SANDI

02. The Director

“Come….!”

After getting the permission, Sandi enters the plush office and enters the table where behind it she saw a mature woman, in her early fifties, wearing only a black-colored bra, contrast to her bright, clean, and tight skin, which covered her augmented breast, which was proportional to her, while her white blouse was hang at her chair.

“Your tea, Mrs. Martha…” said Sandi, politely, placing the exquisite tea set, with a small cup of rock sugar, and a coaster with cinnamon, specially requested by the woman, the Director, the owner of the company he work for….

For a moment, his eyes were fixed at the long, shapely, soft-skinned legs of the director, crossing on top of each other, hiding her sight from the director’s most intimate part, while her shot skirt, rolled up on her waist, and he can also see his director’s flat stomach….

“Ah, Sandi, thank you….” She said…. “Here’s the document that you need to deliver to our client…. Get the transmittal letter at the front desk, and bring also the invoice for the client…” Ordered Martha, handing Sandi the document, he took, just as the door to the toilet, inside her office, and a mature, handsome, charismatic man, in his mid-fifties, wearing only boxer, that almost unable to hide his erect manhood….

“Ah, Sandi…. How are you…?” Greet the man…

“Very good, Sir… Excuse me, Sir…. Good day…” He answers politely, by the office boy, before excuses himself off the director’s office, and closes the door behind him as Martha rushed the man in boxer, making them both fell to the soft plush carpet that specially requested to be put in the office by the director herself…

Sandi can still his director moans as she feels the erect manhood of her husband, still hard for a man his age, penetrates her love channel and started to churn inside her love channel which was brimming with lust and desire.

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