It happened on a hot June day last summer. A day that, unfortunately, does not return, but which has long remained in my memory. Memories of him excite my mind still, and it becomes warm and humid between my legs ...

Before moving on to the main story, I’ll tell you a little about myself, since it’s about me that will be discussed in the story. So, my name is Anya, I am 25, I have been married for six years. We live happily, we have a six-year-old daughter Julia. My relationship with my husband is wonderful, we love each other, but I also never try to miss the chance to “twist the booty” on the side. Well, so much I have! Do not judge strictly!

I am a brunette, I have a great sports figure: a thin waist, slender hips, a rounded small chest, and my pride is a strong ass. Plus a pretty brown-eyed attractive face. I like myself, although I treat my appearance as always very critical. I try to always follow me. Guys see it and never deprive of attention. So there are reasons for treason, and there are few opportunities. To linger after work is not an option - outdated and suspicious, on a visit to a friend is easy to check. And I cherish my family very much! But happy tickets come out in life. I want to tell about one of them.

And this lucky ticket came to me ... from the cash desk of the village "bus station" - a wooden booth with a granny - a cashier. The whole "fleet" was two rusty troughs, slowly creeping from the village, where we have the good fortune to have a dacha, to our hometown.

On that day, from early morning on, the whole family — me, my husband, and my daughter — went to the village for a picnic. We had a great morning, bathed in the river, ate barbecue, sunbathed. But at lunch our family idyll was destroyed by a phone call - Igor was urgently demanded to work. This is my irreplaceable manager! Julia and I are going to be together for a long time - an eternal female problem, so he did not wait for us, and, by car, rushed to work. We had to get on the bus.

Having bought tickets from the granny - cashier, we went to the nearest stop. The path was coming not long - about two kilometers. But there is nothing to do! They didn’t take the brought luggage, of course, and set off. The heat was terrible, the asphalt literally melted under my feet. Thin sharp sandals gently sandals, without knocking, prominali asphalt. I got dressed on the road as easily as possible - little white shorts close-fitting, I had to put on panties for them - the shorts were so thin, moreover, they fitted my ass very tightly - which seemed to be completely transparent. Top put on a white top. I generally like the white color, besides, it favorably emphasizes my tan. I did not wear a bra - it was too hot on the street.

Somewhere in about twenty minutes, a concrete stop box appeared on the horizon. It was somehow easier to go, Julia and I added a step. Soon reached, finally, to the goal. The stop was a dull concrete box assembled from slabs, without a hint of any gaps between them - everything was carefully plastered.

We were not alone with Julia. At the bus stop were three village men. Their faces were familiar to me, I saw them more than once in the village, but we were not directly acquainted. Yes, and they knew me rather, though, in the ass, than in the face - how many times I caught myself on their greedy eyes, when I gracefully leaned over, in a small bathing suit, dug in the garden. These memories made me smile and, at the same time, I suddenly felt a slight yearning in the lower abdomen. It was already something! Maybe the rest with her husband failed, but there was still a chance to break away! Moreover, the men seemed quite interesting to me. Two were about 30–35 years old, the third was clearly over 50. But he looked no worse than his comrades — a rather healthy, strong man, a sort of village hero.Somewhere below, the mischievous little worm immediately started to sparkle, inflaming my sporting interest to look at the “hero” who is hiding in his pants ...

- Hello, girls! - according to the village custom, he greeted him first - Where are you going?

- Hello! - Julia and I nodded affably. Here we go to the city! Do not tell me that our bus will not be soon?

The man busily glanced at his watch, which, to my surprise, turned out to be rather expensive and said:

- No, girls, something early you came! You probably sunbathe here for an hour!

- Why? Did the schedule change? - I was surprised.

- Probably for half a year already! Long time we have not been? - wedged into the conversation a man that younger.

- Yes, we all like that in a car ... We did not get very long ago on our own! Now my husband has left ... - as if "by chance" I blurted out.

In the eyes of men immediately flashed a spark of interest. My little feminine ploy hit the mark! But it was too early to stop there, if you want adventure - go to the end! Without a bit of embarrassment, I immediately squeezed the sitting men, sat down on the bench, sat down beside her Julia, and tried to take the most seductive pose possible. Having gracefully folded the leg on the leg, I spectacularly flaunted my tanned hips, and at once literally with my skin I felt burning looks. So far, everything went according to plan.

- Well, let's wait together! - I said briskly - You won’t leave two defenseless girls to be bored alone!

- No no! What do you! Said the discordant chorus of voices.

- Well and good! Let's get acquainted! My name is Anya, and this lovely face here - having patted my daughter on the head, I introduced both of us - Yulechka! Please love and favor!

And without that, the tense situation was finally discharged and the conversation flowed along with the flow by itself. The guys were very sociable and pleasant. It turned out that all three were born and raised in this village, but they did not ditch themselves and did not leave each other like most of the neighboring men, but began to raise the economy. Together, buying the former collective farm land, hiring equipment and workers, the men quickly “rose”, selling agricultural products to the regions. So money was raised.

“So, where does such a major, non-rural straight come from!” - I thought, - Yes, and this watch, not cheap like!

Older and naturally “by status” was naturally Pyotr Vladimirovich, or simply Pyotr, as he introduced himself. Dmitry and Andrei were his companions and assistants, young, no older than 30-35 years old, cheerful and energetic. And I could not wait to experience this energy on myself! The contact was established, it was time to move on to more active actions, all the more, no matter how talkative and cheerful they were, and the initiative here was to come from me.

Winking at Peter, who was sitting next to me, I turned to my daughter:

- Julia, sun, sit here with your uncles, pokaraul bus, and now, quickly, I will show this uncle the way as to the next village to go! Just do not leave, and then skip the bus, I quickly!

And, gracefully wagging her ass, she pulled Peter Vladimirovich, who was a little stunned, for stopping. Andrey and Dima understood the situation and actively joined the game. Surrounding her daughter from two sides, they just bombarded her with questions:

- Where do you go to school or kindergarten, but what toys do you like to play? - I heard, moving with Peter to the side behind the corner of the building of the stop.

“Points above and” were set and it was necessary to “take the bull by the horns”!

- Now quickly, in the order of the live queue, come here and fuck me as you like! Do not leave a daughter alone! Distract as you can! - I whispered hotly in my ear to the stunned man, pressing his large, heavy body to his slim and graceful.

Male composure finally got the upper hand, and Peter, according to a nod, paired up my ass and sucked in a damp, hot kiss. Pussy ...