and blinked on the buttons. It is warm and pleasant here, even if there is no crystal and gold, here I feel very relaxed.

- Let's play a game? - Without waiting for my answer, Alex began.

- Which one?

“I have your favorite liquor,” he walked over to the bar, tugging at the blue with the sound of the bottles, “and I'll take scotch for myself.” You should know about the game, if I'm right - you drink, if not - I drink. Then we change. So easier, how do you think?

He came up to me and put on the sofa a wooden stand with glasses. In them, he poured drinks.

- Let's start? - he smiled, as if he put a knife to his throat, I can’t get away. Heck!

Alex sat down opposite me and asked his first question:

- Do you like men older than you?

My fingers reached for the pile, I had to drink, the pleasant liqueur slipped into me, warming by degrees.

- You are afraid of me to some extent.

Another pile. He carefully looked at my determination - after drinking without biting. I can only say one thing, get drunk faster, relax.

- You at least eat strawberries! - grinned my interlocutor.

- Play, play like this! Are you afraid?

- I’m afraid when we get to the most sensitive issues, you’ll tell me everything.

- As if not so, ran away. Have you been married.

- Drink it. I have never been married.

- Damn, so true, have a snack!

Although we tried to find out the secrets of each other, communication was the most enjoyable. He brought a kebab, and we continued the fight.

- Are you jealous of me.

Silently Alex threw back the scotch. His gaze slowly devoured me, covering my body with goosebumps and a slight tremor.

- You like girls.

- Why do you think so? Drink, handsome! You know who Tutankhamen is.

- Of course, I know, this question does not count.

- Why ?!

- Then you drink with me ...

A lot of things came up, from which it became clear that Alex was rich, handsome, the prince, so to speak, loves everything unusual, is friends with both Denis and Tutankhamun. I never managed to guess the name until alcohol started to take me up. I realized that for the time being my candidate was to his liking, and what will happen in a month, if I do not agree earlier, is unknown. He wants children, a family, that time is running out. In turn, he revealed some of my secrets, in which I had to frankly lie, so that they would not expose me completely. And the most important thing. Tutankhamun is the director of Lucky, or rather his master, and the dolls, also his commodity. Our game turned into a normal conversation, our piles moved to the next table and I sat closer to him.

“In fact, Eve is a legitimate project, if you think that this is violence, then you are mistaken.”

- You talk so calmly about it, I now became disgusted, to the bone, that this is a half-man! Do you buy yourself this too ?! - I was indignant, a little shaky.

- No, I do not need them. I need one, - he removed the glass and gently put my foot on his belt.

- Do not make me laugh, according to Denis, you can even make Merlin Monroe!

- You know, I do not like corpses ... - He abruptly pulled my leg, and I fell into the pillows. Clicking on a button, the sofa threw back its back, thereby becoming a polygon. I laughed and, pulling him by the neck, kissed him. The taste of his scotch was very sharp, and I felt a little uneasy.

- Okay, have a snack on a chocolate bar.

- Well, you can strawberry!

“That's just a bed and I will immediately take care of your strawberry ...” - he took out the red bedding, staggering a little and constantly laughing about anything, we quickly together made a cozy nest. He came up behind me and gently pulled the straps down. His hot breath was felt on the top of the head, where he constantly kissed, while his hands gently caressed his chest. The fingers squeezed my nipples, giving a discharge all over my body. Lips began to cover his neck and shoulders with kisses. I was even more carried away in pleasure.I was released from the dress and lay down on the bed, carefully following with my eyes every movement of Alex. He did not keep himself waiting long and dove to me. His strong hands massaged my tired body, back, legs.

With smooth movements, his excitement penetrated into me, turned his face to him, a kiss and lips fluttered further, on his chest, drawing the pirouettes on the nipples with the tip of his tongue, causing them to harden, and me to bend. My breathing got off and at that moment I didn’t want sophistication. He seemed to understand me. Smoothly and very deeply, his dignity seized me, tearing away the moans from my lips, and the gut ached with unbearable sweetness from powerful pushes. The severity of the body gently squeezed, wrapped around the waist and firmly digging into the buttocks. I felt like a butterfly, in the trap of a seducer, even the taste of scotch now tasted better than anything in the world. Our bodies were burned and cooled at the same time, without the ability to stop. I was more and more overwhelmed with convulsions of ecstasy, wrapping my legs around him so that he drowned in me as deeply as possible, forcing me to shudder together. And so it was all over, pulsing only the innermost. He kissed me with a respite, without leaving my bosom.

- Do not make me wait long, Vika, do not force ...

His penis was again gaining strength in me, and with slow movements we were again carried away on a hot night.

The sun shone brightly out the window. Head like glass, you can't even say that you drank the whole evening. Alex squeezed me so hard that she barely got out. The mood is great! The fire in the fireplace is already extinguished, and the room is cool. Divorced him again. And wearing a shirt, went to smoke, at the same time taking dirty dishes. I was wonderful, that even surprised. After washing it and examining the contents of the refrigerator, I decided that the sandwiches with the fried eggs would be just right. Brewed coffee. God, who would have thought that I would cook breakfast for someone !? And so wanted to do it for him, every day. I returned to the hall and climbed onto Alex, admiring his sleepy mind. The bristles had already appeared enough, which sharply burned my hand. Such a disheveled one ... and between my legs I felt the pulsation of his penis. To which the vagina traitorously replied in the same way. He opened his eyes and lifted his waist, throwing the sheets back with his hand, putting his oozing head against his lips.

“What are you doing ...” I whispered, exhausted, sinking and enjoying. My hips spread even wider so that his ram was completely inside me. Swaying a little, I caught a languid look, his hands freed me from a shirt, the fabric of which rubbed my chest. His lips melted like ice on burning nipples. He moaned and wanted to speed up the final. Leaning on his powerful shoulders, I’m on it, as if I’m at a furious race, afraid to jump off a huge stallion, but he seemed to me even more than usual. I did not know that I could develop such a speed. His chest waved shamelessly, his hands dug into his body, and his in mine. I moaned and shuddered under his scathing eruptions, they beat-beat so nice inside. My body spilled, and whispered to his lips, barely uttering words:

- Good exercise ...

- Good morning!

Love him. Heck!!! Love He fastened his shirt on me and, inhaling the smell of my hair, asked in surprise:

- What are you cooking ?!

- Imagine, it happens in your boring life!

He easily bit me on the shoulder, and we went to the kitchen.

- Well, so you decided?

- What are you talking about? - poured coffee and settled on his leg, hand imperiously hugged me so as not to fall.

- You invited hmm ... Tutankhamen, or have you forgotten?

- No, I have not forgotten, but I would have met ...

- I saw how he devoured you with his eyes, he gave you his business card, perhaps you will learn more about dolls, if you are so interested.

- Do you think he will tell me everything?

- I think that he wants to meet, and wants for one, you are a woman, and everything is in your hands.

- So you don't care? With such ease you send me to the paws of a pervert?

I did not understand why he said that, quite calmly, not a single muscle on his face shook. Is he so sure of himself? But what about our relationship? He took a sip of coffee and turned, buried in my cheek.

“Vika, are you so stupid or just pretending?” Or punish you ... again?

- No, no, just not that! I understood everything!

- Good.

Alex went to the gym, and I decided to call Chris. Fortunately, she arrives on Monday, which will probably facilitate my meeting with Tutankhamen. I was ready to give everything, if only Alex did not know anything. I can’t do anything, despite all my desires and fears, I have to finish my work. Menthol cigarette smoke was pleasantly inhaled when with it, I smoke less and less, and the need increases. After all, I have been smoking for 5 years. She smiled to herself, here is a pancake, so I'll leave! But he doesn’t care, perhaps unpleasantly, but not a single phrase and not a single facial expression of Alex gave my guess. Is it different, and is it better? I don't even want to know. He is better. He is my everything.

Having washed the dishes and singing a song, I did not notice how he was watching me. It's nice, insanely nice. Before she could turn off the water, he grabbed me in his arms and carried me to the extraordinary beauty of the bathroom. It was a large circle, a mirror floor, walls, even the ceiling. My mouth opened when I saw it all. Our duo multiplied by thousands and to infinity. In each corner there was a large column in which bubbles rose, and the light slowly changed. Alex quietly took off my shirt and plunged into pleasant, hot water.

- Mmmm, how cool! - I moaned, - will you wash me again ?!

- If you are against, I can go to roast meat ...

- No, no, do not leave ... - grabbed his hand and was a little surprised at her request.

He came back, slowly soaping my blond hair with a pleasant shampoo, in general, of course it's wonderful, no one washed me yet, well, not counting my parents. I was completely relaxed, under his arms.

Monday. Airport. I attentively peer at faces, until I see this impudent physiognomy. Here is a bitch! What is all winged!

- I thought you wouldn’t arrive! Chris, I need to tell you so much!

- Yes, you got better! Vic! At 5 kilograms for sure!

“You, my dear, have never seen me before; I have lost weight yet!” And I looked, just like you now!

- What VKontakte was reading, you can not think of anything? Goat!

We laughed at the whole airport, blonde and brunette, black and white chocolate. I can not say that we are the best friends in the board, that we cannot live without a day without each other, but without communicating for three months, we have no offense, no complaints about why I or she didn’t call. We work together, that's enough. (Erotic stories) I don’t know if we would communicate afterwards, but we cannot be together for long. So to speak, two temperaments do not get along. Even in spite of our very excellent mutual understanding, I don’t know about her family, the guys, even if she has a pet. Growth we are about the same, according to the type too.

We took a taxi and went to the hotel. Her room was booked right in front of mine, which was actually convenient. After 30 minutes, she came to me.

- You, I look, well settled!

“Come on, the number is exactly like yours,” poured white wine, which she loves, and gave her a full glass.

- Shit, drink right away! - she drained half, - Maybe the club rush? When will we hang out at government bills? This job fell straight chocolate!