part of her wardrobe. Today's case was one, but very piquant feature: there was no panty on Kristina. Almost the hottest and shameful dream of Nikolai Ivanovich has come true! However, after this, the Trudovik, choking with shame and lust, realized that it was not enough for him to just look at this magnificence. He unbearably needed to mouth his mouth to the beautiful light anus, lick long and selflessly, and then use for its intended purpose what the beautiful pink folds had hidden. But the long abstinence and unsatisfied attraction to Christine taught him that all these desires would remain unfulfilled, secret, shameful ... This thought firmly rooted in his painfully inflamed consciousness, so he was not able to perceive Christina’s so unequivocal behavior as direct call to action. Nikolai Ivanovich simply stood on the hood, not daring to breathe, like a guard of honor, thanks to the sky for the opportunity to finally see this beauty, to know the sweet mystery, and with all of nature rejoicing that Christina so painfully long looking for a phone in a very small then purse ...

The call was from Alexander, now her former boyfriend and sponsor. Now there was obviously not that moment to talk to him, so Christina, not rising from the bag, turned off the sound, put the phone back and finally straightened up. Turning to the Trudovik, she noted with satisfaction that his trousers are puffing up quite frankly and unequivocally. “Already better!” The girl thought, and said aloud:

- Well, it's good that nobody is there, right? We are here with you, Nikolai Ivanovich! We'll sit, chat about this, oh, this, - she smiled openly and friendly, not giving the appearance that she perfectly sees his monstrous erection. Gently pushing off from the floor, she sat on the desk in half a turn to him, stretching her legs. An already short skirt ripped up on her thigh, opening her buttock.

Only now it has come to the Trudovik that he is standing in front of his former student with a shameless riser who is trying to tear his pants. He hurried to sit at the table.

- Well, with pleasure! - he said, - tell me how you live, where do you study?

- Or maybe tea girl treat? - Christina suggested a little flirtatiously, - I remember that you have a teapot too.

- Tea? - Asked the still bewildered Trudovik, - with tea it is possible! Now, just still hot!

He got up from the table and, trying not to turn in front of her, walked to the corner of the office, where a newly boiled electric kettle was standing on a low bedside table. Throwing an inexpensive tea bag into a cup, Nikolai Ivanovich poured boiling water over them, put one cup on his table, picked up the second one and took a bowl of chocolate candy in his other hand. While he was doing the manipulations with the teapot, she managed to tell about herself with a short dotted line:

- I'm fine! I study on financial, I go in for sports, I go to clubs, I enjoy life!

Nikolai Ivanovich, incredibly ashamed of the indecently protruding trousers, walked over to the desk on which she sat, glittering with an amazingly pumped thigh, an amazing girl.

- Help yourself, Christina! - He said hoarsely, with two hands stretching out her cup and a vase of sweets.

She, however, was in no hurry to take some simple treats. Her gaze was directed right to where the fabric, which could not cope with the bestial pressure, heaved!

- Ahhhh! - Christine breathed, - he, probably, oh-oh-ry hot ... - she sweetly and dreamily stretched the words, driving the Trudovik out of her mind in a hot whisper. Then she raised a languid glance at him and clarified, “I'm talking about tea.” Look like steam knocks!

- Yes, I just boiled ... - Nikolai Ivanovich stated all aspects of what was happening at once and put the cup next to it on the desk.

Christine looked down again.

- See see...- she said with a sly smirk, - perhaps I would refuse candy, Nikolai Ivanovich, but thank you!

Trudovik did not persuade and hurried to retreat back to his desk. Looking, as he, blazing with all his face, shamefully hides what, in theory, he should be proud of, Christina thought: “It’s a hard case! Well nothing! You will remember today what a real man is! Itself, apparently, you will not dare to anything, well, so I will help! In the meantime, I have not played enough with you. Be patient, everything has its time. I'm also not easy. The desk, by the way, is all raw already! ”

- And you, Nikolai Ivanovich, love sweetie, right? I just saw it myself - she cooed, took off one leg with the other and changed their places. She did it slowly enough so that the “lover’s lover” boiling in the fire of desire could appreciate even her extremely minimalistic intimate haircut.

- Kristina! W-what do you mean? ... - With a sinking heart, as if before jumping into the desired sinful abyss, he asked.

- Like what? - Christine, it seemed, was genuinely surprised by this question, - you are worth ... so big ...

She paused for a moment and looked into his eyes, licking her upper lip with the tip of her tongue.

- What?! Croaked the frantic Trudovik, who was ready to immediately rush to the shameless girl.

- A bag of candy! - Finished Christina, nodding in the direction of the bedside table with a kettle.

- Aaaa! - the teacher held out with a mixture of extreme shame and bitter disappointment, - yes, Svetlana Vasilyevna bought it! She loves...

“You can see it,” thought Christina, recalling the fat physical physicist. Aloud, she said:

“I see ... Beautiful girls (she singled out this word) have no use for the girls,” Christine spread her arms and raised her shoulders, clearly illustrating her words, “I prefer sweets to sweets.”

“Yes ...” Nikolai Ivanovich mumbled again, “sport is a good, useful thing!” He added, to say something more.

“Eh and mutt! The girl divorces you for compliments herself, and you are too shy! Your Svetulya tightly pressed you to the nail! So you live: she eats sweets in tons, and you dry for me. Everything is clear with you! ”Thought Christina almost with annoyance.

- And besides sweets in life there are so many pleasant pleasures! True, Nikolai Ivanovich? - and she spread her legs again, just as painfully unhurriedly.

He did not answer, having lost all control over himself and openly staring between her legs. It was time to move on to the next part of the operation to seduce an exemplary family man.

- By the way, how is Svetlana Vasilievna doing? - Christine asked with interest.

- Svetlana Vasilyevna? But how ... Well, she's doing fine ... What will she have? - the Trudovik responded with a noticeable bit of hostility, and he added to himself: “Swells up day after day, he stinks with shaggy armpits and tortures children at the blackboard! Why not tell her - only snaps and hysteria. And at the very mustache flooded like a peasant. So she is not a woman at all! Real women, what they should be, men for joy! You look - and the eye rejoices, and the horse-radish gets a stake! ”

- Somehow you, Nikolai Ivanovich, speak coolly about your wife ... - Christine remarked, - how is your family’s atmosphere, by the way? I remember that you were always so friendly with Svetlana Vasilievna, everywhere together, everywhere by the hand ... Something was wrong, or did it seem to me?

Generally speaking, the personal life of teachers does not concern their former students at all. But to cross Kristina Nikolay Ivanovich would never dare. He cleared his throat in fist, picking up words.

- You see, Christina, we have been married to Svetlana Vasilyevna for nine years, anniversary anniversary soon. I raised her son as my own. And now ... Some chill between us. I myself do not understand what the matter is ...

“In the trusses of enormous chill at your Svetuli! You have something like everything blazing, you can see from afar, but this thick hysterical woman is warm only in the belly of borscht. That's all love! You should send her a long time ago, but find yourself a normal woman, so that every night she will not get off you. Or two! But is it possible ?! You and your Svetuley are everywhere under the handle, everywhere together! So you signed up for retirees with her for the company. And sleep like neighbors in different rooms.So you will meet ... Read more →