Life was a success: yesterday the trap, carefully set up by me, finally slammed shut. I hunted him for almost a year, and finally achieved a marriage proposal. It was not easy: the whole alphabet of seduction from A to Z, a change of various tactics, a subtle calculation ... I was not completely sure that it would work, but I was lucky. My fiancé and future husband was exactly the one that many dreamed of: bright, handsome, educated, from a wonderful family with good connections, a flat, money, a prestigious job. He - Sergei Alexandrovich Almetyev, worked as a financial director, but even this solidly paid work was only a stepping stone to the position of a representative of a firm abroad abroad. I knew that I had to be extremely careful: everything that I was trying to achieve was easy to lose. There was already a ring on my finger, handed to me after dinner with his parents, and I was full of happy thoughts about the upcoming wedding.

In the morning, having come to work, I began to prepare documents for the upcoming group training abroad, in one of the 5 * Egyptian hotels in Sharm el-Sheikh, scheduled more than six months ago. The day after 80, 80 people from our company went on this long-awaited tour, but for me it was doubly joyful, because Sergey decided to go with me (such high authorities usually rolled out to some oceanic islands instead of corporate trainings, but now he didn’t want to for me to travel alone.) He decided to swim and play tennis while we bathe in the conference halls and entertain me at night, showing how he put it "fantasy and inexhaustible desire." Of course, the desire was peculiar: the whole bouquet of its advantages simply did not get along with his “bedding” exploits: in sex, Serzh wore the title of “One Altar” with dignity, that is, one stick per night is usually in the missionary position. I hoped to stir it up, but even if this did not happen, I thought, I was no stranger to “love solo,” that is, I mastered the art of masturbation perfectly.

We arrived late at the airport: Serge upgraded our “business class” tickets and ordered a VIP lounge, so I saw our colleagues already on the plane. Many were allowed to invite wives and husbands, so I met unfamiliar faces. In addition to rest, my fiance wanted to work with a business plan. He asked our sysadmin to help set up a bridge with a server in an office in Moscow and generally provide all kind of technical support. The sysadmin - Dima - was well built, red and hairy. In the office, he occupied a small room next to the server room, which always looked like a warehouse, was relatively young, married, had two children and a wife, was known as a clever man, had a good sense of humor and a desire to help, although I didn’t really know him on salary, what he could do with me ... In Sharm, he brought his wife: a little, white, pale, a little impressive, and kind of tired, the exact opposite of me: a bright and eye-catching brunette figure.

It is not difficult to guess that Sergei resettled the sysadmin with his wife in a room nearby (he paid for the view of the sea and the proximity of the rooms). From both rooms the terrace descended directly into the garden, and from there it was quite easy to walk to the beach, so in the morning before the training I was going to swim in the sea. Upon arrival, Sergey and I went to the SPA, for a massage for couples, leaving our room to Dimas for “building bridges” and setting up all the technical-computer junk. The massage was followed by dinner, with wine and seafood, and only by night did we return to our room. Serge immediately called the sysadmin to clarify some details, and I decided to go to the shower until they decide their affairs. I heard their voices in the room, laughing and discussing something.Coming out of the bathroom, I saw the flashing screen of the television being turned off, the men looked very intrigued, and both looked at me with interest, looking out in a bathrobe with loose erotic-wet hair. Dimas didn’t lose his time either: he, too, was already in his bathrobe, barefoot, under the bathrobe there was clearly nothing, apparently Serge’s call drove him straight from his wife, on whom he was doing his marital duty, so he hurried to say goodbye and leave . As soon as the door slammed, Serge hugged me and untied the belt of a terry robe that had safely fallen at my feet, so that I was left completely naked ...

- Baby, do you remember what we wanted? - asked Serge with a gasp, and I said thanks to the muffled light in the room, since it was much easier to play shy touchy with him ...

“Yes ...” I said, deliberately swallowing. “If you want ...” (Serge had persuaded me to have a blowjob for a long time, but I was portraying with all my strength that I had never done this before, although of those who had been in my bed, perhaps only Sergei remained with an insignificant member, but for I was going to marry him, so something must have been left for a sweet ...)

He poured us wine and led me to a huge bed ...

- I prepared - said Serge, and pressed the button on the TV remote ... - here is a film that will surely help you take the first steps ...

In order not to blush, I covered my face with my hands and looked at Sergey as plaintively as possible ... He instantly tore off his clothes, put me on the bed and stood beside me, with my back to the TV, so that I could see what was happening on the screen and bring it to life. His long, slightly thin cock was right in front of my face, and I, having made big eyes, gently licked the head, kissed, licked again ...

“Promise not to laugh and help me,” I asked “shyly,” and immediately clutching my head with my lips, began to work diligently with my tongue, pretending to look at the screen and portraying a diligent student. Very soon, a member was in my mouth almost completely ...

Serge was beside himself with happiness ...

Oh, what are you ... he whispered, - You are doing great! And now the main surprise, - he said, stretched out his hand to the console and pressed the button again - and then a small window opened on the TV screen and against the porn I saw myself, too professionally sucking for the first time too ... Serzh turned slightly and looking from the screen to me, I began to repeat the man’s actions in the film, his partner’s mouth was already pushing his cock onto his dick ... He tried to enter the whole depth, in the throat, and I had to cough so as not to destroy the image of the oral virgin. The most amazing thing is that he asked the sysadmin to install all this, and I couldn’t even imagine if this nerd couldn’t turn on the recording of what was happening, admiring the live video with his freshly beloved wife ...

Unlike the heroes on the TV screen, Serge felt the approach of the denouement much earlier and stopped me with great regret ... but I didn’t want to stop myself, because the whole last year I had led to the blowjob in my performance became his cherished dream, and I, too, decently miss the penis in the mouth ...

- Cum in your mouth! - I asked, covering my eyes from “shame”, it’s going to be like in a movie - which is why Serge just beamed ... I again wrapped my lips around his penis, and continued very gently, gently and gently, walking along the entire base of the penis, touching “bridle” "And licking the head. The end came very soon, and a jet of sperm struck me, Serge fluttered, groaned, hugged my neck and froze ... I pretended to wipe the tear, released a drop of sperm on my lips, folding them with an erotic heart that just looked on the screen fascinating ...

Needless to say, the production worked ... Serge collapsed on the bed, knocking me down too, gently embracing, kissing and mumbling words of gratitude ... The next minute he was asleep, and I waited a little, decided to go out on the terrace and satisfy myself on my own ...

Carefully slipping out of bed, I threw on a robe and light sandals on the beach, went out into the street. Arab thick night swept over me, I fell into a chaise longue, slightly spread my legs, and, wetting my finger in my mouth, touched the clitoris ...