Young Wife. Erotica. Юрий БуревеЧитать онлайн книгу.
Natalya, walking behind, turned towards the bartender and blew a kiss, and also came out.
The days flew by one after another, the nights slower, it was a time of passion for the bride and groom.
– Do you want a bachelor party for yourself?
– I didn't think so.
– Think about it. I would like a hen party, but the day before, not now, when there are a few days left, when the excitement will be mixed with joy.
– Sure, talk to your girlfriends, make it something you'll remember. Just call for a male striptease, I guess.
– What a kindergarten, why striptease right away, if you can have a male prostitute right away.
– Well, yes, why waste time on strange dances? – Vlad wanted to translate his words into a joke, but it turned out badly, and he did not wait for a response smile from the bride.
He went to take a shower, when he came back, he did not see Natalia in the bedroom, looking through the half-open door to the toilet and the light inside, he saw her sitting on the sink, massaging herself, masturbating, with her head rolled back. Who she was imagining at that moment, he did not understand, he understood that his wife had not been very warm with him lately, and at some point he thought whether this wedding was necessary and how strong the marriage would be if…
He went to the kitchen, a place where you can have a snack, drink tea, and think about the eternal.
He was the same age as his fiancée, but he felt that she saw him as a temporary option, to hold out until better times. He felt it, but he pushed this thought away from himself in every possible way, forcing himself to convince himself of the opposite.
– Everything okay, darling?
– Yes, great.
Vlad knew and studied his wife well, because if she spoke very kindly, she had sex, and she, what is important, had an orgasm. In the absence of intimacy with him, when he stayed late at work, and then simply slept for days from fatigue, he felt tension, and the nature of the young bride controlled her behavior.
"So the next time I have sex with her, it will go better if a little more time passes, because it will be harder to get her and bring her to a second orgasm, and his rating will not go up, if it does not go down," – he thought, looking at her robe, which was so big for her that they could both cover themselves with it at night. She loved this robe for this very reason, because when she lay down on the sofa during the day or in the evening, she would lift the hem to expose her ass, and wait for Vadim to enter her, and if she was lucky that they both had an orgasm, she would fall asleep right away for about half an hour, covered with this same robe, right there.
When Vadim had not had sex with her for more than three days, she liked to strip naked and walk around the house, doing household chores.
He began to read her behavior, just as owners begin to understand the habits of their pets and what they want to say with this or that action.
Natasha went to choose a dress with a friend with whom she studied at the university and who had already gotten married. Having already managed to get divorced and remarried.
– I couldn't do that, I could if I wanted to. Look, I recommend this dress. Stylish and comfortable at the same time.
– I wonder how it’s convenient?
– You're kind of ancient. You lift your hem and… The hem lifts very easily, in an instant.
– And others don’t?
– I can't say about everything, but there won't be any problems with him. I had sex with three of my husband's friends at a wedding, in the restaurant toilet, the main thing is speed, you need quick-fire ones , sometimes they come in handy. I can find you some, I have two left so far, but I won't give them to you, but I can find others.
– No thanks, but I'll take the dress. But I need to try it on. Excuse me, is your sales consultant on site?
– She… moved away, I can tell you.
– And can you?
– I own a salon and I order all the dresses myself, so I think I can help you better than my salespeople. They change often, the work is a bit boring, there are few clients. Let's go there, have you chosen a dress yet or not?
– This, what do you think?
– Excellent choice. I think you and your husband will like it very much. This year's model is made in a comfortable style, you can even ride a motorcycle on it. Some couples buy it to celebrate with an active holiday after the registration at the registry office . Then this?
– Yes.
– Go there, there is a fitting room, there is a large mirror.
– Thank you, you are very kind.
Natasha headed towards the booths, which were indeed quite large, given the specificity of the dresses. There was a large floor-length mirror, a place to sit, and comfortable non-slip mats to step on.
– It’s so comfortable here, I could live here, – Natasha smiled at the man, the owner of the salon, who brought the dress, carefully holding it with both hands.
Then the sales consultant came up.
– Alexander Mikhailovich, I was out for a short while, I can serve a client.
– Thank you, if possible, let me be served by… Alexander Mikhailovich, I think he will tell me more about the dress, forgive me.
– If anything, I'm nearby.
– Thank you.
Then her friend's husband called her, and she apologized and quickly left.
Natasha undressed and put on the dress almost by herself, but problems arose when it was necessary to tighten the back straps a little on the back to the shape of the body, which she was in no hurry to do, she, having looked at the general silhouette of the dress, was very pleased, beaming.
But to get an appraisal opinion, she called the owner.
– Alexander, do you think this dress suits me or not, just try to tell me honestly, not as a store owner who praises the product, but as a man.
– So, the color suits you, the straps can be tightened, the hem is very light, and in a strong wind it can rise, well, we talked about this, probably this is the only drawback.
– Thank you, I think you spoke honestly, but this shortcoming that you named, it can serve me for a good cause.
– It's even interesting.
Natalia turned around and lifted the hem of her dress. She wasn't wearing panties and asked
– How is it, okay?
– Bravissimo, perfecto, delightful, nothing more to add.
– I expected big action.
– Well, if…
Ten minutes later, the door to the fitting room opened.
– There are no stains there?
She lifted her dress a little at the back.
– It's fine. I did it carefully.
– Thank you, I wiped off the excess with my panties. I'm buying some. I'll be right there.
She took off her dress, put her panties, stained with sperm, in her bag, put on the usual clothes she had been wearing before, and went back out.
– Come again, have a fun wedding, advice and love to you.
– Thank you.
She returned home towards evening. She was a little sorry that she couldn't choose a dress with Vlad together and pay homage to him, but what happened, happened.
She put dinner on to cook, went to take a shower herself, and when she came out, he saw Vlad moving her bag onto the nightstand.
– Someone planted some dirty panties on you.
– Seriously?