I heard an echo of waiting and longing. He knew and understood that it was impossible, it was felt by me, but ...

Holding her hand to my mouth and biting my finger with my teeth, I began to move farther and deeper into the corridor, until I stumbled back against the wall.

This weak blow against the wall finally brought me to my senses, and, slowly still squeezing my hips, I dragged myself into the kitchen. There she sat on a stool and froze.

What I saw shocked me. The following questions are buried in my head:

- Is a young, handsome guy can not find a girl? Is it worth it to do with yourself? I had absolutely no doubt that I was the subject of his dreams and fantasies. I myself!

Sitting quietly on a stool and completely unaware of it, she spread her tense legs and the hand that slid between them began gently and tenderly stroking my charms. Before my eyes, Alexey's erect body still stuck out. And not so small, by the way. I lived for forty years and was full of everything that was concealed ... There were also “left-handed men” and spontaneous one-time betrayals ... It wasn’t just that - adoration and trembling!

Without even noticing it, I, as a snotty girl, masturbated. Fingers, squeezing and stroking the clitoris hardened and protruding from its cover, moved slightly lower. A couple of them fell through the current hole, and I, closing my eyes, and finally, realizing what I was doing, gave myself to caress. Dive, turn to the sides, slightly spread the fingers a slow exit. The movements of the hand were all accelerated, and now she is moving with great speed, bringing pleasure. In a few minutes I was getting through. Even accelerating, I strained my hips, finally stretching my legs all the way forward. The back gave way, leaning back against the edge of the tabletop - and then I finished! The body twitched, and then I spun as never before. The abdominal muscles tightened, like a weightlifter, and I was pained to a twist. This was the sweet pain of an orgasm that delivers pleasure. Muscle beating has spread throughout the body. I felt the flesh beating in an incredible fit: then, shrinking to convulsions; then relaxing before losing shape. Scorching hot sweet lump, gathered in the stomach, hooted down right between the legs ...

- How good something ... - flashed through my head.

And then there was nothing! I came to myself still sitting on a chair, unable to not only stand up, but even move. My head was empty and the only desire I felt was to lie down! To fall asleep, to forget, and not to remember about your unpardonable weakness, stupidity, and overseen by chance incident. Having overpowered myself, I got up, and waving heavily from one foot to the other without even washing myself, I wandered into my bedroom, where I fell into a dream under the barrel, at my unsuspecting husband.

Wedding.

Morning met with troubles. Barely getting up began to bother about the housework. Evening incident faded into the background. Alexey, getting up and having breakfast, immediately drove off to his son, he had other duties for that day. And my faithful, as I didn’t drive up to him, didn’t want to enter into my position and secretly, “For the Motherland”, slowly poured alcohol, instead of fulfilling marital duty ... It’s understandable where you will find a father who “does not survive »For a son or daughter - especially on the wedding day. Everything, as always, and like everywhere ...

Then we drove for, and brought to the bride to buy. To be honest, everything fell on the shoulders of Alexei, and he was done on a level. Then there was a registrar, after the young and the company went to a photo session, and we, along with the young parents in the cafe - to follow the preparations. Affairs was a great deal, spinning like a squirrel in a wheel, but by 17–00 everything was ready.

The guests had already gathered when the young and accompanying friends returned. There was a feast, welcome speeches, gifts. After a couple of hours of tight sitting at the table, the dances began.

To say that I was left without attention just can not, but it was as usual. My precious spouse did not surprise me either. Together with the father of the bride, they made up a sort of get-together, “whoever drinks more, because he is going through”.So by eight in the evening I began to fear that they would not reach the end of the wedding, successfully heading off to the “salad plate” or bainki under the table.

I just reset my brain when Aleksey, who successfully danced with the girls and the witness, invited me to dance. Spitting on the educational work, the sense of which all the same was not, and I reluctantly went to the dance floor. Waltz dance failed. The music is not the same but the skills we both had with the gulkin tail I had to perform "topkus". This is when couples hugging, marking time.

As soon as, his hands lay on my hips, I froze. A black passion, incomparable to anything, boiled inside me. The best solution would be to retire with my beau in a secluded place and do there ... well, you know what. I bit my lip and ate restraining myself so that I would not do anything stupid in public, with a heavy heart, overcoming a burst of passion slowly, “circling” with him around the playground. Apparently, he was the same not in himself, because with the lower abdomen I felt his “strength”, bulging trousers in a certain place. The funny thing is that we talked with him about everything except for this, although, as they say: “I knew that he knew, about what I know!”. The duality of desire flooded me:

I wanted it to end soon ...

But everything in me asked that this melody not stop as long as possible.

We were both red as crayfish, and looked like conspirators. We were saved by the twilight installed in this part of the hall. At the end of the dance, Alexey furtively straightened his pants, and I pretended not to notice anything. Kissing me did not even hand, and palm held into place.

Burnt from far from vague premonitions, I sat down and made sure that the condition of the guests was so observant that our actions were unnoticed. Holding her loudly beating heart, and even finally pushing him away from herself, I tried to get back to normal. Apparently - I managed it. Although loudly apologizing, he whispered to me:

- We will meet more ... in the evening?

- Probably, you have nowhere to sleep ...

- I will wait...

Alexei did not approach me until the end of the wedding, although he gave me quick and appealingly promising glances from under my brows.

I never decided how to conduct myself with him. No, of course, I understood that nothing good will come of it, and that he is the same age and close friend of my son. And I must not allow the occurrence of this incident, but my whole female nature screamed, demanded and wished for another! My body required the caresses of his big and hot hands, which until now were felt on my thighs. I wanted his big and fat member, and everything else attached to such an event. His eyes were fascinating, and his eyes turned me into clay, from which he could make anything. In short, I came across as a young fool! Understanding all this, I still wanted the inevitable.

The evening is over. Young were taken home. The witness and the witness left with them in the same car. I was also transported to my home with my over-recruited half. There I, by the already proven method, crushed a couple of tablets of Dimedrol in a spoon, made me drink this cocktail. She put him to bed, knowing that my drunk would stay until morning.

When he, having calmed down, began to snore in bed he sat in the kitchen, and not knowing what to do. Deep in thought, lost track of time. Recovering and deciding to let it go, she undressed and went into the bath. After washing myself, I dried off with a towel and went into the room to dress! There is nothing special, but everything is the newest and looks good on me. Light dress, panties and, of course, bra. Then, after thinking, I pulled out the hidden stockings. I bought it on occasion and didn’t even wear it, but to be honest I never wore it ... But today I wanted to! Put on stockings first. Tightened, tried to walk.

- Conveniently, - flashed through my head, - they sit like a glove. Belts are not necessary, latex gum does not allow to slide down.

Got dressed. She sat in the kitchen in anticipation. The long-awaited bell that rang from behind the door made me flinch. Sighing heavily and finally firmly established in the decision to do anything herself, slowly went to open. Behind the door, as expected, he stood!

“Good evening, Valentina Ivanovna,” Alexey said dully, “let him spend the night?” - and smiled.

“This is his smile,” flashed through my mind, and I was lost in his eyes, which I looked into.

Somehow, having gathered, stepped aside:

- Come on, Alexey. Do not you sleep on the street ...

Turning his back to him and feeling in his eyes the desire, like a thirsty near a spring. And slowly, as if my legs did not bend, I went to the kitchen.

- I need a drink. Will you join - I quit without turning around.

- And it is necessary? - came after.

- I am yes, and you decide, - I said the same lifelessly, already realizing that you will not get away from fate.

- Then yes! He answered, taking off his jacket and shoes. - Pour, I now, only wash my hands ...

When he returned I already poured the golden drink in glasses. She took out sliced ​​lemon from the fridge and broke chocolate into slices. My mouth was dry and I knew perfectly well that everything that follows will happen today. Now or a little later ... And she knew that he, like me, wanted it.

His eyes ran over the assembled table and stared at me. Even now, when we were alone, his gaze was serious. He did not contain a drop so beloved by the peasants - stripping eyes. He just admired me and no more.

Sighing heavily, she raised her glass.

- Well, let's drink? - burst out of me.

“If you want ... Valentina Ivanovna,” he said softly, “but why?”

- Well, I'll drink, get drunk, and ... you can do whatever you want with me! - I rushed into the pool of his eyes.

- Why are you so ... - Alexey whispered, highlighting the appeal to me with intonation. His eyes were filled with resentment, “I'm Alexey's friend, and you are his mother,” he continued, “I will never do that ...

—... — my face was filled with redness, with its head upturned, continued, “and if I want it myself ?!”

—... - there was a heavy pause, - but if you want ... - again a long pause, as if he is looking for words, - ... then let's drink ... on brotherhood! He added quietly.

- Lets do it! - I suffered, - this his indecision or unwillingness to cause harm struck me completely. I have not yet met the men who put in the head the desire of a woman.

Raising a glass, handed it to him, standing up by herself. The faint light of the dim sconces, now illuminating the kitchen, cast swirling shadows. He took the filed stepped forward and our hands crossed. A drunk of skate instantly blew the brain. And I, pulling him to me and feeling, as I feel good ... hotly dug into his lips.