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After graduating from the pedagogical university for a while I had the opportunity to work at a school. This is where this story happened (not fictional!), Which I will share with you. The school was located in a small village, not more than three thousand people. The male population of this village without exception, in my opinion, except for vodka did not recognize absolutely any hobbies. Naturally, total alcoholism left a definite imprint on the intra-family village relations. The peasants were quite satisfied with a bottle (well, in clinical cases, two), and women thought about something else. Frank glances, I began to catch myself from the bus stop. Well, you think, descriptions of teenage dreams will begin now: Nothing of the kind - for one simple reason: there were very few women who were suitable for age and other criteria. Young people were leaving immediately after school, I excluded high school students for ethical reasons, and potential partners from 20 to 35 could be counted on fingers (which I did).

At school, I was the only man who naturally caused a lot of jokes and podnachek, including with sexual overtones, however, no one seriously harassed me. Two young (under 30) primary school teachers became my targets. One of them, let's call her Tanya (she had a different name), was a pretty brown-haired girl with a short haircut. A little spoiled her wide ass and thick thighs, but at the same time the waist could be called thin and the abdomen was absent. The second, Ira, a dyed blonde of short stature, did not stand out with absolutely nothing, except to the obscenity of a huge breast. As I understood, they were friends and worked in the same office in different shifts.

Two months after my work began, Teacher's Day began. As the only man, I was exempted from preparing for the holiday and only appeared at the very beginning. Tables were already laid, music played, the final preparations ended. Many teachers came with their husbands. Finally, everyone was invited to the table. I found myself next to a mathematics teacher, Natalia Nikolaevna, a young woman just over 40, her husband was sitting next to her. “My” Tanya and Ira sat opposite and, for some reason, confusedly averted their eyes when I met their eyes. After some time, dancing was announced. I was invited by Tanya. What surprised me was that many teachers beat each other, as in the post-war years, despite the fact that their husbands drank vodka at the table. The dance was over, and Tanya invited me to transfer to their side of the table, saying that very soon the husbands would get drunk and sort things out with their wives on the basis of terrible jealousy (!). I agreed, but said that I would first go out for a smoke. It turned out that the school is closed in order to prevent the penetration of unauthorized persons with the aim of drinking for free.

- Do you want to smoke in our office? I'll take the key from Irka now.

She herself did not smoke, but went to see me off. I, of course, did not interfere. In the office we sat down side by side on the desk, the desks were small, for first graders, I even had legs to the floor. As it turned out, it was very convenient: But later, while I was smoking and listening to her sad story about how she divorced her husband in the city and returned to the village to her parents. "Here, I have been living here for a year and a half," she finished, and, pressing her thigh against me, expressively added, "Alone." I calmly got up, put out a cigarette and turned to her. Tanya was sitting on the desk, head down. I walked over and put her hand on her neck. Jumping up sharply, she pressed herself against me with her whole body and started kissing me on the neck. So we kissed her for a few minutes - nothing special, I liked more to iron her wide hips. I was already thinking of starting her hands under a sundress, as she, having pulled away, slowly went to the door:

- Come on, otherwise they will start looking for us.

Let's go, so let's go, there is nowhere to hurry, the holiday has just begun. And indeed, in such a situation, just give a reason to talk. For myself, I have already decided to try to definitely come back to “smoke” when stocks of alcohol will begin to come to an end and everyone will have no time for us.

Returning to the triumph, I found that in fact there is no longer up to us. Here and there, family clashes, promised by Tanya, took place. On the basis of alcohol and jealousy. And there was no logic - in my opinion, the men simply asserted themselves in this way and boasted each other. It was clear from the eyes of the teachers how much they were all sick and tired of it, apparently it was the way all the holidays were held at school. Especially zealous were the husband of Natalia Nikolaevna, with whom I sat next to me (this could have had any reasons. What did I end up with next to her?) And Ira’s husband, the second teacher, who attracted my attention. He was even somewhat puzzled that she did not take offense and did not swear like the others (she was much more interested in how Tanya and I smoked). However, with my appearance everything changed. The holiday has obviously turned into a new channel. Still, I was a new man, everything became embarrassing, and those present with exaggerated diligence began each for his own - teachers for dances, men for vodka. I was snapped up in both companies. The second one won with a murderous argument: “You will still dance with him!” They drank hard, I, as I could, was a freebie, and sometimes I was chosen to dance (of course, with unmarried people). I think, if I had invited the wife of someone from those present, he would simply have swelled with pride, but then his wife would have had a hard time: Dancing with Tanya. She, too, was somewhat drunk, and, although she stood firmly on her feet, she very frankly rubbed her chest and pressed her pubis against me.

About an hour later in the classroom, the smoke stood like a yoke, except for me, all the other smokers smoked right at the table. The women had already cleared the tables, the men lazily resisted, but the vodka ended, and everyone came to this compromise: first, the husbands go for vodka and wait on the street in the nearest summerhouse, while the wives bring the school into divine form, and then the wives go home and wait for their husbands . Judging by how quickly everyone agreed, I realized that the end of the fun is traditional. Inviting Tanya to the last dance, I suggested to her after the dance again to smoke in her office. Without replying, she nodded her head and continued to kiss my neck. For some reason, she really liked it (the lights for the last dance were turned off, I think, especially for us and Tanya).

- Come on, until the lights are turned on?

- Now, I only take the key from Irka ...

I did not have time to comprehend why this key turned out to be at Irka again, as we slipped out of the sultry class and almost ran to another. As soon as we were in the office, Tanya immediately hugged me, but I actually wanted to smoke - the second cigarette for such an evening! We again sat down on the same desk, huddled close to each other. With one hand I held a cigarette, and the other hugged her and began to unbutton the buttons on her blouse. But she could not wait (a year and a half without a man!). Slipping to the floor, she knelt between my legs and gently stroked the member through jeans. I silently smoked and stroked her cheek. (trite, but it was so!). Unbuttoning her jeans, she removed the penis, treating him like some kind of jewel! I was ready for much stronger caresses, but Tanya very gently stroked him with both palms, kissing the head with her lips and again pulling away and admiring the contents of her hands. Before, I had never had sex with a cigarette in my hand, but since then I like smoking most of all during a tender and gentle blow job! And Tanya seemed to forget about time. She drove her tongue and lower sponge all over the trunk, sometimes licking her head, smacking her lips ridiculously, and almost purring with pleasure. Gradually licking stopped and Tanya began to suck, taking the member deeper.Then, pull away for a moment and swallowed saliva, she, her mouth wide open, slowly absorbed the penis almost completely, while almost ...

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