Алексей Мухин – Your mother's diary. Erotic stories (страница 3)

His voice… it was so familiar, yet I had definitely never seen this person before. I leaned back in my chair and bit my lip, flipping through the photos again and again.

The stranger scribbled something on a piece of paper, stood up, and left.

I pondered. The idea was terrible… to say the least. Of course, part of the reason was that I had gotten carried away. Women were accessible. Husbands couldn’t do anything, and this guy even came himself. I decided to go! I threw the photos into my briefcase, left the office, and ordered a taxi.

The house, standing somewhat lonely by the roadside, looked rather grim. The darkness was impenetrable. At least there were some streetlights, though they were dim.

– Morning will come, and the house will probably be entirely black – I thought as I looked at the building.

It was somehow gloomy there. My taxi gave a few beams of light from its headlights and left, and again… darkness, gloom, and sadness. Well…

I approached, opened the heavy doors of the entrance, and went inside. There was no elevator, so I walked up to the second floor. I found the needed apartment, number 79, but the door was already ajar. I entered. Twilight. Someone was in bed, the moon peeked through the curtains, casting shadows on the table and drapes. I undressed and lay down. A gentle sensation, a warm woman. She moaned and started touching me. It seemed to me that I had felt these breasts before, but then, recalling a stranger's words, I realized, yes – I had felt them before. She moaned and said nothing else. Her movements synchronized with mine. I spread her legs and entered her. She moaned even louder, but didn’t utter a word. I finished and lay back. I started talking after sex. I tend to talk a lot. Then I fell asleep. I woke up several times and through my sleep, I saw that she seemed to get up and get dressed, then lay down again. At night, I woke up and decided to run my hand over her face, but my hand felt some kind of moisture and a strange smell, and she was cold, unusually cold. I got up and turned on the light… before me lay a corpse in blood.

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