Being able to command and not command here - be boss and cock at the same time as any other; and just the quiet habituation. The playful urge of forgotten boyhoods was again there to look closely at the other, out of curiosity, boredom, groping horror ...
Once, once you have to look behind every closed curtain - that's the way it is. And then his secretary had not let go.
By the way, he had not regretted it; she had become a good housewife and good mother of children to him, and in the big city nobody knows about the past of the woman who does not disparage, no, certainly not, but it is not necessary, is it? The marriage remained what she was: a working group. Without the colorful hours, but with a lot of memories of joint campaigns, business associates, big cocks ... He now had a secretary. A little cheesy secretary.
At the moment he was madly in love with the owner of a fashion salon: a tight, gorgeous woman with white, sparkling teeth and black-tinted hair. In general, he was faithful to his wife, a decent family man. But he was so curious; he just wanted to lift the curtain of that dress once. And he will probably do that too.