In the morning I went to the local Pal Palych, here he was only 26 years old, and in my world - 66. So he is still ahead, but under his eyes I just “light up” him just in case. To not forget about me and called when the contact will be again. Three weeks? - well, we will stay here again, especially since Mommy asked to see the written off letter. typewriter. Maybe it will be possible to repair, and then her “Moscow” has long been breathing its last. Well, okay, I'll do it, at the same time mommy and “thank” my son.

But logically - is there a connection between the repair of a written-off typewriter and the seduction of a beloved teacher? Logically, there seems to be no, but in life there are such situations - you will rock!
It turned out that the machine has long been at our home in the pantry. A cool machine - "Robotron" from the GDR. The mechanic at Mommy at work looked, twirled her and spat, I had to write off, well, Maman, like any woman prone to Homyachism, asked the driver's chef to bring her to our home. I looked at it, I spent the whole evening, I suffered with the translation of the repair manual and I realized that it was practically nonsense. There are two such spring-loaded tapes inside, you won’t understand right away, but one burst and the carriage didn’t move, inserting our locksmith into a stupor. I replaced these tapes, taking out the spare parts from the box, and finally sorting out, I realized that “Robotron” is a thing!

A soft, quiet move, adjustable punch, and the beauty of the font is just super! My maman, seeing the next day this miracle after my repair, asked me to reprint the waiting lists of our office. The fact is that next year a new five-storey building should be delivered to four entrances. Here I literally knocked - I remembered!
Putting the lists in the morning in the portfolio, I quickly went to school. Of course, the beginning of July, the school is almost empty, only two painters tint, suggesting marafet on the facade. But I was firmly convinced that my favorite beauty teacher, Irina Gennadyevna, who taught us German, should definitely be in school. Logically! The fact is that her office was three times the size of her room in the family, and even the son of a young fifth-grader is constantly pushed under his feet, and in the evening the husband will arrive - romantics are full pants! Neither sit down nor relax, and it seems to her that full-fledged sex is only a dream! You know, three of us live in these tiny squares!

For the relationship between the teacher and the student, we had quite good contacts and good attitude towards me - I studied well, and German simply loved and always donated to the top five. Although she might be a little bit “tense” to me, she led our school drama club, and I was almost a leader there. “Irene”, as we called it in our circle of almost artists, enjoyed working on performances, with a light hand of Nikita Sergeevich it was even prestigious! Therefore, the relationship between members of our drama club and Irene was softer and even warmer. After the performances, I constantly praised her direction and impudently kissed her with both hands, sometimes clearly arousing her, judging by the red spots on her cheeks. And now, entering the office, I put on the table in front of her Polish perfume "Maybe", two bottles, they are so small, finger, her favorite. Accidentally bought from Polish tourists. And when she began to give thanks, he took her left tender hand and began to gently kiss the fingers and palm, not letting go of his hand. As always, she became so embarrassed and charmingly blushed:

- Sasha-Sasha, what a scoundrel you are! - She cooed softly, stroking my hair. You always confuse me and even excite me. Tell me how many girls you seduced. Oh, don't kiss like that! - I gently kissed her cheek and ear. What are you gentle and attentive, my favorite student!
- And you are my favorite teacher and favorite woman, Irina Gennadievna. But how can you not fall in love with you? It is impossible! By the way, in order to prove my attention and my love, since you are so skeptical, I will now show you an amazing surprise! You have five hot, very hot kisses - I looked into her surprised eyes very seriously, holding her hot fingers in my hand.
- Sasha, dear, are you serious? Are you kidding me? For some reason my heart sank, - she, too, became serious and carefully looked at me, realizing that now I am not joking.

- Well, Irina! - she was stunned and did not pay attention to my reservation. First thing, then kisses. And close the door on the bolt, a completely secret matter.
The lock clicked, Irina, suddenly a little pale and brushing away a tear, suddenly went to the window and began to look into the courtyard, apparently hiding tears. She whispered: “You alone think and care for me, Sasha! You will give stockings, then flowers, then a small alarm clock, then a book, and now here is a perfume. ” I hugged her from behind and tightly pressed to me, and my "rebelling" member immediately stood up and pressed against her soft round bottom. Oh, what is her ass, how she played, stretching the skin of a narrow skirt, how she embarrassed the minds of our guys when she walked along the school corridor or rehearsed with us in the drama club. I gently pressed her large breasts, I gently kissed her neck and pink ear, and then in the voice of Snake, who had seduced Eve, quietly, but clearly and distinctly whispered at the ear of the beautiful teacher who was burning from my kisses:
- The question! And what will the gorgeous beauty Irina do to someone who can suddenly punch an apartment in her new house? Two rooms will suit you, beauty-Madame?

She abruptly turned to me and, putting her hot hands on my shoulders, suddenly turning pale even more, said in a hoarse voice, “Everything in the world I can do! I have lived in this horror for eight years. The son is already twelve, but he cannot invite friends. I cannot normally live with my husband ... ”- she was embarrassed and fell silent, looking into my eyes with hope.

I gently and quickly kissed her quivering, puffy lips, I summed up “Pretty Woman” under my elbow, as I now called her mentally, to the table and took a draft of the waiting list out of my briefcase. Opening the list, I put it on the table, Irina sat down next to me, holding her silk skirt up so that my beautiful legs opened up to my eyes almost to the cuffs of the stockings. Well, please, the third entrance, a clean line number 12. I turned the list to her and, giving her mother's pen (for some ink, we read detective stories!), Asked to fill in the data on her husband who worked in my mother's PMK-111. She frowned, began to fill in the data, and I, casually, put my hand on her leg near the hem of the skirt, slightly moving my fingers up. Gentle slippery cool nylon, and then the hot skin of her wonderful legs - my fingers just burned! The beauty sitting next to me didn’t pay attention, filling in the columns, or thanked me in this way, especially as she spread her legs a little, giving me the opportunity to enjoy. Already my heart began to pound - I was so pleased!

Taking the lists, I got up and put them in my briefcase. Then, hugging her tightly, I quietly whispered into her sweet ear that was burning with fire:

- Now just wish me luck! Three times! - and dug into her full lips, opened to meet me.
Her hot hands hugged me, her wonderful lips and tongue gave me such sweetness that I almost went crazy with lust. How I wished for this lovely beauty, my favorite teacher, the night dream of all the guys in our school. Slightly pulling back, I thrust my hand and began gently kneading her large soft breasts. And she also undid a couple of buttons of her blouse. Feeling the silk of her bra, I just took off and soared, afraid only to finish in panties. But our lips parted - the air was over.Breathing noisily, she stroked my shoulders and head, then, drawing in the air, whispered hopefully:
- Sasha, is it really possible? Are you not fooling me? In my position and grab hold of a straw - get an apartment, can you imagine? It will turn out - I am your eternal owe, Sasha!

Feeling that her caresses and kisses, I soon would just explode, I lowered my hands on her cool ass and began to knead her soft full buttocks with force, getting incredible pleasure. Then, just ...