that she wasted no time. Not only did she change her clothes, instead of a simple dressing gown, she now adorned a silk dark red robe with Japanese motifs, held only by a thin silk band, but there was also a small table with wine glasses, empty plates and even candles. Passing through the apartment, I said to myself that nowhere can be seen their joint photos, with that man. The fact that there is no ring on the finger, I noticed even when we were drinking on the balcony. So the essence of their relationship remained a mystery to me, and by and large it did not matter. From the very beginning of communication, we, without saying a word, did not touch on this topic, which means that we will not be in the future.

Hope stopped at the table and bent slightly, putting fruit on cooked plates. For a moment, lingering behind her, I managed to notice that she also changed her underwear. The lightly heaving floors of the dressing gown showed me dark red, almost black lace. For a moment I even felt embarrassed for my shorts and stretched T-shirt. However, there was nothing else in my wardrobe.

A table stood near a large sofa. Having walked around it, I sat down on one side and, taking the bottle extended to me, filled the glasses. Hope sat next. The slippery dressing-gown floor treacherously jumped off one leg, exposing it almost to the very lace, but the girl just shot me a look and, after making sure that this did not pass by my attention, did not correct it, but reached out and took the glass. Gently clinging nuts, we took a sip, after which Hope tore off a grape and threw it into her mouth.

“Mmm,” she said only, “so much better!”

- Much! - I looked at her, and we laughed again.

This finally defused the situation, giving rise to a "romantic" evening.

- Oh! - she suddenly realized herself, - I promised more cheese.

She abruptly rose and disappeared into the kitchen.

Following her gaze, I sprawled on the couch and took a few more sips. The wine was pleasantly relaxing, but the fact that the time was already approaching in the evening and the residents of the area were gradually returning home almost leveled this pleasant moment. The tension in the groin steadily increased and my excited consciousness, only contributed to this, triggering an uncontrolled chain reaction. Taking advantage of the lack of Hope, I closed my eyes and tried to sense the consciousnesses around me. Acting on the lead, I reassured each other especially bright points that were in dangerous proximity. Having finished with them, I took another sip and again tried to relax.

After a couple of moments, Hope returned. She carried in her hands a flat plate with sliced ​​cheese.Placing her on the table, she bent down, making the dressing gown gate slightly move down, opening her neat breasts hidden by the same maroon lace.

“Good ...”, I could only think.

Having finished serving, Nadezhda sat down again on the sofa, this time right next to me. I smelled her perfume, which made my head spin. Once again we spilled the wine in glasses, we drank and continued our conversation. None of us tried to force things, although everyone understood how this would end up. We just enjoyed the easy flirting and easy communication. So, gradually, we sentenced one bottle and split one more.

- Something gets stuffy, let's go to the balcony! - suddenly said Nadia, and rose sharply.

Despite the wide open windows, it was really stuffy in the room. Taking a glass with us, we went to the balcony. The girl leaned on the windowsill and looked out into the yard. Glancing at her slightly bulging ass, I smiled and, putting the glass to the side, came closer.

- Did you like it in the morning? - I asked quietly and gently put my hands on her waist.

“Well ... it was unusual and exciting,” she leaned back slightly and leaned against me slightly.

- I would say even very exciting ...

My hands slid along the smooth fabric of the silk dressing gown down almost to its very end, and lightly touching the velvet skin of her hips, they also slowly went up. Without stopping for a second, they switched to her tummy, and rose almost to the very chest. Nadia sighed softly and straightened, leaning her back against me. She brought the glass to her lips and took a small sip.

“Beautiful evening ...” she said softly.

Gently squeezing her in my arms, I leaned closer to her, and bending down a bit, I touched her neck with my lips. The girl took a deep breath, and I felt her literally tremble in my hands from pent-up excitement. Trying to control herself, she took another sip. My fingers found a small bundle of a belt, and slowly untied it. The floors of the dressing gown dispersed, and now a nervous shiver of anticipation ran through me. She still had her back to me, and while I had not yet seen all the magnificence of waiting for me, but I knew that it was there.

Nadya took one last sip and, putting her glass on the window-sill, slowly turned around. The pale skin of her body literally glowed through a narrow strip between the floors of her robe, no longer held back by the belt. She raised her arms, causing the floors to separate even more, allowing me to momentarily enjoy her seductively beautiful lingerie, and the next moment, she hugged my neck and pulled me to her. I felt her breasts, laced together with laces, buried in my chest, and our lips merged into a kiss. First, fleeting, then longer, and finally insanely sweet. My hands penetrated under the dressing gown, sliding on the velvet soft skin and even more pressing it to me. One hand went lower and squeezed her butt passionately. Nadia noisily breathed into my mouth, and for a moment, pulling away, looked at me with shiny, misty eyes, and pushed me slightly into the chest:

“To the room ...” she said with her lips alone.

I obeyed. As soon as we passed through the doorway, we again found ourselves in each other’s arms. Already near the sofa, she grabbed the edges of my T-shirt and pulled it up. Helping the girl, I raised my hands, and in one motion she pulled her off, after which she also gently pushed me in the chest, forcing the net. She liked to lead the process, but I had nothing against it. Flopping on the sofa, I once again looked at her. She smoothly shrugged her shoulders and took off her robe, and deliberately slowly so that I could examine her, sat down right on me. Having touched her back with my hands, I pressed the girl to me with my lips pressed against the hollow between her breasts. The heat of her body is burning consciousness. Having caught the bra clasp with my fingers, I unfastened it and, throwing off the straps from the thin shoulders, exposed its sharp breasts. The nipples were filled and now dark beads adorned her elastic knolls.With the enthusiasm of pulling one of them into my mouth, I finally heard her first soft moan, involuntarily breaking from slightly parted lips. Patience instantly exhausted. Like crazy we snapped at each other, squeezing in our arms and covering every inch of our bodies with kisses.

Squeezing her buttocks, I slightly pulled over, forcing him to rise. Now I could kiss her flat tummy, and she, running her hands through my hair, pressed me closer to me. Having gone down even lower, I touched the lips of the tight laces of her panties, and then her shameless sponges tightened by a thin cloth of underwear, which already managed to get enough of her juices. Her scent drove me crazy. Going lower still, I squeezed between her slender legs and, once on the floor, turned. Now Hope had a back to me. She correctly understood my maneuver, and as I approached, she bent slightly in the back, pushing her ass forward. Squeezing her, I began kissing passionately, squeezing and caressing her delicate skin, and soon the lace edges of her panties rolled into a thin strip between her elastic buttocks. Having hooked it with my finger, I slightly pulled, watching with pleasure as the matter tightens its crotch even more tightly. Nadya groaned, making it clear that she wanted more. Not forcing ... Read more →