Sex Stories novel Chapter 10

Our intimate life with my husband left much to be desired. No, the feelings did not fade, we still loved each other, but it was the sex and its sensations and emotions that faded. We were both tired at work, we both fell asleep as soon as we touched the pillow, we both had so much to do on the weekdays that at night we felt like squeezed lemons.

And if a miracle happened, and we had time to satisfy the basic instinct, then it happened somehow quickly, in a standard way in the bedroom and certainly with the lights off. No matter how I tune in, I feel relieved at best every other time. Hence the nervousness, the bad mood, the dissatisfaction in everything.

Okay, enough! It was clear that this situation was beginning to tighten. I had to do something. It’s not that my husband was not a fan of experimentation, but his initiative in this regard did not come as often as we would like. In our relationship, mutual oral sex and anal penetration were not strange, but the problem was that this happened less and less often.

I decided to take the initiative. I read some tips on the net, I went to some sex shops, I kept thinking, what kind of pepper to add to the relationship and how to diversify our intimacy? Furthermore, this had to be done in such a way that the spark was immediately ignited in both of us.

After thinking about it all, I bought seductive erotic lingerie in one of the intimate online stores. Black stockings with a belt and a corset that fastens below the chest and leaves it free and open to caress.

I cleaned my entire body of unnecessary hair, put on some sexy makeup, got dressed and decided to prepare a surprise for my faithful. I thought, he will come home from work, ring the doorbell, I will quickly open and as he walks in, I rush into the hallway, I will put myself in a sexy pose, and when he walks in and sees me in this way, he will not be capable to resist, he will launch, well, and then we will find out what is what. We are adults now, there was no need to explain the subtleties of the process.

It's good that I had time to prepare for the surprise in advance. An hour and a half before the usual time of arrival home, my spouse knocked on the door. The thought flashed: "Today is too early!" I ran to the door, opened it, and rushed into the room, shouting from there:

"Come in! I'm in the hallway!"

At this point, I took a knee and elbow position right on the mat and pushed my butt forward, exposing all my charms. On the steps, I heard someone enter the room and froze.

"Well, what are you looking at? I am tired of waiting! Would you like to join?"

"I would!" A strange male voice answered me.

I turned around and was stunned. Across from me was our downstairs neighbor, Maxim. His mouth was open in surprise, but he looked at me with a look full of desire.

I must say that a young boy lived below us. Five years younger than my husband and me. A kind young man, well groomed and quite calm and collected. He somehow helped us when we bought a washing machine to take to the apartment. Max always greeted me when he saw my spouse and me, and sometimes he was faced with all sorts of minor everyday problems, like borrowing an egg, salt, or some other question. He lived alone. As far as I knew, he didn't have a girlfriend.

"Maxim! What are you doing here?"