famous formula after flawlessly done first.

The restored autocontrol of the spirit did not allow me to crawl along the head of the bed and fall into a blissful sleep after a super-duper orgasm, despite all the temptations of the flesh. I was only breathing heavily, I could watch Lina get out of bed, straightened the skirt part of the dress, put her hands under the straps, restored the appropriate look of the blouse part, went to the mirror hanging by the hanger, looked at herself rather (and with a cunning look gave a lightning look at me and immediately looked away), swallowed, pushed with her lips, as if tasting and, having appraised, approved:
- And you are delicious!

Do you think the surprises are over? No matter how wrong! The refrain "Where it has been seen, where it has been heard" continues to steer until the very end.

I come out of the shower and, amazed, I stop. Lina is naked. Completely! The chiseled figure, not a single gram of superfluous, is utterly harmonious and seductive!
- Is that so? Does this mean that some of us sometimes get naked, not before, but after sex?
- Well, yes, that’s really necessary! - Sly replies Lina. It turns out she was shaking off her dress from stuck poplar fluff. “Now help me get dressed, I like it when a man dresses me.”
- Do not undress, and dress? - I clarify.
- Exactly!

Perhaps, I will not describe how I dressed her, fastened something, tied up something, using additional opportunities to caress the hidden from me. By the reaction of Lina, I realized that in this area I was still a stupid person. It would be necessary to practice, however ...

Well, about the final surprise, let Lina herself tell. “Chronicles of a Meeting”, part 3, “Aftertaste”.

3. "Aftertaste" (His term). I would call “So what?”
I am writing hotly so as not to blur the thought. What was it? I see a meeting of two enthusiastic collectors. He collects Women, considers them (IMHO), I am emotions, feelings, opportunities of Soul and Body. There has been a mutually acceptable replenishment of the collections of each of us. I became the 135th in His notebook (about which I made the recording myself), He became the first professional Don Juan (see the book) in my column “Sometimes Taakoe!” And another plus in the “I had this” column.

I will try to be even more concise than Lina in this fragment. Actually, my “Aftertaste” can be put into cues that we exchanged, already standing on the threshold of the room, getting ready to leave it.
- Lina, I feel like a hungry man, who was put on a richly laid table, gave me a spoonful of salad and a sip of wine, and at that the dinner was considered complete. I still feel great sexual hunger for you and again madly lust for you.
- Me too, but it should be so, DD! This is the gusto: do not gorge on the heap, but taste and feel the taste.

P. S. from DD. Halfway to the subway there was a shop where Lina wished to stay and continue the successfully started day with a no less pleasant shopping. Cheat, she didn’t want to put her lips on parting, but I still managed to smack her tight lips and advised me to wear sunglasses on the street, otherwise her radiant look of a contented woman and aura of underwear under her dress will gather a string of fans to hang out with her right up to the house, which her husband probably wouldn't like very much. And when I reached the subway, I found that I had forgotten my mobile phone in the room, I had to return. The most extreme case when a super-organized DD forgets something! And already following the second time to the subway, I saw on the door of the store Lina animatedly talking on the phone. Without interrupting the conversation, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, I pointed my finger at the phone in the breast pocket of my shirt, supposedly forgot, had to come back, she nodded, smiled at me, I smiled in response and went on.

Illumbered so far with this kind smile on a beautiful face, I will put, perhaps, the long-awaited point in the story and tell the readers how it is, forgive the author of his mistake!

P. S. from Lina. I give him these fragments together with my orgasms and the real name, without doubting the rationality and decency of how He will manage this file. Will there be more encounters and sex? Perhaps ... if ... although ... we will see ...

He writes tasty, smells good. It is tasty!