I am a secretary working at a branch office of a company. I am in constant contact with the head office, discussing work schedules and other details meticulously. Usually, communication is via phone or computer, but once a month, executives from the head office and branch gather for a meeting, followed by a social gathering in the evening. At the head office, there is a young executive named Mr. Smith, and I mainly communicate with him regarding matters with the head office. I am the secretary to the branch executives, accompanying them to meetings and social gatherings, and I am responsible for arranging venues and hotels. The executives from both the head office and branch are important people, so I am always careful and end up exhausted, but since Mr. Smith is close in age, we have a friendly relationship. On the day of last month's meeting, I had an unforgettable experience. However, I can't tell anyone, so I thought I would post it here. By the way, both Mr. Smith and I are married. After the meeting, we headed to the usual social gathering. During the gathering, Mr. Smith always sits between the important people and me. Since both Mr. Smith and I are the youngest, we were busy pouring drinks and clearing empty plates. Before I knew it, everyone was already drunk, and finally, Mr. Smith and I could relax. After drinking for a while, Mr. Smith's foot touched mine. I thought it was my imagination, but when I checked my phone, there was a message from Mr. Smith. "Shall we have another drink together later?" Of course, I replied OK. Without the important people, I felt at ease with just Mr. Smith, so I agreed without thinking too deeply. After sending the important people, who were drunk, to the hotel, I met up with Mr. Smith. Then, I received another message on my phone. "Can you come to room number X?" I was surprised to be drinking in a room, but since we couldn't be seen drinking outside, and since we were both married, I thought nothing strange would happen being alone together, so I headed to the room. Once in the room, we ordered drinks and snacks from room service and had a great time sharing work complaints and funny stories. As the alcohol took effect, and with the continuation of the meeting the next day, I thought it was about time to leave when suddenly I was overcome with drowsiness. Without realizing it, I dozed off a bit while sitting on the bed. When I came to, Mr. Smith was sitting right next to me. As soon as I raised my head, he put his arm around my shoulder and hugged me tightly. Then he kissed me on the lips. I was surprised, but perhaps because of the alcohol, I didn't resist. He said I smelled really nice while licking my neck. The moment he licked me, it felt good, and I let out a moan. That voice seemed to trigger something, and I was pushed down onto the bed. While being kissed intensely with our tongues entwined, he fondled my breasts over my clothes. At that point, my reason flew away, and I was already wet. My clothes were pulled up, my bra was shifted, and my nipples were touched, which felt incredibly good. "Your nipples are hard, does it feel good?" Mr. Smith said while pinching and rubbing my nipples. At that moment, he licked my nipple. "Ahh," I let out a surprisingly loud voice. But the important people's room was next door. Since it was a business hotel, I suddenly became rational, wondering if my moans could be heard. But I couldn't resist the pleasure, so I tried hard to suppress my voice. Gradually, Mr. Smith's fingers moved from my chest to my stomach and started touching me down there. He gently stroked the inside of my thighs. He didn't touch the most sensitive protruding part. I was already soaking wet down there. Just moving my legs a little made a squishy sound. At that moment, I felt the urge to urinate. "I need to go to the bathroom," I said, and he let me go to the bathroom. As I was about to relieve myself and pulled down my panties, the door opened with a click, and Mr. Smith came in. It seemed I forgot to lock the door. "Can I watch you pee?" Mr. Smith asked. I was embarrassed and refused, but he suddenly pulled me into the bathroom and sat me on the edge of the bathtub. Then he pulled my legs up from behind, putting me in a so-called M-shape. I was completely exposed. In that state, he touched the protruding part. "Nooo," a tingling sensation ran through me. "You're so naughty, aren't you? Did you feel it? Show me more of your naughty side," he said, rubbing the protruding part intensely. Just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, I peed with a shaa sound, wetting myself in the bathroom. After I finished peeing, he said, "I'll clean you up," and sat in front of my private area. He spread my lips with his fingers and stared at my private area. Just being watched made me feel embarrassed, and love juices overflowed. He hardened his tongue and licked the protruding part covered in pee. "Ah, it feels good, ahh," I couldn't suppress my voice anymore. He licked from the hole of my private area to my anus thoroughly. "Your private area is twitching, it's cute," he said while moving his tongue in and out of the hole. "What do you want me to do?" he asked, and I begged, "Make me feel even better!" I was drowning in pleasure, wondering if I was always this naughty. In return, I thought of giving him a blowjob, and when I reached out, Mr. Smith's part was hard and big. When I took it in my mouth, a lot of pre-cum was coming out from the tip. "Ugh," Mr. Smith grimaced. When I stimulated his anus with my fingertip, he ejaculated in my mouth in no time. "Sorry, it felt so good. Show me your orgasm face," he said, and this time he lathered soap on my private area. Then he sat me on his thigh. He rubbed my private area with his thigh. "Nooo," it was slippery, and even without penetration, it felt really good. While rubbing my private area, he licked my nipples. It felt so good I thought I was going crazy. But perhaps because of the strong alcohol, despite being sensitive, I didn't feel like I was going to climax. Next, we moved to the bed, and he inserted his fingers into my private area. It was already soaking wet, and every time he moved his fingers in and out, it made a squishy sound. I was worried if the sound could be heard next door, even though it couldn't be. That's how loud it was. For the first time, he inserted a finger into my anus, and the pleasure was so intense I almost fainted. "Do you always do this kind of naughty stuff with your wife?" I asked, and he replied, "No way, it's different with you. I've always wanted to do naughty things with you," and at that moment, I climaxed. It seems Mr. Smith always carried condoms when we met for meetings, just in case things got naughty. I thought he was thorough with work, but also with this kind of thing. "I want to put it in... is that okay?" he asked, and I nodded. Just thinking about doing such naughty things with someone who is usually serious at work made me wet again. "Your private area is so wet it's shining," he said while rubbing his part against my private area in the missionary position. It made a squishy sound and rubbed against my clitoris, feeling really good. His thing slid into my private area with a squelch. At that moment, an intense pleasure shot through me, and I let out a loud voice. He moved gently as if mixing inside the hole. At the same time, he licked my ear and caressed my breast with one hand. It felt so good I was crying. "Ahh, ahh," I couldn't help but moan. "You're so cute. I love both the working you and the naughty you. I want you to be mine alone," he said, and I felt a flutter in my heart. He lifted my body and took me from behind. He went deep inside. I felt lonely not being able to see his face, but he said he wanted to climax while holding me, so we returned to the missionary position. He rubbed my clitoris. "Ah, I'm about to climax, I'm going to... ah," my mind went blank, and the pleasure spread throughout my body, and I climaxed. As I was panting, Mr. Smith hugged me tightly. "Wow... your private area is too tight," he said and moved his hips at an incredible speed. Right after climaxing, my sensitive private area was overwhelmed with sensation. "Ah, I'm about to climax too," Mr. Smith's face was super sexy at that moment. As he climaxed, I climaxed again. Mr. Smith's thing twitched and moved. After that, I slept a little with Mr. Smith's arm as a pillow and then went home. I was able to climax a lot, and the next day I woke up feeling refreshed. Mr. Smith seemed a bit heavy, though. I found Mr. Smith so cute that I kissed him.

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