I am from a simple, quite mediocre family, my parents are working people and never earned more than average earnings, so I, who are not used to luxury, tried to achieve everything in life myself. I even entered the university myself on a budget, but as it turned out, it was even more expensive to study on a budget than on a paid department. We talk a lot about scholarships and free education, but in practice everything is far from ideal. In order to receive a scholarship and study successfully, you must pay bribes, or buy grades from the same teachers with whom you will take exams and tests. This situation immediately disappointed me, because my parents did not have enough finances, I decided to look for a job. The first thing that came across and was on schedule was the work of the guard. I managed to persuade the head of the personnel department, and he only put me to night shifts, or rather from five in the evening to ten in the morning, which didn’t have a strong effect on my salary and at the same time allowed me to go to pairs. The guard was a large hypermarket of construction topics, ranging from bolts and nuts, to appliances and several trucks that were leased. The building is huge and it was rarely possible to sit in one place at night. In the first month, I somehow managed to cope with the desire to sleep, but then the supply of energy was exhausted, and it became difficult for me to combine work and study. I wanted to sleep all the time, I even began to fall asleep in pairs, another problem arose from this, the assessments became worse, I had to pay more, in general, the situation again became deplorable. I continued to work, but I understood that I would not have enough strength for a long time and would soon have to either quit or drop out of school, although both exits would leave me without education. Here in my life a little saving miracle happened.
About nine o'clock in the morning, when I was already finishing my shift, a big black jeep drove up to my checkpoint, I was not used to such cars, because only trucks had come through this checkpoint and the administration had a separate checkpoint on the other side of the building. The car signaled for a long time, but I behaved at ease calmly and, trying to hide my irritability, went to the driver's door with a calm step. The window was lowered, and a woman of about thirty looked at me with an angry look. At that moment, probably both of us were ready to break away and yell at each other, but both silently looked into each other’s eyes. Although I was drowsy and tired, I couldn’t see the beauty and charm of a woman behind the wheel, so I couldn’t shout at her anymore. The woman measured me with a look, and then addressed me in a calm voice.
“Young man, open the barrier, let it pass,” she said.
“I can't miss you without a pass,” I replied calmly.
- You do not know who I am? She asked in surprise.
“I don’t know, but even if I knew, I still can’t let go without a pass, sorry, the director’s order,” I explained.
- I know this order, I myself forced the director to publish it. I am the owner of this shopping complex, - she said and smiled at me.
- Irina Vitalevna. Forgive him. He is still new here, he doesn’t know much. I’ll open it to you now, ”the security chief intervened in our conversation, who ran up to me from the back.
“Nothing, Sergey, everything is fine, he is doing his job,” the woman replied with a smile.
When the barrier opened, the woman slowly pressed on the gas and drove into the territory.
- Well, you gave out! Do not let the hostess, this is something! - spoke out loudly head of security.
“How did I know that, nobody explained anything to me about this,” I replied.
- I knew, I did not know, but now she will definitely fire you. Irina Vitalievna does not like such cases and punishes very severely. In general, better tomorrow you will come and write a letter of resignation, or I will do it for you, ”he said and grinned.
His words really upset me, and I began to think what to do next, when in an hour my work would end and finally end. Despite the heavy schedule, she still saved me at that time.
At ten o'clock I was replaced and, taking my backpack, I slowly walked along the long road to the bus stop, which was about fifteen minutes walk. The mood was bad, and I went into my thoughts. Suddenly the same black mistress’s jeep came up to me, I stopped in surprise and turned in the direction of the car. Irina Vitalevna looked out of the car window and in a friendly voice with a smile offered to give me a lift.
“I'll get there myself, thanks,” I replied, somehow hesitantly.
- Sit down, I say! - she said in a somewhat commanding tone.
I didn’t want to quarrel with her now, and I sat in the front seat.
- Where are you going? She asked in a soft voice.
- Actually, to study at the center, and so to the stop below, I'll sit on the bus, - I explained.
“I also need to go to the center, so we are on the way,” she answered.
“Thank you,” I said in a half-hearted voice.
For a while there was a pause in the conversation, but then Irina Vitalyevna broke it.
“You do not worry, Sergey will not fire you, I will decide everything with him tomorrow,” she said to me, without turning in my direction.
- Yes, I do not worry, I do not like this job, but I need it to learn. Although it would be necessary to change it, and then I sleep on couples, - I replied, even too fully deployed.
- And who do you study for? She asked.
“To the financier,” I gave a dry answer.
- The financier is good. Don't you work tonight? - turning to me, she asked.
“No, I have a night of rest,” I replied.
- Well, then let's meet in the evening, have dinner and discuss another version of your work with me, more convenient for your study schedule. You want a better job, don't you? - asked Irina Vitalevna.
“Of course I do,” I answered sincerely to the second part of the question.
“Then in the evening, wait for me in the center at the Central Department Store. I’ll arrive there by eight in the evening, okay?” - smiling, she asked.
“Okay,” I nodded.
Soon we reached the center, and I went to school. I could not study that day, all the time I was thinking about Irina Vitalievna. I wondered what such a beautiful, intelligent woman wants from me, and what kind of work she wants to offer. Her appearance was more than spectacular, slender, taut figure, beautiful bust, slender legs, and I saw all this even in a rather strict business suit. Forbidden thoughts I, for some reason, immediately threw back, because I thought that such a luxurious rich woman could not be interested in a twenty-year-old poor fellow. "It all comes down apparently to work" - I thought to myself.
In the evening I went to the designated place, and Irina Vitalevna drove after me without delay, and then we went to the best restaurant in our city. I will not cover the details of our evening, I will only tell you in general. Despite my doubts, she invited me precisely because she liked me, she said it herself. In general, she turned out to be a self-confident woman, not only in appearance, but also inside, everything she thought, spoke straight. She offered me a job, for me she prepared the position of manager of one of the departments, I naturally agreed, but this was not her only offer that evening. As I said, Irina was a straightforward person, and she openly asked me whether she liked me or not. I also did not hide anything and said openly that she was a gorgeous sexy woman and simply could not help but like. Such a confession made her smile pleasantly. The conversation was over for that evening. The next day I started a new job, which was much more interesting and more pleasant than the old one, and the salary was twice the salary of a security guard. Irina Vitalyevna every evening came and checked my progress, the blessing at me everything turned out at least well, but a couple and excellent. During her visits, we chatted not only about work, but also on personal topics. She was interested in my personal life, who I am, what I love and most importantly, if I have a girlfriend. As for the latter, I answered evasively, although I didn’t hide that I have nothing serious. So a month passed and now when I received my first salary, Irina Vitalyevna came to me at the end of the working day and invited me to her home to celebrate the first month of work. Somewhere in the depths of my soul, I realized that this would be a meeting, so I went to her in a suit and with flowers.
Irina Vitalevna lived in a huge house in a closed elite village, but since she warned the guards, I passed without any problems. Irina met me in a light short white dress. How did she look great, this appearance would have envied almost every one of my age. The legs are slender, the figure is taut, the breast looked round and extremely seductive in the deep cleavage, in general, this mature blonde struck me right on the threshold. No, of course, I had seen the beauty of Irina before, but it was in business attire, and here in such a frank dress. A little timidly and even more dumbfounded, I stretched out flowers to Irina, she thanked me and smiled a very warm smile. When we entered the living room, there we were already waiting for a romantic dinner on the table with candles. I tried to behave culturally and elegantly, the good is in my blood, and my mother instilled in me good education and accuracy, so that I more or less felt calm. This evening, in addition to her appearance, Irina amazed me with her behavior, she appeared to be quite different from the usual light, instead of a strict low-key business woman before me was a gentle affectionate and insanely charming kitty. Expensive wine of taste, which I did not understand, nevertheless did its job and gave a little bit to my head, Irina looked at me sideways and apparently noticed it. From that moment on, she began to flirt with me at ease, but very effective. Dropping out a little from the table, she slightly spread her legs to give me an alleged chance to glance between her legs. It seems that I didn’t see anything special, but it was clear from the triangle of smooth delicate skin that she had no panties and was shaved smoothly between her legs. One look and in me, something exploded sharply, from what he saw already thrown into heat. To calm down, I tried to distract myself, and took a few sips of wine. Transferring the conversation to another topic, I managed to cope with myself, but not for long, because a little later, one strap of the dress slept off Irina’s shoulder and almost completely exposed her chest, so I saw the edge of a dark halo of her nipple. Again a wave of heat ran through the body and goosebumps ran through the testicles and penis, which instantly swelled to the average size of arousal.
- Do you feel good? - Irina asked me.
“Yes, everything is fine,” I said.
“You just stopped talking and turned red, I think it became a little bad,” Ira said with a smirk and began to drill at me.
- No, I'm fine. I feel good, I replied, gathering my strength and focusing on the conversation.
- It's good that you feel good. I felt good too, but I want more, - she said with a sly voice in her voice and rose from her chair.
Coming to me, Ira took me by the shoulders and, bending down, kissed me on the lips. I do not know what happened to me, I somehow started, but the trembling was from pleasure and singularity. Kissing with the girls, I didn’t have such a thing, but kissing such a beautiful woman is completely different.
“Now how are you feeling, okay?” - She asked, looking up from my lips.
“Okay,” I barely squeezed out, a little choking with excitement.
Irina smoothly threw her leg over me and sat on my lap, hugging my neck.
- Is it better now? She asked.
“Yes,” I said in a very quiet voice, swallowing saliva.
“Don't worry, everything will be fine, I will do everything myself if you want,” she said.
- Do you want? - added a question Irina.
I nodded back.
- Do you want me? - she asked again.
“Very, but ...,” I suddenly stumbled from indecision.
- Shh, - do not explain anything, just relax.
Sitting on top of me, Ira unbuttoned my shirt and began to stroke my chest with her hands, intently watching my sex with a frightened reaction. I probably looked miserable, because, despite my age and some experience with girls, for some reason I felt completely helpless with her. Stroking me and pulling off my shirt completely, Ira lowered the straps of the dress from her shoulders and bared her breasts in front of me. I saw her mature breasts, which were medium-sized and slightly sagging, but at the same time they had the shape of two seductive round drops topped with dark papillae with rather wide halos around them. As if reading my thoughts, Ira pressed her tits to my face, letting me dug in between them. Raising my arms and clasping her breasts, I eagerly began to kiss them and knead delicate roundness, immediately hearing from Irina's lips a pleasant, drawn-out moan, which she gave out, throwing her head back. From her breasts came a light scent of perfume, but more I felt through the smell of perfume her smell of skin, which was fragrant with freshness and something resembling a coconut. With my eyes closed, I licked and kissed her breasts with papillae until Ira allowed me to. Taking off my chest, Ira got up from me. One light movement of her dress fell to the floor, now revealing all her toned sports and tanned body without a trace of a swimsuit. Giving me a little to admire myself, she came up to me again, but now she has risen with one foot on the back of the chair, and has thrown the other over my shoulder. She herself put her smoothly shaved pussy in my face and, flashing her juice flowing between the legs, brought it closer to my mouth. Without thinking for a minute, I dug a hot kiss into her sexual lips, immediately drinking a notable sip of brackish liquid. Her slit flowed strongly, and I, once again digging into my lips, was able to take another sip of its juice, which acted on me as the most powerful pathogen. Drinking her vagina got me drunk and head spinning, but I didn’t stop and moved my tongue at random a little randomly, licking Irina’s soft little lips. Separate attention was deserved by her swollen clitoris, which stood out well and was not small in size. Sucking this small pea the size of a small raspberry was especially nice, but it was more pleasant to Ira, who, when my lips touched her clit, groaned loudly and pushed her hips rhythmically. The more I licked, I pulled and sucked her clit, the more and more she moved her hips and shuddered, stopping and exhaling deeply for a moment. When her trembling intensified, she took my head with both hands and pressed to her crotch more, I could barely breathe, but I, gathering strength, sucked her clit in my mouth and quickly licked my tongue. Irina's reaction did not take long to come, she screamed loudly and protractively, at the same time shuddering and almost falling from her chair, clutching her shoulders and neck with her fingers, putting her claws in motion.
Ira pulled back for a while, not having time to fully breath, she looked like a hungry tigress, literally tore off my pants, she just unbuttoned the belt, and tore a button together with a zipper at the fly. In one motion, she took off her pants and pants with me, I even almost fell off the chair. Despite the excitement, I was still at a loss, because this behavior of women is not familiar to me. Young girlfriends with whom I slept, behaved passively in bed or were limited to primitive light caressing, and here is such zeal. Climbing back into the chair, I barely managed to get settled, as with a strong, tight grip, Ira took my hand in my dick and rushed my tongue to the dance from the testicles to the head. She licked all my tools with such speed that I barely managed to keep track of her actions. However, I didn’t have the strength to observe, I myself groaned quietly from such a quick, rapid blowjob and closed my eyes. It is said that only at that moment I realized what a blowjob really is. No comparison with the blowjob from my girlfriends it did not go. Each movement Ira did correctly and pleasantly, that her hand, that her tongue, that her lips moved synchronously and complemented each other, causing my bolt to tighten more and become more and more. The tension became so strong that I seemed to have a clouding of my mind, and I lost all sense of time. I woke up only when Ira released my organ from her mouth.
Because of the pleasure and fog in my head, I barely understood what was happening, but I saw how Ira jumped sharply at me and even not taking aim, put a pussy on my stake. Easily and instantly I was inside Ira, her hot cave hugged me completely and squeezed in close wet embraces. The member jerked, and after him, he shuddered and himself, squeezing Ira's strong athletic buttocks with both hands, she exhaled in response and began to move. The little holes of the ex-girlfriends could never fully put my cock in themselves, and Irina's pussy seemed to be created for me. My body completely filled her moist depth all the way, and she calmly slid along the entire length with each of her movements. This feeling could not be explained, but as if not only my dick was inside Ira, but as if I was completely buried in her tenderness, warmth and passion. She moved sharply rapidly and perhaps somewhat rudely, but that is exactly what I wanted at that moment, I wanted to get enough of it, I wanted her to put all my weight on my stake, which she did. Together with the approaching pleasure, I felt more and more of her marigold, with which she did not specifically scratch my shoulders and back every time I went down. The sound of her voice was getting lower, a little wheezing, but less stunned by it, or it was a ringing in the ears from the mind-numbing insanity of approaching orgasm. I would like to enjoy Ira slowly and for a long time, but I couldn’t, everything was so hot in me, so nice her sweet wet and experienced hole caressed my bolt that I lost all self-control and let everything go by itself in a direct sense. A few more deep movements of Ira and I began to fill her rapidly. With a roar, I firmly squeezed her ass and, pushing my penis deeper, released my orgasm in jerks into her vagina. Ira also supported my satisfied roar, she dug her nails into my back and, pressing her tits to my face, groaned to herself.
So much and for so long I have never finished, even after it was over, Ira did not get up from me for another ten minutes, she hugged me and fidgeted at me finely. Finally letting go of her arms, she rose from my penis and a thick white liquid flowed from her pussy, which she wiped with a hand and licked from her fingers.
- Well, what did you like, was it good? She asked, looking intently at me with a smile.
“Not the right word, it never happened to me,” I said, catching my breath.
“It was a little early, but I think we will continue in about fifteen minutes,” she said, and with a wink, sat down in a chair.
We actually continued that night before the morning, and everything was just as beautiful as the first time. After that night, I fell in love with Ira and I do not care that she is in fact thirty-five years old, she is beautiful both externally and as a person, and in bed she has no equal at all. Of course, in six months I had a good car, the study went well and the career in the store of Ira rushed up, but I do not feel guilt and remorse. They can call me gigolo, but I really love Ira and I don't care about public opinion.