I wanted this woman and perfectly understood that the woman does not mind. But what then so slowed me down? Does this ring on my ring finger have such an effect? I knew that by changing my wife, my conscience would torment me. But I also knew that I would suffer even more if I did not use the chance that fell to me. I loved my Irina. Just a couple of years ago, just loved. But now I didn’t feel this exciting feeling in myself. He was replaced by a habit. Then what am I afraid of? With everything coming up, there will be a scandal, then hemorrhoids with divorce and division of property. And Irina will definitely want to divorce! I know her. Leave everything to her? Yes to health! I live where I live. I had a one-room apartment before marriage, which we are now renting. She will not claim a car - she has her own no worse. And even if it will ... Stop !!! What the hell am I doing? What are you thinking about ?! Who the fuck did I turn into ?! In front of me sits a stunning girl who wants to have sex with me, and here I am thinking about some kind of material boring things!

- And who won ?, - with a grin, Varya interrupted the prolonged pause.

- What are you talking about?

“You want me, don't you?” But the wife ... problems ... I guess?

Maybe she wanted to cheer me on, but it turned out exactly the opposite. The fact that I was so predictable, and that she so easily managed to unravel the course of my thoughts, infuriated me. And I was even more angry with myself than at Varya. The magic collapsed, the desire was gone, I got up and, wishing dryly to Vare good night, went to my room.

* * *

In the morning, at breakfast, Varya awkwardly tried to apologize for the tactlessness allowed during the night, but I firmly turned the conversation strictly into business. She suffered greatly, which was noticeable even during the 2nd day of negotiations. So much so that by the middle of the day, I felt sorry for her, while still feeling guilty. But all the negatives disappeared when the last signature was signed under the contract. The success was complete. I managed to not only play back yesterday's mistakes, but also add some very favorable terms of the deal for me. The secret of success was partly explained by the story of Wari during the break:

- I called the administrator of the club, with whom I agreed. They came off there in full. And they used my bonus.

- What kind of bonus?

- Besides the cultural program, I also paid for the services of three girls. They talked to them in private rooms until the morning. And they drank so much that Mama Do not Cry! In my opinion, after a nighttime spree, they don’t think at all.

With delight, I could not resist and, hugging Varya, smacking her on the cheek. Her return smile expressed such happiness that it became clear to both - the ice was melted.

* * *

In the evening, a delicious dinner awaited us in the restaurant. But it seemed that only Varya and I enjoyed it. After the third and fourth toast, our partners were so unlucky with old yeast that they began to carry complete nonsense and constantly admit Varey in love before the grave. As a result, we took a bow in an hour and a half, which, apparently, our fellow soldiers did not even notice.

In the room I first called Stas. He vigorously congratulated me on success, and then asked Vary to phone. At that time I did not attach any importance to this, and did not listen to the conversation. However, there was nothing to listen to. The girl answered in monosyllables only "Yes", "No" and "Understood." But when she returned the phone to me, I asked:

- Have you been working with Stas for a long time? I haven't seen you in his office before.

- Recently. This is my first assignment. And you? Have you known each other for a long time?

- Yes, even with uni. We studied together. Since then, and friends. But in business, this is also our first joint deal.

“Be friends?” She asked for some reason.

- And then! - I did not catch the catch, - Therefore, in business, they tried not to intersect. Otherwise, any friendship is over. Passed already.

I wanted to give her a couple of examples on this subject, but I realized from my eyes that a girl wants something completely different from boring conversations.She came close, raised her eyes to me, slowly took off her glasses and said softly, breathing softly:

- Will you give me a massage? Like yesterday ... I will not twitch.

“Massage ?,” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

- Or ... whatever you want. I just want to feel your hands again ... They are so strong, big ...

She was still talking, and my “strong and big ones” were already living their own lives, undoing buttons on Varina’s blouse. After that, I put my hands on her shoulders and slowly, enjoying every moment, pulled her open blouse down. Without stopping, I ran my hands over her back, then lowered them onto her buttocks and squeezed, drawing the girl to me.

“I want you,” I whispered.

- It's a pity...

- What?

- That we lost the whole night.

- Me too.

She allowed to undress herself all over with barely perceptible movements helping me. Her breathing increased as I stroked and kissed her, reveling in her delicate velvety skin. When I touched the lips of her swollen nipple, the first, barely audible moan broke from her lips. And immediately she pulled back.

- Stop ... Wait ...

- Something is wrong?

- I can't do that ... I need a shower.

I wanted to go with her, but she gently stopped me.

- Sorry. I need one.

“But I want!” I blurted out in my hearts.

- Patty ... Just women have little secrets. Wait ... I will soon. And then I'll call you.

She went to the bathroom, and I quickly undressed, and waited.

“Le-jen!” Her voice rang out in a few minutes.

I rushed to the call, stumbling over the threshold and almost falling. I wanted to immediately grab Varya in my arms, but she stopped me at arm's length and lowered her eyes. With wicked eyes, she looked at my proudly raised member and playfully grumbled:

- Poor him! Forced to wait for such a hero! Come to me. Let me wash you.

And Varia began to soap me from head to toe, using for this not only her hands, but the whole body. My attempts to dissolve my hands were firmly interrupted. The girl wanted to do everything herself. Having washed the foam, she evaluated the results of her work, and then again turned to my dignity.

- And now I will help you relax. We with my girl do not want you to be in a hurry when I bring you to my place.

The girl squatted in front of me and gently wrapped her head around her penis with her lips. The fact that she began to get up further is beyond description. An indescribable burning pleasure engulfed me completely. Varya gently kissed the tip of my penis, played with his tongue, licked from the bottom to the top, played with my nuts with one hand and caressed the other with the other. She, then sucked a member in half, then swallowed him whole, then bit her sharp teeth. Together, this merged into an unimaginable roundabout of pleasure. In some incomprehensible way, the girl finely felt my condition, and when I was just getting close to the top, she held back the onslaught and turned to less sensitive caresses. But soon I became so excited that every touch, even the lightest, began to bring the outcome closer. I exploded at the moment when there was only one head in her mouth. I expected that Varya would retreat, but on the contrary, she gripped my cock with her fingers at the base and took it almost completely. She took my seed to the drop, swallowing the surplus convulsively. And then I didn’t let me out for a long time until my instrument began to wilt. Then she stood up, hugged my neck and gently fell to me with her mouth. I felt the salty taste of my juices on my lips, but this did not disturb me at all, and I responded to her kiss with all the possible passion. After a while, the girl pulled back and gently asked:

- Did you like it?

- It was divine.

- Have you ever been better?

- Not. Never. Nothing like that, I honestly admitted.

- I know ... Let's go to bed? I want you to be in me ...

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