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Man sah allerdings nur etwa die untere H√§lfte vom Bett. Es hat gereicht undich habe voll gegen die T√ľre gewichst.

Vor ein paar Wochen in einem Hotel in M√ľnchen. Ein Paar hat es Mitten in der Nacht ca. Meine Frau und ich sind davon wachgeworden. Mich hat es total geil gemacht, meine Frau leider nicht, sie wollte sich sogar bei der Rezeption beschweren Hallo Klausi1, ich liebe es auch, wenn die G√§ste im Nachbarzimmer hemmungslosen und leidenschaftlichen Sex haben.

Das ist pures Viagra f√ľr mich. Waren in eurem Zimmer auch sch√∂ne Daunendecken? Ich h√∂rte mal ein Paar st√∂hnen.

Ich klopfte, und fragte ob ich mitmachen darf. Ich durfte nicht. Also bin ich runter an die Rezeption und hab vor der schönen Mitarbeiterin mir einen runtergeholt.

Ich spritzte die ganze Rezeption voll. Sie fands geil. Ich sollte aber hinterher alles saubermachen.

Hotel nicht, Hostel ja, wobei meine Frau die Ger√§usche nicht SO interpretierte. Mal haben mich die Nachbarn merkw√ľrdig angeguckt. Nie davor und nicht mehr danach.

Ich hatte in einer WG einen Wandnachbarn. Die Wand eine einfache Rigips-Platte. Seine Freundin stöhnte sehr heftig.

Das Ritual immer das selbe: Lange Gekichere, dann Totenstille, danach wurde die T√ľre verriegelt keiner h√§tte sich dran gest√∂rt nochmal Gekichere, dann der Org rausgeschrien, danach verschwand sie im Bad.

In HH in einem Hochhauskomplex, ich war √ľber das WE dort, erst-und einmalig. Ging freitag abends sp√§t ins Bett, h√∂rte ein nicht endendes Gest√∂hne aus einer Nachbarwohnung.

Leider kein Einblick möglich. Morgens wachte ich so auf, wie ich abends einschlief: Sie stöhnte n. Ob ein Porno oder live?

Keine Ahnung. Es war das Zimmer der jährigen Tochter. Zeitgleich hörte ich aber auch das gastgebende Paar, sehr leise, irgendwann gingen beide hintereinander ins Bad.

Im Hotel hat sich keiner √ľber Sexger√§usche zu beschweren Daf√ľr sind Hotels da Wenn ich in Urlaub bin, wird meine Stute auch permanent durchgev√∂gelt Sobald mein Rohr steht geht es zur Sache Deswegen mach ich doch Urlaub, um auch sexuell wieder aufzutanken, was man im t√§glichen Stress tlw.

Genau so ist es bei mir und meinem Schatz auch Im Urlaub wird gefickt egal ob sich Nachbarn beschweren oder nicht daf√ľr bin ich im Hotel.

Haben wir schon mehrfach erlebt. Na und? Die Zimmernachbarn sind eben voll im Liebesspiel. Wir haben auch jede Nascht im Urlaub im Hotel leidenschaftlichen Sex.

Und das nat√ľrlich auch nicht lautlos. Sex und Urlaub sind untrennbar miteinander verflochten. Aber manchmal ist es lustig den Zimmernachbarn beim n√§chsten treffen einen kleinen anerkennenden Kommentar zu geben und die unterschiedlichen Reaktionen zu bestaunen.

Im Nachbarzimmer war ein nicht ganz so junges Paar untergebracht. Jeden Morgen r√ľckten sie. Man h√∂rte ihr St√∂hnen und sein keuchen. Das Bett quietschte auch ziemlich.

Abends muss sie ihm manchmal einen geblasen haben. Er keuchte immer - saug fester und rein ihn -. Wir w√ľrden beide immer geil. Da wir morgens auch immer ficken, haben wir meist "mitgemacht".

War ein geiler Urlaub. Ich glaube auch, dass man uns auch schon gehört hat. Im Urlaub wird noch mehr gebumst als sonst bei uns.

Und wenn ich meinen Orgasmus habe, stöhne ich auch. Mein Freund stöhnt oder röhrt richtig, wenn er heftig spritzt. Da die Zimmer meistens hellhörig sind, haben bestimmt schon öfters die Nachbarzimmer mitgehört.

Aber im Urlaub ist das eben so. Wir v√∂geln da immer, wenn wir gerade Lust versp√ľren. Und das ist oft. Hatte mit meinem Seniorchef w√§hrend einer Gesch√§ftsreise das erste Mal Sex.

Es war mega und wir gerieten in einen wahren Fickrausch. Dabei m√ľssen wir wohl sehr laut gewesen sein, dass die Rezeption sich meldete und uns bat etwas leiser zu sein.

Nein, aber wir sind uns sicher, dass die uns gehört haben. Guter Sex ist!!! Wenn danach auch die Nachbarn eine rauchen!

Ja habe auch schon mal im Hotel ein Pärchen gehört. Hat mich ziemlich geil gemacht. Ja schon, aber meistens werden wir gehört.

People thought that just because she was a woman she was supposed to be supportive of the other female employees as the company.

Fat chance. At only twenty-two, she was by far the youngest executive in the office, male or female. Ben Keating, the senior VP in charge of recruitment had gone on at some length about how lucky the company had been to get her.

Carol could have worked for some of the big boys in New York, but had instead chosen a medium sized firm in LA.

Barbara had lately wondered aloud ‚ÄĒ on more than one occasion ‚ÄĒ how many professors the girl had fucked for her grades. There was no doubt about it: Carol was an extraordinarily beautiful young woman.

Her face was delicately formed, with high cheekbones and large, green eyes that shone out beneath a tousle of curly blonde hair.

Unfortunately for her career ambitions, her appearance was that of a much younger girl, making it very difficult for her to command the respect she needed to do her job properly and effectively.

When this was added to the fact that she was by nature quite shy blushing easily , it explained why she had not been anywhere near as effective in the firm as Keating had originally hoped and expected.

As well, she was having the difficulties all new graduates had in applying their academic knowledge to practical work situations.

Another, and by no means insignificant, difficulty Carol was experiencing at work was directly attributable to Barbara.

It was not that Barbara was unattractive ‚ÄĒ she was well formed, with a slender waist, large breasts and a handsome-if-not- conventionally-beautiful face framed by thick, brown hair.

In fact, Barbara would have been beautiful if she had not spent her career disguising this particular attribute.

She was not, however, even remotely in the same league as Carol Louise Fawkner. Very few women were. Hence, she went out of her way to make things as difficult as possible for the new employee.

And her efforts had paid off. Normally, Barbara was relatively circumspect about her feelings, taking great pains to ensure that no one was aware of her actions.

Tonight, however, at the office Christmas party, Barbara was feeling pretty confident. She knew that she had done a good job of making certain that no one at the office took the girl seriously, and no longer cared who knew about it.

In short, she was a little drunk, and wanted to have some fun. Of course. Carol, feeling uncomfortable and out of place as she always did at such functions, nervously approached the group of people standing around the bar.

Gerry was there; so was Mark Prentiss and Brad Tymmens. And Barbara Dahlton. Ordinarily, Carol would have been too shy to impose herself on the group, but she felt a little more confident with Barbara there.

On the whole, she would have preferred not to appear as she did, but there was no helping that. All attempts to hide or disguise her beauty ‚ÄĒ severe hairstyles, conservative, unattractive clothing; she had tried it all ‚ÄĒ were wasted on her.

Her appearance was one of the reasons she was so shy around her co-workers. It was different when Barbara was there, though.

Besides the presence of another woman in the group, Carol had always found Barbara to be personally supportive and encouraging.

Of all the people in the office, Barbara was the one she felt the most comfortable with. Brad looked down at his feet, waiting for the inevitable.

And it seemed that Barbara had some things to say. The poor girl sounded relieved. About your handling of the Hessen-Gerber sale.

What should have been a profitable sales transaction with a German company had ended in threatened litigation and, finally, termination of an interim agreement.

Even Carol. The poor girl flushed. We even negotiated two extensions for you. The others in the group started down at their feet, up at the ceiling, across the room… anywhere other than at the bloodletting that was occurring in front of them.

Brad felt terrible about it, but nonetheless suddenly found the ice cubes in his drink extremely fascinating. She was well aware of the fact that her career with the company had gotten off to a rough start, but she was working hard to improve.

Something more suitable. Sharing the joke. Choking back a sob, she turned and moved away, practically running in hasty retreat. Barbara sneered as her victim fled.

Beside her, Brad gritted his teeth in anger and frustration. Brad Tymmens stared moodily out the window at the ink-black scenery as Rodney Parsons steered the car.

Rodney was also an employee of the company, in charge of the IT department. They were on their way home from the office Christmas party.

Brad grunted in agreement. The strict new policies at work regarding any sort of harassment of the female employees would no doubt have classified any such outburst on the part of a male employee as sexual discrimination and would have resulted in Brad losing his job.

In fact, Barbara had already used such tactics a couple of times to remove male co-workers who opposed her. Only a woman would have gotten away with treating Carol the way she had been treated at the party.

And, it seemed, a woman had done just that. But what can we do about it? His wife Tracy had been hit by a car a couple of months ago, shattering her hip.

It was healing, but there was still a lot of pain. Rather than prescribe usual pain killers, the doctors had suggested that she use a new drug.

This drug, bi- trexicol, acted like morphine ‚ÄĒ deadening the pain ‚ÄĒ but was not at all addictive. The side effect was that it seemed to slow down the mental processes of the user, making the user appear rather slow and stupid.

There was a container with a number of bi-trexicol tablets sitting in the medicine cabinet at home. We could get in all kinds of shit. This was the perfect way to get back at Barbara.

It might even be fun! It had been a disaster! She had never been so humiliated in her life. What should have been a simple sales report ‚ÄĒ the kind of thing she had done numerous times before ‚ÄĒ had turned into a confused jumble of mistakes, misunderstandings and confusion on her part.

Everything had been prepared going in, but once she started her presentation she had found herself unable to focus. Words, numbers, concepts… things she knew backwards and forwards were all of a sudden a complete mystery to her.

At first it seemed to go pretty well, but after a while she began to stumble over her facts. Robert Baxter, the present VP in charge of sales ‚ÄĒ AND THE MAN WHO WOULD PICK HIS SUCCESSOR ‚ÄĒ had corrected her, at first gently and unobtrusively, but then with increasing annoyance and frustration.

At last, openly angry, he had cancelled the presentation and ordered her to report to his office later that afternoon.

She had almost been in tears. Even now, over two hours later, she was unable to think of anything other than the impending encounter. Barbara checked her watch: almost ‚ÄĒ time for the meeting.

She felt better now than she had during the presentation ‚ÄĒ sharper, more focused. Confident of her ability to deal with the problem.

She needed to be on her toes if she wanted to save her promotion. With one swallow, she finished the lukewarm mug of coffee which had been sitting beside her on the desk.

She was drinking another cup of coffee! It had been the coffee in which he had elected to dissolve the tablets.

Barbara had her own coffee maker in her office so that she could drink her own premium blend. Brad had slipped four tablets in during his morning report to her in her office, and then another four while she was in the big sales meeting, just in the hope of carrying the mischief a little farther.

So far things seemed to be working out perfectly. Barbara ‚ÄĒ looking like she was about to throw up ‚ÄĒ had marched directly to her office and slammed shut the door.

Over the next few hours, word of her pathetic performance had peculated through the office with the speed of juicy gossip.

By now, of course, the entire firm knew of her impending confrontation with Robert Baxter. Better than they had any right to expect, Rodney had agreed, before driving home to pick up his video camera.

The video camera. She was often asked by Baxter to observe sensitive meeting from the closet in order to be in a position to verify his version of events should matters go awry and litigation ensue, a stratagem which had come in handy more than once.

The receptionist ‚ÄĒ Phyllis Morden ‚ÄĒ was an extremely conscientious woman, who took her responsibilities very seriously.

She would never allow anyone into the locked storage closet without the knowledge and permission of her boss. Phyllis Morden also hated Barbara Dahlton with a passion.

This hatred was understandable. The final straw was that Phyllis was gay, and had experience something of a crush on Barbara when she had first started working at the Company.

In the end, it had been a simple matter to convince Phyllis that witnessing Barbara being chewed out was more important than some minor rule regarding access to closets.

Besides, it was pointed out, Baxter only had another few months to go before retirement; loyalty to a man in such a position seemed a bit unnecessary, if not outright foolish.

And that was why, at precisely that afternoon, Brad Tymmens, Rodney Parsons with his video camera and Phyllis Morden were watching intently as Barbara entered the office of Robert Baxter, VP in charge of sales.

By the time she pushed open the door, her hands were shaking and her stomach was tied in knots. Worst of all, she had started feeling the same dazed and confused feeling that had come over her in the meeting.

Drawing a deep breath, she entered the office and closed the door behind her. No point in giving anyone the opportunity of listening in!

Time to get this over with. There are microphones picking up what goes on inside the office, but nothing short of screaming will be heard on the other side.

Robert Baxter sat upright behind his desk, looking solemn and forbidding. News of his retirement had sent a flurry of speculation through the office, with the eventual consensus being that he was being put aside as too conservative for modern business practices.

Too rigid; too hold fashioned. He certainly looked the party. At fifty-seven, Robert Baxter had the appearance of a man ten years his junior, with a stern, almost military posture, intense blue eyes and deep tan.

Only his thin, yellow-grey hair gave any indication of his true age. Indeed, he would have been an attractive man, had it not been for a large, purple birthmark that covered half his face and a set of blackened teeth where gum disease and decay had taken their toll.

Rumour had it he left his teeth that way to give him an edge in negotiations. Whatever the truth of it was, he was out.

In three months. As a concession to his experience and position in the company, however, he had been given the power to choose his successor. Barbara had been the heir-apparent.

Until now. You were an embarrassment to me and to the company. A student ‚ÄĒ even Carol Fawkner ‚ÄĒ could have done a better job.

Her tongue felt thick and swollen, and her mind struggled in vain to grasp what was going on. The smell of his breath washed over Barbara like a fetid tide.

Phyllis chuckled nastily. This was better than she had expected. Worth getting fired for. This bit of advance payback was going down very well.

Try as she might, Barbara found herself unable to comprehend the facts and figures on the paper in front of her. Damn it… she KNEW this stuff.

Inside and out. But, no matter how hard she tried, she found herself completely incapable of discussing it with Baxter ‚ÄĒ the man whose decision it was who would become the next VP in charge of sales.

Baxter had opened up the report and was taking her through it step by step, pointing out each section and asking her to explain what it meant and how it related to the overall sales figures and marketing strategy.

And, each time, no matter how simple it was, Barbara stumbled over her explanation, giving the impression that she knew nothing about the report.

It quickly became apparent to her that not only was her future promotion going down the tube, but so was her present job.

Upset by yet another failure to explain a figure, she looked over at her boss. As he had done a number of times already, he had stopped talking and was looking over at her.

His gaze had dropped down from her face to… to her chest. Surreptitiously, Barbara glanced downward. There it was… as she had leaned over the desk to look at the report, the top button of her blouse had come undone, partially exposing the upper swell of her breasts.

Baxter was staring at her breasts! Just as she reached this realization, Baxter tore his gaze away from her and began talking again about the report.

Barbara, however, had stopped listening. He had been staring at her breasts! A tiny spark of an idea ‚ÄĒ faint and tentative ‚ÄĒ flickered across her mind, quickly fanning itself into a full blown thought.

Baxter had been staring at her breasts! Maybe… just maybe she could save her job and her promotion.

Trying not to be obvious, Barbara brought her hand up and slipped loose another button. After stretching her shoulders slightly to expose as much breast as possible, she leaned forward to give him the best possible view.

Maybe… just maybe she could come out of this with her job and promotion intact. Baxter had stopped talking again. It was working! He was staring over at her chest again.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry at her success, Barbara lightly placed her hand on top of his where he was holding the report.

Was it too much? Too soon? Barbara could only hope that she was playing things correctly. A little uncomfortable.

She knew that she was attractive ‚ÄĒ or could be with a little effort ‚ÄĒ but she had spent years playing down her physical appearance.

It was not easy now to try to overcome all that effort, but she was willing to try in order to save her promotion. And her job. It seemed to do the trick.

Moving quickly, Baxter stood up and came around to her side of the desk. He leaned over her chair and pulled the report across the desk so that it was right in front of them.

His hands were trembling. Could she really go through with this? With that breath? She could feel the pulse in his wrist speed up as he ‚ÄĒ at last on his own initiative ‚ÄĒ squeezed her breast.

She started to squirm away in discomfort, but quickly remembered what she was doing; and what she was trying to do. Breathing heavily, Barbara leaned back in her chair and moaned in simulated passion as Baxter slipped his other gnarled hand down the top of her blouse and began fondling both of her breasts.

The covering too was soon removed, as Baxter reached down behind Barbara and jerked it open. Phyllis nodded in agreement.

More than that, she actively kissed back, thrusting her tongue back at his, as he once again began to manipulate her breasts.

And humiliating. Nevertheless, job and promotion firmly in the front of her mind, Barbara moaned and grunted on the chair, just as she imagined she would sound if she were actually enjoying the activity.

This kissing and fondling went on for a while. Finally, it dawned on Barbara that she was to make the next move. Baxter was waiting for her.

Panting with revulsion at the smell of his breath, she reached over with one shaking hand and began undoing his pants. That was what he had been waiting for.

He dropped her breast ‚ÄĒ red and shiny from where he had been biting and licking ‚ÄĒ and helped her undo his pants.

Within seconds, his cock ‚ÄĒ thick and covered with large purple veins ‚ÄĒ sprang free. Barbara immediately felt a kind of horrid fascination with this ugly thing as he guided her hand onto it.

Tentatively, she grasped it as he wished and began running her hand along it, up and down… up and down. Almost immediately, a glistening of pre-cum appeared.

Barbara moaned, this time with real fear, as he pulled her off the chair and down to her knees in front of him: eye to eye with his cock. She knew what he wanted though, and she had already gone too far to back out now.

Not if she wanted her job. The sounds were clearly audible through the microphones in the office.

Look at her go! Brad remained silent, his cock swollen in his pants. He was thinking of Carol; she should be here, seeing this… Finally, Baxter reached his limit.

He lifted her, and placed her down on the edge of his desk. She quickly slipped off her panties, pulled up her gray, business-skirt and leaned back across the desk, legs spread in obvious invitation and tits hanging free.

Baxter needed no further encouragement. He leaned forward between her legs and drove his cock into her exposed pussy, burying it to the hilt with one powerful thrust.

Barbara squealed with pain as the cock was driven into her still-dry pussy, but immediately turned it into a grunt of passion.

The job! This, despite the fact that every thrust sent waves of pain through her raw pussy. Within thirty seconds, he stiffened and grunted.

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