La rusa (1)

This is my first story and it's a history that happened to me when I was 20 years old. I live, like all my life in Rosario. Tania, the Russian, lived with her husband, a son, and a daughter, both of whom were my friends. At that time, Tania was around 40 years old. Natural blonde, thin although after having two children, her hips had widened a bit. With beautiful celestial eyes. Everything starts one afternoon when I was taking some mates with my friend. Her brother wasn't there, he had gone to spend the weekend with his girlfriend and father, who worked at a very famous bar, would go to work in a little while. The Russian wasn't there either but she would arrive later. I was telling her that I was surprised because the mother of a friend (of another friend) had thrown herself at me and we had spent all morning getting it on. The cutie, addicted to throwing gum and taking it all in. We were having the best conversation when the gym mom fell down with a grey leggings and a loose shirt. And there was silence. My friend told the mother ma, this guy has a stupid face, he's turning 40. Tania laughed and replied well, ugly is not. Something must have seen her. And she looks at me blushing. I filled up with questions. My friend, who was with his girlfriend, said she was leaving. She took her things, a bag, said goodbye and left. I told Tania I was also leaving. And she replied stay for a little while longer, I want to take some mates and don't want to do it alone. - Okay, I respond. We chat about some things. She was studying Russian because she was a descendant, so I say ah, you could teach me, that way you'll practice and I'll learn too, which always interested me. And then I ask how the gym is going. She comments that it's not gym, it's aerobics (it was the boom era). She says she likes it a lot but doesn't see results. I say but if you're doing well, you have super toned legs. - Look, she says, standing next to me. Do you think these legs are firm? It's been 4 months since I started! I look at her. Squeeze my leg. And when I let it go, I give her a pinch on the butt. The Booty was firm. - Guy! You're going crazy, she says, looking at me straight in the eyes. I get up in front of her, already played: - Sorry, I say. Temptation won me over. Anyway, that's not where you notice exercise. - Ah, yes? She says angry. Where then? - Here. And I support two fingers on the inner part of the thigh and start to climb slowly but firmly. She stops me with her hand a millimeter before reaching the groin but doesn't pull me back. She looks at me. I curve my fingers to caress her pussy. And she parted my mouth with a kiss. To be continued