The seduced office mouse

 Water patters on her head, down her back, down her legs. She grabs her hair and enjoys how the shower water slides down on her. That was one day. At work the boss had given her hell today because she had made a mistake in a clerk. She had confused Frau Kohlmeiner with Frau Wohlmeier and there had been a medium amount of chaos. Because Mrs. Wohlmeier was informed to pay her contributions immediately, otherwise her insurance would be blocked. The letter was addressed to Ms. Kohlmeier. Mrs. Wohlmeier had called today and put on a huge monkey theater, who was responsible for this insolence. She even had the head of department give her and yelled at him for 10 minutes. By the time the whole thing was cleared up, both her nerves and, even more so, those of her boss were bare. At least he had the advantage that he could take his frustration out on her. She had no choice but to swallow her anger and wait so that she could let it all out in training after work. In the Tai Bo training there was also the stupid trainer who always had her on the kieker. With every new move he had to criticize her. "Boy, girl, it's not that difficult." In the Tai Bo training there was also the stupid trainer who always had her on the kieker. With every new move he had to criticize her. "Boy, girl, it's not that difficult." In the Tai Bo training there was also the stupid trainer who always had her on the kieker. With every new move he had to criticize her. "Boy, girl, it's not that difficult."
When the lesson was finally over, she was no longer just angry with the boss but also with the stupid trainer. But most of all she was annoyed with herself. Why did she always swallow everything? At least this Tai Bo Fuzzi could have given her opinion!
In her mind she was completely out of order under the running shower. She didn't hear the announcement that the studio was about to close. Nor did she hear the studio clerk Patricia, who was still supervising, making her final round. Patricia always called loudly into the cabin before she made her last tour. That was 10 minutes ago. Now all she wanted to do was turn off the sauna and the light. But she still heard the shower water running. When she went into the shower and peeked behind the wall of the shower niche, she saw Manuela standing there. Her arms buried in her long hair, straight up, one leg slightly bent. The water rushed down on her, flowed through her straw-blonde mane, dripped down the ends of her hair onto her body. Drops of water on the nipples of her beautiful breast.
Manuela hadn't noticed her and Patricia absent-mindedly took a step closer to her. She was completely captured by the blonde who was lost in thought. Her mind had shut down and she couldn't defend herself against being drawn into her spell by Manuela. She held out her hand as if to snatch a piece of her. A piece that she could pocket and take home, which should always remind her of that wonderful moment. She took one more step towards Manuela and now she was only a few centimeters away from Manuela. She reached out her hand and touched Manuela's chest very lightly.
And Manuela just dreamed of no longer being that little mouse, which nobody takes seriously. Whatever was overlooked, yelled at and put down. She dreamed of being desirable. To be important to someone. To be able to attract everyone's attention with his mere presence. And when she was at the top of her dream, so far away from reality, she felt a soft hand touch her breast. Very gentle and tender. At any other moment Manuela would have startled in horror, running away from this embarrassing situation. But at this moment the feeling was more dominant than her otherwise all-covering, panic-fueling mind. This feeling spread through her body in a fraction of a second and took possession of her. She felt the hand on her chest gently stroke the hill. How she straightened up and ran over her stomach. How she lingered slowly at the navel and played with him. Manuela reached up even more to push her hand further, deeper. And she did! She continued to slide down until she was between her legs. There she felt very carefully between her labia. With one finger she ran up the crevice until he found the clitoris between her lips. Now he circled on her pleasure hill and a warm tingling sensation drove into her legs. Then she noticed how the hand changed its position and shortly afterwards she felt the most wonderful thing she had ever felt. A soft, warm and moist gem drove through her pussy. She groaned because she couldn't contain her lust anymore. She spread her legs slightly and let this marvelous thing penetrate her completely. First it circled around her clitoris and then went deeper into her hole and circled there. Manuela moaned loudly and grabbed her breasts with lust. She kneaded them wildly to master her lust. She wanted something hard inside. And as she was told, she felt two fingers slide into her hole. At the same time the tongue caressed her clitoris. Fast and wild**** ten fingers it now and Manuela could not hold back any longer. It came like it had never come before. She groaned so loudly and the echo of her voice was broken in the tiled room.
Now she took hold of the head that hung between her legs. She knelt down to him and gratefully kissed the mouth that opened up there. Then she sagged completely relaxed on the other's lap and opened her eyes.
"Hello beauty," Patricia now whispered softly.
"Please excuse my attack, but I was completely blown away by you and couldn't do anything about it."
Manuela just looked at her with wide eyes before she closed them again and sank back into Patricia's lap.
"I couldn't help myself," she gasped. And although her mind is slowly reporting back, she gave free rein to her feelings and suppressed any other unpleasant thought.
"And I thank you very much for that, even if I won't be able to look at you tomorrow."