Nothing is so seductive and nothing is condemned like betrayal ... especially when she is the wife of the best friend, and you are a friend of the family ...

Yes, betrayal is here and happens most often when everyone knows each other perfectly and like each other ...

And how to resist ...

Especially if I'm always neat in front of her, charming, gallant, a compliment for a compliment as a woman, not his best friend's wife, flowers, a beautiful plush toy for her as a child, a bottle of expensive and rare brandy and wine ... and of course smiles, light and transparent hints, of course, by itself, which you used to take with a pleasant female smile, joking, sometimes kissing me on the cheek, like a friend - a man with whom it is pleasant, of course, but my husband is close ...

When once again I am visiting and drinking and having a relaxed conversation until two o'clock in the morning ... almost as always, but you notice how a friend's wife looks much more attentively at you, how she listens, how she laughs with jokes a little stronger than you need and robe shorter on it today than usual, always ...

And there was a sad and unsatisfied thirst in the eyes ... and some strange jokes this time: about husbands' impotent men, about a business trip and husband ... did the guys have sex with problems at thirty years of age, or did they have problems? already want to howl and scream ...

Really charming she is with him ... charm, ability to keep herself and at ease in any company, waist, slender legs, even now, when she is not on her heels ... and her chest is probably the third size, which she can always emphasize with clothes that captures the spirit of a boy ...

And the eyes are so expressive, intelligent, brown ... only now they do not shine as usual ... sad, anger and female unsatisfied passion ... you can’t hide it ... especially when you have all the jokes for the evening just a suit: about impotent men and spouses on a business trip ...

And look at her husband sizzling and angry ...

Yes, a friend let us down, let us down ... and got drunk so much obviously not with joy, kunya at the table, hoping to quickly forget, fall asleep ...

I went to bed him ...

Everything is decorous, in a human way, I had a bed in the next room, but through the closed door I could hear everything ...

And the way he reads it quietly in a low voice, when he cannot restrain himself, but so that the guest doesn’t hear or almost doesn’t hear what the conversation is about ...

I will not hear everything, but how not to understand ...

And how to fall asleep when after five minutes you hear such a loud drunken snore of a friend and imagine that his wife has a soul ...

And I can not sleep when a member stood up in trousers so that he couldn’t stand it and tear off ... when risk, madness, excitement overwhelms everything, when that forbidden and sweet fruit, which, probably, subconsciously always wanted, but the mind took up, and now ...

And now it seems that I feel you through this wall, that separates us ... how do you think in the next room about the same thing, that I ... that my husband is sleeping and will sleep soundly until morning ...

And the tears in the eyes ... from pain, resentment, dissatisfaction, and what I am near ... and waiting ... and I want ...

I went out into the kitchen to smoke and drink tea or coffee ... but the thought of one thing: you will come out, come or not ... remembering how you looked at me at the table ... how erotically licked your lips, looking straight into your eyes, how sexy and barely noticeably played with a tongue on the edge of the glass, how hard and deeply breathed, while your luxurious breasts, from which it is impossible to look away, without imagining how good this girl is when you get full power over her and start to caress, bringing to orgasm ...

I will rumble a bit with dishes, showing that I'm here, what I'm waiting for ...

You are able, you are able to read the thoughts of men ... and just with your own eyes speak them without the words “yes” ... and the fact that under the pressure of someone who you like cannot resist ... and you give yourself ... and you will do everything that he just wants ...

How did you look then at the table ... I looked straight into my eyes when I quietly and melodiously wished such a beautiful sun a good night, a pleasant sleep ...

I was embarrassed ... lowered my eyes ... and what did you think at that moment ... the same thing as me?

What a gorgeous little girl and there is only night ahead, so close, so near ... when there is chaos of thoughts in the head, and the penis rises and rises ... and you understand that it is impossible, that it is dangerous, not necessary, but the flesh takes up and the desire is not miss ... fuck ...

Damn, if it does not, spit and go to your bedroom ...

And suddenly your steps ... and my heart began to beat at once so that it was about to jump out and the member in shorts tensed up and stood up in one instant for the most I can not ...

Wow, how did you look at me, smiled, asked: “Can't sleep?” And went into the bathroom ...

Interestingly, this is a reason to the bathroom, or from one thought alone, I wanted ... when I heard everything through the door that I was here, that I was waiting ...

And I will quietly ask while you are at the door: “Will you have coffee, will you make it?”

And I’ll go to the bathroom door, feeling such a sweet and incomprehensible shiver from the tension ... as for the first time when I felt in my hands power over the body and desire of a woman you want to go mad yourself ...

Wow, how charming and amazing a woman is when she herself also passionately wants you ... when the door opened, and our lips went to each other without any unnecessary and unnecessary words and preludes ...

And a kiss for a kiss in such a wild wild pace, the shoulders are already naked, the dressing gown falls down, and the woman’s body stretches so much, everything is pressed, the palm finds the rebellious member and grabs it firmly, such a hot moan, as if for the first time what it wants ...

When such a luxurious naked female body so pressed, when you stood on the socks pressed pubis to my short sticking out shorts ... palms clasped my face, then crawled under my shirt, and the tongue penetrated so deeply into your mouth ... hand feels such tender and sexy forms ... how the nipple cringed ... how the heart beats ... how sticky the pussy is again, in half a minute, that from the bath ... and the penis is pressing your underbelly through shorts and pining your underbelly ...

And at a frantic pace, you turn around, bend down the doorjamb, and drive in, feeling the member easily enter through so much lubrication ... and how we both of the very last forces are already holding back a moan when such a big and hard member is deeper and you deeper, feeling how you all tremble, how you serve your ass to meet you and you want me to push you even deeper ... stronger ... sharper ...

Trying to delay orgasm and bliss for a second ...

And to finish ... having felt how you are going crazy ... continuing to introduce and enter hot walls through you more and more ... through your own sperm in you ... squeezing your ass, breast ...

And see the look that you looked at me ...

Damn ... such a baby insert and paste ...

And pull you back to yourself ...

Then, as the children drank coffee, smoked ... the fingers caressed each other, and the eyes shone and without words said: "more ..."

And more ... as if to be filled with each other for all this life, forever ...

And then there were tears in the eyes, when in the morning it was necessary to disperse again into the bedrooms and pretend that everything is fine and everything is fine ...

And the look of a beautiful woman, so appealing and as if begging: "Do not let ... make me stay ... take me away from him ... I really want to be with you ..."

Women, women ... how simple and how impossible it is often to understand you ... and maybe you, too, can understand yourself very difficult when everything is mixed up in such a tangle ...

Or maybe it's us men when you see that she fell in love with you this night, recklessly, passionately, madly, but you don’t want to admit it even to yourself ... or you just can’t avoid breaking more wood than on this so short night ...

And instead of holding tightly by the hand and taking her away ... forever and completely, having made mine and only mine ... smile, kiss and whisper: "I'll call you tomorrow ...", seeing how happy she is and happy, even when he hears these words from your lips ...

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