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Thirty years is thirty years. Big breasts and lush hips still provide greedy men's looks, but the effect is not the same. Young girls, female students of yesterday have more chances.

And she did not try the last few years. Work, work ... Once sat on a diet, that's all. I have long forgotten about beauty salons, fashion magazines with new products in the world of cosmetics.

What for? At work, some are married and old men. Friends do not indulge in attention. Looking for someone on the side is troublesome. Yes, and not on the status of hanging around the nightclubs, and the restaurant is something no one calls. Only vibrators give bastards.

Yearning.

In the morning, Olga habitually built scrambled eggs, drank a glass of kefir and ... Received a friendly nod from the tenant opposite. She was just finishing her kefir when a stranger, already dressed in a strict suit, waved her hand to the roofing felts, welcoming, felting, saying goodbye before work.

All day on the nerves. A lot of cases, but also need to come up with a decent answer to the bastard. No, she will not complain to the police ... You will not be ashamed. You need to behave like a proud, independent and all that.

At home, Olga tried to look at something in the windows opposite, but as long as it was light on the street, nothing was visible. But this is even her hand.

The woman took up the assembly of the telescope. The instructions said that “ten minutes and everything is ready!”. She spent three hours breaking two nails, scratching the coffee table and bending the screwdriver.

An unexpected gift turned out to be very powerful. Olga did not have time to adjust the tripod, but already looked into the apartment opposite. The truth had to be very uncomfortable to bend, having risen to the letter “G”, but curiosity is curiosity.

The stranger was at home, but did not see her. Olga thoughtfully did not turn on the light.

He, without suspecting anything, went about his business. He sat at the computer, then moved to the TV. At some point, the man stretched sweetly, got up and slowly began to squeeze a home T-shirt.

Olga unconsciously wagged her ass, drooling over her developed muscles.

- Come on, take off your pants, - whispered an excited woman, running her palm under the elastic of underwear. With her second hand, she lightly crushed her breasts, trying to reach her nipples through the fabric of her clothes.

The stranger defiantly pulled out a dumbbell and began to warm up. Olga licked, looking at the tense muscles. Warm-up, then a crooked neck and ... a shower, from which the man returned in only one towel on his hips.

Olga bit her lip and relaxed when the man turned to the window and with one jerk he pulled off the towel. Like this! Now she turns on the light, and he will die of shame! Revenge is sweet. No, really, judging by the soft heat in the lower abdomen, it is very sweet.

But the woman did not have time to click the switch, as the stranger with a smile waved her hand and theatrically bowed. He knew!!!

Olga did not understand what she gave herself off, but she was dying with shame. Pervert - that's who she is!

She plopped down on the bed, buried her face in the pillow. Shame is such that there is no power to turn on the light and do dinner. And tummy rumbles ...

Doorbell. Who else!?

- Who's there?

- Courier service "Breeze". - Familiar guys, this time loaded with bags and containers.

- Is everything paid again? - Olga has guessed.

- Yes of course!

A woman dragged containers into the kitchen. Meat on ribs, potato side dish, two salads and sauce. On top of that little bottle of red.

And how to understand this?

Olga glanced at the window. The stranger calmly saluted her with a glass of wine. He sat at the table, in front of him were exactly the same dishes. And he was sitting facing the window.

The woman grunted, arranged the food, took out the appliances and also sat down in front of the window.

Funny dinner. They silently chewed and looked at each other, simultaneously raised their glasses and smiled. Olga relaxed so much that, having finished with food, she showed her thumb upward.

Already my dishware woman thought that her gesture could be attributed not only to dinner, but also to striptease. It remains to hope that the stranger understood everything correctly.

Before going to bed, Olga turned on the light in the bedroom, undressed to her linen and proudly raised her chin. And let him watch and drool! Her breasts are large, her butt is lush, and her tummy can be pulled in a bit.

He watched.

A stranger with binoculars near his eyes watched the woman go to bed. He waited until she turned off the light, waved goodbye, and only then walked away from the window.

The following days flew merrily and unnoticed. Olga eagerly continued the game, greeting the stranger in the morning and gesturing in the evenings.

One day, a man showed her a piece of paper with a short “Nicholas” inscription and poked his fist into his chest.

Olga did not lose her head, rushed to the printer and, taking out the paper, also introduced herself.

Funny he is all the same. Every evening they watched each other, demonstrated everything that was possible. Striptease has long been something of a norm. On several occasions Olga burned so much that she caressed herself on the bed without turning off the light. Let face burn with shame, surging sensations were worth it.

Nikolai did not lag behind. The woman eagerly studied his body when, having undressed to nakedness, he worked with dumbbells or just walked around the apartment.

They had dinner together, even if everyone in his apartment. Watching TV together. Someone wrote on a piece of paper the number of the channel and the name of the film, and during commercial breaks they tried to use gestures to express their attitude to what they saw.

Olga liked comedies, Nikolai loved historical films, most often they watched fiction together.

- Olga Sergeyevna, are you leaving already? - Colleagues with bewilderment and curiosity looked at the woman, who usually stayed late.

- Yes, - smiled Olga. - Need to go somewhere.

“Somewhere” is a beauty salon. The woman, suddenly, attended to her appearance and wardrobe. I had to spend a little money, but now she could walk around the apartment in elegant laces or outrageously narrow intimate novelties.

Nikolai also liked to make her laugh and surprise, appearing now in the red family men with the inscription “USSR”, and at all putting on a piece of leopard something, almost without hiding anything.

In general, amused.

In the cabin, Olga spent several hours, radically updating the appearance. Hairstyle, makeup ... A woman was happy to see her own reflection. Very nothing.

I didn't want to go home. It's still light outside ...

A little walk in the center, Olga was near the cinema. She had not been here for a long time, preferring to watch movies on TV or on the computer. And now, she lazily glanced over the posters and calmly walked on.

The working day is over, there were many people. From all sorts of restaurants came the music for every taste. Parking was full of cars, even more they were in a hurry along the road.

Olga glanced through an expensive foreign car and suddenly recognized one of the drivers. Nikolay! The man noticed her, raised his eyebrows in surprise, but quickly oriented himself and began to look for a place to park.

Heels began to beat on the sidewalk, Olga herself did not know why she ran away like a frightened doe. My heart sank with horror at the thought that an unusual tale might end.

A few phrases, a couple of jokes, insincere apology ... That's all. Here they are, not even familiar, but strangers who survived a stupid misunderstanding.

Olga did not want to tears to adventure ended.

Frowningly looking around, she took refuge in the cinema. The cashier looked at her in surprise, but said that the session had already begun.

- And nothing can be done? - Olga pleaded.

- I can sell you a ticket, but the film is already underway ..., - explained the cashier.

- Let's! - Olga hastily paid off and hurried to hide in the twilight of the cinema.

The people had a lot, she got one of the extreme places in the last row. It was a small hall, so Olga sat, clinging to ... Read more →

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