Hello! I told Igor that I would not mind telling you about one of our sexual adventures. Igor is just going to write a story about this, and I, in turn, will try to write a story about the same thing, but from my point of view. Sometimes men and women see the same event differently. Be that as it may, I hope that my point of view will interest not only men, but also women. In the end, I also participated in all this. Igor said that if I manage to write a good story, then I will really start my readers. Already one thought that when reading my story, someone will get wet or protruded (all depending on who will read it) makes me get juices. And, of course, while I will write all this with one hand, my other hand will make sure that my excitement does not fall. Just imagine such a picture: with my legs spread, I am lying absolutely naked on our enormous ottoman and I caress myself with Igor right in front of Igor’s eyes. Igor loves to watch how I please myself, and if at the same time I still begin to speak all sorts of obscenities, then he starts with half a turnover. Well, I have not yet managed to start writing a story, but is already close to orgasm. Eh, I wish you to be near now and stare at me!
It all started on Friday evening. Igor and I ordered a table in our beloved restaurant on a steamer that rolls along the lake of vacationers. Before that, we still needed to discuss some business problems with our acquaintance lawyer. He lives an hour away from us. We estimated that for a ride we will go there an hour, an hour back, and even an hour will go to all kinds of conversations. Thus, we decided that if the ship moves away from the pier at half a day, then we will need to leave the house at seven.
I agreed with one of the neighboring girls that she would sit this evening with our son. I often make such a request to the girls living nearby in our village, and three of them constantly help me. This time the first to whom I addressed was Sasha. Aleksashka, as she demands to be called, said that she was just a birthday, but she quarreled with her friend, and her friends either went on vacation or busy with her own business, so she is ready to help me. I told her that, since she agreed to sit with our son on the day when she was 18 years old, we will pay her for her service at a double tariff. Apparently, she liked such a prospect. I told her that she would be ready to come to us by seven o’clock, and promised that when we go back, from the restaurant, we would throw her home.
Igor and I were going to walk all evening. Such an opportunity was no longer presented to us for a long time, and we were glad that we finally succeeded in having fun. Our program included a magnificent dinner with all kinds of drinks and dancing "Until falling" to the accompaniment of a wonderful orchestra. During such exits to the restaurant, we have repeatedly been able to get acquainted with pleasant people, and now, when we began to get involved in the exchange of partners, we did not lose hope of meeting with a couple of our dreams, with which we would have spent the rest of the evening and the night too.
Igor put on his luxurious evening suit. In it, he always looks so presentable! In general, presentable men always seem exclusively sexy. And my outfit was beyond praise. The day before, Igor and I ran around the shops and picked me up an amazing tight -fitting dress that emphasized my sexuality. Naturally, it ended up in my favorite store. They always can find something decent. If I find myself in this store, I will certainly pick up myself and underwear that barely covers me, or some other sexy things. You guys probably would have given a lot to see me in this dress. Even at 38, I keep myself in great shape. Not many women of my age will decide to put on a dress that would fit their figure, like this dress. In addition, the dress turned out to be so short that it could be called a dress with difficulty. But it completely opened my long slender legs, which looked very good in black stockings with elastic bands (who else will praise you if you don’t praise yourself). Another advantage of the dress was a deep neckline in front. Because of this, my boobs, naturally not constrained by any bras, almost fell out. This dress did not have the back at all, but it was densely, as if entered, it sat on my ass. Igor loves when I dress so. My outfit was supplemented by red panties with a neckline on the crotch. I hinted to Igor that perhaps I would flash with this neckline in front of some man, and if a convenient case is presented, then to the woman.
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