Hello world, to anybody out there who may be reading this.
I have a secret that I want to share.
I won’t give you my name, not a real name anyway, I’ll go by an alias, “Chris”. Now, I love the world of finance, I love tech and all things Mark Zuckerburg and when I got a chance and landed my dream job in California working for an incredible start-up tech company I practically skipped my way there, leaping for joy at finally going in the right direction in life.
I work in silicon valley, probably the most famous place in the world to people like me, and whenever a female asks me where I work I take great pleasure in letting that location roll off of my tongue and it always works because to these women, it means money and they want in.
However, I was looking in the wrong direction, where I should have been looking is right under my very nose because the women who work close by, the women involved in my world, now they are the women that I should be paying attention to because these women are as stressed-out as me and know how beneficial a good fuck is for productivity.
The tech girls next door to my apartment, that’s all I can call them, I want to protect their identity.
One evening one of the tech girls knocked on my door, wearing just some small skimpy pajamas, asking if I had any sugar I could lend her, she was making a cake and had forgotten the vital ingredient. I invited her in, she closed the door behind her as I went hunting in my bare cupboards for sugar that I knew I probably didn’t have, I took sweeteners after all.
We started talking, she was nice, she worked in my office and she had a lot to say. She sat down with a drink and we flirted, we became more passionate about our frustrations about the workplace and I couldn’t help but look down at her shirt whenever she would bend over, she wasn’t wearing a bra after all and her skimpy pajamas were leaving little to my imagination. She crossed her legs in front of me and that’s when I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties under her small shorts either, I got a perfect glimpse of her fresh pussy and I wanted her badly.
Inching closer and closer to her and before I even had a chance to, she made a move on me, she was all over me, kissing and removing her pajama top, her full breasts dangling in front of my face as she busied herself with my flies. She took my cock out and bit my lip hard as she guided me inside of her, I didn’t resist, she was hungry for me and I wanted to help her get out some of those tensions she had been telling me about. We fucked like animals, raw and passionately until we were both exhausted and she was full of my cum.
The next night I got a knock on the door, expecting it to be a cold caller I hesitated but boy am I glad that I opened it. Standing there was her roommate, a leggy blonde who worked in the finance department of my workplace, and she, whilst biting on the inside of her cheek asked me if I had any sugar. Puzzled I pulled her inside and just like her friend she was all over me like a rash. “I heard you’re good at fucking out the tensions? my friend has never been so relaxed”, she said breathlessly as we removed one another’s clothes.
She got onto all fours on my bed and I began railing her tight pussy from behind, looking out of the window as I did so and taking in the sights of her and the view. She was tremendous, she took my cock marvelously and she even swallowed two loads of my cum within the space of just half an hour. I told her she could come back for sugar any time.
Now, outside of these moments, we are professionals but I am telling you these women are sex maniacs and I am 100% sure that silicon valley is the place to be.