Losing My Virginity to Isabel
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The 25-year-old Isabella has been working for the Brant detective agency in Düsseldorf for two years.
Her colleagues only call her Isabel, which does not bother her. She is very well received by clients and colleagues alike with her upbeat manner. Not least also because of her appearance.
She is 1.70 tall, 55-60 kilos. She has black shoulder-length hair, a sympathetic face. Her butt is a bit too big, which is an eye-catcher for some. Her C-tits aren't sagging at all. She has blue eyes. She is always friendly. Sometimes she wears glasses to look more conservative, which she doesn't always manage to do.
She has already achieved a lot. catching shoplifters, tailing unfaithful husbands. At a small company she had solved a fraud case where an employee had blackmailed a colleague and embezzled money.
She tries to do everything she can to please her clients.
Isabel doesn't talk much about her personal life.
But there's a rumor going around that she doesn't have a boyfriend. When you ask her, she always smiles and doesn't answer.
It's August 14, the hottest day of the month so far.
Before Isabel sits at her desk, she turns on the fan.
Today, she put on a black skirt that almost goes over her knees. And a white blouse without sleeves.
"I could hardly sleep last night in this heat", Marco tries to start a conversation.
Isabel frowned. "It is already a hot air. But 32 degrees is not exaggerated. We have that every year for a few days."
Marco gets up and goes to the fan to get more cold air.
Isabel shakes her head. "Make sure you don't catch cold!" Then she opens her laptop and checks her e-mail.
"Did we get a new assignment? There hasn't been much going on for a few days now," asks Marco, who sits down at his desk again.
"No, nothing! But Axel got an order yesterday. But it's only about a missing bicycle."
"And that's why you contact a detective agency instead of going to the police?", he asks in surprise.
Isabel shrugs her shoulders. "Anyway, the more assignments, the better!"
She leans back and looks at the coffee machine. "Do you want one?"
Marco raises his head. "Are you crazy? In this heat? No way!"
"All right", she replies and makes herself a coffee.
Isabel writes two more minutes of her last assignment for her supervisor. Afterwards she wants to go to lunch, there is a knock at the door.
Isabel gets up and opens the door.
A 50-year-old Eastern European man of about 50 is at the door.
She asks him to come into the office with a friendly gesture.
"Good morning, my name is Vladko," he says in broken German.
"Good morning, I am Isabella Martes," she replies and gives him her hand.
"Please sit down. How can we help you?"
Marco looks up from his computer to check the new client.
He doesn't look rich, but he can afford a detective? Marco concentrates on his computer again.
"I run a small grocery store. I've been missing meat for about a month."
"Meat?" she asks irritated. "Can't you order some?"
"Yes, I can. When the goods arrive, everything is complete. After two days, one part is missing. At first, 50 euros worth of meat was missing. Two weeks later, 150 euros. Yesterday, we got a new shipment. It was all there. Today I'm 200 euros short. If it continues like this, I have a problem," Vladko says desperately.
She looks questioningly at Marco, who ignores her, but then she turns back to Vladko.
"I can understand your resentment, but why don't you go to the police with this?"
"No police. That will only cause trouble," it comes quickly from Vladko. "Can you help me or not?"
"Sure, we can investigate. But if it's ultimately a theft on this scale, you'll have to consider calling the police!" she replies sternly.
She can tell by the look on his face that he is not satisfied with this. Nevertheless he nods.
"When the time comes, I will think about it. Will you accept the assignment?"
"First a few questions. Do you have a surveillance camera in your store?
He shakes his head.
"Do you mind if we install one? Just until our investigation is complete?
"Fine by me," he growls.
"Fine. Would you mind if I came along on the next delivery and examined everything?"
He looks into her eyes. "You don't believe me?" he asks a bit louder.
"Of course. I just want to consider all possibilities."
"Do whatever you want. Will you accept my offer?"
She looks at Marco again. He shrugs his shoulders.
He hasn't been much help to her. Although Marco, with his 30 years, has more experience in the business.
She takes a Paper from a box and hands it to him.
"Fill this out correctly. On the back is about the payment. Hand the form to my colleague afterwards and we will discuss whether we will pursue the matter. Is that all right with you?"
"Do I have to?" he keeps mumbling to himself.
"Yes. That's part of it!"
"Whatever. I hope they deliver results.
"As I said, we'll be in touch. Isabel replies politely but firmly.
Then she says goodbye to him and accompanies him to the door.
Vladko doesn't miss the opportunity to look at her ass. He makes a big grin.
Isabel feels uncomfortable in the presence of Vladko, so she is not enthusiastic about his mission.
He doesn't look rich, but he can afford a detective? Marco concentrates on his computer again.
"I run a small grocery store. I've been missing meat for about a month."
"Meat?" she asks irritated. "Can't you order some?"
"Yes, I can. When the goods arrive, everything is complete. After two days, one part is missing. At first, 50 euros worth of meat was missing. Two weeks later, 150 euros. Yesterday, we got a new shipment. It was all there. Today I'm 200 euros short. If it continues like this, I have a problem," Vladko says desperately.
She looks questioningly at Marco, who ignores her, but then she turns back to Vladko.
"I can understand your resentment, but why don't you go to the police with this?"
"No police. That will only cause trouble," it comes quickly from Vladko. "Can you help me or not?"
"Sure, we can investigate. But if it's ultimately a theft on this scale, you'll have to consider calling the police!" she replies sternly.
She can tell by the look on his face that he is not satisfied with this. Nevertheless he nods.
"When the time comes, I will think about it. Will you accept the assignment?"
"First a few questions. Do you have a surveillance camera in your store?
He shakes his head.
"Do you mind if we install one? Just until our investigation is complete?
"Fine by me," he growls.
"Fine. Would you mind if I came along on the next delivery and examined everything?"
He looks into her eyes. "You don't believe me?" he asks a bit louder.
"Of course. I just want to consider all possibilities."
"Do whatever you want. Will you accept my offer?"
She looks at Marco again. He shrugs his shoulders.
He hasn't been much help to her. Although Marco, with his 30 years, has more experience in the business.
She takes a form from a box and hands it to him.
"Fill this out correctly. On the back is about the payment. Hand the form to my colleague afterwards and we will discuss whether we will pursue the matter. Is that all right with you?"
"Do I have to?" he keeps mumbling to himself.
"Yes. That's part of it!"
"Whatever. I hope they deliver results.
"As I said, we'll be in touch. Isabel replies politely but firmly.
Then she says goodbye to him and accompanies him to the door.
Vladko doesn't miss the opportunity to look at her ass. He makes a big grin.
Isabel feels uncomfortable in the presence of Vladko, so she is not enthusiastic about his mission.
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Deborah Flynn - Thursday, June 18th, 2015 I yawned, sprawled out on the sofa. Everything was so routine. Netflix was on the TV through my game console but I wasn't paying much attention to the new show about the tranny and her psychic friends. That black Doctor Who girl was showing off some lovely tits though. It was lonely in here. My apartment was great and I loved it but it could use some people over. I had my two sisters, even if I didn't seem to have any close friends. I could call...
Some girls just never learn. Weeks before new headlines spread across the nation after two innocent teen girls at a concert in Detroit were brutally fondled and then sexually assaulted by hundreds of drunken men in a mosh pit at a concert. Newspapers reported that one of the girls was now pregnant. These concerts were not a good thing for girls to attend with their friends. Breanne arrived at Casey?s house around three in the afternoon. The girls were excited. Both sets of parents were out...
[For Robert...!]I was just getting up when my phone buzzed on the nightstand next to the bed. I glanced and saw that I had a text. It was early, so I was surprised that anyone would be texting me at that hour, but when I saw who it was, my heart started beating faster. It was from Robert!'Would like to drop by soon! Is that possible?!''Drop by' was code, of course, and I understood it perfectly; so I replied: 'OF COURSE! When?!''Half an hour?!!!' Was his reply. My answer was an emphatic,...
Melody Marks just came back from college. Her mom asks her if she’s met any cute boys and she explains that she’s only interested in older men. Melody quickly finds out how much of a horny freak her stepdad is. Melody and her mom walk in on her stepdad jerking off to a porn video. Melody can’t help but stare at her stepdads cock. Her mom walks away in anger, leaving Melody and Charles alone. She starts to flirt with him a little bit, and Charles is loving it. He loves teen...
xmoviesforyouThis continues the story Spanked for Free Again: When Scott disappeared upstairs Sheila went to the kitchen followed by Grandma who closed the door and said, “Well you certainly showed Scott who is the boss here.” “Thanks Mum, I am sure he is now very sorry.” “Quite possibly dear, but how long will the impact last on the boy?” Sheila laughed, “Oh a few days normally. Still that’s better than when we just had a chat, or more like a row, as he would leave the room and forget everything. Mind you,...
So this week, Monday came on Tuesday. It was a 'take Cindy to work' day. I enjoyed these, and it was apparent from the reactions of my coworkers that they enjoyed this, too. Our breakfast at the little roadside restaurant was one of those things where we found a table and as soon as we sat down, we were joined by Bill and another one of the engineers, Phil, the guy that was doing our controls. "So, Miss Cindy, how was the concert?" Bill asked. Cindy beamed. "Oh, Mister Bill, it was...
“Did I hear the front door go?” asked Paul. He walked from the shower and into the bedroom. He was busy drying his toned body with a towel as he padded across the carpet. He left wet footprints. “I’ve been waiting for you,” purred Mona. Paul grinned at his wife. “It really is my birthday,” he said. “You look… wow… you look beautiful.” She knelt on the four-poster bed, clutching one of the dark wooden poles with both hands. She played with it suggestively, running her hands up and down the wood....
IncestThe ExchangeEmile, 2010Usual caveats apply.---Kurt Hengst oozed sex, and he knew it. At 6'2", his broad muscular body towered over most guys, and it didn't take much more than a cheeky smile to flash across his unshaven jaw for his prey to come willingly. They were true victims, falling in love, and falling arse up offering to quench it. But Kurt was only in it for the sex, and his unquenchable, brutal fucking, combined with his uncomfortably large cock and carelessness, soon made them run...