are still a cheek before he can not get. I get a few moments after him to check the stocks that have arrived smoking a cigarette. Once done I decide to get to me to change to go to this famous evening. I have the impression that these 4 women seek me. Yes, because they could rent a caterer's value worthy of this name but why it is me that they have called and they even meant that she wanted the same boss of the box to keep sure everything will be done seriously. Really these white women is not worth it. In any case if one of them seeks me I will be happy to show him my skills. It will make me more experience of me to see each other than older woman than me.
** OuS: Are you looking forward to fiston, you have a renald?
Me (heating his dish): stops telling szties. I will assure an evening.
Ous: But today it's Valentine's Day and you should be looking for you a valentine.
Me: Valentine is dead I remind you. Wait: Truly you the little one you are boredian.
Me (posing the dish on the table): no more than you. Good come to sit down for dinner. You can use you again if you are not satisfied. The remains are in the microwave.
Waiting (chasing the chair): OK thank you Fiston.
Me (putting a cigarette in my mouth): Nothing. Well I leave but you know the routine, you call me if necessary. Even if I am between the thighs of Miss World I will get up.
ORY (RIIAN): You are really convolunt you. (Mewept me the head) be blessed my son. But especially since God will make you meet the love of your life this night.
Me (outgoing): You are defeated. I close the door and lights my cigarette. I drive smoking with windows declined to escape smoking. I race in front of the magazine at the same time as one of my employees. I can not me alone doing all the work. We will open our cars of drinks and retrieves. It reigns a good atmosphere and everyone is super chic. All women in long or short evening dress and men are in suit in simple shirt. I have opted for a blue blue shirt that I neglectedly began the sleeves up to the forearm on a stolen jeans, baskets and a matching cock in the mouth to avoid ugly to smoke. I am immediately accommodate by one of 4 women, Emeraud or EMY finally a thing of this kind. She wears a long dress that marries his forms. Suitable thoughts not very noble from my part crosses my mind. I disfolize them but I nevertheless want to slip my fingers into his metal hair.
She: good evening, thank you for coming to time. We were waiting for more than you start.
Me: Ok. Where are it that is it easy to it?
She: just there. Wait for I call someone to help you.
Me: Ok. She makes me a slight smile then goes away. I feel like it's stressed or something in the genre.
*** EMY ***
The evening beats his full and I am more and more stressed. The hour advances and he will happen the moment I will have to get closer to the young man. The evening will end up now because the base she was invented to allow me to be closer to him and try to something.
Béa: Stop looking like it so that it will end up realizing it.
Me: I'm stressed to death. I go, while going to another one that Fabien. No I think it's no longer a good idea. We cancels everything. Suitable Nicole gives me a slight gifle.
Nicole: You will stop playing you the nonns. You are 37 and you have to learn to take risks in life. So you will be able to keep you and to jump by this young thing is that it is understood.
Me: I do not know anything.
Nicole (Raising Hand): Do you want me to glue another?
Me: No ok that's it. (I empty my cup champagne) you really need to be drunk.
Monique: If you are sala you will not remember your nothing to your wake up while the purpose is to feel something new so wood just a little to believe that you are really safe.
Béa: Really if I was in your place since I would type this type more than once.
Me: but what do I have to do?
Béa: You do not do anything, let him know this task. To see him feels that he is an expert on the matter.
Me (taking another cut): OK. I must drink yet. I bring the cut to my mouth when monique pulls her.
Monique: No it is enough for tonight. It is already time. Well we are going on. The others will take care of everything close. Good luck my beautiful. The others also wish me good luck and go away. Well I think I'm alone now. I look at him to give me courage but as soon as I had it that I lose it. He gets up to work on his work tools and I decided to go to him but I divert the way when a girl's daughter approaches him to drag him. Good OK I think that for tonight is grilling. I go in my office to think about a moment and then in the end decides to give up. I take my bag and go out but barely I'm not a outside outside that I go on a chest. The person immediately emphasizes me to stop me from falling. The perfume of this person is brooming and his arms around me give me shivers. Finally I think I too drink. Forgetting that I was always in the arms of the person I'm putting it to relide him. His shirt draws his muscles and the sexy back. EMY are you doing good blood!
Him: What you see? I recognize the voice and I retired instantaneously. It was good. Shit is even more beautiful closer. I detail his face without answering.
He (snaping his fingers): Eho Here the earth!
Me (returning to me): What? What are you doing there?
He: I came to inform you that we left. One of your girlfriends has already settled the note.
Me: Ok! ... ok!
He: Bon Asta La Vista! He turns my back and I say that it's the moment for me to put the plan on the floor. I am pretending to fall and as hoped he turns and come to help me get up.
He: Oh how is the mother?
Me: I think I have a little forced on champagne. (Rowing them) but it's good I think it's going. It just takes me that I succeed in getting to my car. I'm still doing a step and seeing the same thing.
He (tapping them): good ok I think you are not in driving. Where are your girlfriends?
Me: Parties.
Him: You have no one to get you closed? Me: No.
He: Hum I see. Good tell me where you live and I drop you down.
Me (without hesitation): Ok. A few moments later we are in his car leads my house. Fortunately, girls are in their fathers and Josh my home who is passing across the country. As he said so Josh said no longer in his father and his mother or not that is not the subject of tonight. I pretend to sleep, in my head excuses or scenarios to convince her to sleep with me. Mother even than thinking about that I feel weird. Why should I be able to lay with him to be able to move on to something? There are plenty of other ways to achieve this. Good this time it is decided, as soon as we come to tell him thank you and descends without trying to try. I do not want to sleep with him more, he's younger than me. He will sleep with me so then go straying up with his friends and that I do not want. I do not want to animate the conversations of these young people, in positive yes but not in a sexual way. I will just go back, bed and think about another option.
He: we arrived. I go out of my thoughts abruptly and actually seems that we arrived. I put the order in my hair and take my bag posing between my feet quaring trembling. I tell him thank you but as soon as I want to open the door he condemned him.
Me: but what are you doing?
Him: You're not going to tell me that you have all this cinema only so I'll come to you at home? What you had the driver's river?
Me: I do not see what you are talking about.
He: I followed your carrier with your girlfriends throughout the evening and I also saw that you only have a single camp champ so impossible for you to be saw. You do not even know how to play the wife Saoule and you have not hesitated when I proposed to drop you home. So tell me clearly what I'm doing here.
Me (Bégayant): Uh I ... I do not ... I finally ... I (hence in white): You want to sleep with me!? I burn or when I heard that. How could he ask me so simply and then it sounded as an affirmation as a question. I turn to him and fall on a look that awaits an answer.
Me (shameful): I'm ... how you can ... finally ... while I'm looking to answer him I hear it pushing a sigh and then without I wait for us the least of the world. He pulls me by the arm and seizes my lips. Everything inside me bottom of a single shot. As soon as his language affects mine I feel crawled. Madre de Dios This young person knows how to do it. He releases my lips but still stays as close.
He: I hate that I was going to lose my time. So I will not ask you a third time. Want to sleep with me? He fix me so much intensely that I lose my lexicon. I'm loose in his eyes. God that he has beautiful eyes.
Me (Chambouled): Uh or ... Yes, yes. He: Yes what? Me (Ibéeé): Yes I ... want to bed ... with you. I think he will still kiss me but I'm right away disappointed when he moves away.
He: Ok but before I would like to know if you are a married woman as you wear an alliance? In this case it would change everything. I do not want to play the role of lover in the woman's life. The infidélity is nasty.
Me (touching my covenant): No, finally yes I am but we are separated. To tell the true we are in court of divorce so technically since it is he who left me I do not hurt anything by an adventure.
He: Ok. (Unlocking the door) I'm so you. It's shaking that I go down from the car. He goes behind me what makes me mix your feet because I can feel his look on my posterior. I even have difficulty putting the key in the lock. Once inside I offer him a refreshment that he refuses but I'm still ignored, I really need it. I drink water in the kitchen when I feel a presence behind me. I go back and fall on his eyes that perceives me. I can not help but try me to say that he has beautiful eyes.
He (advancing towards me): You have been stressed me out.
Me (tremblant): Yes it's just that ... it is my ... first my ... just I did not know else ... What are you doing?
He: I undress you. What we do not get in the air with fring on us? If
Me: It's just that my body is not ... finally I ... I interrupt me by a kiss, is my dress up and raise me to object to wrap my legs around him.
He: You speak too much. Indicate me the room. I tell him one of the friendly rooms and once inside I convince it not to turn on the light. We are therefore illuminated by the light of a pilot. I am ashamed of my body with all these stretch marks. I do not be ashamed of my stretch marks, it's just that I do not want them to see them.
Him: Undeve me?
Me: what? He sighs and looks at me in the eyes.
He: you would have to relax otherwise it would be a real fiasco so undress me it will relax. I run out by trembling as a sheet. He slides my dress at my feet and despite the prestiging I'm ashamed. He goes his hand on my whole body and when he touches my stretch marks, I crush but he continues his caress. Once naked both I raise my eyes waiting for the next step. There is no movement that's what I believe I'm doing his hands to move towards the sensitive part of my body. I shout and once the sweet torture begun I supported him and closes his eyes.
He: Do not take you to express your pleasure. I bite the lip to not let a moan when escighing his movements a cry of pleasure escapes and the second one follows a strong feeling feels. I am even more and her and more to stifle my cry that was strident he kisses me. I love his way of kissing.
He (in my ear): now that you are relaxed we will go to the next step. Hang because you will go in all directions. I slowly gift you.
My God in what I was stuffed? If the suite is more intense than what has just happened it is sure I will not survive. He raises me again and poses on the bed. It's at this moment that I really do notice. Holy mother of God come to my help. The more I looked at him more I wanted to receive it in me but Monsiere wants to take his time. I want to prevent him from doing what he wants to do but the first tongue is gone braking in my gesture. Does how many years did Fabien not have been doing me again? 5 years and today I felt this pleasure again with another.
*** 5:00 ***
me: Haaaannn! We fall on the bed all offspring and sweat. We have made love again and again since we came back to 21h. We are restless two minutes and we saw 3 rounds. I did not even know that I could hold this rhythm. He took me in all the positions without being brutal. He was soft and tender in each of his gestures.
Me: It's enough I can not.
He: Ok. He is the time for me to go back. The day will soon get up. He rises, goes in the bathroom laying the no longer knowing what the condom then take a shower and come back to the room dressing. While he was in the shower I went to search in my bag to take a sum of money and I came back to bed covering them with the sheet.
Me (hearing it) money: Hold! Thank you for this night.
He fixed me strangely by continuing to dress. His glance slip me with money in my hand then money in my face.
Him (putting his shirt buttons): you are serious? You take me for a gigolo or a stjbernate that lay for the money? (Putting hands in his pockets) Look at me, I look to miss money?
Me (Ibéeée): I thought that ...
Him: You have a lot. We took every fun so I do not see why paying me. (Taking his portable and keys) and then I never take the money from someone's hands. (Smiling) Good day Madams.
I hope you liked. He goes out while I did not even answer. I let myself fall on the bed and repealed to what I had lived this night. It was a thing of Ouf as men do not ask j. Bon blood that night! I still have dissks in rethinking.