Once Natasha got a high-paying job in one company. She took a low position and I immediately said that for such a salary, with such a position, additional services would be required of her. However, my wife ardently argued the opposite. Simply, the company is very solid, she argued, takes care of her employees. Well, I think, let's see how she cares.

The first week Natasha told how she enters the course of duties, what a friendly team there is and, finally, what a modest, young boss. True, excessively snub. But, in large firms, this de happens often. It does not matter that the face in three days, as they say, can not be pissed off, the main thing is that the modest, rarely only, allows himself, in a fatherly way, to pat on the ass.

- But I immediately stop these attempts! - She said, looking inquiringly into my eyes.

- Well, well - we will look further.

One day, the wife came home from work thoughtful.

- They have money - hens do not peck! The chef offered me a thousand dollars for what I would let him pull over ... No, no! You do not think - there will be no intercourse, I can be in pantyhose, he will just pull me down ... he has such a perversion - put on pantyhose. Of course, I refused ... He asked me to think ... for that kind of money ... after all, nothing will happen ... This is not treason, right?

- Decide for yourself - I went to another room, so as not to hear these thoughtful arguments.

Arguing! And she herself, of course, decided everything. “Nothing will happen,” she believes that this is nothing when a man will rub — or what will he do there? - and then lower it! And for her it is nothing ?! I, suddenly, presented this picture very clearly - my wife was lying in some tights, and a huge bull, crawled on it, and then dirty her tights with her vile, sticky sperm.

Or what technology is there? Maybe he will not touch her? Just jerking off - and everything? Probably so, otherwise she would not have agreed.

This thought made it easier. And a thousand greens would not hurt us.

Suddenly, another picture came up before my eyes - Natasha stands, bending over and lifting her skirt, in some pantyhose, no panties (by the way, the panties are there, as stipulated - will they or not?), And he, naked, fat, but also in pantyhose, with a growl rubs against her crotch. I saw similar pictures on the Internet. Sex without removing tights. Then the man in tights and ends. Oh, no - right there, he should finish on her tights ...

In general, on the Internet, sex in tights proceeded in different ways. Sometimes, really, like a kiss through the glass, sometimes straight, as expected - in this case, the tights were torn - and the sperm was smeared on the woman's sexual lips. And tights, turned out to be sticky and wet. Before deciding on something, it is necessary to discuss all the conditions in detail! It is a pity that I can not take part in the negotiations. Well, at least, you need to instruct his wife. Not tomorrow, she will give the answer! It is necessary to think, break, the price to stuff, in the end.

However, the next day, Natasha came late and smelled of her.

Obviously very embarrassed, she squeezed sideways into the bathroom.

Hell, I did not have time with their instructions. Erases now, probably, tights, but washed away. I knew how easily she was excitable. And there is such a sight!

- What was there - shouting through the door - tell me!

After a long minute of silence — it seemed that even the water stopped flowing — my wife began a story in a quiet voice.

- Well, let's go to his apartment. They drank there, he turned on the music ... they danced. Well, then he undressed, fat so ... What? Member? The member is big ... I don't know more than you ... Then he started rubbing ... first in the dance, then ... well, then he told me to undress. Pantyhose, yes, left ... threw on the sofa ... I squeezed my legs, and tucked the member between my legs ... began to fidget ... said it was not cheating on my husband, but good money ... Well, yes, I kissed, of course , blew all.Yes! And breast sucked! - Natasha, at last, got angry - In general, it's disgusting to tell ... But he gave a thousand! She is not superfluous to us!

All the next day I mentally repeated her story, imagining how it all happened, how she felt, whether she obediently submitted to her, or tried to control the process ... Hardly. What is there to manage! She, with her head down, awkwardly fulfilled his demands — that was what was there. And he used it as a rubber doll, which turned out for some reason, sewn vagina.

Two days later, Natasha again came late.

- Do not think, I was in pantyhose - she said, hiding her eyes and almost running into the bathroom.

- He has that there is no bathroom ?! Or does he immediately expel you as soon as he uses ?!

I yanked the door open and ... stopped. Natasha cried, burying her face in pantyhose. In torn tights. Everything was clear. But pity in me, yet conquered anger. Poor my fool! Heard promises, believed.

I gently hugged her, clutching a tear-stained face to my chest. Fucked! Everything turned out as I expected. Poor, gullible fool. I pulled her quivering body to me. And suddenly, unexpectedly for himself, put his hand on her wet pubis. The fingers themselves slipped inside. Of course, everything is wet.

My sexual tension, which I had been in for several days, required an urgent exit. Not paying attention to her timid protests, I seized her right there in the bathroom, hastily plunging my dick into her wet, squishing, hot, filled with someone else's sperm, vagina.

The next day, Natasha asked her friend to pick up her employment record from that firm. What was the last time she ran home in torn tights, I did not try to find out. And not because he was afraid to unleash this wound. Delving into the wound - there is also some kind of perverted pleasure in it. No, I just left room for imagination. Natasha understood this, and she herself did not tell me about anything. And, of course, she knows why I, sometimes, fall into thoughtfulness. And then, suddenly I pick it up in my arms, throw it on the bed and lean heavily on top. Then she, with a serious look, resists, and when I finally get to her panties, they turn out to be wet and her expiring womb is eagerly taken by my trembling term.