On the eve of the twilight of the club Olga could not really consider the enthusiastic young man. He turned out to be of medium height, thin, with a pretty face, still not lost a teenage prettyness. Blonde hair is laid in a stylish youth hairstyle. On a date with Olga, he dressed in a dark blue jacket with arms tucked to the elbows over a thin gray turtleneck and blue skinny jeans. In a word, it was obvious that the boy is not deprived of taste, and his parents do not stint on the acquisition of expensive branded things to their children. His blue eyes looked at the world with open interest and without any kitschy arrogance. By phone, Nat called him the son of a local deputy, and Olga implicitly expected to meet an impudent young man who was used to the fact that all doors were open to him from childhood, and with age any women she liked became available. However, in appearance, Ilya was not at all like that. The clothes picked up with taste did not stand out for any screaming “ponts”, and the general appearance of the young man betrayed in him quite a decent upbringing.

Even at a distance, when he saw Olga coming out of the taxi, he instantly straightened himself, stretched out as if on a chord, and straightened his thin, but broad shoulders. Olga immediately went to him with a gait of a sexy predator, throwing a light strand from her face with an elegant nod. Recently, her manners day by day became more feminine and seductive. Saturated sex life provoked noticeable changes even in her everyday behavior. Olga seemed to open herself again. And today, after a night of wild sex at the same time with two hungry males, she felt even more desirable than before. Just as the appetite comes with eating, as more and more profound corruption in Olga grew the desire to cause an instant and irresistible desire in all the surrounding men.

- Hello! You are Elijah, right? - she approached him very closely and looked into his face.

In his eyes was read purely youthful timidity in half with instantly flared admiration. Today, Olga was dressed no worse than the day before, and her “war paint” had an effect on a receptive young man very quickly. Constraint and desire mixed in a groovy cocktail and stirred up young blood instantly. It was visible on the boy's reddened cheeks.

- Yes it's me! Good evening, Olga! - he hastily responded, apparently, from excitement even forgetting to give her a bouquet.

- Nice to meet! - Olga answered cheerfully and extended a hand for a kiss.

However, the frightened boy answered this only with a formal handshake. Olga saw him shy. This, of course, did not at all coincide with her original expectations, but did not upset her at all. On the contrary, the prospect of having sex with such a young and, most likely, inexperienced boy pleasantly excited her. It is unlikely that the 18-year-old refined deputy son will be able to compete in bed talents with those sophisticated professional adult ebaryami who skillfully flogged her last night. But for a change, she had nothing against tasting a young body. Moreover, she wanted more and more diversity ...

- Oh! It is for you! - having recollected himself, Ilya extended a bouquet to Olga.

- Thank you! - she coquettishly patted with thickly laid eyelashes, not without pleasure noticing how a young boy continues to shade before a mature sexually dressed woman.

There were few visitors in the restaurant. It turned out that Ilya had booked a table in a separate booth, hidden from the common room with something like a beautiful velvet curtain. Looking at the menu, Olga realized that she had not really eaten since yesterday.When the waiter returned to them for the order, she called the most expensive salad and the main fish course with a difficult to pronounce name. Olga also approached the choice of wine on a grand scale, ordering a white glass with a small monthly salary. She was not at all a fine connoisseur of works of wine-making art or exquisite dishes from the first masters of world gastronomy. However, for some time now, the wealthy Aleksey taught Olga that a pastime in her company can often cost a man a round sum. Moreover, she was pleased to know that he was spending impressive money on her entertainment and regular replenishment of her wardrobe. Alexey did this not at all on display, for a long time knowing how to part with money is beautiful and elegant. But she liked to feel that they were buying her. Of course, Olga would give herself to him with all her sexual enthusiasm and “for free”. However, visiting expensive restaurants and VIP lounges of elite clubs was a nice addition to what happened afterwards between them in bed. So now Olga decided from the first meeting to give the young boy to understand that owning an adult chic relaxed aunt has its price, and this price is feasible only for the elect. In the end, in which case today, she could have paid off without any problems herself, if it turns out that the ardent young man did not calculate his capabilities. Since the day of her acquaintance with Alexey, Olga has never experienced a cash deficit.

Then Ilya made his order. Wine, however, he chose the same as Olga. “So, the price tag didn't embarrass him,” she realized with satisfaction. Aperitif filed almost immediately. Ilya raised his glass and exaggeratedly solemnly proclaimed:

- For the acquaintance!

They clinked glasses and drank. Olga, narrowing her eyes slightly, looked at him, savoring the tart drink in her mouth, and said a little thoughtfully:

“But you and I already know a little bit ... Yesterday you were at Hastler, wasn't it?”

- Yes! - Ilya readily confirmed and added hastily, - I am delighted with your speech! It was great!

Olga was amused by his sublimely admired tone. Smiling ever wider and not taking the hypnotic eye off him, she asked:

- And what exactly did you like so much in my dance?

- Uh-uh ... - the boy obviously hesitated, not ready for a frank conversation, - well, you were irresistible! ... You know, all the dancers there, they are ... Some cold ... And you. ..

“I'm hot,” Olga finished for him, “only you have no idea how ...”

- ABOUT! I guess! - Ilya hotly exclaimed and immediately abruptly stopped talking, ashamed of his own words.

Olga grinned, looking at how this young man flushed before her. Meanwhile, Ilya hurried to change the topic to a more neutral one:

- Olga, what do you do in life? What's your job?

“Is it that important to you?” - Olga raised an eyebrow.

- Well, of course ... - the young man answered not too confidently, - I invited you to get to know you better ...

- And it seemed to me, you are much more interesting, if I give eighteen guys?

Ilya almost choked on expensive wine. Perhaps in his excited head there was some kind of detailed plan for seducing a beautiful adult lady, but he was clearly not ready for such a quick transition to the main theme of the evening. Moreover, he did not expect that the initiative in the conversation immediately go to her.

Olga, meanwhile, did not take his gaze from him. The smile faded from her face, replaced by an absolutely serious expression. To do this, she had to do some internal efforts, living in the role of a strict lady, asking provocative questions head-on. However, it was already unbearable to play around with the feelings of a young boy. She understood almost everything about him. Contrary to her expectations, Ilya turned out to be well-mannered, intelligent and, as a result, a very shy boy. Last night, the sight of an adult woman ending in the middle of the scene impressed him so much that desire overwhelmed him.Olga knew that teenagers often lust for women older than themselves, looking for either a mentor or a strict mistress, not just a reason for pride in their own sexual victories. Olga, of course, did not yet know the exact motive of Ilya, but the main ...