3 - Sveta la ucraniana está en mi hostel (+fotos)

Hello People, how are you? I hope everyone had a very good weekend. I'm bringing something that happened yesterday, still fresh. At the end there are some interesting photos, but stay and read everything first.

I have to tell you, thatSveta, the Ukrainian is already at the hostelYes, just like you're reading... I arrived at the hostel this afternoon and I want to tell you that I didn't waste my time. And I even think I left from Mambo... But we'll get to that later.For those who don't know my story I'll send the first post I made and from there you can navigate until this post so you're up to date and know what's happening with me.
http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/4998812/1---La-ucraniana-Sveta-esta-en-Argentina-otra-vez-fotos.html

At the end of the post I'll leave you the link to the next story, so you can follow it chronologically.

3 - The Ukrainian girl is at the hostelLet's go in order, about a few days ago as you all read the previous post (I'll leave the link if you didn't see it) we reached an agreement with Sveta for her to come work at the hostel, in exchange for a salary + private room accommodation. Although the salary isn't crazy, it serves her because at least it's something and it serves me because it will help me and I'm going to try to get her once and for all.

Although we had already arranged for her to come, we hadn't arranged when she would come and I found out on Saturday that she was coming yesterday Sunday.

She sent a message:

- SvetaHello Miguel, I wanted to tell you that I'll be arriving in Buenos Aires tomorrowMiguelSeriously? -SvetaIf yes, there's no problem? I hope it's not a bother, but I wanted to know if you could pick me up from Aeroparque.MiguelThere's no problem, send me the flight code and I'll be following it. You can't imagine how I felt after receiving that news. Two things happened...on one hand I started fantasizing about everything I was going to do and on the other hand 100% stress because the room I had planned to give her was full of stuff. Although the room is really great, it wasn't in order. So I put up with all my patience in the world to clean and tidy up to receive the queen.I want to take advantage and tell you that I respond to all the private messages you send me and take all your advice. Which actually serves me well. So thanks to all of you.Coming back to our story. I was checking the flight status on aeropuertos2000 and it said it was about to land, so I grabbed my car and headed to Aeroparque. As I was driving, I imagined everything I would say, but you know how it is... when the moment arrives, nerves betray you.

I arrived and waited at the landing zone. And I kept waiting and waiting and waiting. The minutes seemed like days... It seemed like I'd never leave there until I saw her.

I don't know if it's my fever or what, but she looked 10 times better.

Let me describe what she was wearing...

She had a white muscular top that was at least two sizes smaller than it should be. You can imagine how those tits were then. It seemed like she did it on purpose... They were just two centimeters from showing her nipples. I want to believe she did it on purpose. I have the feeling they're bigger than I remembered.

Anyway... When I saw that, I started getting hot at a level I can't explain.

She was wearing pink and white earbuds and a thong that if it had been five centimeters smaller would have shown her underwear.

My imagination was at 100%. Those 10 meters from when I saw her until she reached me, practically gave me a full-body scan (I'm sure she noticed because I didn't even try to hide it)

You can imagine how the other people were looking at her...

The first thing I did was hug her... I think I overdid it, because she wasn't expecting it... But when I felt those two tits touching my chest, I couldn't help but get hot (I felt like an idiot) and I started getting hard. Then before she realized what was happening, I quickly separated myself and just said hello Sveta... long time...

I think I overdid it because her face wasn't the best.

She gave me a black box and said “this is for you Miguel” and gave me a gift.

Here's what It was a Ukrainian vodka.We started talking (nothing interesting so I'm not putting it here) and we went to the car. Until we arrived at the hostel, the conversation was very pleasant. She told me about all the places in Argentina she had been to. I really enjoyed the conversation, but what I enjoyed most was seeing those tits from my angle. Every time she looked out the window, I'd take advantage and give her a good look. I have to say that beyond that clothing that practically showed off her whole body, at no point did she flirt with me or anything like that.

We arrived at the hostel and took her to the room:
- SvetaWhat a beautiful room, Miguel, is it really all mine? (in my heart I was saying, yes... it's all yours)MiguelIf it's Sveta, sorry if you see something not very tidy, but I didn't have much time.SvetaDon't worry, everything looks great.MiguelGet comfortable and I'll help you put your suitcases up in the closet later. Passed a couple of hours and felt someone knocking on the door...I started feeling what I felt in 2020 during the pandemic every time she knocked on the door, every time it was like a possible infection in my head... but it never happened.SvetaExcuse the trouble, do you have a minute to help me put some suitcases up?MiguelOf course, let's go. I went to look for the stairs (the top part of the closet is very high, we leave space there so people can put things they won't use daily, like suitcases). We entered the room, I put the stairs and tried to climb up, but it said: - SvetaDon't make a fuss, I'll go up, you pass me the suitcases and hold onto them so they don't fall.MiguelCome on, but be careful. What happened next was simply a miracle... or maybe not... Started going up the stairs, and each step I took, I saw that ass getting closer and closer to my face, until it reached the point where the ass passed the height of my head and ended up directly pointing at my face. Obviously, it was a totally normal situation from everyday life, but for me, it wasn't just that - it was having that beautiful ass in my face, directly. I grabbed her legs so she wouldn't fall and it was like touching two rocks... tremendous... I tried not to let her know I was enjoying it 100%. Not wasting time, once I passed some suitcases and while she was putting away the last one, I acted like a jerk and bent down and pretended to be adjusting something on the stairs to look under her skirt. What I saw was, honestly, much more than what I expected, I realized that she wasn't wearing a thong, but a body... I mean, that muscular girl two sizes smaller was counting down from below... which was a little transparent. I'm not going to lie, almost didn't see anything, and I dare say I didn't see anything, but I imagined 100% that pussy... what I can say is that it had no hair at all... nothing... I stayed there for a few seconds and then got up quickly so she wouldn't notice. We said hello after that and I went to my room... During the next hours, I was in my room thinking about how I could go talk to her. We had agreed to meet directly on Monday morning to talk about work, her tasks and all that... but I needed an excuse... something to go talk to her today. And then it occurred to me: I went to her room, knocked on the door, and when she came out, I said...MiguelHello, sorry for bothering you, but I really want to drink this vodka you gave me. Could you show me how it's taken in Ukraine, I know it's taken differently there?SvetaIf Miguel, what I'll need is for you to buy pickles and bring two shot glasses... (I'm sure they can imagine the images that came to my head).Miguelcome on, I'm going to buy some. I ran practically out of the super that's a block away from the hostel, bought those blessed pickles and came back to the hostel. I think I've never run so fast in my life. I knocked on the door of the room and he said 'come'... Already there I said (what an idiot I am)...SvetaLook at Miguel, to take the vodka like we do in Ukraine, first you have to take a shot of vodka and when you finish bite the pickle.MiguelAre you serious about that?SvetaIf yes, haha, do what I tell you. I did it (it was quite good, to be honest) and we started talking and talking, shot goes in and shot comes out. We kept going full on until we reached a point where both of us were done and I said, “okay, now it is”... I rushed to give him a kiss… and only managed to brush his lips with mine.. and he pushed me away directly...SvetaBy the way, I thought it was clear our matter, we agreed to forget what had happened and start anew. I don't want you to take it badly, but I don't want problems and I don't want to mix things up. For me, this is a job.MiguelI completely understand, sorry, let's keep having fun, I didn't mean to bother you. We're still taking a little more, I was already far from being in good humor until I said I'm going to the bathroom and I'll be back. And when I got back, she was asleep in bed... And that's when I think I crossed the line and I know what I did was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I saw her there and started touching myself... I imagined what happened two years ago when she blew me, and I couldn't resist. I did something even worse, which was taking a couple of photos (I'll leave them at the end). She was completely asleep, so I took advantage... finished, cleaned up, and left. Before leaving the room, I saw a notebook on the desk with a note that you can see at the end of this post (obviously, I don't understand a thing if someone knows Ukrainian maybe they can translate it for me). I took that photo because I saw something about dollars, USD, and it gave me a little scare that she might do something illegal or weird in the hostel. Maybe I'm overthinking, but we're in Argentina. Thanks again to everyone for their advice... I read them. What should I do to get out of this place? She only sees me as her friend... or boss... or who knows. See you in the next post. If you want to write privately, I'll respond gladly, we can discuss and even share a couple more photos from your Instagram (I don't publish them here because it takes forever, but I'll share them privately with pleasure).

The next post is already here to follow the story:
http://www.poringa.net/posts/relatos/5010294/4---Descubri-a-Sveta-la-ucraniana-haciendo-algo-turbio.html

Now if the photos I promised youI'm leaving here the photo of my little mischief + photos I took from her Instagram. I started noticing she's been posting sexier photos on her Instagram, which she didn't used to do, at least not that way. I hope she's not getting up to anything weird and less likely to bring someone here... I hope it's not like that.My Mischief



This is the note I told you I found in your room



Pictures of his Instagram