She is also marked as unread. Slowly I come to myself, I start to figure out who I bring there, or you, or even chase someone. After 5 minutes, as I sat at my home computer, call me from an unfamiliar number. A female voice greets me, speaks “you,” asks if I am Kohl. Well, I'm Kohl. And I am Fields! And why from another number? Something mumbles, like money ran out. Suppose, ended, but the incoming something takes the phone. Well, I do not say this, but only think about myself. I do not focus on the phone, but on the contrary, I say that everything is ready for me and I myself am ready. I'll be ready too soon, drive up in 10 minutes and call the place. I tear the claws as soon as possible, I have time a minute before the appointed time. It's empty there. I am waiting for a couple of minutes, I am calling this new number. She takes, confirms what is about to be. Another 10 minutes of nervous waiting, smoking and exploring the windows of nearby shops. Calling again, now does not take. Calling again, she drops. I'm just mad, I don't even know what to think. I wait another 10 minutes, decide that I am making the last call and leaving. Now she picks up the phone, nicely chirps, says she couldn’t answer, so she dumped, but if I say the number and color of the car, she’s on the way. In general, Alice, the initial oddities ended there, because a minute later a very beautiful woman, in a dark blue dress, with light brown hair and brown eyes, opened the car door and sat down beside her.
“Is she prettier than me?”

- You are both beautiful! And do not try to be jealous, you hear. At the moment, as far as you are close to me, another one is not. Let him have this experience of communication, then we'll see. But objectively beautiful, I will not say anything. She has such a northern style of beauty, and you have a southern one.
- What happened next?

- The next two hours are as usual. An apartment, champagne, fruit, toast, music, brotherhood, kisses, caresses, she at first modestly, pulls away, then kisses the passionately, with ecstasy, with sucking lips and swallowing the tongue. And the terrible heat, heat, heat. Everyone is good that apartment, but there is no air conditioning. I persuaded her, for the sake of the heat, stripped down to her underwear, I sit in my black family shorts, she is in pretty white panties, but her panties are normal, not thongs. And the bra is also white, not the front door, but everyday, although I am not an expert on women's fashion, but that is the impression. She went to the shower, then me. And the soul flew to heaven! My usual style of sex, you know well. Many caresses, kisses, blowjob, turning from one pose to another, she rushes about with passion, cums time after time, I also kiss her, I don’t know much better, on the lips, then on the neck, then on the shoulders, then on the chest then another. Sweat drips from her, a mascara floated on her, such a pretty little face became frozen like that of a little girl, well, I don’t tell her of course that I’m not embarrassed. The heat is terrible, as if not the end of summer, but the middle. We interrupt a couple of times, go to the shower, drink a little bit of the not so cold and pleasant champagne, again I take her in my arms and carry her to bed.
“She did everything so well, are you so excited about her?”

- No, my Alisochka, understand correctly. Objectively, you can find and find fault, say, that’s what she did wrong. Well, for example, the blowjob she did something very gently, I did not so much feel her lips on my penis, as I saw with my eyes and visually perceived how she sucks. But why should I cling, I didn’t tell her myself, they say, do it harder or stronger, she might be afraid to hurt me or something.
- Then what?

- It was also funny, remember, there is a large mirror inclined to the sofa. So at first she didn’t notice him at first, then already, during the second or third approach, she says, but where are you looking? Oh! And even embarrassed by surprise, right in front of her are two naked bodies.And I answered, they say, the hostess gave such an advertisement for her apartment, such as a couple in her would feel like participants in group sex. Then he was still joking, she was already twitching in surprise, I say, a video camera is mounted in the mirror and transmits the entire process to the Internet.
- Sadist! So what is the result?

- In general, we enjoy life, alternating between bed, conversation, champagne and coffee. I found out beforehand that she was free for about 8–9 pm, I have nowhere to rush, I laid off my absence, and her husband at a meeting in Emsk, usually returns at this time, and maybe call, say what he is doing. And then suddenly, at about 5 o'clock, the second oddity, apparently, she didn’t expect it either.
- What happened?

- We all live in the era of mobile phones, and even in bed we do not always turn off. Do not turn off the phone, neither she nor I. And, of course, they called her a couple of times, a couple of times she called me, it was like nothing, because it turned out that they did not distract you during sex, but during the breaks, that is, did not cause much discomfort. But imagine, sitting in the chairs, we are absolutely naked, bliss after the next episode, the champagne is over, sip juice and mineral water. Suddenly the bell, she answers “Hello”, “Everything is fine”, “Home”, “And where are you?”, “Nothing”, suddenly turns pale, suddenly jumps up and starts to rush around the room. It turns out that it was her husband, he asked where she was, she answered “at home”, in full confidence that he was calling from Emsk before his departure. And it turns out, already at the entrance to our city, Ensk, and asked what to buy at the store (as I later understood, beer was meant, they are beer lovers with my husband). In general, she pulls up her panties and bra, I look, even in her thoughts she doesn’t, which I didn’t finish. Stop, Fields, I say, what about me? She looked at me so plaintively, went submissively to the sofa and in the process tried to pull her panties off. I felt sorry for her, I understand that it is not possible to have normal sex now, with her thoughts she is now running home hurriedly in order to be in time before her husband arrives. Do not undress, I say, sat her on the sofa in front of you, and put it in your mouth. That's what you need and no nails! I didn’t finish for 2 hours, and then she sucked less than a minute, and in her delicate-delicate style, and I finished it in her mouth.
- Pff ...

- Do not snort, Aliska! I know that you do not take sperm in your mouth, but unlike you, thank God, most other women are not averse to this and are not ashamed. So I quickly finished, she held a little more in her mouth, sucked what she could, swallowed or not, I will not say for sure, but then run to the bathroom. Well, the bustle went where my handbag is, give me a make-up bag, oh I'm disheveled, oh, I can see that I was just fucked, I answered her, except for luminous eyes, there are no other signs. But I did, because looking at the clock, she refused to let me take her to the house, first of all, she was afraid that the neighbors or her husband, when approaching, would see her in another car, and secondly, I decided to justify his absence at home if he is at home before her: when I heard your call, I decided to quickly run to the store, buy your favorite beer, and from there I would catch a taxi and return.
- Yes, I suppose it was hot, not only literally, but also figuratively?
- And do not say ... That's how my day passed when Soviet schoolchildren went to school for the first time.

- What does the school have to do with it? And wait, it's today September 1, and you met yesterday, August 31?
- Yeah. This is how we joke with something, during the first telephone conversations. The conversation about the school started, about the imminent 1 September, well, we found out that in fact, after the summer holidays, both in my school and in her, and maybe in yours, it was decided to meet in a class not on September 1, but on August 31 to find out schedule of the first day of classes, well, and generally communicate with classmates and friends, first in an informal setting, to the official line of the day of knowledge.
- Exactly, Kolka. And so it was with us, and we called him PDL ...
- Last day of summer!