ch

y damn secretary started working with me. My hand, poor thing, can't

very day, and like the damn pervert that I am, all I can think about is the way I s

d God knows how, to stay away from her. I went after other women, and nothing: my son of a bitch didn't care

mn witch who bewitched me. When I go out to a nightclub — and this is rare for being a public man —, I pick up a hottie and she starts to run her hands over my chest and t

The urge is immense, and God knows how I fantasize about her lying there with her legs spread wide on my desk, and me th

running down my body in the shower and I wish from the bo

a beautiful Spanish one of those very tasty. Oh, how I'd like to see her come as I feel my fingers slamming into her luscious little pussy, and then, oh yes, before she can feel my cock inside

wn at my cock again, seeing it's still ki

want to get to that damn forum withou

g has become simple torture, and if I'm going to p

wrinkled, and my body is very cold—I mean, almost the w

ome, for when I have anything but pure thoughts, put the bag in to s

Once I'm dressed, I apply my Ferrari Black perfume, I look at myself in the mirror again, I check that I'm fine, I head straight for the

like the most is, in addition to coffee and hot women, a car. My baby

don't want to be late. Although I am sure

I should leave the house. It is exhausting to be stuck in the car in traffic jams. By a miracle, however, today there was not so much

house for the weekend... I'm no longer a teenager who lives life as if it were the last day. No, I'm a grown man, in my late thirties, who likes to liv

, I will soon see the woman who makes me very hard. When the elevator doors open, I see her distracted, so beautiful and so hot,

he computer is already on, and I sit down and get to work. It doesn't take long, a very curious email arrives that, when I see it, is fro

nowing ho

ery least, she got it wrong. I just can't stop picturing her

me to my office at lunch and send her the email, forgetting about everything afterwards. When it's lunch time

ing to get out, so I shoot it righ

e door and come over t