Arina

- Leave my ass alone! I pleaded.

But the impudent boss did exactly the opposite: he grabbed my ass with both hands and did not deny himself the pleasure of walking all over the fifth point!

- Stop it! I hissed as I entered the car.

What else could I? The choice is small! Either in prison, or in fictitious wives of a bawdy! The choice is obvious.

The door slammed. Boss suddenly appeared near and snuggled closer.

- What are you doing? Why did you get in here? I panicked.

In the meantime, he approached even more inexorably, literally drove me into a corner and pulled me under him, knocking me onto the seat.

- A small compensation for moral damages!

The boss began to lift up my blouse and lowered my bra, exposing my chest.

- I will complain!

“You obviously won’t go to the cops, fool!” the boss grunted contentedly and crushed his chest with all five of his hands, growling contentedly.

Fingers expertly walked all over the chest and focused on the nipples.

"Don't try to seduce me!" Nothing will come of it!

— Seduce? No... Use it! - objected.

Ah, take advantage! Reptile ... I wanted to knee him in the groin, but he was more agile and covered the areola on his left chest with his mouth, using his lips and tongue. The boss defiantly circled the tight top and began to suck rhythmically, causing a wild desire in every cell of the body.

Immediately, fires of smoldering passion arose under the skin. I didn’t have a relationship for a long time, but the desires have not gone away. Moreover, next to such a man who was not only good-looking, but also experienced. The boss knew how to caress women and did it with great pleasure, crushing his breasts in turn, licking and biting tight nipples, tearing involuntary moans from my lips.

I tried to suppress them! Just like trying to ignore the intense heat between her legs that made her underwear too damp. But the attempts were unsuccessful. Even more unsuccessful were the attempts when Ignat parted his hips, settled down between them and rubbed a huge, thick, stone member, from which his fly bristled indecently.

“Ahhh…” came out of my mouth.

Ignat Valeryevich got up and looked at what had been created: obviously, I was disheveled, flushed and trembling with desire.

- Lie down. Now I'll get the gondola! - he said, bent down again, pulled the nipple into his mouth, biting rhythmically. Carried away, he switched to the second breast, and then issued a brilliant proposal. - Come on, no rubber bands. I won't cum in you! Maximum, in the mouth or in the ass! he added in an ugly hoarse tone.

From this voice, everything inside swam from the heat, and the priest, on the contrary, shrank in fear. Virgin, untouched by anyone, even with a finger! I was scared only at the thought that Ignat Valeryevich would press the head of his penis against my ass. As soon as I thought that the boss would want to not just enter, but move, the body thrashed in sincere panic. However, Ignat Valerievich misunderstood the causes of my trembling.

Don't be afraid, I'm clean!

Moreover, he began to unzip his fly, confident that everything would happen. I put my hand down and groped the floor. I remembered that when the boss barbarously threw me into the salon, something rumbled, falling to the floor.

Ignat Valeryevich coped with his fly and pulled off his jeans. Swimming trunks, bristling from a wild erection, only exacerbated fears. My fingers found a hard object. With a loud yell, I launched the object I found on the boss's head.

There was a pop. A muffled groan followed. A second later, I closed my eyes at the fountain that poured from above. The first thought was stupid. I decided that the boss managed to pull off his underpants and finished abundantly much earlier! However, there was a lot of liquid, so much the boss would definitely not have been able to spew out of his body.

“Woman, why did you grab the champagne?!

The boss is boldly out of the car at the speed of a bullet. I somehow sat down, looked sideways at the bottle. My favorite champagne! And most of it was on me. It was necessary to get out. Somehow, I pulled on my clothes, straightened my bra and got out of the car, shaking drops of champagne from my body.

Run! But where?! In this form and even without false documents! The boss took my purse, and there is all the cash and documents. Ignat, by the way, was standing on the other side of the car. I looked out carefully.

Ignat Valerievich cursed as he pulled on his jeans. The left side of the face looked strange. He squinted at me with one eye, the other quickly swam.

- What you are watching! Get in the car! Let's go to the hospital!

- What for? I don't need medical help!

- I need. Looks like you gouged out my eye...

Oops, that's not what I wanted to achieve! I just wanted him to get off me! I don't care that my body wanted otherwise. I was against it.

With a satisfied look, I defiled to the front seat. Suddenly, strong hands grabbed me and pressed my back against the metal of the car.

- You run after me. Goat! - kissed, biting hard on his lip and added. - I'll take you out.

***

“Where is the eye hospital in this outback?” the boss cursed, trying to extract useful information from the depths of 2Gis.

- Don't look. There are no specialized eye clinics, at most, an emergency room! dared to speak up.

“Shut up, woman. Your day March 8th! He still has six months to go.

“Your day is still a long way off.

- Shut up! He glanced at me with one eye. “Or, I swear, in a second your head will be under the steering wheel, you will slide your sponges over my penis, apologizing for sabotage!”

- Asshole! - blurted out a curse.

- Well, come here ...

The boss, furious as a bison, threw his fingers into my hair.

Sirens sounded from behind. Boss froze. Blue-and-red flashing lights gleefully played with their lights, signaling for us to pull over to the side of the road.

Thank God, I thought. Thank heavens my mouth escaped the oral abuse. For the future, I vowed to piss off the boss. The forces were unequal. This jock could twist me into a fig and force me to do whatever he pleases. The boss, swearing softly under his breath, pressed himself against the side of the road and rolled down the window.

— Sergeant Gavrilenko, your documents! - the traffic cop quickly reported.

- What is the reason for the stop?

“Your car matches the description of the one that was raided at the grocery store five minutes ago. Please present your documents.

The boss handed over his papers. Sergeant Gavrilenko suddenly moved his nose through the air.

— Have you been drinking? Have you driven under the influence of alcohol?

The boss almost yelped.

No, I didn't drink! Champagne was spilled.

The policeman chuckled in disbelief.

- Where do you live?

The boss gave the address.

- What are you doing here?

The sergeant took a closer look at the boss's face, saw a swollen eye, and barely perceptibly nodded to someone to the side.

- Did you fight?

- Who? I? Not!

- The eye is broken.

The boss gave me a nasty look.

What were you doing five minutes ago? Do you have an alibi for this time? If not, then you will have to go with us to the branch!

I sat silently, leaving the boss to deal with the cops himself. It would be nice if they swept him into the department! At least for a few hours, she thought vindictively. Then I could run away! Even documents and a handbag to return will not be difficult.

But there was something else. Exposure Threat! I am sure that if the boss is noticed, he will immediately tell about me. What if he doesn't tell? If he doesn’t tell, he will be released very quickly, then he will find me again and it will not be good. Oh, how bad! Most likely, the boss will take revenge on me. Deciding to intervene, I got out of the car after the boss and ran to the policeman.

- Mister Captain! Five minutes ago, my fiancé Ignat was picking me up from the apartment...

The policeman looked at me, examined me and smiled stupidly.

“Actually, I’m not a captain yet,” he muttered, staring somewhere at the area of ​​\u200b\u200bmy chest.

I'm sure you'll be captain soon.

"You're wet," he swallowed. - Why?

- Champagne unsuccessfully opened, - repented. “Darling says that I have krivorochki hands,” she extended forward. “I wanted to drink some champagne in honor of… In honor of our reunion.

- Why?

“Look, my alibi is confirmed. Return the documents, we'll go! the boss was nervous.

— Wait! The policeman didn't even look at him. - We need to figure it out! How did this citizen get injured?

- Involuntarily. I just touched the bottle of champagne, and she popped. Probably, she floundered around the car for too long ... Bubbles began to play! A cork in the eye ... him! She looked at the boss.

For some reason, he satanel right before my eyes and also looked at my chest, literally did not take his eyes off. I noticed that I was wearing a crooked bra. Very crooked. One nipple was still belligerently making holes in her thin blouse. It seems like the boss really didn't like that the patrolman noticed this!

“So that’s how it was…” drawled the policeman.

- Yes. Can we go? I asked.

The policeman checked with someone on the radio. According to the orientation, the robber was alone, without an accomplice. In addition, they clarified that the robber was leaving in a blue Renault, and my boss had a dark gray American Ford.

- Looks like you got it right? the boss spoke up again.

Sergeant Gavrilenko handed the documents to the boss, but held them back at the last moment, not wanting to give them back.

- What was the reason for the quarrel? he asked.

- WHAT?! The boss almost flew up in anger.

- What was the reason for the quarrel with the beautiful lady? The policeman smiled, referring to me.

The “beautiful lady” was doused with champagne, the blouse stuck to her chest and even hit her hair.

- Appetizing too! the boss grumbled, taking the documents almost by force. - All sorts of motherfuckers are staring at her. Jealousy has risen!

“My fiance is Othello,” she smiled.

- Strangles you? Punishable! the policeman took courage, reaching for his baton.

Oh-oh, only fights of a brave DPS with a brutally-minded boss are not enough for me!

“No, no, nothing like that! Just jealous. We ran away for a while, now we meet again. Darling called to marry. Yes?

“I called,” the boss gritted his teeth.

And he promised to buy a ring. Golden. With a big diamond.

The policeman listened. The feeling that he was talking to my boobs and would have listened just as carefully, even if I sang the song "A Christmas tree was born in the forest ..."

"I'll buy it," Ignat agreed again.

- And a fur coat ... - I was completely insolent.

“And a carriage with three white horses. I will buy everything! Just sit down, woman, in the car! We're late! At a meeting with parents, - he added sparingly.

We returned to the car. The jeep abruptly took off. Sergeant Gavrilenko looked forlornly after the jeep that had left.

- Hide your boobs! the boss growled. - Undressed!

- Made it yourself.

- Where is your belly invoice? Less attention would attract!

- Stayed at home! You didn't let me wear it!

Ignat Valeryevich ignored my remark.

- About parents - it's not serious? I asked.

“If only,” the boss replied gloomily, adding with irritation. “Do you think I was just chasing you for the sake of fucking?! Not! I need a wife...

“So why not ask another woman to play along?” With which you are the most ...

My tongue almost escaped "mating." Animals like my boss only know how to mate and nothing else.

- Well, you understand.

- Prostitute Zhenya? I need a normal woman. Alive and stress-resistant, which knows my habits.

"Ah, so you need me!" - stretched.

Mentally, I decided that I can set the conditions! However, the boss cut him off harshly:

- Don't turn your nose up. Soon you will be lying with your face in the pillow with your ass up high, wagging it and begging me to forgive your trick!