They were sitting at a table in an expensive restaurant, it was getting dark outside the window. The summer sun, after a hot day, has already disappeared somewhere behind the houses. Natasha was surprised to look at the brochures of expensive yachts laid out in front of her and completely forgot about food. A respectable man sitting in front of her, in a pleasant velvety voice, told Natasha about his proposal:

- I know that you are not free girl, you have a boyfriend, you have been together for a long time and I respect your union very much. But, dear, think of that kaleidoscope of emotions that you can get by going with us on a trip on a yacht! You must tell him about it and he will surely understand you and let you go if he loves!

Natasha, a slender brunette of 24 years old with long curly hair, continued to carefully consider every word of Oleg, echoing loudly in her head. She was wearing a long blue evening dress with a very spicy neckline, so Oleg could not help but notice how her magnificent breasts slowly heaved from all experiences. It should be noted that despite their exceptionally long-standing friendly relations, she always tried to please Oleg and his friends. She loved men, and for men she was always the desired fruit and the fruit of their fantasies, and she really had something to dream about: a girl of medium height, with slender legs, but with outstanding hips and juicy sirloin, a third-size breast, a rounded beautiful face languid, intelligent, expressive eyes.

For two and a half years she had been in a relationship with Andrew, and sometimes she herself was afraid to admit that the crisis that began in her heart and soul regarding this relationship will never end. No, she loved Andrew, she did a lot for their couple, lately they often talked about a possible family, about children. Natasha liked these conversations, it coincided with what her character demanded, but he also demanded something else, and she still could not understand what exactly, and perhaps was simply afraid to admit to herself. She once again allowed Oleg to invite her on a date, this very clever and beautiful 48-year-old man, once again she wrote to Andrew that she would have dinner with Oleg, knowing that this news again hurts her boyfriend’s heart, but refuse Oleg she did not want. And here she is sitting in front of a man, in which she finds many interesting qualities that Andrei is so lacking, and continues to listen with astonished interest to his proposal for a weekly rest on a yacht in the Mediterranean in the company of Oleg and his two best friends:

- Better we take this yacht, there is a huge bedroom on it, which will be exclusively yours, Natasha, there is a bar counter and a jacuzzi on the upper deck, I think this yacht is ideal for relaxing!

- Hm ... What is she beautiful and huge ... And there are photos of that bedroom, about which you spoke?

- Yes, here on this page it is just that, look how spacious, made in the ancient Greek style, the floor is covered with marble, well, and the bed ... one of the highest I have seen!

Natasha smiled and said:

- I have to literally jump on it! But I really like it, it is huge!

- Also, in your bedroom there is a separate shower, a bath and even a sofa with two chairs, you will feel like a goddess!

Natasha was fascinated by the photos of the yacht, on the decks. She saw a jacuzzi, a bar counter, a cinema inside, a living room, and bedrooms for her companions. She asked:

“Who are your friends?” I already intersected with them?

- You definitely saw with Victor, remember in the theater he approached us?

- So bald? Oh yeah, I remember, then he goes with us?

- Yes, but you don’t know the second one, but he knows you, I showed him many of your photos, and he really wants to make friends with you, although the age difference between you is even more dramatic than we do with you ...

Oleg smiled sadly, but Natasha said:

- I'm 24, and he ...?

— 55.

- He must be an interesting man?

- Yes, I will certainly introduce you to Dmitry, he knows a lot about you.

Natasha's breasts continued to slowly rise from all the excitement that she felt from what was happening. Thoughts randomly spinning in her head and as a result did not create any holistic picture of what is happening. Oleg admired this girl and noted with satisfaction that his idea, which he had been preparing for filing for so long, seemed to be positively accepted, despite its obvious ambiguity. But one more problem remained - Andrei. Oleg understood that demanding that Natasha immediately hold a dialogue with Andrey would be wrong, she must first sort everything out in her head.

They put off the brochures of the yachts, stopping at the 55-meter-high Athena and set about to eat. Slowly savoring the dishes served, they crossed eyes and smiled slightly at each other, as if to say: “Great idea, beautiful yacht, it will be interesting.” Oleg didn’t overlook Natasha’s neckline, imagining how graceful this girl would look on a yacht, noting that she can look equally sexy in a swimsuit and in such a dress. Then they drank to the idea and smiled at each other very nicely, Oleg paid for a terrific dinner and politely put his arm around Natasha for the waist and led her to the exit. They all smiled, they looked like a couple, although, perhaps, at that time they, even if fleetingly, were her. They jumped into the car and in half an hour in night Moscow reached the house of Natasha, where she lived with Andrey. She did not hurry to leave the car. In the light flowing into the car from the street, Oleg looked at Natasha, sitting next to her, so beautiful and desirable.

The light fell beautifully on her face and neck, her eyes in this twilight looking gratefully at him. Under the deaf sound of the engine, she thanked Oleg for a wonderful evening and a wonderful offer, said she would definitely think about him and think about how to present this idea to Andrey. Oleg, in turn, thanked Natasha for the fact that she allowed herself to be invited to another meeting, did not refuse to listen to his proposal, and also gave her a lot of compliments about her immaculate appearance and all the pleasant sincere and heartfelt experiences that she experiences during any communication with her. They, as usual at the end of their dates, gently joined hands and their faces came close ... Then he gently kissed her on the cheek, but this time much closer to her cherished lips than usual. Natasha responded with her kiss on Oleg's perfectly shaved cheek, and, as he thought, she was also closer to her lips this time. Then she grabbed the clutch and elegantly walked out of the Mercedes. In the headlights, she walked toward the doorway, swaying in her heels. Oleg, without blinking, looked at how her hips swayed in this magnificent blue dress and how beautifully her ass was given back. His hair, gathered in a bun, revealed his neck to his eyes.

How many thoughts, feelings and desires were spinning in his head about this young busy girl. He felt almost like a winner, he lied when he said that he respects Natasha’s union with Andrei. No, he needs Natasha, he cares so much for this skater brunette, he builds their relationship so much, he thinks so much about every little thing, every detail. He knows how to secure her location and how to take her away from Andrew on the yacht. Yes, one cannot afford to pull such a smart yacht to him, one cannot do without friends here, but the main thing is that Natasha will be with him. She will be the prize for everything. With these thoughts, he slowly moved off and blinked Natasha's headlights for goodbye, and she, opening the door of the porch, smiling, waved her hand nicely at him and disappeared.

To be continued.