- Light, cook us something for breakfast. - Though gently, but I ordered, trying not to allow pleading notes into the voice.

- Of course, what do you want? - Immediately stood up on elbows Svetlana, willingly looking into my eyes. Either she didn’t notice that I’m ordering, or I took it for granted, as I’ve already noticed, there could be anything with this woman.

- I do not know, decide for yourself. And bring my phone. - I decided to check out, slightly changing the tone, it is certainly impossible not to notice. She immediately slipped out from under the blanket, glittering with charms, threw on a robe, purposefully left. Everything was clear, I took it for granted, it could be very good news if it happened later, and not so soon, now it is more alarming. She returned quickly, gave my cell phone and, happy, flew off to the kitchen to rattle the dishes.

Once again I stretched, yawned at last and sat down. Morning riser made itself felt, but I squeezed the penis a little, putting it. It is tempting to spend this weekend with Svetlana in bed, and she will not mind, but, first of all, you need to think with your head. And my head tells me several things at once that I need to do urgently, and now I can have sex at any time of the day or night. Based on the terms of the agreement, I will not return anything to “mommy”, given her story, she does not know the price of money, and the entire considerable state will go through her fingers into the sand faster than I can blink. Yes, I have finances in more security, I’m sure I can manage them much more rationally and with benefits. Yes, everything went very well, sound grounds, good motives, and my greedy greed, as it were, not in the business.

I was not interested in anything like this before, so I rummaged around on sites, looking for the best option. After half an hour of viewing the ads, I found the most suitable offer, signed up for the site at noon and went to the shower. He entered the kitchen almost completely satisfied with life, found two cups of omelet on honey on the table, thought for a second. Svetlana was watching me closely, and she couldn’t refuse this, she noticed that I often take this dish in one of the cafes at the university. They sat down, broke off a piece and began to chew, Svetlana watched me without touching the food.

- Delicious. - I praised her, in response to my words, she smiled happily and also started the meal.

- Okay, eat up, shower and get dressed, let's go on business. - Finished with his portion, poured tea, myself and her.

- What kind? - She was surprised, gratefully taking the cup.

- Let's go to the gynecologist, I have already recorded you at the reception.

- What for? I'm all good. - The woman was embarrassed and reddened a little.

- I do not doubt for another reason. You go to the reception, you pass the tests, let the doctor prescribe you contraceptives. - I said judiciously.

- What for? In any pharmacy you can buy. - Somehow uncertainly objected beautiful.

- It is possible, but let the doctor write out the ones that are suitable for you, they, you know, are different. - I’m instructively raised my finger to the ceiling with intonation, showing that I have no desire to listen to any more objections.

- Well, as you say, now, only wash the dishes. - Svetlana agreed and stood up, stretching her hand to my empty plate.

- Go to the shower, I'll wash it myself. - I waved it away and she left, giving a short glance at last.

The habit of washing the dishes has already ingrained on a subconscious level, my mother tried. I realized my mistake when I put the second plate on the stand for drying, okay, okay, I'm not a petty tyrant. The time while Svetlana put herself in order and was preparing to leave, spent looking at her own room through binoculars. Appreciated this observant position, is located very well, almost the entire room is visible, except for one corner.When I finished smoking and was going, it was back, I noticed how the door opened. Mom entered the room, interestedly took out the last cigarette, put an empty pack in his pocket. Mom started to get out, picking up items from the table and rubbing dust under them, when she decided that nothing interesting, opened the cupboard in a business-like manner, and began to romp suspiciously for a long time in it.

At first, I did not understand what she was doing; there should not be dust there. Perplexed, she watched as she lifts and lowers things, rags the shelf with underwear, and when she began methodically twisting the pockets of jeans and sweatshirts, again to adjust, it dawned on me. He frowned and bit the filter, something new, definitely. It became more interesting to watch, following the cupboard, retractable shelves of the table, a shelf for books were subjected to careful inspection. I can not believe that the word "cleaning" can be understood as scrolling through books, shaking them above the floor, even looking behind the books themselves, suddenly there is something there. Do not really understand what she is looking for so diligently? She finished with the shelf, put everything in its place, as it was, very quickly and from the first time, obviously not for the first time having so much fun. She got up busily in the center of the room, looked around, suddenly went down on all fours and looked under the bed, then lifted the mattress, there too she looked. Here are those on, the news is so news, I even choked with indignation when she brushed the sweat off her forehead and busily sat down at my desk, pulled the laptop to her, opened it.

I never put a password on a computer, I don’t have much to hide, and even that wasn’t the thought that Mom, when I wasn’t, was digging through my files, looking for something incomprehensible. The door behind her opened, she twitched, but seeing her father, calmed down. So-so-so, are they really so keen on a couple of my affairs? Glory to the rubble, my father did not disappoint me, spoke something with a very dissatisfied and stern look, my mother only dismissed her with irritation. In response, the parent approached her, took her by the shoulders, turned her face to her and shook her. He said something, but there was no sound like in a silent movie. Mom pushed him away, also said something, even screamed. Dad was surprised, without uttering a word, weighed her a slap in the face, it is clear that she was very light, her mother cried more from resentment. Just silently, my father slammed the laptop and, seizing mother by the elbow, led him out of the room, the door closed.

You know less - you sleep tight, a very correct expression. It would be better not to take this binoculars, honestly. I have few problems with Svetlana, so also my mother began to wonder, why do I need all this? No, I have nothing to hide from my parents, yes, now there is, but, there is nothing that could be hidden under a mattress or behind books. It is surprising and outraged by the very fact of the search, it just doesn’t fit in my head, don't they really believe me? Entered the room, naked Svetlana, standing in front of the open closet, led by the nose, sensing cigarette smoke. She turned around, looked at me thoughtfully and began to wear panties.

He sat down in a chair and did not pay much attention to the dressing woman, reflecting on new facts. Life decided to try me, every day making new, not the most pleasant discoveries. From thinking about the severity of her fate, Svetlana pulled me out, already putting on panties and a bra, she knelt down in front of me and looked into my face.

- Did something happen to you? - With participation she asked, looking into her eyes.

- Nothing special, then I will tell. Get dressed, almost eleven. - Smiling at such care, I gently patted her cheek. For a brief moment, with her cheek pressed to my palm, the woman got up and returned to the closet. I watched her utterly delicious ass, straightened member began to rise in jeans, pulled out the phone. I wrote to my father in the chat that I was fine, that I would be back tomorrow night, and that he and his mother would not worry about me.

The majority is only a mark in the papers, besides the right to buy cigarettes for oneself, it does not bring much good, as for me.I don’t think that there are parents who think: “Everything, my son is already eighteen, let him do what he wants, I won’t worry about him,” I don’t want to irritate my relatives, my mother, apparently, does an excellent job of this task on her own.

- Everything, I am ready. - She stood in front of me and twisted from side to side ...