6 Chapter. Alan

- What leak, I'll blow your heads off, why the fuck do I need you if you can't solve basic problems!!!! The leak... where did it come from?!

- You see, Alan, uh... the thing is, uh... uh...

- What the fuck are you babbling about?!! I want a full report tomorrow with your whole crew. I'll give you a week to fix the leak! - I threw my cell phone on the seat of the car. - Who gave them their diplomas... idiots! - reached for the phone on the seat again, dialed one of his deputies.

- Semyon, there's a gas leak at one of the holding's enterprises, check it out. Contact the head of the technical service, he'll tell you which enterprise. And he'll bring you up to speed.

- Big leak, Alan?

- No, I don't think so. If it was big, it wouldn't be the maintenance supervisor reporting to me. Most likely, the leak was caused by worker negligence.

- All we need is for the environmentalists to bill us for the damage done to the region.

- That's why I'm telling you. Take control, Semyon.

- Don't worry, Alan, I'll report back today.

- It's a deal. Inform the HR department to find me a good head of technical security as soon as possible. Semyon, a good one, not a good one. I already have a good one and, as you can see, he's done nothing good. His mistake can cost a human life and more than one. I hope I don't have to explain it to you twice.

- I've got it all figured out.

- That's fine," he hung up.

I'm already stressed out about getting married. And then there's the problems at work. That girl with the piercing blue eyes, damn her... It's her birthday, she probably wanted to go to a club with her friends. Fucking hell... it's not enough that I have to get married. It's the last thing I ever wanted in my life, and my fiancée looks like a teenager. She's wearing a hoodie. What's she hiding, does she have any breasts? Not my type at all. On the plus side, she's clean, according to my sources. Sighing nervously, I turned back to the window, telling the driver:

- Gusal, let's go to Stella's," he nodded silently.

I glanced at my watch, not sure she was home. I dialed her number on my smartphone; who knows, she might want to buy a couple more dresses.

- Hello...hi, are you home?

- Hey, Alan, no.

- I'm on my way to your place, go home.

- But I, uh.

- Did you say something?

- No...I'm on my way back.

- I'll pick you up in 20 minutes, be ready.

- Yeah, sure. I missed you.

He hung up, grinning at those words. But I like her because she always wants me, and that's what turns me on. Besides, she's got a great body. That's my type, not a flat-chested girl. Does she get fed at all?

Twenty minutes later, parked in front of his mistress's house, throwing out all thoughts of the "pimply" girl. I ordered my driver to wait for me. I'm on edge and I need a release, or someone to punch. But I prefer the former, so I drove to Stella's. I opened the unlocked front door, and Stella was standing practically at the threshold, in a transparent robe on her naked body. As soon as I saw her, I was already tight in my pants, my cock was pressing on my fly. I approached her, smiling slightly, running my finger along her long neck, asking:

- Did you miss me, my brown-eyed panther?

- Very much," she answered me with a huff.

Taking her by the arm, tipping her chest onto the first table in his path:

- Show me how much you've missed me," she uncomplainingly spread her long legs wide, revealing her smooth-shaven, moist crotch. I unzipped his fly, freeing his straining cock and balls, and positioned myself between Stella's obediently spread legs. I ran my fingers along her crotch, smearing moisture over her tantalizing hole.

- I don't get it..." he pulled his fingers out, looking at them, feeling the artificial lubricant on them. - Did you put lubricant on yourself?

- Alan....it's for better glide.....

I stare at her steadily, frowning my eyebrows.

- What are you so nervous about? Well, bring the lubricant. Where do you have it? And bring a condom," I stood there wondering when she had become such a cold-blooded bitch, smearing the lubricant on her fingers where her crotch had been.

- Alan...

- Hurry up..." I growled threateningly, and she quickly fidgeted, doing as I ordered, "Come on, lie on your belly on the table. The lubricant must be used for its intended purpose. What did you say... for better sliding? That's what we'll use it for.

- Alan, you're on edge and you're gonna hurt me. Don't do it!

- Don't?! Turn around! - she obediently laid down on the table. - And since when do you use lubricant... Hmm? How long has it been since I turned you on? - I rolled the condom on my dick. - You're not saying anything. That's right, you better not say anything. Now, let's lubricate your gorgeous asshole for better sliding.

Sticking one finger in at first, he raised his eyebrows in surprise and stuck a couple more fingers in: "Wow... what a surprise, well, well, well, don't fidget, I see you're a workhorse. You get your ass kicked a lot? Why didn't you say so before... I like to fuck in the ass, but with you it never came to that....

- Alan... I never...

That's when I laughed:

- Never?! My three fingers feel pretty good in your hole, or do you think I don't know how tight my finger should feel in your anus, and you have three. So I don't turn you on... but my money does? - I pulled my fingers out, working the hole well so it wouldn't get damaged. I put the head at the entrance, it didn't take much effort, it went in quite easily, just like the rest of my cock, which I carefully inserted all the way in, all the way up to the balls.

- That's good. Why don't you say something, hmm? Speak," I began to move in her, quite easily without pressure. - You've been well fucked," I said, speeding up my movements. I grasped her hair roughly, going deeper into her anus, and the harder I thrust into her, the more she moaned, and it wasn't from pain at all. I was pounding in, thinking: "What a bitch... I do everything she doesn't ask for... rest, clothes and rocks... she only needs to be affectionate". I'm all wet from riding like this. Her body bounces with my frenzied pace. Imbedding my hips into her ass so that it sways with my frantic friction. Periodically, I spank her with my heavy palm so that she cries out not from the pleasant sensations. Her ass is already crimson from the spanking.

- Slut..." I discharged into the condom, still not feeling satisfied. I came out of her, pulled off the condom, wiping my cock on her robe. I tucked my cock into my underwear, went to the sink, washed my hands, tidied myself and my disheveled hair. As he headed for the exit, without looking in her direction, he said, "From now on, you're free to go.

- Alan, no... don't... don't, Alan..." she sobs, saying my name through her tears, trying to make me feel better.

- I'm not interested in whores, even the prettiest ones," I left Stella with these words. When I left her house, I forgot who Stella was, crossing her out of my life as a used thing....