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Projects (2)This is part 2. Please read previous parts first.Brigitte grabs my hand and whispers in my ear. “Your team is really attached to you. Georgina tries to hook us up.”“And she is not very subtle about it. And by the way: she is just my colleague but she seems to be YOUR friend. So surely that makes you more responsible than me”.“Ah! You are trying to pay me back now”. She laughs. “Shall we play along?” She looked at the dance floor where a few people have already started throwing shapes.We joined in and started to move to the music. The longer we danced the more ridiculously our shapes and we could not stop cracking up in laughter ever so often when one of us did a particularly silly dance move. She teased me with: “Your dancing is slightly better than your project management.” and I replied “Your bitching is slightly better than your dancing”.As we got more daring she rubbed her bum against my hips which woke up my groin again after it was abandoned by Georgina just an hour ago.“The dancing has lifted your ‘spirit’ it seems. I can feel you are having fun.” she whispered in my ears and continued to dance around me, occasionally pressing herself against my erection for a few moments only to then step back again. She is just such a tease.I etiler escort started to sober up again from the dancing. I needed a break from the tease by going to the loo. “Sorry, Brigitte but I need to go where you can’t go”. Of course she had to have the last word “I can go EVERYWHERE!”.In any case I smiled at her and made my way to the gents, got into a cubicle and tried to think of laundry, Milton Keynes, cheese, shopping lists just to get my erection down so I could pee. After I finished I opened the door of the cubicle and saw the gents completely empty except for Brigitte who walked straight to me and pushed me back into the cubicle. I just saw that another guy was about to enter and so I quickly closed the door.“Men’s toilets are so disgusting.” she whispered in my ear. I couldn’t stop myself putting my hands around her waist and pulled her to me so I can pull her towards me and whisper “I am sure you want to add to all the filth”. “Only with filthy thoughts” and her hand touched my groin.“Not only with thoughts it seems”“Oh! It has shrunk. Does it only grow if I dance?” and she started to move and writhe and her belly rubbed against my trousers. And indeed her dancing had the desired ümraniye escort effect. She started to move her face towards mine and we started to kiss. Our tongues touched and I touched her face. Suddenly she pushed me back. Her face changed into an expression of confusion. “I am so sorry. I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I must go”. She opened the door to the cubicle and ran away. I tried to follow her but she just waved me away. I saw her leaving the bar and jump into a cab. Looking after the cab I felt both relieved and disappointed. Disappointed because this was quite clearly an amazing womant. Relieved because she was a work colleague and also married (and I just remembered that from what Georgina told me). If I ever meet her again in a professional matter it would be hugely embarrassing.I stood outside for a while when suddenly the bar spat out the rest of the party. “We are going to another club. Come along, boss!” There is not much else to do with the night but to join them. I am far too confused and excited to go home. After I entered the club I discovered Georgina. She pulled me over to a quieter corner. “And? did you two get along? It seemed you did”. I just answered laconically sarıyer escort “She is married.” “Yeah but the marriage is going down the drains. She is very unhappy. He is nice but it is not going well.”“What do you mean? Why?”“I have no idea. He does not really take care of her if you know what I mean. Not only sexually but also not emotionally. I always warned her but people make the mistakes that they need to make. Anyways, enough talking. Let’s dance”I got a drink and danced along on my own a bit. The music was very much hypnotic trance and the cloud machine was on overdrive. It was almost hard to breathe. At one point I suddenly see a woman and it is Georgina. She was dancing in front of a guy and not only dancing. It was so hard to see but she was quite clearly rubbing his crotch very fast. The guy’s face was certainly contorted and then relaxed. I guess he needs dry cleaning now and probably that’s the reason why he just walked away.She was moving alone and “So what about you then? What are your “mistakes”? You only talk about Brigitte and try to hook us up but you never talk about yourself.”She laughs “Oh! I am not so interesting. I just like to play. And I don’t like to get involved. I am an introvert.”Now I cannot start but laughing out loud “I felt how much an introvert you are. I don’t believe you.”She smiled “Oh sorry. I am just very drunk and I am a little out of control.”“Maybe I should be again your boss and start to control you.”“Or I control you? With your lever I can control you very well.”She walks off through the artificial mist and I follow.
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