I had a lot of interesting meetings, but one was remembered for a lifetime. Well, I was quite comfortable lover - did not demand anything in return for intimate relationships. Once advertised in a dating newspaper. From the mass of responses I chose those who live in my city, and answered to whom by letter, to whom she called. I am not a lover of adventures, it was just the way things were in my family that I needed a man at least once a month. But someone's candidacy fell away after the first conversations, someone himself did not dare to meet with me. In general, there were three people left from whom I had to choose one. I will not describe meetings with them, they are uninteresting. In the end, I was disappointed, because I was not satisfied with either the intelligence or external data, or ... In short, it did not work out. Soon the letters stopped coming, and I began to forget about my desire to find a lover through a magazine.

And here was a postcard before the New Year, where, after congratulations, there was an invitation to come to a restaurant (inexpensive). She decided to go and, sitting at a separate table, tried to identify the man who wrote to me. Together with the coffee, the waiter brought a note with an invitation to join a company and took me to the table. A middle-aged man stood up to meet us and with a charming smile from the host of the table took me by the hand and presented the company as his old friend by correspondence. “How could he recognize me?” Flashed through my mind. I saw a man for the first time. Appearance is quite attractive, nothing repulsive in his appearance was not.

I am a person without complexes in communication and therefore very quickly joined the collective fun. The company marked the departure of the group on an expedition (half of those present were ichthyologists). The owner of the table (I will call him Anton) was courting me, juggling, constantly invited to dance, denying to other partners the pleasure of going out with me to the dance floor. In general, everything was a lot of fun, but I constantly caught myself thinking what would happen next, since there were no inclinations and hints of a closer rapprochement. Then I forgot and think about the consequences.

And then everything was pretty banal: after the restaurant, naturally, “I spend you” (and “you” we didn’t have from the very beginning), a taxi, an invitation to have a cup of coffee at Anton’s house. And I simply didn’t refuse to give anything away, since at home everything is in perfect order and there was nothing to worry about. And here we are drinking coffee and brandy in a cozy room, remembering funny moments in a restaurant. I didn’t even think whether we would have an affinity or not, I was calm, fun - I was resting. Talk about my letter in the magazine and his postcard did not arise, I just forgot what I met about. And again - no hints and inclinations to sex.

Continuing to chat, Anton got something out of the closet and put it on my lap - it turned out to be a bright terry robe. Then he went to the kitchen to cook another batch of coffee, saying that the towel in the bathroom. It was then that “Kondratrat had enough of me,” I remembered why I was in a restaurant, why I came here, and what follows next. And I suddenly didn’t want to stay in this house, but it’s already about two o'clock in the morning, and, who knows, I thought, maybe there will be nothing, for all the time I haven’t even hinted at anything.

And here I stand under the water jets and frantically start to think about how to behave further. Nothing came to mind except "come what may." When I got out of the bathroom, the bed was already prepared, there were two cups of coffee on the table, my boyfriend was sitting in the chair. Well, she once asked for a similar meeting, now get the full program.

And the sex began. Yes, yes, it is sex - I can’t say it any other way. When I appeared, Anton, without enthusiastic exclamations, got up from his chair, walked over and kissed him firmly on the lips. I have no feelings. I know, I will continue to undress me, then I will tumble down on the bed, then ... and so on.This is familiar to me for a long time, still married. But Anton did not undress me. He pulled me to the chair and sat down, sat on his lap. Continuing to kiss my neck, with my head opening the robe on my chest, Anton did not say anything, he breathed very smoothly, as if he did everything automatically. I also have not had any emotions, I was also automatic. Even the nipples are not strained when Anton began to suck and bite them. For me it was very strange, usually the nipples immediately react to touch, and there is no reaction. I was sitting on his lap, as if I had swallowed a crowbar, and he, without straining, bent, was kissing my stomach already, and was caressing my back with my hands. God, this will continue for a long time, because I need to get excited! But I didn’t feel his excitement either, his economy was in a calm state, it didn’t stick out, it wasn’t rested anywhere. What is it?

Suddenly Anton rose abruptly, holding me in his arms, and carried me to the bathroom. Well hello, why is that? There he put me in the bath (in the bathrobe!), Turned on the shower and, as he was in clothes, got into the bath under the spray of water. Here is the number! Did not expect! Water poured on top of our heads, Anton kissed me like a rabid, and I began to blink, colorful circles floated before my eyes, something began to move in my lower abdomen, ached, warning of an unexpected approach of an orgasm. And when Anton only touched the hand of my vagina, I broke out in such a violent orgasm, which, it seems to me, I have never experienced. It was me who needed a living member, finished, not even seeing him. Nothing, yes? Then there were mutual caresses, and a terrific penis that I didn’t want to let out of my mouth, I sucked his cock so I didn’t suck on my husband until he finished in my mouth and I swallowed his sperm with pleasure). There was everything a woman could ever dream of. But the funny thing is that Anton was not the person who sent me a New Year greeting and an invitation to a restaurant.

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