July 2014.
Katya and I got to meet in a nice club in Kiev some 5 months ago... She is 28 years old. I am 39. As we met and started dancing it seemed to me that a woman with hot fantasies could only be a gift for any man. She is a goddess brunette with the body any man could kill for.
She has amazing legs, very shapely. She is rather tall at 1.70, has long dark hair, dark brown eyes and very beautiful breasts. Her legs are simply amazing. She has a great smile and a wonderful face.She is social and elegant and once you enter her secret gardens, she is a tourbillion of passion and sensuality.
We met for some time, played and explored passion and I must confess that I hardly found a woman like her in bed. she is curious and brave and when we started talking about our fantasies we discovered that we had enjoyed in life putting some other people with us.
Once he mentioned to have been contacted in FB by a black guy requesting her for a date. I took note of that since it is a usual fantasy for some of the women I had in my life.
We joked about it but this became a part of our common fantasies and played one evening
I indeed would get jealous at the time of actually thinking of giving the step forward to meet other men but I always had absolutely clear that if such a thing happens it would be in an environment that will not put in danger our story. Full lovers complicity was being developed.
As the story grew strong we decided to go for our first holidays together. We wanted to go to Morocco but we had to go though Spain since I had to attend some friend's wedding and wanted to show off in front of our guys with such astonishing Ukrainian beauty I had.
We travelled to Sevilla to attend the wedding of those friends. But rather than spend the entire weekend in Sevilla, we decided to just go for the day since we wanted to spend most time at the sea side.
The drive is just over two hours and we got to the wedding party a bit early. We hung out for most of the afternoon by the hotel pool, drinking. My girlfriend is one of those types that do not drink regularly but when she is away from the house, she can really become fun. By the end of the afternoon, she was slightly drunk and flirty. Some time later when wedding party was over I had to pull her away from the party in order to start the drive back home.
About an hour in the trip, the engine light came on in my car. It also seemed to be having trouble accelerating. By this time, we were out of Sevilla, The area we were intended to look a bit depressed, and I was hoping to keep going. The thermostat in the car was also showing that the engine was heating up.
At this point, Katya and I started considering the situation. I admit that I am not the most expert person about cars and engine problems. Additionally to this inconvenience she had to use the restroom urgently. Sky seem to be close to rain.
The decision was kind of made for me. The car now was having difficulty even doing 50 Km per hour on the road. At the next exit, I pulled off and started to head down the road looking for a Bar or gas station where she could use the restroom and we could look at the car.
In Spain every single exit nowadays has a dozen stores built up right around the exit, but not here. There were some old stores, but mostly it was just a few abandoned homes and grass fields. I figured if I kept going in the direction we would soon find a place.
About two Km down the road, I saw a store and got into the parking lot. The windows were basically covered up with posters and had security bars. I parked near the front and my girlfriend ran in to use the restroom. I opened the hood to see if could figure out what the issue was. While I was standing over the engine, another car entered the store parking lot and parked around the side and towards the rear. Three black guys got out and started walking around to the front of the store.
As they were opening the door to go in, my girlfriend was coming out. They immediately started making comments about how ~fine~ she was looking not realizing she was with me.
One said ~mmm, what a bottom!!~( her ass is a wonder!!) as they walked into the store. Katya just laughed. Rather then being afraid, she was enjoying a bit the attention and she smiled me with complicity. I started to laugh. The situation reminded us of the initial fantasies and we both had fun with that.
She didn't seem to be worried after I told her that I could not figure out what the problem was. I decided to call a evacuator. The three guys came out and were walking by back to their car. They asked what the problem was and I said that I had no clue but was going to call a evacuator..
I went inside to ask for a phone book to call the evacuator. The lady behind the desk didn't have a phone book, which I believed, and she wasn't about to help track down any numbers for evacuators. There was no internet coverage for phone.
When I went outside Katya was in the front seat of the car, with the door open, just sitting back waiting for me. As I was telling her about the fact that I didn't have a evacuator number, the three black guys walked back up to us. They were very bright eyed, obviously due to the cheerful look of Katya.
The most handsome one asked if we needed any help. I told him our dilemma, and one of the other guys with a strong Cuban accent said his uncle has a towing business. I asked for the number so I could call, but he claimed that he didn't know the number and his phone battery was flat. But he said he could call the Uncle's house number and track him down. He walked way a bit and talked on his mobile phone and came back.
Apparently the uncle was out on another evacuator service. When he got back in, his house had assured this guy that the uncle would call us. When I asked how long that was going to be, the Cuban guy said he had no idea.
Meanwhile, the most muscled guy is talking to my girlfriend the whole time. She was still leaned back in the front seat with the door open and her feet out on the ground. Her legs were perfect in her blue night party dress, very smooth and tanned, the high heels Russian girls love wearing were giving her legs an ultimate touch of beauty. Her dress was stretched out over her beautiful breasts. The handsome guy was openly flirting with her, and she loved the attention. She was practising her spanish with slight italian accent, what reinforced her exotic aura.
When I interrupted them and asked what she wanted to do, she acted like the answer was obvious. I joked in Russian to watch out with those guys and she laughed. I suggested that maybe we should just try to drive back out to the main road and make it further down the road to the next exit. She considered the idea, wondered why we wouldn't just wait for the one guy's uncle to come get the truck.
The third black guy had gone back to the car and came back with a bottle of fresh mojito. They were being nothing but friendly. I kept feeling like they were trying to be nice to me somehow, but my girlfriend was loving the attention and was talking to them as if she was still at the party. The situation was funny so I was not worried. I warned Katya joking to be careful. Any time I tried to subtlety drop a hint to her in Russian, they would jump all over asking what I said and making jokes of it.