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My name is Alexander, I am 30 years old, height is 178 cm, an ordinary guy, not handsome, not a freak, of average build, we can say the average individual. But my wife Lena is just beautiful, perhaps this is my subjective opinion. She is 29 years old, blonde, 170 cm tall, slim, she looks after her figure, once or twice a week attending fitness. She has beautiful breasts of the 2nd size with small brownish nipples, not sagging, she still sometimes walks without a bra, elastic ass ...

We have a daughter, as beautiful as a wife.

I consider myself terribly lucky in life. Why did the wife choose me? For me, this is a complete mystery ... Probably fate ... Everything turned out just by accident. After the army, I got a job in a car wash. I graduated from college of transport, so that was my specialty. And then one day my future wife came to our service. As I saw her, I immediately fell in love with my ears. It was simply impossible not to fall in love with her ... I made the car to her, the malfunction was foolish. When she took the car, I gave her my phone and said that she can call me at any time if there are problems with the car. He gave her the phone, but there was no hope that she would call, I was even sure that she would just throw it away like garbage. I found its address and telephone number in the service database, but did not dare to call.

What was my joy and my surprise when she called ... Of course, not to meet with me ... When I returned the car to her this time, I asked:

- Can I invite such a beautiful girl somewhere?

- You can invite something, only ... the girl is busy today ... and tomorrow too. Call me sometime, maybe you are lucky ...

And although I understood that I was culturally turned away, but hope remained ... I called a few days later, she was busy again, but we chatted so sweetly for about ten minutes ... Then I called again ... A month or so we talked about we talked about everything in the world, but she refused to meet culturally. I tried to learn more about her, what to love, where it happens, but the only thing that I could elicit was that she was studying at the university in her last year. I told all my short biography and all that interested her ...

When I lost all hope, she unexpectedly agreed to a meeting. We just walked through the park until it started to rain, then we sat in a cafe, drank coffee, chatted and waited for the rain to end. From this day we began to meet, first a couple of times a week, then more often and finally almost every day. Even when I worked until the evening, at least an hour or two we saw each other, since she lived not so far from my home.

One day when we met, she was unusually cheerful, one might even say, a bit excited. We walked a bit, and she suggested:

- Let's go to my place...

I was a little confused, I, of course, agreed, but I was not yet ready to meet her parents. Yes, and for that occasion, it would be necessary to dress differently (her father had some kind of lump, she once mentioned this once).

“There are no parents, she is outside the city,” apparently she understood the reason for my confusion.

We bought a couple of bottles of champagne, I’ll tell you, it’s not cheap, I never drank it. Yes, I do not really love him, I prefer that it is stronger. They came to her house ... I knew that the house in which she lives is considered to be elite, but when I got to their apartment and saw the decor ... The apartment, the decor was simply gorgeous ...

- What are we celebrating today?

- I today passed the last test! Now there is a diploma defense ...

I almost did not drink champagne, she drank it quite a lot. Lena was a bit tipsy, laughed a lot ...

“Let's go,” she took my hand and dragged me into another room.

The celebration of the tests ended in bed. For me, that evening turned out to be just crazy ...

After that day, I often visited her home and sometimes even stay with her all night. Our relationship just went to another level. I had been in love with her before, and now I was just going crazy ...

Then he met her parents. I can say. That they did not like me, especially her father. This was evident from his expression, he clearly hoped that his only daughter would find someone decently. But I can say that at the same time he did not hinder our meetings.

Then the diploma, then she went with a friend to rest in Croatia. I just did not find a place for myself while it was not there. And when she returned, everything started spinning at an accelerated pace ... I moved to live with her, her parents constantly lived outside the city in their home, only occasionally looking into their city apartment. Her father found Lena a smart job; with his connections, this was not so difficult. Closer to the fall, apparently resigned to the choice of his daughter, said that it was time for us to legalize our relationship. In the fall they played a wedding. Then the honeymoon ... A year later, a daughter was born. He also found a job for me, the work is not dusty and very decent for the money.

We are all just great, and sexually too. My member is, of course, not gigantic (17 cm) and somewhat thin, but I will satisfy my wife, she moans loudly and ends quite violently when we exercise in bed. Lena has a narrow pussy, and when there is no abundant lubrication, my dick enters with some resistance ... Strongly excited when I squeeze her beautiful breasts, and if I still squeeze her nipples ... She loves doing blowjob, and makes it just awesome, driving me crazy ... not against it when I finish it in my mouth or even on my face ... I tried to persuade her to try in the ass for a long time, but to no avail ... And only when she was pregnant agreed ... To my surprise and she liked it too, and we didn’t give birth yet, we often practiced it ... So that we have almost complete Dill ... It happens sometimes abused, but it's the little things ...

And then the actual story itself, which I want to tell.

I perfectly understood that I was not her first or even second. When we started dating, she was no longer a girl, and she took it easily in her mouth, I didn’t even ask her about it (honestly, I was afraid that she would be offended), she took the initiative and drove me crazy with her blowjob. At first I didn’t even think about it at all; I flew on the wings of love and didn’t believe in my happiness. Some time passed, the euphoria subsided, and Mene was wondering how many guys she had before me. Two? Three? Six? I wanted to learn from pure curiosity. Although no, I lie, to curiosity jealousy was a little mixed up, jealousy of her previous gentlemen. How much I did not ask her, she constantly left the answer, or made a joke or immediately changed the topic of conversation.

But I still got it. Somehow we made ourselves a small holiday - dinner by candlelight ... We drank, then we continued in bed ... I don't know why she decided to tell me this time ... Maybe my constant questioning was boring, and maybe she drank more than usual Or maybe there was a completely different reason, unknown to me. According to her, I was her fourth (I tend to believe her, she always tells the truth). The first was her classmate ... Then he was married ... They met for over a year. And the last ... a teacher at the university ...

And then I, without thinking, blurted out:

- Assessment fulfilled!

- Fool! - and turned away from me.

- Len, just joked ...

- You know where to go with your jokes ... And you have stupid jokes ...

- Well, forgive me ... I did not mean to offend you ...

For a long time she pouted at me, but I really wanted to joke ...

But after me, after her confession, something in my head pereklinilo ... I just thought about it ... That's really a fool, because he lived calmly before, knowing nothing, and now ... In my head scenes were spinning, how my ex-wife had my little wife ... What I just didn’t imagine ... And the most amazing thing was that it excited me ... Especially with the teacher of the uni ... She comes into the audience, she’s only ...