After graduation, I went to the army. After the service I got a job at the company as a shift supervisor. where he met with the accountant Elena and we were married a year later ... Lena is a modest, caring wife. After a year of family life, our son was born, we lived with our mother-in-law in the house, and built near us. In total, we lived in friendship and harmony for a little more than five years. Once in the summer an event happened at the company - the anniversary of our chief turned 50 years old. We decided to celebrate on Saturday, at our dacha, which was located outside the city, 20 km away on the lake. Most likely it is not a lake, but a place of a river similar to a lake, along the banks of which the bases of enterprises of the city are located. many of them were no longer inhabited after the Yeltsin reforms. Businesses closed one after another. Nobody needed the bases, and our company was floating afloat, refining its last years.

On Saturday morning, the entire office got on the bus, loading drinks and food, and moved to the lake. I stayed for work at work, and after lunch I sat down in my minibus and went to the base. Arriving there, putting the car under the carport, began to look for a director to apologize for the absence at the beginning of the celebration and at the same time to congratulate him on his anniversary. On the basis of me, no one noticed, everyone was in a cheerful mood, who argued, proving the necessity of the camp of our company, who swam at the lake, who swam on it in boats. Where the director no one knew, even his wife was sitting under the chef in a boat near the reeds, taking a tan separately from the entire office crowd. Having walked around almost all the houses in search of my boss, I went into one of the biggest houses around, there was a base office, a long corridor and lots of doors, Viktor Alexandrovich - I shouted into the building?

In response, silence, walked down the hallway, opened the door, entered the hall with the bust of Lenin, piled trash, red tables, and piled trash. I realized that this was Len's room, further on the slightly open door from where there were not quite decent moans. I walked over to the ajar door and was stunned by what I saw. My wife stood on all fours on an old mattress under a bed, with a jacket pulled up over her head, and her underpants were on her one leg. The chef fucked her in her ass, banging her eggs on her pussy, which she put her hand between her legs and rubbed hard. I like a scalded jump-out of the building, and rushed to the lake. I was-furious. S-fuck, exchanged me for this old galosh. Everything is tomorrow for calculation and divorce, without any explanation I decided. Approaching the lake, I saw Olga Petrovna alone standing in a boat. The wife of the chief, a well-drunk lady of 48 years old, stretched out her black, slightly touched gray hair, missed putting her face to the suns was sitting in a boat standing at the shore. I am pretending to be pretty drunk and climbed into her boat. Olga Petrovna, do you mind - I asked, braiding my tongue. No, you that Seryozhenka I am even glad to your society. - Can swim on the expanse of the lake? - With pleasure.

I took out of the boat the oars inserted and buried near the thickets of reeds along the shore. Olga P. did not open her eyes, raised her head to the sun, wanting to get the best tan. I greedy slowly oars, looked at this is not a young woman. her breasts are large, her legs are widely spread apart, her crotch is so covered with swimsuit shorts.

She began to excite me. But so what, that she is twenty years older than me, but what it looks like, and even if I fuck her, I will have my revenge on this old libertine and on my wife. Not with the soul to go away. Thoughts gave no peace how to drive, that would not have refused, after all, after all, a middle-aged woman, and I, for her, like a son in years. Nothing came to mind, only I played the role of a drunken person, although I didn’t make alcohol without a sip. Olga P. opened her eyes. Is it really good here? she said. - I nodded back in response, not taking my eyes off her body. And what's in there? - She showed a hand in the gap between the reeds. - This is an old abandoned beach base. - Row there my captain. - For you, my princess every whim. - Seryozha you flatter me? - No, I am Madame today at your disposal, today I am all yours. - Then I am not Olga P. but Olya and in no way differently.

Stepping ashore, I helped out, holding Olya by her bare sides, even casually touched her ass. A shiver ran through my body. How I wanted to fuck her at this moment. Right on the shore right there, put her with cancer and take off her panties to get her. In any of her holes. We walked into an abandoned courtyard recreation center, the paths already ate were noticeable, almost overgrown with grass, the houses were without windows, and noticeably bent. the tennis court was still in good condition, only the nets around it were almost gone; Probably the locals stretched it out for the farm. We sat with her at the table, standing in the middle of a huge veranda of a large house. Seryozha go to the beach, it’s so boring and depressing here that you want to cry from what you see, said Olga? We got up and walked along the path barely noticeably to our boat. Going to the shore, Olga sat on the grass near the shore, then lay on her back, slightly bending her knees and spreading them apart. Wonderful weather, so would lay here until the morning, she said. - And who's stopping us here? The base is empty no one. Our thirty meters away from us by the river.

Olga abruptly jumped up, and turning to me her shine said, Oh, there, that something tickles me, remove faster Seryozha. I began to drive on her back, erasing bits of dry grass. she leaned forward slightly and from her panties seemed hollow, the beginning of her ass. Seeing this, I got a huge surge in the abdomen, and immediately felt the first pubic shocks. My cock began to swell and burst melting. Olya lay down again and closed her eyes. Her hair lay around her head on the grass, from under the panties around her crotches peeked out the little curly hair of her pussy, under her bra across her chest spread out her two breasts. I already realized that I need to start, or I will never start. And then I touched her leg slightly at the knee and then ran along the inside to her panties. Touched her pussy-covered panties. She squeezed her legs. Seryozha, I am an old woman, and you flirt with me, she whispered.

my face filled with heat. Pat me better on the back, I like it so much and turned to me sideways. I began to stroke her back, looking under the elastic of panties from where the hollow of her ass peeped. My dick was already sticking out like a stick. Yes, and she probably felt like my hand began to tremble. I stroked my back by sticking my hand under the strap of my swimsuit, then, as it were, I unintentionally unzipped it. I saw her big breasts fall out. Olya seemed to sleep without showing any reaction to it. I intensified stroking. and then she lay back on her back without opening her eyes, I began to stroke her belly and her breasts free from the bra. Bending down, I took her nipple in my mouth and began to suck it. she slightly spread her legs. I ran my hand over my stomach and stuck it under the elastic of my underpants. I touched her pubis with soft hairs, pushing them apart, slid my hand into the gaps of her vagina, it was ajar and my two fingers fell into it. She was wet and warm. Her silence on what was happening pushed me and I began to take off her panties unhurriedly. She straightened her legs letting me do it without difficulty. I realized that she was already mine.

As soon as he took off her panties, she bent her legs at the knees and parted them. Stroking me on the chest, she un-opened her eyes tried with one hand to pull off my swimming trunks, in which I helped her, she felt my standing member and began to undermine it. So I still have something that soy, if such a young person has already stood on me, she said Turning over to me, she took my dick into her mouth and began to suck it and continue to jerk it off with her hand. A minute later she lay on her back and spread her legs asked to lick her pussy. I climbed my head between her legs, she lifted her legs bent at their knees, and I parted the hair with her tongue and hit her in her pussy. she was all coming out with juice. then she threw me on my back and, as she was, pinned my burning face into my face.

I hugged her for her ass licked pussy thrusting her finger her anus, which was also not so tight.I'm free in-it stuck-folding three fingers. She moaned and curled her pussy over me. Then she sank to the bottom and sent my cock in her ass. She started to sit on him slowly, when my cock was completely in her aisle, she started kissing me, licking all her juices that fell on my face, and increasing my pace, she sat down and jumped off my cock. I was no longer able to tolerate and my cock began to pour fluid into her anus. sensing the jolts of sperm in herself, she sucked into my lip, trembled, moaned, fell on me. I pulled a member, as he limp. Olga continued to lie on me, kissing me and caressing me. Indeed, you are my captain, she whispered sticking to my earlobes. I have not been so good for ten years, and maybe more. I do not want to stop there, I want to go on and on. If you are ready to be with me this night, then let us spend it in the pleasures of being delivered to each other without stopping, she said to me.

We were like two naked savages on a desert island, lying on the grass by the water, caressing and loving each other on the shore and water. I first fucked standing up to the chest in the water. Fulfilled all her whims, like a real spoiled princess. Lying on her and fucking her soma she moved my cock from her vagina to the anus. Fucking her in the ass, I felt the stomach squish on her wet pussy. it was open and poured so much juice that I was almost completely smeared with it. In comparison, my wife's pussy was much denser and did not pour out as much juice as Olga P. We tumbled until dark, and then sailing to our beach flowed into the crowd of celebrants. Our absence, as well as the arrival of no one noticed. Olya went to the house where she undressed, and I went to my car and began to dress. A minute later the phone rang. Did your wife call? Sergey where are you gone?

I’ve been calling for hours on end, she screamed into the phone. - On the base. - Well done. - You are drunk? - Not. Then come for us, we have already been released for four hours, the son is with the mother, my sister and I are waiting. I started the car and drove into the city. Half an hour later I was driving them to the base and thinking all the way, with whom did I confuse my wife? Who fucked this birthday man? But who cares who, and how I could think of my dear beloved wife, that she can change me. And how to be with Olya now, to be her young lover secretly meeting, because she is beautiful, though hot and aged. And if she doesn’t mind, I’ll probably continue my relationship with her