“For many years I have been pondering over earthly life.

There is no incomprehensible for me under the moon.

I know that I do not know anything!

Here is the last truth revealed by me. ”

Omar Khayyam

Reflections. When I closed the door to the shower, I immediately leaned against the cold, tiled wall. From the inside, I was all pounded! The body was covered with "goose pimples." This boy, not a young and well-built man, aroused my innermost desires. I like and be desired, not just a partner for one night, but something more. I felt he wanted me, and he was trying, as far as possible, not to impose himself, giving me time: either to reject, his timid claims, or to agree with them. He woke a woman in me! The one I forgot about, who died with her husband. He was one and only for me. Neither before, nor after, was not, nor anyone.

He, my Michael, was necessary and sufficient in my life! But he left, and for all these years, deep inside, I hid my feminine principle! But he is not, and there is this young, nice guy. Almost unsure of himself, but not showing the form! And to be honest, even with myself, then I want him, the body languishes, because of forgotten male affection, and demands it. Yes, I myself want! And what, that he is younger than my daughter, and is good for me as a sons? He's not my son! He's just a young man, and he needs that! But, somehow small, a particle of me, in a nasty voice, kept telling me: go out, apologize, get dressed and go away. He will let you go, everything will be the same. You will love your grandson, daughter, ... she was echoed by all the rest of me: to envy her that she has a husband, to look at men with lust ... and to quietly live in his "cozy" apartment!

At that time, as if listening to my thoughts, the door opened, and Andrei, without looking, handed me a towel. Hang there, wipe yourself ... And again this nasty voice: here, wrap yourself in it, and go, run away from here, without looking back ... I shook my head, chasing away thoughts, and got into the shower. Hot, almost boiling water from the shower washed my body. Drops with noise hit the body, scattered to the sides, or flowed tickling jets, pleasantly warmed the skin. The internal cold, under the jets of water, retreated, Problems disappeared, except for one, rather ethical nature. Mechanically, I grabbed a sponge, soaped it and began to rub myself, with all my might. But as soon as I was in the process of washing, I touched my chest, it jerked me like a current. In front of the inner eye of memory, a feeling of a hot and strong male hand that slipped under my bra surfaced! How she gently strokes my skin, slightly squeezing her nipples, and I literally “flew away” from excitement!

In the groin all twisted, the memory played by the rules. She also recalled the other hand, which gently stroked my pubis and vulva, and, as I bit my lips, I pressed on myself moans, if he touched the clitoris. I wanted his big and hot member to come into me with all the hardness, “cleaned all stagnant organs”, and his strong arms, at this time: crushed, caressed, massaged, everything that could be reached . I felt a wave of orgasm, heart-rending spasms rolled over my head, shaking. Something flowed between her legs, and I finished! Finished in the shower, from thoughts alone. About him! I washed away my fantasies and experiences with soap, raised my hands up, substituting them, under heavy beats of water.

I hear the creaking of the door opening, but I don’t care for it, I just wake up from my fantasies and memories. Then my breasts were captured by the hands. His hands! The body immediately recognized it. I do not stand up and scream, all the other sounds, trying not to let it out. And his hands, “O God,” skillful hands, already massaging my breasts, nipples, stroking my stomach and pubis. Something firm rests on the back.It interferes, I put my hands down, I turn them behind my back and grab this item. “Oh my God”, I do not shout arbitrarily, this thing is what I dreamed about, a real male organ, beautiful women, it is so big and hard that it becomes even scary! I want to look at him, admire, but ...

Part 1.

Let me introduce myself: I! It was 19 ** year. I once again had a stomach ulcer, and I was hospitalized. After treatment in the hospital, I had to go to a sanatorium. Late autumn. The voucher was allocated to the trade union committee "for poverty, a sick student," then it was in the order of things, especially in the offseason. Well, ““ You don’t look a gift horse in the mouth ””, folk signs must be respected! Gathered in style - a sports guy, without suits and ties. I took a jar of instant coffee, sugar, a kettle, a pack of cookies and tea. A mug and a can of boiling water, also added. Just in case, a small bottle of brandy, to be treated if a sheet. Well, boots, autumn though.

About me: I am a simple student of our Great country. Not married. Own apartment, Lada. I am 22 years old. Not Belmondo, but still! Some women like me, with varying success. (Sometimes self-criticism is useful!) Well, in short, got ready, went. Go by train, as much as two days. I came to the sea, well, but you can’t buy it anymore. So, the sanatorium looks decent, but there’s really no one to talk to. Men over 50, women the same. Okay, even settled in a single room. On the first day I looked around. On the second day, the attending physician took me, prescribed medicinal waters, walks, electrophoresis on the stomach, with some sort of medicine. From 10 o'clock procedure, then walk. What to do, began to walk along the sea. It was still warm, but not bought. Walked along the alleys along the beach.

On the second day I saw a woman with a boy. They walked the same, though, the boy climbed all the way to the water, collecting shells, beautiful pebbles and other trifles. From the conversation I understood: a grandmother with a grandson. They rest right there in the sanatorium.

Part 2.

Acquaintance.

Walking the next day, I saw them again. Passing by said hello. She asked me for a light, took out a lighter, gave it. She lit a cigarette, returned the lighter, I lit the same. Stood, smoked. Talked about this and that. Then they broke up. In the afternoon I saw her in the dining room, nodded to each other like old acquaintances.

The next time we met after dinner, going home. It turns out that they lived in the same building, even on the same floor where I lived, only further. Agreed to walk together. All the fun. So we met. After that, they began to walk together, she walks her grandson, and I myself, with them for the company. Her name was Galina Ivanovna, she was about 45-50 years old, she was 175 cm tall. Somewhat withering, sweet face, dark eyes. (Erotic stories) Full lips, not a big nose. Cosmetics at least, just set off the right, not like these old curts, imposing a "ton of plaster" on the face. She was a stately woman; in my opinion, the size of her breasts is no less than 4, 5. Pretty toned, though you could see a small tummy, a strong butt, legs, well, what you see is beautiful, the shoe size is somewhere 38. Her grandson Tolik was Mummy, 7 years old.

She arrived from the city "'N'" in Siberia, and traveled a day longer than I did, from the Urals. We arrived in one day, and we should leave the same after 24 days. As I understood from the conversation, her daughter, the doctor, "arranged" her for the trip. And the boy was given a load. She came to rest, well, and if prescribed, to undergo treatment. Although honestly, she looked out of the rest of the “local” women, until she was healthy enough. Blood with milk. They also lived in a single room, and for the guy they gave a cot. True for his food in the dining room, had to pay. Well, it was far from ruin, considering that the voucher, like mine, was free.

For several days we walked together in the morning, after the procedures. I was prescribed electrophoresis, the upper abdomen (stomach). Tola flew along the beach collecting pebbles, tried to “dive” into the sea a couple of times, and we just talked. She turned out to be a well-read, competent woman, a teacher of lower grades. What did she have with her job, and how did she go on vacation in the midst of her studies, I did not ask.No plans for her, I did not build, respectively, did not show off, just was myself. Well, actually, they can ...