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"This is crazy. Crazy" thought Carl while the mysterious man keep removing his own clothes.

Carl felt more and more nervous and had almost no thoughts of how he was going to explain this crazy shit. His gaze went to the monitor screen in front of him to read what the next message will show.

"with smile your boss looks at your sexy body while you don't understand what is happening and looks at the monitor, you notice how something touch your neck and hear a whisper"

"Hello, slutty little girl"

At the same moment when those words reached his ears, Carl jumped up on his chair, ready to run, but he didn't notice that he was wearing ridiculously high-heeled shoes. With the very first step of the left leg, his body lost its balance and fell to the left onto the hands of an unknown man standing nearby.

"Stepanka, what's wrong, baby?" the guy stroking Carl's cheek asked, while his other arm supported his "secretary's" frail shoulders

"Oh... I think I'm better going to leave..." murmured Carl trying to regain his balance with a high-heel shoe "it is already too crazy" said Carl feeling how his breasts bounced, while he try to stand up again in the high heels. Long black hair tickled his back and neck giving unpleasant sensation, and thongs tight on his ass with his every move

The stranger chuckled and smiled strangely to himself when he watched the awkward movements of the woman's body next to him
"Baby, are you kidding? Where are you going? You're living here, Stepanka, and I'm paying for it all" the guy said, pointing to the room "and if you forget about everything what I've just done to you, grab your clothes and go back to your village... or stop acting weird and start taking off my clothes like a good slut, if you still want your salary".

After saying these words, the man went and sat down in an armchair near the table. He quickly found the bottle of whiskey, opened it and took a sip straight from the bottle.

"Let's get started." The man put the bottle away and, looking intently at his secretary "let's start shake your ass in a slow and sexy dance like usual, baby... ".
Carl blinked a couple of times, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. Everything around seemed real, but he could not believe that this was not a dream or fantasy, this was now his real life. In this world Carl didn't exist anymore, only some Czech woman named Stepanka, who worked as a secretary for this bastard and was the mistress, with which he slept at weekends and fucked at working days.