In the evening at home, twirling his business card in her hand, she decided to email him a thank-you letter. It was the only way to carefully try to continue the story. Well, or at least slightly extend it. And she wrote that she was fascinated by his work, which is immensely grateful and grateful for the time and attention that he devoted to her and her children. If he answers, then she has not lost. And he answered. The correspondence began. She understood that he was cautious, and she had to provoke him. In the third letter, she decided to give a hint about her emotions, but to cut off the letter with a hint. It worked. He quickly answered, asked in more detail, not to be shy in expressions, because he, just like her, wants to get away from work and will be happy to talk with such an interesting lady. She could call him, but did not want to take another step first, she suddenly wanted him to seduce her, and not vice versa. She casually gave him her number in the next letter, just like that, just in case (although what could this be the case, except for the already frank transition to action?)

He called. She missed the call, because she simply did not hear, put the children to bed. She called him back in an hour, apologized for not seeing the call, began to talk some nonsense about the weather and a wonderful evening, marveling at her talkativeness about anything.

“Can you leave the house now?” I'll drive up, I'm here nearby and I have about half an hour.

“Good,” she agreed bluntly.

Called him the exact address. Five minutes later I received a message: “Come out, I'm downstairs,” making sure that the children are sleeping, pulling on their shorts and tank top, without makeup, with a tail and wearing glasses, she came out. Could she imagine, or at least admit, the thought of going on a date? Of course not. Another country, a person with a different mentality, they are not familiar, another language. Why did he come to her late in the evening? Ask something? To tell? Half an hour. He has half an hour. And she doesn’t have that either, she perfectly understands that she risks her own children, because if they wake up, they’re not at home, they will be frightened and may cry. What she does? Reckless. But she was already quietly locking the apartment and going down the elevator to the hall. He was standing right behind the glass door to the street. She let him in without a word. There were people on the street. They went deep into the hall. He took her face in his hands and said, looking into his eyes:

- I came to kiss you.

As he spoke these four words, goose bumps ran down her back, the heat rolled up to her lower abdomen and she stopped breathing for a while. He gently and gently touched her lips. She responded to the kiss carefully, tasting it. He was incomparable. She has been looking for this taste all her life. And found on another continent. It happens. They began to kiss more boldly, she did not hear anything around, she forgot about children, she was all lips, eagerly surging to his lips, tongue gliding over his tongue and smooth even teeth, saliva flowing into his mouth and dissolving in his saliva . Time stopped. His hands held her waist and held her head. Her hands slid over his back. She ran her fingers under the back of his jeans. He nibbled a little with pleasure.

And then the neighbors appeared. How she hated them at that moment! But he powerfully took her by the hand and resolutely led her to the stairs. They went through the fire exit door to the steps. It was quiet and empty. But at the same time, people who could not see their proximity at all could enter from below or descend from above. He kissed her greedily. He wanted her, and she felt it all over. He could not let her go, she ran her fingers along his waist under the belt. His hard cock rested against her belly. They both reached the peak of excitement, it seemed they could come from kissing alone. Apparently, in order to relieve the intense heat of passion, he began to say some words to her, gasping for breath, she did not let him speak, interrupting his speech with kisses. Her hands were already unbuttoning his jeans. He slid his hands over her bare back under the shirt. They were so close to orgasm.

“Let's go,” he said suddenly, and led her outside.

They went to the backyard, he kept tightly holding her little hand in his. They went outside.

- Stop, where are we going? I can't, you know.

- Yes, I know, I just could not resist and fuck you right there on the stairs, I do not think this is a good idea. I want to love you for a long time, you are the woman whose skin I want to feel under my lips, whose body I want to completely and completely have in my power. I want you to be fine with me.

- I already feel good ...

- Listen, now I have to go, forgive me, we will definitely meet again, and then I will kiss you all.

- Why did you even come today ?! You knew that nothing would come of it ...

Again, the earth went from under their feet. Both of them understood that there would be no other time, but both of them wanted to believe that sometime their time would come, only for them, and then the kiss would not be interrupted, but would turn into something more.