Samir ran down the university alley, trying to catch up with friends. They always walked to the subway together, a noisy company of classmates, but today he had to linger a little. Running half the way, he finally noticed them from afar. The guys stood in a semicircle and talked to some woman.

Slowing down and looking closer, Samir noted that the stranger was young and pretty. From under the light short raincoat, intercepted at the waist with a belt, slender and gentle legs with high heels peered out. Big dark glasses hid her face from the spring sun and prying eyes. The kids, jokingly, called such ladies “Khalashki”, which translated from Baku dialect meant “aunt”. It is still a young woman, but not the same age, but a little older.

Samir was slowly approaching her friends, staring at Khalashka’s feet, since she could not see it. Standing with a half-side to him, she told the children something and showed them some booklets. Having come up with them and having greeted, Samir tried to understand what was going on when he noticed that through the section of the cloak and shirt there was a stunning view of the hollow of her chest.

- So ... If it will be interesting, send your details to me by mail. It is necessary to have a photo, information about you, date of birth, at which faculty you study, well, and so on. - Khalashka handed out business cards to the children and, smiling at parting, left.

- What did she want? - Samir asked, referring to one of his friends.

- And FIG know, an English teacher, some college in England advertised. Type of study at the expense of either the university, or the state, if the exam on the language you get a high score. - answered that. - Offers lessons for free if you submit documents there. Razvodilovo probably ...

- Maybe her percentage falls for each student? - suggested another. - Come on, it's empty, tell me, did you see her breasts?

The guys laughed, because not only Samir, but everyone else drew attention to the teacher's delicious forms.

- I really could not tear my eyes. And she rubs something about college there ...

- Have you seen her legs? Was she wearing a skirt or was she wearing a raincoat on her naked body? ...

- With such a teacher I would not be English, I would have learned Japanese! ...

Continuing to laugh and vying to discuss the stranger, a noisy company hid in the subway.

***

When he reached home, Samir made sure that his mother was still at work, and having had a quick snack on meatballs, carefully left for him in the kitchen, sat down at the computer. Opening his favorite porn site and typing “milf” in the search bar, Samir stared at the screen where the photos of the hulasheks appeared.

One was bent over and shamelessly showing off the ass from under the kicked skirt. Another, sitting on her knees, held in her mouth a huge penis and frightened looking at the frame. The third bent on all fours, impaled on two sides on the black members. Fourth happily and selflessly fucked herself with an artificial dick of impressive size.

Thumbing through the pages, Samir caught himself thinking that he was trying to find among them a woman who looked like a stranger today. Her legs and chest were still spinning in his head, which she so seductively flaunted. Just like these hulashki from the Internet ...

He pulled a business card out of his pocket. Lala khanum The phone number was not, only the name and email address. Interestingly, this teacher is married? Most likely not, a married woman would not dress like that defiantly. So unmarried ... And what if she falls in love with him and wants to sleep with him? Like that music teacher from an old French film he recently watched.

Samir finished the first course of the university.Despite the fact that the Faculty of Mathematics and Mechanics, where he studied, had nothing to do with botany, it was this name that best characterized our hero. Like any self-respecting nerd, Samir was a diligent student. Unfortunately, good performance, did not help in communicating with the opposite sex, and Samir remained a virgin.

Finding finally interested in his video and wind off the introduction, he began to watch from the middle. On the screen, a smart little boy furiously worn a young Latina in a knee-elbow pose or, more simply, with cancer. Samir vividly imagined that it was - Lala khanum is on all fours, and he enters it from behind. The hand jerked as usual on the penis and in a couple of minutes he finished.

“May still send her a resume ...” he thought, catching his breath. In the end, he had nothing to lose. No money to pay. He knew the language, and quite well. Yes, and my mother has always been in favor of continuing his education abroad. True, they did not have the means for it ... And here is such a chance!

Samir reached for the phone to consult with his mother, however, glancing at the screen, where photographs of naked bodies were still full, he changed his mind. Mom will definitely want to go with him to this Lale Khanum to find out everything about college. And only disgrace him, exposing mama's boy. No, this time, he will act as an adult and find out everything himself ...

Opening the mail, he began to compose a letter, periodically checking with the online translator.

***

The couple lay in bed, and Eldar proudly showed Eike photos of students. His eyes shone with happiness, because his wife was the embodiment of his most cherished desires - seksvayf - a walking wife. And he is her faithful cuckold husband. Everything happened by mutual consent and the young wife not only accepted this role, but also made significant progress, making Eldar's heart filled with special tenderness and love for her.

In addition to love, this relationship gave the spouses a strong sexual charge. Hayka received all the men she wanted, and this desire for sex in her grew steadily. Eldar, in turn, constantly had such an erection, which he could have dreamed of in his far from young age. Even now, with a broken leg and in a cast, he managed to masturbate his days away.

A few minutes ago, the couple experienced another “family” orgasm. She is from his oral sex, and he is masturbating to the details of her story about yesterday's visit to a nightclub.

Having relaxed, they lay nearby and selected a candidate for another adventure.

- This one is not very good, it seems to me ... and this one you like, like sports ... - Eldar opened one of the profiles.

- Wait, I'll see. - Ike turned to her laptop. - No, it looks like a moron ... And this one ... And this mark-up schoolboy of some kind. Do you want to put me in jail for the corruption of minors?

- What are you, honey ... Nobody asks you to meet with schoolchildren! - Eldar hastily removed this profile and began to flip through the others. - How did he even get here? ... There are a lot of others here! Normal, adult guys ... Here, look what - it's time for the army! And this is no lechery ... If a guy is eighteen, and he wants a woman, that he should go to the monks?

- Well, let him meet with his peers, how many girls there were! - Ike did not let up. - You must understand, I'm not interested in fucking with suckers!

- So do not have to fuck. - Eldar said gently and took his wife by the hand. - Just a little exhibitionism and all ...

- Was it with Hakan yesterday, it was not exhibitionism? - she spoke about yesterday's Turk.

- In terms of?

- Well, you spied on us through the camera?

- In the end, I am your husband and I have the right to follow everything that happens in the house! - Eldar smiled broadly, theatrically knocking his fist on the sheet.

- Ha ha! - laughed Ike and shook her head. - And as soon as such a strict husband has such a naughty wife?

- Well, look. - feeling the ground under their feet, Eldar turned to a serious tone. - Here you are when you dress beautifully and go out for a walk in the city ... Do you like men watching you?

- Like.But when normal men, not shkolota ...

- True, true ... But it’s not necessarily always sex ends. You ...