This is for you, in.G.
My wife was going on a date. Jumping out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and with a plastic cap for a shower on her head, she hastily ran into the bedroom, to the linen cabinet ..
Yes, you understood everything correctly, I am her husband. And I stay at home today. And she has a date with one very interesting man. That’s it!
– Dear, what time is it? – her voice came from the twilight of the room.
– Exactly seven, – I answered.
– Oh, I haven’t made up yet. Ok, I laid my hair in advance. It is necessary to accelerate! – she stabbed, not looking up from the drawer.
Vladimir Nikolaevich had to take my wife from the metro station, which was located near our house. She came up with such a conspiratorial plan, thereby convincing her new gentleman that I would not know about anything. The evening promised to be saturated – because they gathered in the theater for the symbolic opera Othello in four actions with three intermission. Although I doubt that my joy will act at least until the second action!
Last month, our marriage was 6 years old. The wedding was in the last year of the institute. And all these years I have never regretted that I had chosen Julia in my wife. Friendly, caring, and an energetic homemade cat – my relatives and friends knew her like that. However, we had another life with her, our personal. The fact is that when we were still in love students, we entered into a small agreement on free relations in sex. At the same time, of course, third -party relationships should not take place secretly, behind the back.
And so they healed, so well that the family routine simply did not have time to drag us into his arms. Well, in addition, discussions of each other’s adventures gave us crazy pleasure for both.
– Well, how am I to you? – with a triumphant smile, the husband left the bedroom and stood her hands on her sides, flaunting herself.
Wow! A tall red -haired beast looked at me predatory: red varnished shoes on a high stilettos, black stockings with a lace elastic band, wrapping juicy hips, and a chic black corset embroidered with a red pattern, barely fit its fourth size in itself. There were no panties on it, and the golden bush above the labia immediately pressed my gaze.
– Wow! – I repeated my thoughts, now out loud.
– What a “yes”! – Raising the fiery eyebrows and coquettishly shaking her hips, she purred. – I can’t decide with panties only! What do you think, thongs or classic? He is a man of old hardening, I would not want to disappoint him.
– Well, with such a corset, exclusively thongs! – I said confidently. – And as transparent as possible!
– Oh, more transparent to you! – with a playful reproach said the wife. – Yes, and help tighten the corset more. I want the boobs to look more appetizing! – And with these words she turned to me with her back.
I began to lace the corset and at the same time, it should be noted that my gaze could not tear off her ass, which I love so much. Strong and magnificent, but soft to the touch – she always drove me crazy. And not surprising, because the spouse has been regularly going to fitness with friends for two years. And knowing my passion, in these classes she pays special attention to the sorcerer. So with the physical form we have everything in complete openwork! And when only my craftswoman manages? I am sure that Vladimir Nikolaevich will love her chubby butter buns no less than mine.
By the way, Vladimir Nikolaevich. This is a colleague of my wife – they work at the same enterprise, but in different departments. He is the head of the department of some developments and planning, and the spouse works in the legal department. It is even strange that in the end he decided to take care of her. Indeed, at work, from her words, they crossed only a couple of times, given that the departments are located on different floors, and general business issues, in general, do not have. But, apparently this is fate, and he could not resist even before a fleeting acquaintance with my beauty. Yes, and she, here I am sure, wagged his tail properly! So it was finished – today their first date.
– You will eat my ass so with your eyes, leave something to Vladimir Nikolaevich! – feeling her chest pulled with a corset, a wife looked over her shoulder. – It seems everything!
– Yes all! – I smiled, releasing the lace.
– Thank you, darling! – She kissed me and ran to put on a dress and powder her nose.
***
– Well, I went! – Julia stood near the front door at a full parade: in a short but elegant tight red dress with thin straps, with makeup and a small theatrical handbag on the shoulder. The length of the dress favorably emphasized her beautiful legs and, of course, my rounded passion. And the neckline, perhaps, could just drive crazy – two tight melons were torn from this red captivity.
– Wow! It seems, I regret that today I am not Vladimir Nikolaevich! – I said admiringly.
And this admiration was impossible to hide, since the traitor in his pants stuck in the most arrogant way all the time, which was occupied by my wife’s collections.
– Oh, who is it here with us? – looking at Torchun, the wife asked in surprise.
I lowered my pants, exposing an erect member. The wife leaned over, affectionately stroked him and, taking it into a fist, neatly exposed the head.
– Behave yourself! She whispered to him and kissed him on the open beam, leaving a bright red mark from lipstick.
He nodded in response to her.
***
Cutting loudly heels on the asphalt, I was in a hurry to the meeting place. My spectacular look gathered male views from the whole street without exaggeration. What is it here, my faithful a couple of minutes ago was ready to just explode from excitement! Even oncoming women, tracing the eyes of their men, jealously frowned. I was amused by their envy and I, puffing out with my hips and booty, made them understand: “Yes, I am like that, look and envy!”
Yes, by the way, I decided on the panties. I am sure that red thongs with a translucent lace front he will like. Actually, like my front itself!
Approaching the subway, I immediately guessed which car awaits me. A large luxurious black jeep, it seems a crossover – I’m not very versed. Mmm, I already like it!
Tinted glasses were lowered. To my surprise, the driver apparently was hired and was already sitting behind the wheel. And Vladimir Nikolaevich himself stood next to the car, smiled affably and opened the passenger door in front of me:
– Good evening! You are just stunning!
– Hello! Thanks for the compliment! – I sang, getting into the car.
Slamming my door, he hastened to sit down on the other side of the car.
Next to me on a passenger chair, of course, lay a huge bouquet of red roses tied with a red ribbon.
– A woman in red – exclusively red roses! – I handed it to me today’s boyfriend.
– ABOUT! So beautiful! – I accepted the bouquet and, breathing in his beautiful aroma, looked delightfully into my knight’s eyes – thanks! Very nice!
He was so cute.
Smiling with restraint, he made a sign to the driver. The car moved.
Vladimir Nikolaevich was a solid man of about forty -five. He had a friendly, smart face and a pleasant voice. Always fit and in a good mood, for sure he was the favorite of all the women of his department. And a light gray hair and a neatly trimmed beard only added to him male charm. I could not resist him, because these brown eyes and an ironic look simply had an easy acquaintance!
He was a widower. The unfortunate spouse died ten years ago, leaving him two children. But he coped with everything. And put the children on his feet and did not forget about his career. But in his personal life, in his words, there was a shortage.
– Good start for a good evening! Do not you mind? – With these words, Vladimir Nikolaevich pressed the button in the panel and glasses and a bottle of champagne appeared from the retractable compartment. It seems not cheap.
– With pleasure! I answered.
– Woman’s desire is a law! – he said loudly, and, with lightning speed, pouring the gnawed to the glasses, one of them handed me.
– For you! He said solemnly.
– For us! – I clarified with a slight hint.
***
The first action was nearing the end and I was bored. Not that I did not like the opera, but my thoughts were about something else. Namely about Vladimir Nikolaevich.
He pretended to look at the stage with interest. In the course of action, he even made some remarks in a whisper in my ear. But I saw that his gaze now and then pushed me in the neckline or in a lace gum stock on the right thigh. But Vladimir Nikolaevich carefully tried to hide it. That’s wonderful – I flaunted my peaches for you precisely for you!
I realized that I need to start acting myself. Having firmly deciding it, I put my hand on his knee. He flinched slightly in surprise, but did not give a look. How timid you are, my joy!
The hall reigned in the hall, our places were extremely at the central passage, and Metzzo Soprano sounded deafeningly from the stage-one could not worry that someone would pay attention to us. Although I never worried about this.
Loyaling a little on the knee, my hand began to rise higher and stroke the thigh of Vladimir Nikolaevich. And oh, a miracle – his left hand carefully sank to my knee and supposedly by chance crawled to my thigh.
I finally became bolder and took this hand with her free hand and slightly spreading her legs to the sides, stuck it closer to the scribe. The fingers of Vladimir Nikolayevich began to stroke my pussy through the fabric of panties. From these caresses, I immediately felt that it flowed – panties slowly began to be saturated with my discharge.
Then I noticed a tight mound that I began to grow in my companion trousers. I immediately reached my hand there, I began to iron it and play with it – slightly drum my fingers. The breath of Vladimir Nikolayevich became more frequent. I felt his fingers wet from my lubrication tried to push the fabric of panties to climb deeper.
Gently pulling off his hand, I slowly raised the hem of the dress to my hips and, holding my thumbs by the thin elastic bands of my red thongs, pulled them down. Leaning and elegantly taking off the panties from the heel, I showed them to Vladimir Nikolaevich. He smiled embarrassedly. Then I carefully folded them with a corner and put them in the upper pocket of a jacket, instead of a scarf.
Somehow he did not have time to react to this, because at that moment my second hand already unfastened the zipper on his hillock.
Excitement grew and I wanted more. In addition, the opera eventually began to just annoy.
– Maybe we’ll better go to ride your big beautiful car? – I whispered in a hot ear. At that moment, my hand was already squeezed by his excited member.
– Yes of course! The desire of a woman … law! – swallowing saliva, he whispered. – And the driver? Send it home?
– For what? – I asked mockingly. – He doesn’t bother me! And you?
You should have seen his eyes at that moment.
– Mmm … no! He muttered.
And we quietly got up from our places and began to advance to the exit. All this way, he kept his jacket and, blushing, looked around. And not surprising, because I led him behind me, holding him by the penis.
***
– Circle in the city! – told the driver Vladimir Nikolaevich, clapping the door. – And on a flat road! Oh…
At this time, I already sucked in all his cock.
The car moved. The driver of the driver could only be envied.
– Turn on the music! A … a! – he added almost a cry, as I accelerated the pace of suction.
A dance melody sounded. Well, excellent sound accompaniment!
Pulling my skin up and down, I played a tongue with its impleased burgundy head. At the same time, I did not forget about the testicles, holding them with the other hand.
– Oh … oh … – he moaned, stroking my head.
While he did it quietly, so as not to confuse the driver.
Time flew imperceptibly and it was necessary to move on to the main dish.
Having released its dignity from my mouth, I raised my free hand up and, having found a lever over my head, turned on the ceiling lantern. I need to consider this properly!
Getting with both hands behind the lower edge of the dress and moving up the head, I quickly threw it off. It was not very convenient to do in the car, but somehow managed. Left in the corset, stockings and shoes, I felt more free. And, it seems that my appearance, even in the dim light of the ceiling lantern, made the correct impression on Vladimir Nikolaevich – he just began to eat me eyes.
But my image has not yet been completed. Therefore, I lowered the corset and, with little difficulty (my husband tried), first extracted one, and then the other chest. Taking them in my palms, and with defiantly weighing them, I looked at Vladimir Nikolaevich with a languid look. He groaned with impatience.
Without forcing him to wait a long time, I climbed to his knees and, cleverly sticking my hand to my legs, took his protruding member and inserted it into her vagina.
– Oh … – groaned Vladimir Nikolaevich, holding me by the waist.
Opening my lips, I eagerly stuck to his lips. Our languages met. And at the same moment I began to slowly sit down.
The hands of Vladimir Nikolaevich stroked my waist in the corset. I thought that the best place for them is slightly lower and therefore transferred them to my buns. And Vladimir Nikolaevich immediately clung to them with a dead grip. It turns out what he is when you get it! He squeezed and unclenched my fogs, stroked – in general, he cried the ass with obvious pleasure. I was very glad that he liked her so much. He would know how much work I should contain this charm in this form! But on the other hand, it is worth it!
The love rhythm began to accelerate. Even through the hollowing music, I heard my crotch huddy fought about his scrotum.
Vladimir Nikolaevich, clinging tightly into my ass, simply exhausted from passion and satisfaction. To give the heat, I picked up my chest and, squeezing slightly, pressed it to his face, while continuing to gallop it frantically on him.
– Oh … it’s wonderful! -muffledly came somewhere between my breasts.
Then I felt his tongue, which began to rush between my tight hills, caressing them. Through the gorge between them, I stuck my tongue and they met. From the stuffiness and such a hot evening, my babies sweat slightly and were so -so.
It did not last long. Suddenly, I felt that Vladimir Nikolaevich puts a finger in my back hole.
I stopped and looked into his flushed face.
– You want there? – I asked excitedly, taking my breath.
He nodded modestly.
Gently getting out of myself, his stone member, I began to look around in search of my handbag.
– But what if? – flashed the thought in my head.
The Golden Territory peeked out from the driver’s seat.
Taking a purse in my hands and opening it, I smiled. Near the package of condoms lay a small tube of lubricant for anal sex. Smart husband, everything provided! And even with a strawberry aroma! But the pentors, dear, did not come in handy for me today!
Mentally kissing my husband, I took a tube and opened a cap. Turning to a member of Vladimir Nikolaevich face, I squeezed out a little gel on his head and, sensing a sweet berry aroma, began to gently smear it along the entire length.
– Wow, cold! – my lover chuckled.
– Also with strawberries, – I smiled.
Then I turned to him with my back and, resting at the front seats, squeezed my back and put up the ass to smell myself properly. The remnants of the gel in my palm I began to rub into my hole. Having smeared well, I gently penetrated there with the middle finger, checking the effect. Everything was great!
Having a little standing, as far as the ceiling of the car allowed, I began to adjust the ass to the member. The car was shaking slightly, and it was not easy to do. The tip of the head almost entered, and I prepared for more.
Suddenly my eyes met with someone’s reproached gaze. He was a driver who was looking at me with obvious condemnation through the rear -view mirror. I smiled affably and winked at him. He was embarrassed. I, smoothly slipping through the lubrication, slowly sat down in the ass throughout the length of the member of Vladimir Nikolaevich.
– U … at ..! – I moaned sweetly, still looking in the rear view mirror.
The driver looked away with hatred.
I leaned back on Vladimir Nikolaevich and surrendered to his affection. With his own hands, he captured my breasts and squeezed them tightly. My hand has already frantically fiddled at the clitoris.
I started moving more sharply.
Vladimir Nikolaevich was clearly crowded in my ass. Only a few moments have passed, and he was already heavily breathed. His moan gradually began to intensify, developing into roar. Most likely, he could no longer restrain himself.
I understood everything, and quickly arched my back, sat down as much as possible so that he was in me as deep as possible at the time of orgasm. And I was not mistaken: having felt my sticking papillae, he squeezed them greatly with his fingers and shouted:
– Aaaaa!!!
His cock exploded in a strong hot stream in my ass.
I, too, could no longer just take out this, and, ending, I slammed loudly myself:
– Aaaaa!!!
Our choir from his low and my piercing high votes, a deafeningly rang out in the car of the car. For a moment we merged in a single ecstasy and space and time for us ceased to exist ..
Then suddenly the car wagged to the right, interrupting our joint scream, and braked sharply, parking near the sidewalk. The engine was drowned out and the music was interrupted.
– I can’t work like that! – the annoyed driver, slamming the door loudly, jumped out of the car and began to leave with quick steps. We took a little taken aback, because we completely forgot about him. Silence hung.
However, the pause was short -lived. A moment later, Vladimir Nikolaevich and I simply died with laughter, hugging each other happily.
Then he carefully brought my slippery fighter out of me. At the same time, my ass quietly checked, giving out a small portion of the seed. But I was on the alert and immediately, with all my might, squeezed the anus.
– Yes, Julia Sergeevna seems to have left me today without a driver! – he ironized, lightly tapping with his fading sticky penis on my fluffy pubis. Beautiful cloudy white strokes appeared on redhead curls. – I did not think that such a volcano of passions lies in you!
– And here! -I laughed, noting to myself that Vladimir Nikolaevich finally switched to me to “you”.
So we lay a few more sweet minutes. Outside the window, the little -bit street has long burned with night lamps.
– And this evening was saturated, and it was impossible to surprise him with anything! -with Paphos quoted some classic happy Vladimir Nikolaevich.
– It’s not right! – I responded sarcastically. – And if … – I whispered in his ear and giggled.
– My God! – ridiculously round his eyes, exclaimed Vladimir Nikolaevich and laughed. – I think I’m too old for such things!
I kissed him. We began to dress.
All this time I squeezed my sphincter, thinking about my husband.
***
We walked along the lane. After such a rich theater, I really wanted to take a walk. Vladimir Nikolaevich, leaving the car in the parking lot, decided to conduct me, but, as he explained, to comply with the conspiracy, only to the yard, and not to the entrance.
– Otherwise suddenly your homemade hotel does not sleep and looks out the window! – he said.
He was so funny – carefully holding my arm, carried flowers and told hilarious stories from his life. Moonlight added romance to this picture. Just a man in love, after a pleasant evening he accompanied the lady of his heart home. I was very good with him. And about the flowers, I oathly assured him that there would be no problems with my husband.
We reached the slightly lit arch in front of my yard, which I reported to him. And then my gentleman, deciding that the date came to an end, began to say goodbye to me. But not everything is so simple, dear!
The evening would not be complete without this thing, I thought, and resolutely turned to my boyfriend face. Putting my hands on his shoulders and looking into his eyes, I raised my eyebrows with a hint. He does not seem to understand and was in a slight confusion.
– I didn’t joke then in the car! – I clearly said every word.
Vladimir Nikolaevich understood everything and at first was a little embarrassed. I watched his reaction with satisfaction.
He stood indecisive.
– The desire of a woman … law! – How I said the spell.
Putting the bouquet on the asphalt, he began to unfasten the belt on his trousers. I put my handbag to the bouquet and carefully so as not to make puffs on stockings, I knelt before him.
Getting off his member, which was still in an erect state (still, I would have suited it today!) He directed him at me.
To dispel his embarrassment and cheer up, I invitingly opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and, looking into his eyes, froze in anticipation.
– Oh, uuu … – Vladimir Nikolaevich groaned, and at the same moment his hot urine splashed on my face. The air was filled with a strong aroma.
The golden stream wandered along the cheeks and fell into the mouth and eyes. Due to the strong stream, I could not see much and just swallowed as much as I could. It tasted a little brackish and had a pleasant bitterness. But this did not last long.
It is abundantly doused my face and shoulders, Vladimir Nikolaevich directed a still tight stream in the neckline, urging my chest and dress. Clutching the corset tightly with his elbows, I felt that he began to fill up like a glass. Wet warmth pleasantly enveloped my body. I lost time. I just wanted to merge and dissolve in this warmth.
But, unfortunately, this life -giving stream was not eternal, and the stream began to weaken. Having shook off the last drops at me, Vladimir Nikolaevich began to refuel.
I was on my knees in an alley, in a huge puddle of urine. She flowed with jets from me: the hairstyle began to fall apart, my red dress was darkened, the mascara probably smeared on her cheeks and this persistent smell was everywhere. These were indescribable sensations! I got what I wanted. I was happy.
Refueling, Vladimir Nikolaevich leaned over and kissed me on the cheek:
– Thank you for a nice evening!
– Thank you! I whispered.
And he walked away.
***
I was met in the front door.
Sweet old woman Larisa Ivanovna, as always, sat at the counter and read the book. Surely it was Kuprin. Two days ago, in the same fleeting conversation, she told me that she planned his reading immediately, as she finished with the love lyrics of Tyutchev, the volume of which I gave her to read her.
– Kuprin, Larisa Ivanovna? – I asked with a smile.
– He is the most, swallow! – hastily lowering the glasses on her nose, she answered. – Oh, but what’s the rain or something began? So did not give! Yes, you’re all to get wet, darling!
– No, don’t rain, Larisa Ivanova! – I flooded with laughter. – The boys doused! In no way Ivan Kupala soon, here they are preparing.
– Wow, mischievous! So that it was empty for them! Run to go home soon, otherwise you will catch a cold! She said carefully.
– Going! – I answered and pressed the elevation button.
***
– Dear, I’m at home! – I heard my wife’s voice. – Meet me!
I was sleeping, but, of course, did not sleep. And how will you fall asleep if your wife is on a date!
Quickly jumping on the bed, I rushed into the hallway.
My joy has finally come. Weting from head to toe, with damp hair, with a flowing mascara and lipstick smeared on her lips, she kept a huge bouquet of red roses and smiled happily. I gently hugged her. She was charming.
– On the street it rains or something? – I was surprised, taking flowers from her hands.
– Just rain! She remarked.
And by the pungent odor coming from her, I realized what it was for the rain.
– I came off to the whole coil, desrademona?
– Oh yeah! – She held out with a dreamy smile.
– Yes, you are my prankster! – Raising her in my arms and tearing it off the floor, I began to kiss her.
We kissed for a few minutes. Deep and passionate. The spouse loves it very much, and I, to be honest, too.
– Dear, ”she interrupted timidly“ I have a surprise for you!
– Oh really! And what is it? – as if I was surprised at nothing surprising.
– Vladimir Nikolaevich handed you a hotel! – the wife said joyfully. – Run soon and go to the crib! I’ll bring it to you!
I undressed with a bullet and lay down on the bed. The wife threw off the wet dress and corset and entered the bedroom in some stockings and shoes. My cock trembled with excitement, anticipating strong discharge.
– Are you ready? – she asked, smiling.
-Yes! Close your eyes? I answered.
– Optional!
With these words, she climbed on me in a pose 69 so that her holes are located above my face. I immediately felt the smell of strawberry lubrication and fresh sperm, and saw that there were its drying tracks on the red gun and on hips.
– In the ass is your hotel! – said the wife and tightly squeezed my dick in her hands in her hands.
Determining the halves of a magnificent priest with my hands, I clicked my lips to the dark-border ring of her anus.
– Now, ”said the husband, pulled her stomach and strained the buttocks. – Strawberry … with … cream … – she stuck.
The tight ring slowly unclenched and the warm sperm of Vladimir Nikolayevich, slightly bubbling, flowed through my tongue. Tender, with a spicy aroma and a light strawberry muar, warmed by my wife – she was the way I love. It was this moment that I waited all evening.
Having squeezed all the remnants of the seed from the butt of my wife, I completely licked and her pussy. All this time my wife patiently waited, tightly squeezing my trembling scepter.
Having gathered and picking this wonderful mass in my mouth, I swallowed everything without a trace. And at this very moment it darkened in my eyes, and I realized that I could no longer restrain myself.
– Bunny … – I creaked, losing contact with reality.
The wife pulled the foreskin down.
I screamed.
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Author: Redqueeen, E-mail: [email protected]
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