Japanese sweetheart temptation in sailor uniform (part 4)

There was something about the night shift that was interesting. It felt totally like starting something for me, alone, away from the humdrum of normal jobs. I loved it! The facility was huge and very artistically upscale. The atmosphere from the beginning made me want to dress better, look better and act better. Within a year it led me to a prestigious position directly under one of the company VPs that allowed me to host international representatives, use my linguistic skills and new found sexiness. And then there was Alex. My first boss. I interviewed with him and from the very first encounter felt something. Although I would never admit it at that time, there was a lot about Alex that excited me. He was attractive, handsome, and in great shape. But it was the way he looked at me with those lingering damn eyes! There was a connection from the moment we met and looking back now when it's much easier to classic be honest...it simply made me wet. That was something I hadn't experienced with someone else in a very long time. It also made the subtle advances Alex made over the next few weeks and months very hard to resist. Alex was slow, a lot slower than a guy that good looking should be. I often was uncertain if he was really coming on to me or I was just imagining it. But he seemed to check in on me more than any one else. He chose to personally train me in using our computer programs rather than use another vintage employee. He was sooo encouraging even when I screwed up. And he looked at me with those soft inviting eyes that continued to make me moist, so much so I had to make sure I wore a pad every nite! I responded by getting my nails done, by styling my hair better, by starting to wear perfume japanese again, jewelry, and shopping for new clothes. Alex noticed and complimented me with every new thing I did. It always made me blush and he definitely noticed that too! Blushing was all he needed as a signal to continue the seduction that I thought I didn't want, or shouldn't want, but in reality craved. The attention escalated over the coming months. We spent all our breaks and lunch periods together. We gradually advanced through the initial kisses to deeply erotic petting while finding new places of solitude to play. It was more exciting than I can describe in a few words. It was completely and deliciously irresistible. I am so glad I got to experience each exquisite rendezvous. Early on is when Jim noticed. Damn. I guess I wasn't really hiding these changes very well...probably because I somehow never expected him to catch on. Stupid, I know but I wasn't trying to conceal anything. uniform I was just caught up in the newness of it all while maintaining a rational type of denial in girl my conscious mind. “I know, I know I am their mom and should not have watched…I was curious. In vintage fact, the truth is, I've been wanting to see your pussy, ever since I was a young boy." My cock was still hard. Josh looked back and saw japanese what was going on, when her heard Barb moan loudly. She is naked, on her knees, legs spread opening her tight little pussy like a blooming flower, juices of arousal dripping onto the carpet between her legs, hands behind her back and eyes cast to the floor. I said that I wasn’t and Emma told me that I was. Mira moaned, her hard nipples feeling the harsh grains of the coarse wooden tabletop underneath her as Kasim classic grabbed her by the neck, holding her in place, fucking her like an animal. It’s kind of a job for two people, if you know what I mean.” It was a mess. My body began to twitch uncontrollably, and I let out a loud moan before it turned into a high pitch squeal. She stroked the underside of his cock, uniform hands as light as a feather, fondling it, caressing it, stroking it soothingly. At the same time, Tim pumped away at my asshole. It hit Sebastian at mach force, pinning him to the motel wall and tearing away his clothes. What a contestant you would have made in the Ms. Bred beauty pageant.” She giggles. Her face shined with joy, her eyes glistened with it, and she laughed and smiled wondrously at the stands stretching above. The watching guys glowered over me, especially the bulky Chris. How tough it must be to watch your spouse slowly pass away. I kept my hand on the top of her girl head and made her swallow my whole cock. The boys always got to sleep out in a tent every year and of course Lynette and Tom slept in the only bedroom in the trailer and then Fanny and Janelle shared the hideaway bed that converted from the dining area of the trailer.