The story I want to tell you today happened in a certain city, in the days of my youth. At that time, of course, I hadn’t read such stories yet, I was well-educated, I didn’t read the yellow press, although sometimes in various programs there appeared themes of swingers and Swedish families. These relationships were a curiosity for a guy from the provinces, and frankly, I thought that the rich with fat rage in their megalopolises.

I just graduated from college and got a job at the factory where I was taken for a probationary period, Kostya trained me later on and became my friend. Now recalling this, I certainly understand that Kostya, as a senior comrade, was looking after me, was watching and evaluating. This story has been developing for about a year, but I will tell you about the brightest moments.

Once on Saturday I went to Kostya, we wanted to go skiing together, and then I saw her for the first time, they lived in a two-room apartment with their parents 'parents' bones, was not at home, so the girl was wearing only his T-shirt, slightly covering ass.
- You're probably for the bones, he will now be released
- Go Pahan, I'll be right out. Said his voice from the room.
- Only pants will wear. - She laughed.
And I continued to look at a pretty girl, small breasts, big gray eyes, and a very delicious butt.

- And you probably his wife?
- Yes, my name is Olya.
- and me Pasha.
- And I guessed Kostya told a lot about you.
- Pasha and you have a girlfriend?
- now I do not have a favorite, as it were.
- And for sex?
- I was surprised by such a question and did not know what to answer, in general, if honestly I was brought up so that the girlfriend she is for sex, how can I have sex without love, I could not imagine.
- Olya stop, embarrass my partner, better go get dressed, my parents will be back soon.
Olya disappeared behind the door because of which Kostya immediately appeared
- We left.
- Ride good boys. - shouted to us from the room Olya.

The Sabbath day did not let us down, there was a light ten-degree frost, the sky was clear, a lot of people gathered on the track, it smelled of pines and snow. In such a weather, families went on a ski run, from small to large stood on skis, someone just put on skis like us, and someone was already returning from a hill.

While we were wearing skis Kostya was talking about his wife.
- How do you like my Olya, I was lucky with her, I generally think that a woman must first understand a man, she is one of those, she understands me. Here I come drunk, she does not scold me much, or what nonsense I say will not be offended.
- Yes, she is cool with you, merry, laugh loud.
- And the ass is necessary, appreciated?
- Of course the class is cool.
- Olya sometimes asks all sorts of embarrassing questions, don't pay attention, it's just that I have such an inquisitive one. Maybe a lot of personal questions to ask.
- Oh, nothing, everything is in order. - I smiled.

He already put on skis, poelozil rolling them over the snow.
- It's good that you pulled me out, the weather is wonderful, but what would I do at home?
- Yes, I think I would find something to do. - Again I remembered Ole and the member stirred, but quickly dismissed those thoughts.
- What did you do before your arrival? so you don’t drive much at once, I can say after the marathon.
“Then go ahead, marathon runner.”
we laughed and drove off.

The next time I saw her only in the summer.
On a summer evening, I went home from the store and decided to cut across the courtyard, where I met Kostya on a bench, he and Olya were sitting on a bench some distance from the alleyway and drinking beer.
- O Pasha! easy to speak, we just talked about you. Make us a company.
We sat and chatted about different nonsense, discussed the latest films and drank beer, in our conversations we came to women.

Olya was sitting between us
- Pasha, and how long have you had a girl?
- In college, I met with one girl but we somehow did not work out.
- that is, somewhere two years?
her beautiful gray eyes opened wide
- How do you cope?
- Well, on their own.

Olya made an indecent hand gesture imitating a handjob. I was embarrassed.
- Olya, you're embarrassing my friend again.
“And I am not embarrassing anything, but it’s interesting to me.”
Kostya put my hand on his wife’s leg, I didn’t know how to react, and Olya just smiled drunkenly to me, in general, I didn’t remove my hand,
- From it will not lose. Olya, don't you mind?
in response, she began to kiss Kostya. and I began to stroke her leg, gradually raising it higher, when my hand disappeared under the dress, Kostya suddenly stood up,

- And let's go, I have to pee.
next to this courtyard was a wasteland overgrown with dense bushes, having done my job, I buttoned my fly and turned around, Olya sat a meter away from us, and celebrated a little need,
- So what? I also want to write, but you are not the only one so special. - and showed me the language. And I could not tear myself away, and looked at her bare half-legs from above, of course I got up, she finished as it amusingly pulled her booty. “Shook” - I understood. Wore panties under the dress.
- How many pisi do not shake, a drop falls into the panties. - he laughed pleased with his joke. - Wow Pasha yes you got on my wife!
“Do you like me so much?”
- Do you want to kiss her? Kiss her.
- Are you serious?
- Of course, I see what you want, she also wants. You want?
- Really want to. - Olga clung to me and hugged.
- I’ll go on standin ', Kostya walked a few meters to the side so that the road could be seen in both directions, looking in our direction, and Olya did not get lost, she threw her arms around my neck and passionately kissed me, I also did not lag behind stroking her back through a thin summer dress going down to her ass, without encountering resistance, I squeezed her ass through the dress in my hands and began to bully him

We stood in the bush thickets; I was sucking with my friend's wife; my hands were already under the dress and under the panties, and I namned his wife's slightly fat ass. Olya kissed her eyes closed and I, too, closed completely giving myself up to the sensations and debauchery that now prevailed. The unusual situation made me very excited, her husband looked at us a few meters away, he saw the passion we were kissing and, of course, could not help but guess what I was doing under the dress with my own hands.
- People go half-whisper said Kostya and we recoiled from each other and came out of the undergrowth
- Let's go for the supplement, the bone winked at us and we went to the boutique, on the way Olya walked between us took us by the arms and I directly felt how she kept looking at my standpipe, I don’t wear shorts in this heat The shorts member was sticking out and rubbing against the fabric of the shorts, pleasantly but uncomfortable.

We sat on the same bench, but I wanted to go there again, I already stroked the leg of my friend's wife during a conversation, I can see more than one, Olya began to kiss Kostya, and my hand stroked her through her panties under the dress.
- Maybe we will go to our place. She whispered.
We returned to the same thicket, the whole way the bone with Olya was hugging, and here, now I stood like a fool and watched how they stood and kissed, having finished my long kiss, Kostya passed her on to me.
- I'm on the post. - he smiled and went to the road.

It all happened again, my hands again rushed to her ass, but this time I didn’t stop at the ass, putting my hand below, I got to her pussy as she flowed, feeling my caress, Olga twisted her ass trying to put on her finger, such caress could not lasts a long time.
- Take off the shorts. - she asked.
Of course, I didn’t remove them, too pale, I lowered them to my knees, Olya lowered her panties too and pressed me again, my cock rested on her stomach, she adjusted it, and it slid between her legs, so it was wet, I began to fuck her between the legs, imitating sexual intercourse, of course I didn’t enter the pussy, but the sensations were not worse, the dick slid between the legs and rubbed on the folds of the pussy and I ...