I am 46 years old, I experienced the same thing. I gave birth to our son early, at almost 17. The relationship between me and my husband is perfect. When I gave birth to my second child, my daughter, I had to start working at the age of 5 months. My son was already 13. Someone had to look after the little one. I couldn't stay home. That was killing me. Many candidates presented themselves at the announcement. My husband and I settled on a very intelligent woman, just married. She was terribly beautiful. She took the baby and was the perfect babysitter. One day my husband and I were sitting and talking. Petra, the babysitter, was on vacation. We wanted to go out, but there was no one to give the little one to, it was easier with the son. I told my husband that I missed Petra. He agreed, but noticed that she also had a family and needed a break. We decided to offer her a 24 hour contract if she accepted. With the stipulation that the husband should come when he wants to stay with her. When I came back and announced our decision, if she agreed. He accepted unexpectedly quickly. And so he settled in a room in our home. Everything was perfect, things were great for us. One day my husband called, asked me to prepare his travel bag, he had to leave in a few days. The first night I was surprised. Petra greeted me and said she had made dinner. She usually ate with us, but my husband took care of the food. I felt a pleasant feeling, something new, indefinite. It was home-cooked food, grilled chicken steaks, and lots of salad. I don't know why I offered her something to drink, but she refused. She thanked me and said that alcohol did not excite her. She preferred other things. I was not curious. I ate and started to clear the table, but she stopped me with the words: - Leave it to me, You rest. I watched her fidget, her beautiful body floating like an air cushion. I don't like women, but she attracted me. I thought: if Mom was here now, she would want to hug her. She liked women, and that didn't bother my father. I looked at her beautiful legs and thought, what is the above? I felt it and said to myself, "Something's wrong."
Are there any hereditary traits, genetics? During this time, Petra finished the housework and went to see the little one. My son was at school camp and we were practically alone. I relaxed on the couch in the living room and drifted off. At one point, Petra brought me back to reality, holding a phone in her hand, it was my husband. As always playful, he asked me how I was, if I was already naked and different. I recovered, entered his style, and muttered, "Teka, and there is no one to dry my cream. Did you catch something there to support you? I didn't realize that I wasn't alone and muttered a lot about sex. When we finished talking, I handed the phone to Petra, who was waiting. Then I felt it and started to apologize. For the first time I switched to "you", I was a little uncomfortable, but I didn't really feel ashamed. Then I heard him say, "Oh, nothing!" It's understandable. If you hear my husband and I talking ... I've even reached orgasm. I was not surprised, many people can do it. But I never tried, and I thought I couldn't make it. I shared it with Petra. And then she allowed herself to ask me: - Is it difficult to reach orgasm? I was absolutely screaming! I delayed my answer. She began to apologize, but I stopped her with the words: - No, there is nothing dear, we are women. - and I continued: - On the contrary, I get there very easily. Sometimes even while we're talking to him and I'm done. I felt myself getting wet. The conversation took effect. This made me watch her more closely. She was sitting in an armchair, her blouse with a rather large neckline, no bra and nipples, and they were clearly visible. She had tilted her head back slightly and to the sides. It was like an icon, radiating something very attractive.
I allowed myself to say, "Looking at you from here, if I were a man, I don't know what I would do." You are very attractive and there is something perverse in your eyes. I was surprised by my words. I had never said that to my husband. I probably blushed, I guess. But I heard Petra ask me, "Will you let me kiss you?" I want it terribly. Apparently I didn't realize what I was doing, and I said, "Of course, if you like." He got up and came to me, he was like a gazelle. Asked me: - Can I? He sat down next to me. He put his hand lightly on my distant shoulder, pulled me and ... Oh! Miracle! I felt my lips on mine, my tongue and it entered my mouth. I did not resist. I left her. Her other hand played on my thighs and went between them. I really flowed like a fountain. I opened my blouse and began to caress her breasts.
Young, tight, aroused. I wanted to kiss them, which I did. By the time we realized, we were already in my bedroom. I forgot restraints and dizziness. I kissed her crazy, I realized that I sucked her clit. We were 69. My orgasms did not stop. I woke up in the morning with a lot of thoughts in my head. Petra had gotten up and was taking care of the child. As usual I got up and went to work. The thought of what had happened never left my head. I called my husband and shared what had happened. Praise me for my surprise.
1 kasatkina answered
Hahaha, you're a man and no, I won't tell you what betrays you. You know, it's not a checkout site yet? !! If not, here, I inform you! Either way, you can't take on the role of a woman, run now to play some porn and loosen your veins ... if you still can, then.