Young Wife. Erotica

Ten minutes later, a large pitcher of tea arrived.

– Fruit juice.

– I love you."

– I like it too, but no sugar." I am now.

She went to the side of the bar to say hello to the bartender who had moved to another shift, and after changing the schedule of different shifts, they stopped getting into one now. Perhaps the owner of the establishment did this on purpose, or simply did not have enough people.

But they started talking, and Vlad began to feel uncomfortable. When Natalia came back, she said that in half an hour she would have to go away, teach the new работницуkitchen worker how to properly lay out the service and so on, because there are no people, and she can't do almost anything. She swore for a long time that why do they recruit such stupid people?

But the first dish that arrived, she stayed to eat.

"It's delicious, but how do you like it, honey?"

– Cool, delicious, delicious. Классный шеф-You have a great chef, yes, this is the main employee of our restaurant, it all depends on him whether the customer returns or not, because if it doesn't tastegood, the guests don't return, this is bad in the long run, because the restaurant usually attracts the same people, mostly the same people go here, an expensive restaurant, so they also престижаmake photos for prestige. However, сюда постоянно приходитьwe probably won't be able to come here all,the time, because they give their employees a fifty percent discount a month once, and even taking this into account, it will be expensive for us. Mortgage, groceries, clothing, you need to save money. Let's see if I can move to another job or go back to university, but it will be difficult for you to work alone.

"Honey, I can handle it.

– I know, but it will still be difficult for you to be alone. Everything is expensive. So, now I will go away, I will give a briefing with the waitress, there will be people tonight, and she can spoil our restaurant image for a short time, where and how to serve. All right, honey?"

– No problem, I'm waiting, I'll miss you.

Natalia went to the technical, industrial premises.

"Didn't you miss me?"

"I missed you." All right? Figured it out?

– yes. Fast learner, completed in fifteen minutes.

– I was going to order себе some whiskeyкуда-, but the bartender's missing

– Perhaps, the goods are accepted, boxes with a new batch were brought there yesterday, it is being sorted, maybe.

Five minutes later, the bartender appeared at the bar, and Vlad wanted to go get some alcohol

– I won't."

"Then I won't either," Vlad said, and sat back down.

"I think the second course is coming," Natalya said, adjusting the waistband of her trousers and her jacket, which was slightly askew and didn't fit properly, which Vlad noticed, but didn't say anything.

After paying, they started to leave, and when Vlad came out earlier, and Natalia, walking behind, turned in the direction of the bartender and blew a kiss, and also left.

The days flew by one after another, the nights slower, it was a time of passion for the bride and groom.

– You want a bachelor party for yourself?"

– I didn't think so.

"Think about it. I would like a bachelorette party, just the day before, not now, when there will be a few days left, when excitement will be mixed with joy.

– Of course, talk to your friends, make sure that you remember. Only a male striptease, probably call.

– Kindergarten of some kind, why immediately striptease, if you can immediately prostitute a man.

"Yeah, well, why waste time on weird dances? – Vlad wanted to translate his words into a joke, but it turned out badly, and he did not wait for an answering smile from the bride.

He went to the shower, when he returned, 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, rolling her head back. Who she represented at this moment, he did not understand, he understood that his wife was not very warm with him lately, and at some point he wondered if this wedding was necessary and how strong the marriage would be if…

He went to the kitchen, a place to eat, drink tea, and think about the eternal.

They were the same age as his fiancee, but he sensed that she saw him as a temporary option, to hold out until better times. He could feel it, but he tried to push the thought away, forcing himself to believe otherwise.

"Everything okay, honey?"

"Yes, very well.

Vlad knew and knew his wife well, because if she spoke very kindly, she had sex and, importantly, had an orgasm. In the absence of intimacy with him, when he was late at work, and then simply slept for days from fatigue, he felt tense, and the nature of the young bride controlled her behavior.

So the next time he had sex with her would be better if it took a little more time, because it would be harder to get her to a second orgasm, and his rating wouldn't go up if it didn't fall, he thought, looking at her robe, which was so big that she could cover herself at night just the two of us. She loved this robe for this very reason, because when she lay down on the sofa in the afternoon or evening, she lifted the hem to expose her ass, and waited for Vadim to enter her, and if they were lucky that they would both have an orgasm, fall asleep immediately for about half an hour, hiding behind the same robe, in the same place..

When Vadim didn't have sex with her for more than three days, she liked to strip naked and go around the house doing household chores.

He began to read her behavior, as owners begin to understand the habits of their pets and what they want to say in one way or another.

Natasha went to choose a dress with a friend with whom they studied at the university and who was already getting married. Having already divorced and remarried.

– I couldn't do it, I could if I wanted to. Look, I recommend this dress. Stylish and comfortable at the same time.

"I wonder what it's comfortable in?"

– You look ancient." You lift the hem and… the hem rises very easily, in an instant.

"Don't the others?"

– I can't say everything, but he won't be a problem. I'm so with three friends of my husband at the wedding peretrahalsya, in the toilet of the restaurant, the main thing-speed, you need rapidfire, sometimes they are useful. I can find them for you, I still have two of them left, 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, do you have a sales consultant on-site?

"Her… Gone, I can tell you.

– Can you

– I own a salon and order all the dresses myself, so I think I can help you better than my sales people." They change frequently, the work is a bit boring, and there are few clients. Let's go there, have you already chosen a dress or not yet?

– What do you say to that?"

"An 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 take this one to celebrate later with an active holiday after painting in the registryoffice. Then this?