The Reality Behind Fantasy

At the company I'm at, I'm No. 2 (I'm 44 years old). A new colleague came to us and took the No. 3 position in the hierarchy. She had worked for the company for about three years but at a different branch. Her placement was made after a request to me from abroad. No. 1, Nora, is a freak slut who is president thanks to her daddy, who explained to me that she's a brick, I just need to be careful, make decisions, and give zero fucks about her. The company's business, which is multinational, has nothing to do with women; it just happened that women were hired, with my consent, from abroad, women who might have done well on the straight and narrow but on the uphill used their charms... so that someone would help......

Nora had come onto me many times for me to fuck her, but in those cases it's better to sing the song "I think I'll be going." No. 3 was the enigma for everyone. A 32-year-old woman, Lucy, who didn't talk to anyone except me, but even then there was some distance between us that I imposed because you never know. One night, it was a Wednesday, I had stayed late at the office and to my surprise I realized that No. 3 was also working late. She came into my office and asked me if I wanted something to snack on since she was going downstairs. I told her the best thing was to order Chinese from here since the place was in our complex, and to my surprise I saw she agreed.

At first glance you needed enough talent to understand the volcano she hid beneath the seriousness and distance from common interactions. A pussy about 1.80m tall, a body like a torch, tits and an ass as if they just came out of a tornado, in short one of those pussies that make you shout "Oh my God, when you're in the mood, what you produce!" A very arousing little face. The food arrived and we went to the kitchen to eat, and then she drops the bombshell. "Tonight I'm thinking of going north, I'm alone, do you want to keep me company?" She had recently dumped the head idiot who didn't understand what he was missing after a 4-year relationship. That's what the lady said, and the others, in order to take her side, maybe to fuck her, agreed. But I had learned that the guy caught her in a hotel fucking and taking 1000 euros, playing the luxury whore with someone from her previous job.

Also, another time he caught her in an orgy with very high-ranking people from the company abroad, three women and three men. The headache was figuring out which ones from in there. The lady had come to our company not through a competition, at least that's what the gossip said, but because two or three foreign members of the board had taken a fancy to her, and the video of her getting split open I made sure ended up in my drawer. The surprise wasn't that she wanted to get fucked, but the timing and circumstances of the proposal, so I tell her what she would say about skiing and spa. Don't let your mind go near Athens. She agreed, only she didn't have suitable clothes, so I tell her that everything is in the jeep, and for her too (they were my ex's) and she immediately answers me "let's go now."

I called my secretary and told her I was leaving and they wanted me on the mobile. No. 3 would take the next day to say she was urgently going to the hospital for a routine matter. We left separately with half an hour difference and I passed by her place, picked her up, and we got on the National Road. With the tracksuit she was wearing, she was a pussy you only see in your dreams. Suddenly, and before we got out of Athens, she tells me she knows a very good and quiet hotel nearby, so I turned that way and so, without her knowing, it proved her whorishness that she was a luxury chocolate girl. Not being able to stand the horniness and after she had also taken care of it by stroking my cock, I gave her a very violent fuck where my cum was running continuously. What struck me was that she didn't want me to take her from the ass. We eventually arrived at the chalet. The cold was something else. We washed with a hot bath and there, where I expected us to go for food, she tells me to take it to the room.

The lady had put on a pareo that made her the pussy. We started the fucking but I was puzzled because the lady seemed to know more than even an experienced person understands. I messed a little with her asshole too but she stopped me, telling me that for that, even the man she will marry pays. I took it to the skull so violently (she got the beating of her year) I put her down and shoved it in with the aim of throwing her asshole out. I told her that if she refused anal again, to pack her things and go back where she came from. I had already arranged my backup from the city where I used to have a sin there.

The expression "I took her fucking" was applied in full. Unhinging her and hitting her, I noticed that the lady surrendered to fucking from the ass, enjoying it with screams of the type "Fuck, you faggot, the ass that everyone avoided with my first refusal" Cummmmmmmmmm you bitch Cummmmmmmmmm. Such an ass and such an asshole were something else, so the night passed with fucking only from the ass and the lady began to have the first symptoms of staggering. Despite the ass-fucking, the lady grabbed the cock saxophone, she was tireless, but immediately one could see that the lady was authoritarian and wanted sidekicks, but with me she had messed up because at that point savage beating falls, with the difference that the lady with the beating got more horny. with the first slap she was in her world of horniness, a horniness you only find in such whores. The hour was late and the cigarettes were finished, on purpose, so I went downstairs for cigarettes when to my great surprise I saw a close friend, Harry, arriving with the wife of another friend, Veta, and he almost had a heart attack when he saw me. Of course, discretion etc. was requested, so I countered that I don't usually become a regulator of any pussy's business and I don't care about her choices. The next morning they saw us at breakfast and at some point I got a message on my mobile from Harry saying he urgently needed to talk to me.

I found an excuse that I noticed some leak in the car, Lucy went up to the room, and Harry and I went to the business center to talk. "Hey," he tells me, "do you know who that is you're with? Do you know her well?" I told him I knew something more and he countered that I probably don't know anything since the lady was, before our company, at a large Financial Institution as No. 2 with her only qualification being her pussy, she dove from some big shot in there, amounts no one can even imagine, She started as a luxury call girl with other luxury whores.... and every now and then they fly to Dubai for pussy use by the Arabs there, of course with compensation proportional to the ass-fucking and the personality of the whorishness that each one carries. From personal experience, I know we're talking about over 10,000 euros per night—yes, you heard right, TEN THOUSAND EUROS. But I don't do that there, it's not my thing, nor does it appeal to me.

Immediately, I remembered some payments for airline tickets for the boss's daughter—the No. 1 guy—for trips to and from Dubai, booked through the company's travel office. I called the travel office right away, spoke to a girl there, and asked her to email me the departure and arrival dates of the lady traveling to and from Dubai. Then I called my secretary and told her that if she felt like a vacation, she should take a plane and bring along the entire personnel leave floppy disk for the past two years.

The woman came to our company because the old man, the father of No. 1, had been fucking her for two years, and in order to secure her position, he arranged for her to get a contract and millions of euros in subsidies.

Mr. No. 1's close friend had been screwing the lady, Lucy, for about six months, promising her a bonus, but in the end, he stole my balls. Meanwhile, he'd also gotten her into taking it from several unknown guys who fucked her at a cheap hotel on Ethniki Avenue. She found her victims online. Of course, my buddy doesn't even know now that we're tight friends.

From the window, I saw the lady go downstairs. My buddy and I slammed her from the other door, and immediately I noticed she was talking to my buddy's girlfriend, Veta, with whom, as later turned out, they'd been fucking together at the best hotel on Syngrou, mostly at wild parties with people... better not go into further detail.

When I asked if they knew each other, the answer was no—they'd just met at a gathering and recognized each other. A few hints dropped about the parties, but Veta caught on to the slip-ups and shut up. As for Lucy, I told her we'd sort things out between the two of us upstairs.

We left to explore the nearby town, and on the way, I saw a man signaling me in front of a hay shed, having trouble with his tractor. I helped him, and without Lucy realizing anything, I told him to leave the shed open because I wanted to fuck her inside.

I took her into the shed, stripped her completely, and tied her to the beam, like a cow—ass up, pussy out—until final collapse. I fucked her raw, no lube, just pain and cock, then the guy who left the shed open came in. I nodded for him to come over. His cock was rock hard; he pulled out his dick and shoved it up her ass, while I gave her head. Once we finished, we got dressed and left. In town, I took her to a hotel, she took a bath, rested a bit because she had clubbing plans that night.

After several drinks, we left, and on our way back to the cabin, we found the shed open again. I tied her to the beam and fucked her ass until morning. My problem was breaking her tight little asshole, which, I admit, was divine. I shoved everything deep inside her ass and forced her to suck my cock after every cumshot.

At some point, as we were driving back, she said, "In the end, you're a real bastard, but the cock I felt with you is something else." I stopped the car and took her right there, on the spot, fucking her in the ass and cumming on her tits. She started to realize she had to act like a real slut, so she began biting and sucking me, even going down on my balls.

When we reached the cabin, we went to sleep. Early in the morning, I woke up and didn't find her in bed. But I heard moaning from the kitchen and saw the woman who had cheated on her husband—Veta—with my buddy, both on the floor, with Lucy licking Veta's pussy and a dildo shoved up Veta's ass.

I grabbed the video camera and shot an incredible scene. As soon as I finished filming, I walked into the kitchen.

I shoved Lucy down and tied her facedown on the table. The other slut I laid out and started fucking her, occasionally jerking off a bit of cock onto Lucy to tease her, torturing her until she couldn't cum. The fucking of that bitch Veta went off the charts, and when I finished, I told her the video would go where she knew—though not to her husband. Pretending I didn't like this lesbian stuff, after the sex I beat both of them and told Lucy the cabin was paid for and I was leaving, so she'd have to find her own way back to Athens.

At reception, the cabin owner had already arranged a room at his other cabin on the next mountain, and a car was waiting at the local airport for my secretary, who had already arrived at the cabin.

I got there, and as soon as I saw Bella's pussy—this two-meter-tall island girl—she greeted me with a bite, just like we often do at the office. My cock turned into a strapon, and her pussy grabbed a dick, because according to Bella, her pussy needed tearing, not just fucking.

The personnel leave floppy disk, along with the email from the travel office's slut, was inserted into the laptop, and exactly what I expected happened. The tickets and leave records matched perfectly with Lucy's and No. 1's absences, differing by only one day in arrival and departure. Nora

Lucy traveled through the company, paying out of pocket, but sometimes the Dubai hotel sent advertising material to the company with the note: "THANK YOU FOR YOUR STAY FROM SUCH-AND-SUCH DATE TO SUCH-AND-SUCH DATE." Same hotel, ladies. See, they didn't even have the foresight to stay at different places.

I stayed with Bella the rest of the day, and that night we partied hard, had unforgettable sex, then headed back to Athens and slept at a motel to avoid any unpleasant surprises with the slut duo Lucy-Veta and company.