Mature woman. Unintentional temptation

Vitaly Mushkin

AВ student settles inВ aВ rich house as aВ gardener for the summer. The mistress ofВ the house, aВ beautiful woman from the upper world, is much older than him. The hero has aВ passionate feeling for the lady, which, ofВ course, can not be realized inВ any way. Unexpectedly, aВ suitable case does not comeВ up.

Mature woman

Unintentional temptation

Vitaly Mushkin

© Vitaly Mushkin, 2018

ISBNВ 978-5-4490-3307-9

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In the beginning of summer, when the student holidays began, I sent my application form and a photo to the recruitment agency. A few days later I got a call. Outside the city, in an elite cottage village, there is a place for a gardener and a house worker. With meals and accommodation. I went to the meeting. The interview was conducted by the hostess of the house, Anna Avgustovna. She lived here alone with her husband. The husband is a big man, or an official, or a businessman, or both. Anna Augustovna was a beautiful woman. It can be seen that she has a good upbringing and she belongs to a higher society. Growth in the hostess is average, physique too. Not thin, but not fat. At this age, at 40—45, women’s bodies are poured with juice to that pleasant roundness that emphasizes their most appetizing places. Slightly, very small, wide thighs, yet a thin waist, moderately large breasts and lack of fat and wrinkles in all other places. In general, Anna Augustovna was a “berry again.” With luxurious white hair and a beautiful face. Her blue eyes looked carefully and probably read all my thoughts. I blushed. Dressed hostess was in a checkered white and blue dress with a short sleeve and blue pleated skirt. On her chest was a large, also blue bow. The skirt barely reached her knees, revealing her slender legs in elegant slippers. The work had to be simple. Mow the lawn, wash the pool, take care of trees and shrubs. Plus, different housework. There were no special requirements for the applicant. They took me.

The next day I met the owner of the house. More precisely, he was awarded his nod. The man was called Boris Viktorovich, he was older than his wife. In the eyes immediately rushed important manners and light disgust for others. Works on the garden and I was not interested in him. The maid, Ira, and the cook, Marina Alekseevna, still worked in the house. The maid and cook did not live here, they came to work in the morning. I was given a small summer cottage in the depths of the garden. The first working day I began with a mowing. My lawn mower was working properly, I cut out even freshly cut grassy strips on the lawn. Anna Augustovna came out of the house, she walked to the pool and sat down at a table under the awning. She put a laptop and a glass of juice on the table. The landlady was facing me. She leaned back in her chair, spread her legs slightly. A light, unbuttoned yellow dressing gown was thrown over Anna Augustovna, from beneath which a blue bra was peeping out. On the proprietress’s nose were glasses from the sun, and on their heads a straw hat. And maybe it seemed to me, but the woman was without panties. Is this true? We should go closer to see. But how to do that? After all, I do not have black glasses, she will immediately see where I’m looking. And on the most dressed glasses, through which I can not see the direction of her eyes. Either she looks at the computer, or at me. I began to slowly approach Anna Augustovna, trying to imperceptibly examine her legs under the table. Where they were connected, there certainly was something. But specifically, a strip of panties or what? Or maybe she deliberately tempts me? Maybe she liked me, like a man? When I was already lying in my bed in the evening, before my eyes Anna Augustovna appeared with her legs naked under the table.

It was aВ good summer weather, the sun was shining, rains were rare. IВ was almost always inВ the open air, there was enough work on the s