Hello dear readers of my first story in life ... I apologize in advance if my story seems too depraved or indecent ... But I am so overwhelmed with emotions and mixed feelings after what happened to me, I just need someone to speak out, to share the fact that now for all my life I will remain with me and will never allow me to be the same again ... I want to tell you about the most unusual combination of feelings in my life, namely, such as passion, lust, fear, unbridledness and terrible shame ka to aftertaste. But no matter how hard I tried to be brave and to distance myself from this story - in my heart, and maybe not only in my soul, I will always dream that she would repeat with me and my husband ... And not only that.

But let's get everything in order.
To begin with, I would like to say that I am very pleased to meet you, my name is Elena, although for you I am just Lena. I consider myself a successful beautiful girl in the prime of her age. I must admit that I have always been popular with men and have already got used to catching on men’s looks and almost didn’t pay attention to them, but what to hide, I always perceived them as a compliment of my grooming and recognition of my beauty. But the main praise for me - I consider the beast of prey of my beloved husband Slava, whom he looks at me when he wants to possess me ... I myself consider myself a beautiful girl with a beautiful toned body, an elastic beautiful booty on which tight leggings look very good and erotic panties. My breasts, oooh, this is a separate conversation, she has always been the envy of my friends, especially after extremely successful plastics. Well, I’m all about myself and about myself ... I’m not very eager to move on to the history itself, because to confess, even now when I start to remember it, I start to wind up a little ... So what am I talking about ..

So, my husband Glory is a successful businessman, I always liked how he does business and for me he is an example and the indisputable leader in the family. Our family lives quite well and for all this I have to thank him ... I will not go into details of his occupation, but it doesn’t matter, I honestly and myself only superficially know what he does, I only know that things are going well and he is my fellow! Quite often we intersect with his colleagues and partners - they are frequent guests with us and I always treated them with respect, and they behaved themselves gallantly towards me.

As soon as he came home, Slava began to tell me about some kind of successful contract with the Turks, who should soon fly to our city for personal acquaintance, and if everything goes well, then sign the contract! As always, I was glad, wished him success in this and successfully forgot about it. And now, a couple of weeks later, Slava said that tomorrow guests from Turkey would fly in about whom he told me and that he would be busy with them all day with partners, and they should fly away at night if everything goes well ... Maybe in the evening he will need my help, so he asked me to be in touch and go to a beauty salon so that when I met I was at my best ... I was a little embarrassed by this wording, but when my husband asks me to help, I never refuse him, the more I he is confident in it and I know that he will never give me any offense. And so my husband left, and I ran to my favorite salon in which everyone knew me to bring a marafet ... The set of procedures was standard - hair, nails, legs and of course my favorite chocolate wrap and oil massage, which did everything to me time is the same masseuse. He obviously had a talent, usually during his massage I was disconnected from relaxation and when I woke up, I always felt light and in good shape ...

My skin became incredibly tender after these procedures ...He had magic hands and confessed a couple of times in my fantasies that various obscenities were heard with regards to this massage therapist, especially those minutes when I turned off, I imagined different things and did not rule out that at those times he allowed himself more than a massage ... But I am a girl I left decent and fantasy data at the level of fiction ... And so my procedures were completed, the specialists of the salon brought me to an excellent shape, I felt vigorously and confidently! Now the task was, what should I wear? Since the husband did not tell me in what format the help would be, I decided to choose something universal, believing that a beautiful wife should always be beautiful, especially my appearance can play a significant role in the conclusion of the contract. I knew very well what impression I made on men.

Having opened my drawers and wardrobes with clothes, I decided to start by choosing a beautiful linen! After all, so as not to be dressed top-lingerie should always be luxurious. I took off all my clothes, threw the mountain of my clothes on the bed and started trying on one set after another ... I looked at myself in the mirror and I must admit that I really liked what I saw in it! I decided to opt for naughty lace panties, which in fact covered little and looked very sexy ... You can say on the verge. With these panties, a light black transparent bra looked very good, which ideally sat on my beautiful chest and very favorably emphasized its size and shape ... I must admit, I was inspired by the fact that I would be in such beautiful underwear among my husband's partners and strangers. .. I liked that only he would know about it ... I decided that this set would have looked good on stockings on garters but was already afraid to overdo it and decided to ask Glory about it ... I took a photo of myself in all its glory and sent him adding a signature : Today, under my clothes will only is the favorite, if you want, can wear stockings!

Glory was laconic - “Wear stockings and in an hour we will pick you up, although I don’t understand why you dressed as an elite prostitute ...”
I was even a little bit excited by such a comparison, since in our bed games we played with him in similar games ..
I quickly put on fishnet stockings and a garter belt, quickly ran into myself in the mirror with the thought - It really looks like ..
I decided to wear a black dress with a cutout on the chest and as an accessory, a pearl necklace presented by my husband. According to the shoes, there was no question — they were definitely varnished high-heeled shoes! Having put myself in order, I read a text message from my husband that they had gone and went downstairs ... Downstairs stood the SUV of her husband's partner, Cyril. My husband met me at the entrance and briefly explained to what plan help was required of me ..

- Honey, now everything is going fine, the Turks are almost ours, tomorrow we will sign a contract, and today we will go to the bathhouse - I don’t want to spoil everything and invite third-party people, so I’ll ask you to take care of the table, join me and send you by taxi the more they really wanted to meet you.
- Honey of course, do not worry, I'll do everything as you want! Then I could not even guess what I was talking about ... From his voice, I realized that he had already drunk, but that did not bother me.
I sat in the backseat of the car, and my husband sat forward ... Next to me were two Turks, Edem and Thacker, who greeted me very gallantly and began to groan and try to speak with me, although I did not understand much in their language, but effectively smile to them - it did not bother me.

We stopped near the building of the bath and the whole noisy company fell into it, there we were waited by another Turk named Pars and partner husband Sergey. I was surprised that their wives were not, because we usually met with families, and here I was alone with a bunch of men ... The Turk named Pars clearly did not understand who I was and brazenly approached me and touching my cheek with an accent, said something like “Good! When the other girls come up? ”I threw off his hand and it’s good that Sergey was there - he began to explain that I was the wife of GloryAbout Pars began to apologize and talk a lot. Well that my husband did not hear! Pars going aside asked Glory
- Why is your wife here? We were waiting for girls ...
- She will help ...