- You, spouses? - Tatyana Petrovna asked, realizing that they would most likely lie to her, but they were not going to lie.
- Not! What do you! We don't know each other at all! - In fright, waving her hands, the young woman answered. This man is not even familiar to me.
“We are really strangers to each other,” the elderly man confirmed to the professorial appearance.
- It's a pity, because I have only one free room left, for the spouses.
- Tell me, can we somehow share it? - Resigning herself to the prospect of living with a stranger to her man (a decent kind of person), Irina Sergeevna asked hopefully.
- Not. Hardly. There is only one double bed in it, there is not even a sofa, - anticipating what she would say, the hostess noticed.
- What do we do? The man asked her, somewhat confused. “I don’t have enough money to pay for two of her.
“I also don’t have extra money,” the woman supported him.
- I advise you to agree, and settle together. You will not quarrel among yourselves. And yes, you are the right age. Man, I see you are decent, you will not pester a woman.
Irina Sergeevna was perplexedly silent. She was a blue-stocking, a typical old maid who was not used to communicating with strangers, and here she would even have to share a bed with a complete stranger, a strange man.
"Then, I'm sorry, I can't help you." I can only assure you that there is not a single free corner on the entire coast now.
They looked at each other silently. Both of them terribly did not want to go on a futile search through the summer heat of mythical housing.
- Can we still agree to live together? - Hesitantly he asked his casual companion, carefully hiding the fact that he was extremely amused by the situation that had arisen. For himself, he decided that in no case would he give up housing. He had the money to pay him, but he is interested to know how she will do it?
- We'll have to agree. - Carefully studying the future bedmate, Irina Sergeevna sighed doomedly.
- That's fine! The hostess was delighted. She also didn't want to lose those decent clients she liked. - Give us your documents, I will draw you up, but for now, come with me, look at your room.
Left alone, they stared in confusion at the double marital bed standing near the wall, which they now have to share together. In her eyes, he saw lust. He, too, was tired while running around looking for a corner.
“Maybe we can get some rest?” - Unbuttoning his shirt, he thoughtfully managed. “You are obviously terribly tired. Even your face turned pale from fatigue.
- Yes Yes! Of course! You rest, and I will sit in a chair.
- Then, we will do the opposite. It is you who will lie down in bed, and I will rest in an armchair.
- Then please turn away.
Hearing her painful cry, he involuntarily turned around and saw her bent over, her face contorted in pain...
- What happened?
- God! That's all I needed right now! - She moaned plaintively, making an attempt to remove the dress raised on her body. - I suddenly had an attack of sciatica.
- Let me help you.
- I'm terribly ashamed of you!
She had something to be ashamed of. After all, she stood in front of him with her dress up, from under which one could see her vast ass covered with swimming trunks, and also unexpectedly long columns of snow-white, slender legs rose.
- I'll have to put up with it. You should immediately go to bed, - helping her take off her dress, he said grumblingly.
Laying her down on her stomach, he gently touched her twisted back.
- I hope you guessed to take the ointments with you?
Yes, fortunately I did. I have it, right here in this purse. What do you want to do?
- Rub it on your back.
- It's embarrassing for me to bother you.
- Empty. You are sick now, so for a while forget about your modesty, let's better try to cure your back. I, too, you know, have the same seizures. Caught a cold while working.
- And who are you?
- Programmer. True, not professional, only self-taught, but I have enough for bread.
- And I'm a PhD. I work in the nuclear field.
- It's clear. Blue stocking.
- Do not insult.
- It is noticeable, not even with an armed eye. Now, you are terribly afraid of me.
Not that she was afraid, but a little afraid. In general, you are right. I avoid men all the time.
- What are they before you, such a beautiful woman, the poor, so guilty? Unsuccessful love in youth?
- How do you know?
- Concurrently, I am not only an ordinary programmer, but also agent 007 James Bond. And my so-called programming is just a convenient cover from the Russian special services. My pseudonym is Sergei Konstantinovich Nikitsky.
She immediately entered the game.
- Then, I understand why you have such skillful hands, Sergei Konstantinovich. You rub the ointment, as carefully and painlessly as my doctor.
- An agent of foreign intelligence, Irina Sergeevna should be able to do if not everything, then very, very much. By the way, here and here you have muscles compressed into a knot. If I press lightly, does it hurt?
- Ouch! Terrible, it hurts!
- Clear. This is the source of pain. We will try to disperse it. I will have to take over the duties of your attending physician.
- Aren't you a doctor? You are very professional and act like a real doctor.
- You will be a professional if you are lonely, and you, from time to time, are annoyed by pain. So I learned how to massage, - he grumbled, carefully rubbing the bumps on her tense back.
- Are you also lonely?
- And who, let me ask you, needs an old, crazy computer scientist who sits at the table all day long?
- I, too, when I am fond of work, and at this time, it happens, I forget. Like you, I happen to sit on the calculations for several hours in a row.
- Not in vain, fate brought us together, - continuing to rub her back, he barely perceptibly grinned, - you and I, two boots, a pair.
“It’s already getting easier for me,” she said in a relaxed voice.
- That's not all. You, right here, have a second area of tense muscles...
- Oh, it hurts!
- You see!
- Anyway, I'm pleased, under your arms. They are magical for you.
- Do not exaggerate. By the way, you have a beautiful back and graceful sloping shoulders.
- Thanks for the compliment. I didn't pay attention to it. By the way, how are we going to share this bed with you?
- I already figured it out.
- That's how?
- Yes, I figured it out. I, like a gentleman, will sleep on the floor, and you on the bed.
- It's unfair. Especially after you're trying to save my bad back, she protested. - In relation to you, I, for some reason, have no particular concerns, so we will try to sleep together. Doesn't this bother you?
- Not at all. I have slept in a shared bed with women. If they do not bite and do not kick in their sleep, then they can be tolerated.
- No, I don’t bite, but, alas, I don’t know if I kick in my sleep.
- I'll have to check for myself...
- So you agree?
- Do we have other options?
- I have no.
- Me too, no.
- I'm so glad that I can sleep now. You have magical hands.
- I do not advise. They say it's bad for the heart.
- I'll try to stay awake, but it will be very difficult for me.
- So that you do not fall asleep, we will talk. By the way, get ready for a little pain, I'll try to grind her focus.
He put maximum tenderness into his actions, and she noticed it. There was no pain, but it was pleasant for her to lie down and enjoy the gentle touches of his skillful hands. His fingers awakened a strange desire in her. She experienced him only during the night caresses. The nipples of her breasts hardened, and in the area of the thighs, and in the lower abdomen, desire was rapidly spreading. Feeling his surge, she even flinched with excitement.
- Ira! Are you in pain?! - He asked anxiously and, as if asking her forgiveness, involuntarily stroked the lush hill of his naked buttocks.
"Don't pay any attention to it," she replied, embarrassed. - Just a little bit. Almost imperceptibly.
- I'll be even more careful.
Now his fingers deftly fingered her muscles, and she felt that waves of pleasure were spreading through her body.
- Sergey, I'm embarrassed that you have to mess with me.
- Leave! Anyway, I'm already messing with you. To me, by the way, oddly enough, it gives pleasure. It's nice to take care of a beautiful woman.
- Are you seducing me?
- You know, you can try to seduce, although, to be honest, I have not done this for a long time. But, you are the only woman you might want to seduce.
- Something strange is happening to me, but contrary to my beliefs, it does not cause me negative emotions.
- Me too. But, I haven't tried to seduce you yet. My remarks about your beauty are not a compliment, but just a simple statement of an obvious fact... I see your beautiful naked body. I like it... You are slim, feminine and beautiful.
- Thanks. I am glad to hear from you.
- For today, the massage is enough for now, and tomorrow I will repeat the therapy session. Your back will get better soon.
- Thank you, Seryozha. You have wonderful hands. I feel much better after your massage. It didn't hurt and was very pleasant.
“Massage also excites me,” he remarked, as if by the way.
She was embarrassed.
- Did you notice it?
- Your face flushed slightly. Don't be embarrassed by this Ira. Your excitement is a completely natural reaction of the body to caresses. After all, massage is quite an erotic act.
- Seryozha. Mind if I lie down without a dress?
- Even, it is necessary. To put it on, you need to move, and you can't do that yet. Let me cover you with a sheet and you can rest a little.
- How caring you are, Seryozha. Okay, don't be shy of me, lie down next to me. After all, you are tired too.
Yes, I won't refuse.
Despite the fact that they were lying side by side, sleep quickly overcame them. Irina woke up in his arms, pressing her bare breasts against his bare chest. Looking at his calm face in a dream, she felt that she felt good, serene with him. For the first time, a man, at least Sergei, did not cause her feelings of hostility. But she lies in bed with a man almost unfamiliar to her, presses her bare chest against him, and his palm, oh my God, rests on her bare buttock.
He has a strong, still young body. I wonder what's down there, so hard rests against her genital gap. Lowering her face, she looked at her thighs, and immediately saw, showing through under her swimming trunks, a significant tubercle of his penis. Of course. He lies next to a woman, even in a dream he feels it. Suddenly she was pleased that he sees and feels in her the desired woman. Sighing, he opened his eyes, and immediately saw before him her face glowing with excitement. She had eyes full of tenderness for him. Without hesitation, he brought his lips closer to hers and kissed her gently.
- Are you feeling better now?
- Yes, Serezha, thank you. This is thanks to you. Your wonderful hands
- Come on, I'll give you a massage now. After sleep, your body is relaxed. This is good.
- Maybe we should not? Turning on her stomach, she asked hesitantly.
He sat down.
- I want you to recover as soon as possible, then Irochka and I will be able to walk.
- Pay no attention to me, Serezha. In fact, I am pleased with your concern.
His palms slid down her back. Relaxing, she relaxed her muscles blissfully.
- Ira! His voice trembled with excitement. - Can I kiss your back?
- Begins. So, experienced men begin to seduce a defenseless lonely woman, - she noticed with an embarrassed laugh, because, by the nervous and overly sensual movements of his palms, she instantly felt his desire. - Where do I go. So be it, kiss.
His kisses were so unexpectedly tender that she fluttered under his lips. Without stopping massaging her, he descended his lips to her buttocks, then, gently grabbing the tip in his mouth, lightly bit. Her body was instantly covered with goosebumps.
- Seryozhenka! You lied to me. You, not an ordinary bachelor, but an experienced snake tempter in seducing gullible women.
"Think what you want of me," he croaked excitedly, without ceasing to kiss her. “But your bewitching body is driving me crazy.
Exasperated by his maddening kisses, she obediently rolled over on her back in front of him. Covering her trembling thighs with sultry kisses, he suddenly pushed aside the jumper of her swimming trunks, after which he passionately dug his lips into her closed labia.
- My God! - With difficulty, moving her lips numb with passion, she whispered lost ... - You drive me crazy! Yes, Serge! I agree to all!
- Thanks!
Pressing her lush buttocks with his hips, he lay down on her, then, spreading her submissive legs, lifting her hips, slowly and deeply entered her genital slit.
- Ltd! What a blessing! Seryozha! I had no idea that a man could be so pleasant...
- This is because you are lying under me, Irochka. With another woman, I wouldn't have made it.
- You shamelessly flatter me!
- Not at all! - He answered sternly. “You are the most charming woman I have ever met. – Divine woman!
- And you are the most wonderful man in my life! Serezhenka! I'm just afraid to get used to you.
- Tell me my sunshine! How do you like this option?
- Which one, Seryozha? - Ardently waving him, she asked with sincere excitement.
- Become my wife.
- Oh my God! Seryozha! I think I've lost my mind today, but you are the only man in my life to whom I am happy to answer "yes"!
Irina came to the hostess to pick up the passports.
- You did the right thing, that you drew attention to him ... If you were not with him, I would seduce him myself. I rarely make mistakes about men, but it is immediately noticeable that he is a decent person, and must be a wonderful lover.
Irina blazed in embarrassment, but did not deny her bodily intimacy with him. She knew it was pointless...
- Why do you think he is a great lover? Moreover, you are not mistaken.
- It's noticeable right away. He has young, fresh eyes. You should have seen the way he looks at you.
- Now, I feel it every moment.
- I sincerely wish you happiness. Consider yourself amazingly lucky. He is a very good person. I'm almost not wrong.
Life has become for them an uninterrupted celebration of passionate love. Busy with each other, they did not notice anything around them and almost did not get out of bed. They seemed to make up for the time of a lonely life meaninglessly lived without each other.
Now, she could not imagine how she had lived without him before.
They returned to Krasnoyarsk, before the twenty-four days prescribed, unable to resist the temptation to be alone.
Entering the hallway of his one-room apartment, she shook her head in approval. Good, clean and very comfortable. Twenty minutes later, after a hasty supper, they impatiently undressed and threw themselves into bed. Fervently waving to him, filling the apartment with blissful love moans, Irina moaned joyfully, at the top of her voice.
Hearing the doorbell ring, Sergey opened it and saw his wife standing in front of him with suitcases in her hands.
- I decided to come back to you! - She said decisively, persistently trying to squeeze into the hallway.
- You're late, dear. Your place is already taken! - Blocking her way, he replied with a smile. You haven't been by my side for more than five years. I couldn't wait for you to finally get fed up with your many lovers and finally decide to come back to me.
At this time, naked Irina appeared in the hallway. She was so pretty that, having understood everything, Alla lowered her head dejectedly. Turning slowly, she went downstairs. Closing the door, he turned to his wife and, embracing her, insatiably took her swollen labia.
- Let's go, dear little wife, we have not brought our pleasant conversation to an end.
Much to her amazement, one day she discovered that she was pregnant. Eight months later, a tiny son appeared in their family. Breastfeeding him, Irina felt that her life had finally taken place.