Now Natalia Uspenskaya is 44 years old. She is divorced, lives alone and leads a promiscuous sex life. She has a son who knows everything about his mother. Actually, you already know all this.

Natalya told her son about many of her intimate moments in the past, but she kept silent about some of them.

Let's go back in time. 10 years ago. 2004

Now Natalia is only 34 years old. She is at the peak of her sexuality. White hair shoulder-length, taut figure with beautiful forms, both behind and in front. She is still married, but the marriage is slowly sinking. All because of numerous rumors about her frequent adultery to her husband. Her son is 9 years old, the family lives in a private house in a suburban village.

It was the month of July. Natalia worked the last month before the holidays. The husband was on a business trip until August. At that moment they lived with their son together. He had a summer vacation, and he often disappeared on the street.

On one of the hot July days, Natasha, tired from work, dropped off her shoes and fell on the sofa. All her thoughts were only about a cool soul. As soon as she began to change, the whole burrowed son burst into the house. He choked in tears.

Natasha, remaining in only one underwear, instantly jumped to her son and pulled herself to her.

- Baby, what happened?

Through tears, her son squeezed out:

- Adult guys took my bike ...

- what are the guys?

- Those that live on the last street.

Natasha immediately understood who her son was talking about. Those guys, from the last street, were young guys, at the rate of 18-19 years. Her son constantly walked with them, played football and other games. He has never been offended until today. Natasha has always strained that her little son walks with these ambals, who are in the midst of puberty. This she decided because of some awkward episodes. These guys, supposedly grown-up friends of her son, constantly whistled when she passed by from work. They often rubbed near their house. Each time their lustful looks were ready to drill a hole in her body.

- How many times have I told you, do not communicate with these imbeciles.

- With whom?

- Never mind. Why did they take your bike?

- Lyokha liked him, and he said that he would ride it for a week. But I know he lied! He will not give it back ...

The boy roared again.

- Okay, calm down dear. I'll go and get your bike.

The boy quickened to perk and raised frightened eyes to his mother.

- Do not moms, better wait for dad.

- And why is that? - Natasha was surprised.

- Well, they ... about you all sorts of nasty things say, I do not want you to go to them.

- What are the bad things?

Natalya squinted at her son, who was wiping dried tears. He did not answer, he began to drill with his eyes his sneakers.But she didn’t need an answer, she understood everything. Her suspicions about those guys were confirmed overnight.

- Do not be afraid, dear, I can handle. Your mother will give you back the bike. And while you wash and dine. Dinner on the stove.

While the son went to the bathroom, Natasha quickly threw a summer dress on a snake in front and stuck her legs in the shale, they could not take another hike in their shoes.

Quickly, she moved to the house of the offenders of her son. It was about two brothers, one name was Lech, the son often spoke of him as the coolest guy, and she did not remember the name of his brother. The house of those brothers was through two streets, at the very end, about five hundred meters from their house. The heat on the street has not yet slept. All the way, Natasha regretted not having time to shower. Her whole body was sticky with sweat, her legs ached from the whole day on his heels, since she put on the shales. Then it dawned on her, she looked down at herself and decided that the dress was too frank, an excellent reason for those guys to whistle heartily, looking at her bare thighs. The length of the dress was to mid-thigh, but there were also pluses. When a light breeze flew under her dress and cooled the wet crotch, Natasha already closed her eyes from pleasure. Her hands dived under the dress and pulled off her panties stuck to the crotch. A second of pleasure, and she again quickly moved forward.

She tried not to think about these concerned boys. I'll shout at them, maybe one of the parents will come out, pick up the bike and quickly drive it home. Such an alignment seemed reassuring to her.

Finally, she turned the corner and was right in front of a large brick, not completed house. Right in the courtyard were three guys. She, whose name was Lyokha, she immediately recognized. He sat on a pile of slate and smoked, talking to one of the guys, who in turn stuffed it on a soccer ball. The third guy was played with a dog, a German shepherd, not tied.

Natasha was scared to look at the guys and the yard. How do they live in an unfinished house? No coziness. The unattached dog scared her the most. She seriously thought to return home, but it was too late, one of the guys who was stuffing on the ball, noticed her, and the ball fell from his feet. He pointed a finger at her. All the guys at once turned to a woman standing on the sidelines. The dog barked, but the guy held her by the collar. Since I noticed, thought Natasha, it makes no sense to give back. She confidently approached the guys.

Without greeting, she immediately got down to business, speaking in a rude voice.

“Why did you take the bike from my son?” Return immediately.

The guys were in no hurry to answer. They, as expected, carefully examined her from head to toe. And it was something to look at.

Lech did not recognize this woman at first, but when she came closer, he quite smiled. From the very first time, as he saw her, an adult woman, the mother of his little friend, he immediately desired her completely and irrevocably.

And she herself came to him. Stands a few meters from him in a short dress. Long smooth smooth legs. Seductively enticing bare thighs. Large strong calves, standing out on the legs, despite the fact that she was not in heels, but in simple shales. Toenails are vulgarly painted with red varnish. Big breasts protruding from under the dress. Blonde in the juice.

Lyokha rose from the slate and approached her. Growth, they were about the same.

When a healthy strong guy, with a cigarette in his mouth, approached her, Natasha went back a step to the floor and repeated:

- Return my son's bike.

“We didn’t take him great,” Lecha said calmly. - Only lent a ride for a couple of days.

- My son came home all in tears, is that what you call borrowed ?! Return the bike immediately.

Natasha looked sternly into the guy's eyes.

“Either you are returning the bicycle right now, or I will deal with your parents.”

“There is no one at home,” answered the guy sticking to the dog.

“Then I will come tomorrow,” answered Natasha and turned around.

“Good,” she said from behind her back. - We will return your son's great, but with some conditions.

- Are you still going to put conditions on me? - Natasha exclaimed angrily.

The guys quietly continued to look at her, saying nothing.

- Okay. What other conditions have you come up with? - she gave up.

The guys looked at each other slyly. Lech inhaled and threw a cigarette at his feet, putting out his cigarette butt with the heel of his shoes. Then he looked up at her.

- Here you come here in such a frank dress. Came to the young guys that you sons shit. Seduce us with your bare legs ...

“I threw the first one under my arm, it’s hot outside,” interrupted Natasha.

What's happening? Am I making excuses? But he is right. I stood out very frankly.

Lech interrupted her wandering reflections.

- We want to see more. We want to see your panties, right guys?

He looked back at his friends, and they nodded their heads.

- Yes, we want - confirmed the guy holding the dog.

Natasha hatched eyes.

- Are you completely ofanarely? What are the panties? I am a good mother to you ...