Do you still need Nadya? - The wife slowly closed her eyes and opened her eyes, showing such a gesture with such a gesture.
After the second glass, Nadya noticeably cheered up and even began to openly coyly, glancing at her neighbor. In response, he put his hand on her knee and began to gently stroke, moving further under the dress.
- How smooth Nadya’s skin is - the hand of a young man caressed the inner surface of the thigh and I noticed that the spouse, in return, spreads her legs a little, letting her go to her very end, where in low light, black hair was visible in the depths.

- Phew ... something that even threw me into the heat, she suddenly said with a smile, undoing the top buttons of the dress and looked at me reproachfully.
Her eyes said, well, what are you, Dima? You promised to go out, and you yourself sit ...
I realized it and realized that it was time for me to leave my wife and young man alone, took my glass of wine, then rose, turned on the music channel quietly on the TV, and silently left through the hallway to the kitchen.

****
Sitting at the table, and taking a few sips of wine, I turned my head towards the corridor. In the reflection of the mirror doors of the locker for clothes, I could see the coffee table and part of the bed in the bedroom. I got up and closed the kitchen door. Now, outside, only the sound of music from the TV was heard. The voices of the man and the woman also reached me, but so quietly that it was impossible to make out a single word. Nadia seems to be asking for something, and Maxim briefly explained to her what to do, although this could only be understood by intonation. Then for about five minutes, only the music came ...

I took the bottle that remained on the kitchen table and added another white, aromatic wine to my glass.
- Oohh ... Maxim ... - the voice of my wife, immediately seemed to me even unfamiliar, to which he was chest and low. But there was no pain in him, but rather there was the animal lust of a female, which takes in a male.
My abdomen began, giving way to the testicles, sweet spasms, which quickly filled the cavernous bodies of the penis with blood, and it just turned to stone.

Unable to stand it, I opened the door a little and looked at the mirror doors of the wardrobe ... Only the lower part, lying on the bed, was visible in the reflection, but this was quite enough to understand what was going on well.
Nadia lay on her back and held herself under her knees, helping her hands to tighten them higher and thus raise the entrance to the vagina at a comfortable angle, while Maxim's buttocks, lying on top of her, quietly moved, pushing the enormous member deeper and deeper wide stretched head, sexual gap my wife.

She was probably not even breathing at that moment and was stretching her arms more to the sides, helping her male to enter it to the end. When it finally happened, a loud exhale of relief erupted from her chest, and then she heard sounds like breathing coming out from under the water of a swimmer.
Nadia relaxed her arms and slowly lowered her feet onto the bed.
Restraining the temptation to watch them further, I still closed the door again and turned to the table, at the next sip of Martini. But before taking a glass in his hand, he climbed into his pants, and straightened his uncomfortable protruding penis, to the side.

The most difficult, the preliminary part was completed, and according to my assumptions, it was now necessary to wait no more than ten minutes.
Maxim, as a professionally trained man, will of course feel when the client has “climbed to the top”, and will try to “descend” with her at the same time. Linger too much time, he was also not at all profitable.
In confirmation of these thoughts, quiet, staccant exhalations of my wife began to be heard from the bedroom, turning from time to time into choking moans, and this lasted, by the standards of sexual intercourse, long enough, no less than five to seven minutes.In general, it was impossible to speak about time precisely, because at such moments of our life, it is distorted, as when flying at speeds close to the speed of light.

I also sat with a tense body, listening as music, this beautiful “melody of pleasure”, trying through it to take into myself a part of the pleasure my wife received.

- Ay! ... Oh, mommies! ... Oh, Maxim! ... Oh, dear! ... - now instead of groans, you could hear women's screaming and squealing, accompanied by loud slaps of naked bodies, and ... in another minute, everything burst into tears:
- Oh MAMAAA !!! ... Oh, FUCKING! ... MAXI and FUCKING !!! - Nadya has no control over herself and just “flew” from the mountain to the abyss ...
Finally, the female cries subsided and passed into sobs, mingling with the cheerful music from the TV and the contented male sniff ...

****
Now I had to wait for Maxim to wash himself, put himself in order and go to my kitchen.
It was possible for a while to sip wine. I sat with the feeling that I had just experienced a female orgasm with Nadia myself, but thank God, my underpants were dry.
I did not have time to finish the wine, as Maxim, already fully dressed, entered and sat down beside him.
- I think that your spouse was pleased. She needs some rest now. He said in a serious voice. A person who does not know the language, he would have thought that he said, "Well, that's all, the crane has repaired. You can
now enjoy. "
- Thanks Maxim, you did everything very professionally. - I replied, pulling him the agreed amount. He took the money and pulled out a few bills, returned it to me.
- This is because I did not have to use protective equipment. We always have a discount for this.

I walked him to the door and asked goodbye:
- If necessary, we can again rely on you?
- Of course, Dmitry, and it will now be for you, a little cheaper. Call

Nadya, all this time did not leave the bedroom and I closed the door behind Maxim, immediately went to her. His wife, naked and uncovered, lay on the bed, turning on her side with her hand under her head, and it could seem that she was sleeping. Next to her, in the place where her ass was recently located, there was a big dent, with a dark spot on the edge, and the lower part, her buttocks turned to me, was highlighted by a wet sheen. (Erotic stories) But she did not sleep.

Hearing my steps near the bed, the spouse turned back on her back. She looked at me with some kind of stupid eyes and smiled stupidly. Then she extended her hand, inviting me to sit down beside me. I sank on the bed and began to stroke her breasts.
- Well, as Nadya, do not regret that you agreed?
- Dimochka, my dear ... I "flew into space" ... It's dark and only stars glittered ... Give me yours ... I want to do something for you too.
She freed, my still hard cock and running her hand up and down, said:
- Forgive, dear, but for now, I can't let you go "there" — it hurts a little bit and is very dirty.
With these words, Nadya leaned forward and clasped the head of the penis with soft lips ...

At night in bed, she hugged me and pressed her breasts to mine.
- Nadya, so maybe next month, we will invite Maxim again, as you look at
this? - I also hugged my wife and launched my hand, behind her under the peignoir.
- You spoil me Dimochka ... I love you so much.

Takazuko.