- How am I, dear? - Olga asked her husband playfully and languidly.

He frantically swallowed and his dry lips husky replied:

- Olya, you are gorgeous! - and added more quietly, - I want you! ..

- Ha! - Olga boldly grinned, - still! They say I already want half the city!

- Like this? - the spouse has silly asked.

- So it is! - She mocked and added dryly, - none of your business. I would be proud of my wife! They told you, they want to blow me from young to old!

- IM proud of! - Hotly assured the spouse, realizing that from the side it looks frankly pitiful.

Olga laughed back.

- Well, that's good! - she said cheerfully - rejoice now that I have a choice. Maybe it will be your turn ... Although it is unlikely ...

- Ol, we haven't had sex for a hundred years! - Andrew pleaded.

“You won't have it while you are whining,” Olga snapped, turned around and left the kitchen.

Very high heels made her wickedly wag her hips. Andrew with admiration and longing spent his beautiful wife with a look ...

The doorbell rang half an hour after the appointed time. Olga hurried to open. The guest was dressed to match the mistress of the house. Under a long black coat was a light blond blouse. Bras supported by full bra almost half fell out of the deep neckline. Straight black hair fell down on nicely rounded shoulders. Skirt with difficulty obtyagyva wide plump buttocks and almost did not hide the thighs poured. From the bottom to the knees, her legs were hidden with black high-boots. Big, cat-like languid eyes, thickly drawn with mascara with predatory arrows, framed unrealistically long false eyelashes. By nature, a big mouth with puffy lips was generously and brightly accentuated by scarlet lipstick.

Andrei also came out of the kitchen into the hall. The kiss, in which Olga and Nata merged, was not at all like the friendly greeting accepted between women. He never in his life had to see firsthand how two very frankly dressed beauties literally choke with genuine passion, licking and sucking each other's lips and intertwining hot tongues. The picture was fascinating ... Finally, looking up from the kiss, both girls turned to the man standing behind.

- So, it means who got married our star! - Without waiting for a formal presentation, said Nate, looking appreciatively at Andrew.

He smiled shyly.

- Good evening ... My name is Andrew. Are you Nata? Olga told about you.

The latter was not entirely true. In their house, the name of the new Olga's girlfriend really did sound often, but Olga herself never gave any details about her.

“And she told me about you,” Nath smiled slyly in response.

- True? - raised eyebrows Andrew - and what?

He tried to keep as easy as possible, so as not to embarrass his wife's friend. While he did not yet know that embarrassment and Nat were things incompatible. She smiled even wider:

- He says you are not very sexy ... - she looked at him again.

The ease of Andrew as the wind blew. Instead of answering, he just opened his mouth. His face flushed with shame. Olga looked at her friend and just silently smiled ...

- Just kidding! - Nat sang gleefully and, without unwrapping, boldly proceeded towards the kitchen.

Olga followed her. Following spontaneously, her husband also trudged along.

Putting the brandy bottle, Nata sat down at the table, not waiting for an invitation. Olga is located opposite. Andrei hurried with the prepared snacks and dishes, opened the bottle and poured alcohol.All three raised their glasses, and Olga cheerfully said a plain toast:

- For the acquaintance!

They drank. Andrew stole a glance at the bright guest. The girl was young and certainly beautiful. But most importantly, from her came an incredible force of attraction. It was not so much in appearance, but in some inexplicable magnetism. Andrew felt how every second he was attracting more and more not only his attention, but also his will. Nat crossed her legs, miraculously not showing underwear. Andrew increasingly looked at her boots, tight-fitting expressive calves.

- You do not like what I went in the shoes? - Nat asked, catching his next glance.

- No, no, that you! - Andrew realized himself, cursing himself for this awkwardness, - I do not mind at all!

Olga smiled softly, listening to her husband's fussy excuses. In fact, she liked his behavior. He clearly fawned on her friend.

“If you want, you can take off my boots,” with these words Nat made a generous hand gesture.

She spoke calmly and calmly. In her intonation there was no clear tone of the order. However, the next second, Andrew was kneeling in front of her, bending over her leg. Slowly and very carefully, he unzipped the zipper through the top of his boot, he gently pulled off one boot and set it aside. Nat almost never wore pantyhose and stockings. There were no them on it this time. For several seconds, Andrew stared fixedly at his small, sleek foot. Neat fingers with marigolds painted with red lacquer were located a few centimeters from his face. On one of them a thin silver ring glistened.

- Oh well! Do not get distracted! - unexpectedly rude and demanding Nat shouted.

Andrei involuntarily started and looked up at her. The girl slapped his foot lightly on the cheek and put her booted foot in front of him.

- Take off the second - already frankly looked down upon Nat.

Andrew instantly obeyed. On the other foot, an ankle was decorated with a gold bracelet to which a small key was attached, apparently as a pendant.

- Well, what is frozen again? - Nat asked derisively, - probably you want to kiss?

Andrew again raised her eyes full of admiration.

“If you can ...” he answered timidly in a shrill voice.

- Try it, - as if doing a favor, answered Nat.

He slowly leaned over to her well-groomed foot and gently brushed his lips with slightly smelling cream. Then he kissed a few millimeters below ... Then another ... And more ... I went down this way from my ankle to my fingers ... Attached myself to one of them, going mad with humiliation ... and happiness! ..

- Have a nice little thing! - Nat pushed his face with his foot.

Andrei jumped to his feet and stood motionless in the middle of the kitchen.

- Take the boots in the hallway, - slightly annoyed, as if talking to a stupid child, ordered Nat.

He coped with this for a few moments and soon again stood before them, awaiting further instructions.

- What are we worth? - this time his wife addressed him, having easily adopted her friend's manners, - pour us a drink!

Having filled their glasses, Andrew was going to pour himself, but Nath said:

- And you will manage. Come out for now, we need to talk.

Andrei headed for the door, hearing how both women scoffed at him behind his back. Once alone with himself, he tried to think about what had happened. It all happened so quickly and simply that there was no way to even realize it. In a matter of minutes, gorgeous beauty Nata trampled down the remnants of his dignity with her graceful leg in front of his wife. At the same time, Olga did not just play up to her friend. Andrei had no doubt that she really liked humiliating her husband and feeling her power over him. He also understood that there would be no way back. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that with his whole being he was happy with the circumstances. He did not feel any desire to change something. He wanted to obey his wife.Andrei understood that now he would grately accept any, even the most immoral antics, from her ...... Read more →