Immediately after the divorce, he fell at the feet of the Manager. She was attractive, very bright, well-groomed woman. In appearance it was difficult to determine its age. The only conspicuous, that she was not a Princess, and the Queen at this ball of life. Gorgeous brown hair, starry blue eyes framed by the shadow of eyelashes, juicy cherry lips. Figure of her, not the destruction of childbirth and dragging heavy, pampered Sunny Solarium, relaxing massage and Jacuzzi was pristine graceful, slim and graceful. The men took their breath when her slender foot in an expensive Shoe appeared from the door of her "Domani". But she was alone. After her husband's death, beautiful, intelligent, gorgeous man, she could not imagine someone close to him. Around it revolved the suitors, but after the first failure did not show perseverance and obediently withdrew. She smiled. Patted him on the head. Surprised by his boldness and arrogance. Who is he - fine figure in the firm. Gently declined his invitation to dinner. But the next day, came to work, met him at the table with flowers. A huge, beautiful bouquet does not jibe with his modest attire and naive view. It is not even pretended she was surprised. Even greater was her surprise when he the North opposite and taking his eternal pencil, slightly downcast eyes, made her an offer. It was not funny. She even was a little confused, but not showing the view, rejected this proposal. At night she could not sleep. Her mind was excited by the sex scenes, which she seemed to completely forgotten about. A young boy was playing in their main role, then, laying her on the couch, bringing his snub-nosed face to her lips: She suddenly felt a burning desire to have a man to cuddle up to his chest, to feel the caress and the sweetness of intimacy. She brought a hand under the elastic of the silk panties and felt a wet bead. She had used this technique, so after a few blissful contractions, to sleep a peaceful sleep until morning. She even believed that the man to do this just once. Now, having felt a strong surge of heat to her cheeks, tight nipples, feeling light cramps all over the body, she suddenly felt enormous, unbearable longing, sorrow loneliness. Tears a torrent gushed from her eyes, she crouched on the huge couch with two pillows in the bedroom and howled like a dog. The next day she accepted the invitation of Sergei to go to the movies, knowing that he screwed up due to lack of funds. Saying goodbye at the door, he took her hand and as pencils began to sort through her fingers. His cheeks were sardelis, he could not speak, only with a soft, warm look in her eyes. Under this attraction sight of their faces began to approach each other and lips met, merged in a long sweet kiss. She did not expect that the lips of the young man would be so attractive. She felt dizzy and she almost fell into his arms. One desire was to merge with him into one whole, to accept and give affection, tenderness, love.
That night she again didn't sleep a wink, consciousness drew new and new thrilling scenes. Here they are in the sauna, he was on his knees kissing her feet. In the warm pool fondles her firm Breasts: They had been Dating, and she almost did not notice the age difference, position. Only when seen in the window of his going to visit with a bouquet, was surprised how she let him so close to her Queen. But drowning, in a moment in his arms she was thrown out of my head, these thoughts and enjoyed the softness of his lips and velvety roughness of language. Finally, he invited her to his home for some holiday. She came and froze, seeing a private house with a rickety fence, gray shabby Windows. She forced herself to climb the steps and push the unlocked door. Smelled of smoke, salads and drinks. Neatly laid table, sitting grandly around him, the relatives of Sergei - all waiting for her. A visitor to this family never did. After a brief acquaintance mother bustled, seated at her bewildered, and at the same time, happy son. At the end of the gala dinner, sucking up to the shameful state of his father, dragged into the next room, so he didn't do anything that might confuse the visitor. Mother, slavishly backed away and went somewhere in the shadow of the stove, his wife ears to sleep. They were left alone. Long has she waited for this moment, dreamed about it at night, but now she was uncomfortable. She lit a cigarette, screening from him on a stool. It, pushing the table with uncleared dishes from the sofa, stretched it out and faded bed sheets, put a pillow. He silently looked at her. The dream was so close, but the thought of intimacy with her bogey. He tried not to think about what you tell her now how embrace it and help to remove dazzling white blouse. Went to the washroom and returned to find her in the same pose, with cigarette in hand, which is already smoldering filter. He walked over, took a cigarette and extinguish it in someone's dirty plate, embraced by the shoulders and pulled her to him. She pressed her cheek to his belly, his chin feeling the Terry towel wrapped around the hips, sighed softly and grabbed his waist. She is not accustomed to retreat, but now the last person she wanted on the couch, she berated herself for the whole courtship. He fell on his knees before her and took off her shoes. Gradually, tenderly kissing every inch of her body, took off all her clothes and neatly placed on a chair next to the couch. Raised hands on the treasure, laid on the sofa and loomed over her. She silently accepted his caress, obediently spread her legs and leaned slightly forward, catching the wet lips on his hard dick. He entered her gently, forcing him to feel the pleasant bliss throughout the body. Long forgotten feeling of a man in himself made her to bend and softly moan. She closed her eyes and exhaled blissfully. He fingered the nipples napryaglis Breasts, kissing, biting the slender neck and moving back and forth by the elastic buttocks, entering her deeper, enjoying the closeness with newfound ideal. She melted from pleasure, moaned softly. Finally, the wave of pleasure engulfed her entire being, throwing all decency and restraint. She howled, moaned, began to tremble in convulsions of orgasm, losing touch with reality, drowning in the darkness of bliss. Gradually coming to, she felt a gentle touch of rough hands, wet, grateful kisses her young lover and smiled sweetly fell asleep. In the morning, after washing of the aluminum sink, she got dressed and said goodbye to Sergei, left, answering an invitation to a new meeting with a refusal.