Under My Boss’ Table

Makar was, oddly enough, glad to see me. It seems that our teamwork had put everything in perfect order.

“It’s good that you were able to give me time, Elvira. To begin with, I would like to clarify, are you okay after yesterday?”

I made a vague sound, almost like laughing. Makar lowered his eyes, clasped his hands on a lock and said: “If something went wrong, I apologize.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Apologizing?

“I thought you were fine. But I see by your look that it was not so. Anyway, I was going to make it up anyway, so to speak… As a token of gratitude from all of us…”

He handed me a large, plump envelope. Identifying unequivocally that there was money, I blushed:

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“Elvira, I don’t need objections. We take you for who you let yourself be.”

I accepted the envelope silently and reluctantly.

“Now, regarding promotion… starting next week, you take on a new position. You will oversee Edward’s project under his careful direction. Job description, salary, bonuses, everything will be explained on Monday…”

“Forgive me for interrupting, but is it possible somehow without direct guidance from Edward?” I interrupted Makar. The man raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“Do you have any problem? I thought you had worked pretty well… as a team. Edward assured me that there would be no difficulties. After all, you shouldn’t ignore this possibility, especially after yesterday. However, it is up to you.”

“Actually… there is no problem.” The words drawled. “Okay. Agreed.”

“Excellent.” Makar summed up. “And now… could you please me a little?”

I nodded briefly. Already used to taking on this blowjob role. I closed the door, sat opposite Makar and, looking into his eyes, removed my blouse, exposing my breasts. He looked at them fascinated. I perfected the movement of the automatism, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his penis. It immediately began to grow, to tense, to become twice as large. There it was, in all its glory: a strong and courageous organ. Its head glowed in the light. I licked it, then placed his penis between my breasts and began to move them. Up and down, up and down…

“Damn it.” Makar said happily, admiring what I was doing. But he didn’t hold out for long, very soon he lifted me by my hips onto his table. I, lifting my skirt and sliding my panties, put my foot on his shoulder, giving Makar a chance to look at my flesh. My lips were already shiny from moisture…

It seems like I waited forever for his invasion. And finally, Makar and I merged into a passionate kiss and penetration… He began to move rhythmically and quite quickly, but he changed direction a bit: he did not move back and forth, but up and down, stimulating my secret point in the vagina. Edward didn’t do that, and therefore it was something new to me… Meanwhile, Makar was crushing my chest. A little later, I was covered by the same state as during group sex: again something opened inside, again the whole world slowed down his movements…

Thank goodness Makar didn’t think about slowing down. And with each thrust, he brought me closer to the precious orgasm…

Ecstasy!

Makar ended up inside me, he moaned and his cock throbbed violently inside me.

I closed my eyes, finishing with him…

When I opened my eyes, I saw Makar wiping his pants with a napkin. They were completely filled with cum.

“Thank you, Elvira.” The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. “You flatter me.”

I watched his actions a little more, coming to my senses. This meant that I could get a squirt orgasm easily.

Then I got down to the floor, put on my blouse and straightened my skirt.

In this we said goodbye.

After this controversial conversation, I did not rush to the hotel for a long time. First of all, I ran to the pharmacy for a magic pill. I realized that I was most likely late, but I really hoped it would help me not get pregnant. After that, I walked around town, looked at the shops, and sat in a cafe. I had to adapt to many things, accept many things. Including accepting Edward’s sexual oddities and the fact that his wife would always be with him.

I wondered how long he wouldn’t talk to me.

As it turned out later, it was very long. He didn’t say a word when I got to the hotel, when we went to the station and when we found ourselves in a compartment, the same one in which we travelled to Saint Petersburg.

He didn’t speak to me the next day at work.

I convinced myself that there was nothing wrong with that. He didn’t want to talk and that was it. Less nerves and less blowjobs.

At the end of the workday, his spouse came to our office.

Edward himself frowned. She suddenly stopped and looked at me somehow with too much awareness. I looked at her and held my gaze respectfully.

“Sofia?” Edward called her, leaving the office. She seemed to wake up and walked over to him. Locked up in the office.

Why should Sofia get so much attention? Was it because I didn’t say hello? So she didn’t seem like we said hello every now and then. Or… what if she knew something? But this was unreal!

Sweat covered my forehead. Sweaty palms. If Sofia knew anything, was my relationship with Edward at an end? How would my life change? Was it for better or for worse?…

Of course, I couldn’t work with those thoughts. I just sat up and pulled my leg, looking towards Edward’s office door, not a sound coming from it, and thoughts of panic kept worrying me…

“Stop. You need to calm down.” I said to myself.

If Sofia knew something, then there were pros and cons.

First, they were more likely to get divorced on this basis. And this meant that Edward would become a free man and I could finally get my hands on him.

But this implied the second: if they get divorced, Edward would certainly become freer in terms of relationships. He would want to have sex on the sidelines, with both women and men. Unfortunately, no matter how I tried to tie him to me, he didn’t even think that he could marry me.

In either case, the love triangle would cease to exist.

However, I did not mind at all the idea of how Sofia would be alone after a possible divorce. “Because she won’t be alone.” I replied to myself, “she will be with the same man she cheated on Edward with. It’s all fair and honest.”