Fast train Moscow - Vladivostok raced across the expanses of Siberia. In one of his service compartments sat conduits, elderly and full Vera Petrovna and her partner Marina. If it were not for the uniform, it would rather be taken for a teacher or doctor. She was a beautiful blonde with pleasant manners, a former library worker. Even on the way to this clerical work, she constantly monitored her appearance and always looked very piquant, and the tight form of the conductor only emphasized the amazing attractiveness of her figure.

Having served the passengers, the women finished dinner and drank tea in silence. Carefully looking at her friend, Vera Petrovna asked: - What, rolled? With a fierce expression looking into the twilight window, Marina nodded. - I see. And who? The one from the eighth, that sat in Novosibirsk? - Is he. - A prominent man. Already agreed? - Yes. “Good,” Vera Petrovna agreed. - In the night I submenu you. Just do not fool: will offer money - take it. How can you convince. Marina angrily looked at her. “I am silent, I am silent,” Vera Petrovna waved her hand, knowing full well that this would be followed by an outbreak of prolonged resentment towards her. However, having collected the dishes from the table and going to the toilet to wash, she reproachfully said: - In the end, you are not a millionaire. But Marina has not heard, being in the grip of all the excitement that envelops her. This happened to her every two or three months from time to time, and then the family, female loyalty, money — all went off into oblivion and one indomitable desire emerged to the surface, which she could not cope with. And she rushed into him recklessly, as they rush into the pool with her head, knowing that there is no other way out.

Now, alone, she habitually tinted her lips, and before her eyes stood a passenger from the eighth coupe, a broad-shouldered, slender man with a tenacious gaze and a determined strong-willed face. At the first meeting of the unerring instinct of a woman, she immediately felt in him a passionate, shameless and tireless lover, able to satisfy even Messalina. And instinct never deceived her.

Must be still in the restaurant, she thought. Erotic scenes, one more seductive than the other, were drawn to her. She took out a metal flask of brandy and took two small sips. In such cases, she always resorted to his help: the wine made her relaxed in love.

And at ten o'clock in the evening, having transferred the duty to Vera Petrovna, she was waiting for her lover in a sleeping compartment with her eyes burning with impatience. She was wearing only a dressing gown, buttoned on two buttons. The night light was faintly illuminating the tiny room. Finally he appeared with a slight bundle in his hand.

- Nobody saw you in the corridor? Fear of prying eyes and exposing forced her not to lose her head at critical moments and to be extremely cautious. He smiled condescendingly and hugged her. They kissed passionately, burning with lust.

- I was exhausted from waiting. His hand slipped under the robe and squeezed his chest.

- And I have long been wet. Take off your clothes and do not make noise so that the passengers behind the partition do not hear. In a close compartment the tall man was uncomfortable, then she, throwing off her robe, began to hastily help him. The sight of the naked male body stunned her and brought her to ecstasy. She knelt down. - Let me admire. I took an erect penis in my hand, put it on and put it on my cheek. - Now I am your slave. Everything will be available to you, but first rudely raped, raped in the ass. If I resist - do not pay attention. I am your slave, - I smeared the member with cream and lifted my head. - You understood me? He did not keep himself waiting, and with his strong hands he abruptly lifted her from the floor and threw her face on the bed. She began to squirm, but an unexpected pain in her neck made her pause.Fearing to cry out, she clutched her teeth in the sheet and felt how her buttocks were parted and the member began to slowly penetrate the anus, filling the body with voluptuousness. This made her relax and surrender to intercourse. - Deeper! Please go deeper! - all the time she whispered in a whisper. “And rougher ... They finished this way several times before they felt the need to rest.” When, paying tribute to hygiene, they drank, she talked. - I'm probably a nasty woman. As you can see, change. - Does the husband know or suspect? - I do not even know. He is an exceptionally positive person, he does not recognize oral and anal sex - he considers this a perversion. In short, the real Soviet candidate of philological sciences, notorious for so-called decency. Sex for him - marital obligation, not more. He is passionate about his philology and happy. Like any armchair rat, he does not need big emotions. I sometimes want strong feelings, I want to enjoy a man. - Therefore, I went to the conduit? - You are quick to guess. But this is not difficult to guess. - I learned the science of love in the area. She looked at him with interest. - Here is how! What was he sitting for? “It's called commerce now,” he drank expensive wine. “Why are you telling me this?” She slapped him lightly on the forehead. - Stupid! I am telling this so that you know that today I am happy, because I have a night of love. He laid her hand on Venus's hot mound, but she stopped him. - Do not rush. Learn to be a consistent taster. And now I want to drink you. Please stand up. With these words, she rolled his back to the wall and squatted down. - I love to watch as a member rises. With the help of a blowjob, he quickly aroused him and asked: - Don't end up longer, be patient, let him enjoy ... Only twenty minutes later he firmly squeezed her head and poured out in a torrent, whispering incoherent words of gratitude. He did not meet much in the area of ​​such art as she demonstrated with her mouth. With the pleasure of swallowing cum and wiping her lips with a handkerchief, she said admiringly: - You are an amazingly strong-willed man. Others do not stand five minutes. Tell about yourself and gain new strength. She turned on the bright light and they sat down at the table. Sipping wine, he talked about his life. She listened, leaning back on the pillows. She asked: - Are you a wealthy person? He rubbed his chin. - Although my wife betrayed me and was married for a long time, I want to provide my children with a good life and do what I can for this. - I envy. By the way, we also have two children, both are learning well and do not seem to be mediocre. Do women love you? - Women - sluts. They are attracted to me only money. You first surprised me with your unselfishness. She stood up and stroked his broad chest, paused, gazing at his coarse, strong-willed face, touched his chin, on which bristles began to appear. “Ugly, but attractive ... So, you have wealth and children, all you need is a woman you love,” she smiled. - Imagine that I am your favorite woman. Explain your love. Lie, but explain. So nice to listen to the mad talk of a man. She leaned back on the pillows and, holding her leg together, assumed a teasing pose. - beautiful? Well, explain yourself! The lust that glittered in his eyes gave her immense pleasure. - You're a devil! - he muffled exclaimed. - I have not seen such a woman! Throw your desk rat! Buy a mansion, what you want. I will put money in the bank in your name, big money. They are enough for you with children. But be mine! I roll billions. Do not miss the chance, agree! - These are the words of a real man! Come to me! She pressed his head to her and, opening like a sink, gave herself up to his tongue and lips. Then he took her, raising her legs high. From a mattress and pillows, she built a high bed so that he could stand, without interference, lead a coitus. She sat on the bed, stretched out her hands under the buttocks, took him by the balls and began to direct his actions herself. “If I moan loudly,” she warned, “hold my mouth ...”- Excellent! I have not yet met such a woman ... - Tighten and squeeze my nipples, - from time to time she asked. - Oh, I'm flying, I'm flying! And in a semi-conscious state she was leaning on his chest. If needed, she skillfully massaged the head of the penis with the trained muscles of the vagina and again and again excited it. It seemed that both of them had no limit of passion and came to their senses only at dawn, when the window almost completely turned white and there was a movement in the car.

He glanced at his watch. - Five. In half an hour I have to go. Hastily dressed. She threw a dressing gown and, seizing a minute, looked out into the corridor. - No one. He paused for a moment. - We need to meet. Send a telegram. Here is my business card - there is the address. After closing the door behind him, she sat down on the bed and read: “Simonov Leonid Timofeevich, chairman of the joint stock company“ Skif ”. I put a business card on the table and thought.

“There will be no other meeting. This I have tried. Every time true satisfaction is delivered to me only by a new man, and this is the whole secret. But what is it? Is the devil's delusion or, on the contrary, God's grace, occasionally condescending to me, so that I do not destroy my family and make unhappy the people most dear to me? ”

But she herself could not answer this question.