The door to Richard's apartment swung open, revealing the long legs of a woman who moved with a familiar grace. Olya, her short red hair catching the light, strutted into the living room, her ample breasts bouncing with each step. Richard greeted her warmly, his shaven head gleaming in the lamplight.
They shared a comfortable silence as they reminisced about their university days, the tension between them growing as the night wore on. Olya, her inhibitions lowered by the cognac, began to complain about her husband's lack of sexual prowess. Richard listened attentively, his charming demeanor putting her at ease.
"I just don't know what to do anymore," Olya sighed, her voice heavy with frustration. "It's like he's lost all interest in me."
Richard leaned in, his eyes full of concern. "That must be difficult for you," he said, his voice smooth and soothing.
Olya nodded, her eyes welling up with tears. They stepped out onto the balcony for some air, Richard's arm draped casually around Olya's shoulders. She tensed as she felt his body pressed against hers, the alcohol and frustration making her heart race.
Richard noticed Olya's reaction and slid his hand under her skirt, his fingers finding her wet panties. He looked at her with a knowing smile as she gasped, her body betraying her moral standards.
"Richard, I can't," Olya protested, her voice weak.
Richard pulled away, his concern for his friend evident in his every move. "It's okay, Olya," he said, his voice gentle. "I'm here for you."
Through her sobs, Olya told Richard that she didn't want to cheat on her husband, but Richard's gentle touch began to wear down her resolve. As he stroked her back, Olya's body responded to his touch, her arousal growing despite her best efforts.
With a moan, she hugged Richard, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Richard's hands explored her body, unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her breasts. Olya, her resolve crumbling, reached down to stroke Richard's cock through his pants. He groaned, his hips thrusting towards her hand.
Richard pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock. Olya, her eyes wide, took him in her mouth, her tongue exploring every inch of him. Richard cums hard, his sperm filling Olya's mouth. She swallows, her body buzzing with pleasure.
Richard, his desire for Olya still strong, began to lick her pussy. She moans, her hands gripping the couch as he brings her to orgasm. Richard, his energy undiminished, enters Olya, his thrusts filling her with pleasure. She wraps her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
They fuck, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time. Richard cums again, filling Olya with his sperm. They lay together, spent and satisfied.
The night is still young, and Richard has one more surprise in store for Olya. But that's a story for another chapter.
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