Popular wisdom says that a woman should be a caring mother in the nursery, a friendly hostess in the kitchen and a passionate mistress in the bedroom. And the first, and the second, and the third can be learned. But if we still agree to comprehend the basics of cooking or home economics, then we categorically refuse to study sexual science. "Women's Passions" suggest dropping all stereotypes and trying to become the ideal lover for your man.

“You are not a woman! You are an exception! "

Everyone who has been seduced wants to seduce himself.
Marlene Dietrich

First you need to answer the question: "What is she, the ideal lover?" How does it attract you? And why do many men think that a bad lover is a hundred times better than a good wife?

1. So, perfect lover knows exactly what her partner wants ... She knows how to caress him better and what to say at the same time. Of course, this knowledge does not fall on her "from the sky", she achieves it through long conversations "about it."

The mistress radiates desire, therefore, becomes the object of sexual attention for persons of the opposite sex. She does not have sex "for the company", but with pleasure and joy. She is a relaxed woman and boldly tries new poses and new places.

2. She is well-groomed, charming, bold. Enough clever , it is not for nothing that history has brought to us the parable of Napoleon. Once he asked his adjutant to find him a lady for the night, always smart. "Have mercy, sir, why should a woman be so smart in bed?" - he wondered. "And with whom will I talk in between?" - answered Bonaparte.

Cleopatra and Josephine, Lilya Brique and the Marquis de Pompadour were magnificent mistresses. You can read their biographies at your leisure and try to imagine yourself in the place of one of these great women.

3. The mistress makes the man feel like a real macho, and he, in turn, gives her an incomparable sensation of a seductress. Therefore, such ties, as a rule, are durable - no one wants to break off such a successful union.

4... The mistress differs from the wife in that she considers a man a holiday - while for his wife he has long become commonplace. With his mistress, a man regains himself: he becomes the most intelligent, sexy, passionate and generous.

Here is what Lilya Brik said about this: “We need to convince a man that he is wonderful or even brilliant, but that others do not understand this. And to allow him what is not allowed him at home. For example, smoking or driving wherever you want. Good shoes and silk underwear will do the rest. ” It was to her that men said: "You are not a woman, you are an exception."

Do you want to be the “exception” for your man? Tired of the routine in sex? Then go ahead to the next chapter!

From the dance of trembling knees to self-confidence

You can save yourself from a tiger, from an earthquake or a typhoon,
but not from the woman who decided to take possession of you. Jewish proverb

Much has been written about the art of seduction, which a mistress should master perfectly. Some are advised to dance a striptease, in others - to visit a sex shop, in the third - to watch a porn film. You can try all of this, but for now we will focus on another.

No matter how great the idea is, striptease can turn into a dance of trembling knees, and watching pornography - into humiliating copying of poses (often overwhelmingly acrobatic). This must be avoided by all means. Your main assistant on the path to the ideal lover is self-love.

5. Necessary love yourself unconditionally and selflessly, once and for all. Try to go to the mirror and say to the reflection, "I love you." Does not work? Ashamed? Nothing, it will pass. After a week or two of hard training, this phrase will seem easy, and you will feel like a geisha: a mysterious, inaccessible, "thing in itself."

6. Next step - love your body ... Understand that the model parameters "90-60-90" are not an end in themselves in life, and an ideal figure will not bring happiness in itself. You need to love your breasts, your hips and your hair. Think: would you love your man if he was disgusted with his torso? I'm sure not. You need to learn the attitude to the body from men - they are happy with what they have, and do not complex about or without reason.

7. Your eyes should glow as if you are filled (and it is so!) with some kind of inner energy and strength. Such eyes are captivating. Imagine that there is a light burning inside you, and do not forget about this when you shop, walk, take a shower. Remember that the ideal lover emits desire - so you try to "radiate" something.

These three easy steps will give you confidence and relaxedness. After you have passed them, you can proceed directly to the seduction.

"Thank you" for every night of love

Secrets of the Perfect Lover

When your husband is finished eating, don't let him go to bed before you.
You need to get in there first in order to invite him.
He must understand that you are finally ready for him.
Leave just a little bandage on your hips, the prettiest
and always wear pearls around the waist - they are needed for seduction.
And then, when everything happens, you can ask him for the moon:
he will go looking for her for you!

Hadi

8. The ideal lover is not only perfectly "savvy" in matters of sex, she also knows how to create a special atmosphere. In ancient treatises, attention was paid to everything: dinner, incense or aromatic oils, setting, clothing.

These details play a very important role. To create an atmosphere means to create a mood for the whole evening. ... Try experimenting with lighting: a red lamp instead of the usual one can turn the evening into a volcano of passions.

Hang in the bedroom and spread out on the floor and beds large erotic photos (you can from your archive), and if there are none, then buy an erotic album. You can view before or during pictures. Either way, they will play their part and fuel your passion.

Meet your man in negligee, but with any erotic detail : it can be a long string of beads around your neck or a rose in your hair. Before that, warn him with a call or SMS about a surprise of a sexual nature. This is especially necessary if your man is a big conservative.

9. Surprise the man unusual dinner. If before you ate hastily and semi-finished products, now prepare full-fledged snacks and salads. Sparkling wine is welcome, but in reasonable amounts. Experiment with tequila - the salt can be licked off anywhere. The main thing is not to overdo it with alcohol.

10. If everything goes as it should, then your man will "start" very quickly. Your task - stretch pleasure for a long time. During sex, interrupt, rest, change positions. You can even talk, but not about household chores, and even less about world news, but about feelings and feelings. Finally, tell us where you should be stroked, touched, pinched and what you enjoy.

11. After the peak, gently hug your one and only thank him for this night of love.

12. After such a "flash", even old relationships flare up with renewed vigor. but the ideal lover does not stop there - she experiments with a man ... Of course, you won't be able to do this every night (and you don't need to, it will quickly become commonplace), but from time to time you need to pamper yourself and your loved one!

Walled up!

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I still didn't believe. True, she began to pay more attention to what time her husband comes home, who he calls, how he is going to work. And I did not notice anything new. The only place where I could not check his behavior was on business trips. And he has them on a regular basis - so the work requires. He travels with checks to the districts almost every month.

But my sister assured me that business trips had nothing to do with it. The mistress lives in our city. And just in the area where my sister works in one of the firms. And she more than once saw her husband leave the house opposite. "What is he doing there? Have you thought about it? Ask him!" - she admonished me. I never had the habit of following my husband, looking in the log of his calls, reading text messages. And therefore, to ask him a question about his mistress head on, she considered just her own humiliation. Probably, I would never have done it, if not for a terrible incident.

It was in the summer. We were getting ready for my son's birthday, and I decided to bake his favorite strawberry cake. And outside the city, not far from Pryazha, our friends live, who had a lot of strawberries that summer. They told me to come and pick berries for the holiday. Here is the husband and daughter and went to them. Both strange ones returned, but I did not bother with questions. And literally the next day, I remember well that it was Saturday, because my daughter was going to a disco, and everything turned out. Her father did not like to let her go to the club. I always came back late, we were both worried, so it always came to a scandal. I allowed, but he did not. So this time they quarreled very much. My daughter burst into tears and shouted through her tears: “Mom, you don't know anything! He has a child, daughter! Vika's name! "

I instantly remembered my sister's warnings. Has it really gone this far? The ceiling above me went down like a raven. I was thrown into a fever. And in my throat everything was intercepted so that I could not utter a word. The husband reproachfully looked at his daughter, and he told me that he would explain everything so that I could calm down.

Mom, can you imagine, when we were driving for berries and dad stopped at a gas station, while he went to pay for gas, I opened the "glove compartment" and saw his passport there. I just decided to look through. And where the children are registered, I found the girl's name with his last name. That is, dad has three children, mom! - she was ahead of all his explanations.

I will not tell you what I experienced at that moment. Words still cannot convey. My husband got dressed and went out, and I sat down and how I “died”. Petrified, in general. When the husband returned, she could not utter a word. However, we were both silent. And so it went on for several days. And then I silently packed his suitcase, stuffing it there without thinking that and for some reason putting our wedding photo on top. She put the "load" of the years lived at the door. My husband saw him when he came home from work.

What is it? he asked, as if not understanding what was the matter.

What do you think? I don’t want to see you anymore, ”I answered and burst into tears. Here my tears flowed like a river. I cried bitterly, did not want to listen to anything, although he started a conversation, trying to explain the situation to me. I plugged my ears and kept repeating one thing: "Go away!" He left that evening and disappeared for several days.

I started to worry. I cried and thought of only one thing: if only nothing happened. I decided to call myself.

"Well? Happy? Have you returned to her? " - I started with questions. She realized from his voice that his mood was nowhere worse. He told me that he was not going to return anywhere, he lived in an apartment with a colleague, and he went on vacation. He said where he lives, apparently, so that I could verify this truth of him.

Feet themselves carried me to him. I hated myself for this, but I ran early in the morning to catch him before work. We met and talked. He did not beat himself on the chest, did not repent, did not make excuses, but simply told me this:

I didn’t even think to cheat on you. I don’t understand how it happened. I drank too much. Then we did not meet. And one day she found me and said she was pregnant. She only asked to register the child when he was born, saying that she didn't need anything else from me. But I cannot live and not notice what I have done myself. I visit them, but believe me, just to help, to be with the girl for a while - she's not to blame. I just didn't want you to know this truth. I take care of you because I love you very much. Decide yourself. I will rent an apartment and live alone.

I didn't know whether to believe him or not. Shed a sea of ​​tears. She fell into terrible states. I didn't even want to live. The children were saving. My daughter took great care of me and regretted that she had told this truth about her father. And the son helped in everything, but began to avoid his father, did not answer his calls, did not take money from him.

And yet I filed for divorce. Realizing that the children have grown up and I can explain everything to them, I made this decision. But for all the severity of what happened, I did not leave the feeling that we could not do without each other. I got divorced, as if I wanted to make sure of this. He took great care of the children as before, ran to them at the first call. He also fulfilled all my requests with lightning speed.

And once, on the next anniversary of our wedding, he called and offered to meet. He ordered me a taxi and was brought to a restaurant. We sat down very sincerely ... We did not sort things out, did not swear in love, but simply felt that we were very dear to each other. I was sure that if I had told him then: "Come back", he would have been in heaven with happiness. But I didn't. I decided to tease him. After all, they hinted to me more than once that he had a fan at work, that he danced with her at a corporate party, that he saw her off, etc. Look, they say, you give such a man. Therefore, I was in no hurry to get closer to my ex-husband. And after that meeting, he began to call and invite me to dinner at his place (he still rented an apartment for all two years).

And I was rushing to him. I wanted this to the point of impossibility. Our second youth has begun. New passion ... I didn't say anything to the children. And when I didn't spend the night at home, I thought of what my friend had, because she went on a business trip, and entrusted me to look after my beloved cat.

What kind of cat? - the daughter gave me the other day. - Mom, what kind of cat? Yes, you have a lover! And we know for sure that this is ... dad.

So anything can happen in life. But if there is love, it will put everything in its place. And everything will decide for us ...

Anastasia Dobrokhotova

I met an old friend and was amazed at how she had changed in five years: instead of a cozy homemade bbw in orthopedic moccasins, there was an elegant stylish lady on high heels in front of me.

To my question - what is the reason for this transformation, she replied: "I went beyond all limits" ... And she told her own very frankly. The name of the heroine had to be changed in order not to miss a single detail from her fate.

"I dreamed: children will grow up, and then my husband and I will heal at our pleasure- concerts, restaurants, travel. For a romantic weekend we will go to a castle or a landlord: a four-poster bed, a lake with boats, a swing on the shore ... The children have grown up. And my husband went on a romantic weekend - to an old estate ... with a young».

Kira graduated from the Faculty of History of the University. I got married during my studies, gave birth to a daughter, a year later - a son... Not a day by profession did not work because the son was often sick, and the husband earned enough. Kira checked the children’s lessons, went to school meetings, cooked meals. She worked part-time at home, as she knew German well - she did translations for the trading company of a former classmate, Valeria. When my daughter graduated from university, and my son entered medical school, Kira found out that her husband has a mistress.

Shock therapy

A friend told me about his mistress: “I will feel like a traitor if I say nothing. Do you think Sergei was at a seminar in Berlin last month? And I saw him with my girlfriend in a SPA hotel, near Koknese "... She looked at me with joyful curiosity and felt a participant in a reality show.

I said that I was not following my husband and in general everything was fine with us. She asks: “Really - everything is fine?And when did you have it with him? " And I think: “So ... When was he? Horror, my God, I have to remember when we had sex - it's wrong, it shouldn't be this way ... yeah, two months ago... How could I not have noticed this? What happened to me? Why didn't I want to ?! "

The friend left. I looked at myself in the mirror, and it seemed to me that someone meanly stole my youth during the time that I took children to schools and circles - where did these folds along the cheeks, wrinkles on the forehead, circles under the eyes come from? In front of me was a flabby aunt "over forty"... It was like a death knell in my head. And the most offensive thing was that my faithful looked great at forty-five, went to the gym for more than a year, pumped up biceps like Stallone's, bought myself white slacks and a blue sweater (we chose together). And then I went with my mistress to where I dreamed of being with him.

How a woman initiates a divorce

I asked my husband: “Is it true? Do you have a mistress? "
He said, "Yes."

I screamed, cried, called him a scoundrel. He said that before we had nothing to do together, and now - even more so, since he has changed over twenty years of life together, has grown as a person, and I have only grown old.

In the heat of the scandal, I shouted to him: "That's it - I'm getting divorced!" He fell silent, and I decided that I had defeated him with my threat, and two days later he said: "Yes you are right. I thought it over. We will have to divorce " .

And I understood how women are the initiators of most divorces. The wife would already be glad to take her words back, but what has been said cannot be reversed. And it goes to the end.

I told my daughter about the divorce via Skype. The daughter replied: "Yes, you and dad have been living like strangers for a long time!"
I was upset: “Why as strangers? I cook his favorite meals every day, after work I meet, I ask how the day has gone ".
"And does he tell you a lot?"- the daughter inquired sarcastically.

The son, hearing about, was upset, but courageously declared that among his friends there are more of those whose parents are divorced ...

How people go crazy

Several months passed. I got better ten kilograms... Husband looked at me with disgust and rarely slept at home.

We had a good apartment - in the center, four rooms in a brick house. Her husband got it from her parents. I knew that as a wife I had the right to a part of the living space, and I asked him to solve the housing issue, taking into account my interests. He declared: “This is my and my children's apartment! I will not sell or share anything. I do not intend to leave. Leave yourself. If you want, we will sue and get divorced forever. I can give you five thousand euros of compensation - everything that we have on our account ".

I opened my mouth to accuse my husband, but then it dawned on me - I am forty-two years old, and I have no corner of my own, no profession, no friends, no authority... Nothing, except for a stupid diploma, with which you can't get anywhere. So I'm not worth anything? ..

In the evening asked my son who he would stay with if I leave. He hesitates - here he has his own large room, next to him are friends, the center of the city. ... All clear.

And something jumped in me: "Well, to hell with you, I'll take a suitcase and go wherever I can!"

They spread us quickly, since I gave up all claims for my husband's apartment... And she didn’t take money from him: it was humiliating to take such a sum - like alms for helplessness.

When you really feel bad, everything collapses, you are always alone, in your personal hell... Once you decide how to get out of hell, you will have friends and helpers. But while you are lying at the bottom, no one will be with you... Well, maybe a guardian angel will come to comfort you - if you suffer from a hallucinatory form of schizophrenia. I did not have schizophrenia, and the angel did not come to me.

What is loneliness

I didn't understand how to live on... I have no one, my parents died in Belarus. All married girlfriends shied away from me that divorce is a contagious airborne disease. And when we met on the street looked at me as a disabled person- “what would such an innocent talk about, so as not to remind her about her mutilation - the status of a divorced woman. "

Crazy decision

I needed my own apartment... I had 15,000 dollars in proceeds from my mother's house sold in Belarus. I could not count on a bank loan, because there was no permanent job. I asked Valeria to register me in her company at least for the minimum wage... Valeria, the holy woman, agreed. I found through the Internet furnished apartment in a residential area, whose owners went abroad for two years.

My husband is returning from work, and I already have a suitcase and bags packed. As he saw, he shouted: “Where are you going, crazy! Let me at least move your things! " But I refused.

I got a job on an ad on the Internet look after the old lady with Alzheimer's disease. She worked day after day. For three hundred lats, with meals. Carried out the ship and changed diapers... Found time translate texts.

My son almost fainted when he found out what I was doing. And what? I've been caring for someone all my life, cooked food, dust and cleaned. Now I got paid to do it.

Probably, the old woman in a sane condition was a good person, otherwise the grandchildren would not spend 600 lats a month on her care. I got a thrill, and instead of being corroded alone, I am from loads and from austerity very emaciated and now it looked like not a stout aunt, but a hound.

Profitable proposition

I saved almost everything I earned- 400 lats per month. Seven months later, Valeria called me to the office and said: “We are changing the profile of the company. We no longer need translations. And you need confectionery director, and such that he did not go on maternity leave, so that his children did not get sick, that he knew how to cook himself and was stubborn. How are you. A year ago I would not have offered you this, but just try it. ".

And I tried... I had a feeling as if it were not me, but another woman so I wasn't scared. Yes, and I always liked feeding people, and they paid quite decent money.

Six months later, I looked after myself an apartment- 38 meters, finished turnkey, in a new building, not far from the center, with a huge corner window, and fell in love with her... The price was brought down from 46 thousand euros to 41. With difficulty, I found a bank that agreed to lend me. I figured out the possibilities of payments - I'll pull it if I immediately pay a third of the amount. So I got my own apartment.

Where can you meet a man

I was happy and went to the furniture salon buy a bed, table and chair. There was not enough money for more. And I met in the store with a man of my age- he chose the sofa by reclining on each one. He told me that otherwise you will not feel the "product module" in any way.

Spread out on another bed, glancing sideways at me, and I suddenly wanted sex... I was amazed because I had forgotten about sexual desire a long time ago. She never cheated on her husband. Was not particularly turned on sex. And suddenly I remembered that I am a woman.

Feeling myself incredibly vicious, agreed to go with Victor to a cafe. He said he was married and looking for adventure... I replied that I was divorced and ready for an adventure. We agreed on an adventure - tomorrow afternoon, in my apartment. I was absolutely not stopped by the fact that he is married - it turns out that all my principles somehow imperceptibly remained in the past... I just appreciated his honesty.

How did it come out

Somehow not very much. I compared Victor to his ex-husband... Victor lost to him both in size and quality. I almost blurted out: "And it's all?..", but I resisted and he proudly asked if I felt good, and promised that tomorrow "it will be even better".

Tomorrow was much longer, but not much better... And even after sex, someone called him on the phone, and he said with an unwavering face: “Yes, my bunny. Definitely, my bunny. As you say, dear ".

In the evening I went to my ex-husband: he promised give me whatever I want from the furniture if it "doesn't make me have bad memories." My husband met me on the doorstep. He looked great- gray-haired temples, a toned figure.

I looked at myself in the hallway mirror - and for the first time in recent years I was satisfied: eyes shine, thin, mobile... Alive. For the first time, we talked peacefully and for a long time about current affairs.

New Year in a new way

The previous one I met in the company of an old woman and her Alzheimer's. My husband invited me to this New Year: "Let's get together with the whole family".

I warned that I will not cook anything... The husband promised to take care of the table himself. I arrived at ten - with champagne and pastries from our pastry shop. And on the table is a duck with prunes, asparagus salad, candles and crystal glasses. At the table - ex-husband, in a suit and tie. After all, there is no one sexier than a man in a well-tailored suit. And me it became a shame that some girl was using such kindness, but I got moderate merits Viktor.

We are with children exchanged gifts... I took the gift to my ex, but kept it in my bag - I waited to see if he would give me something. He gave me a gold lily pendant. I handed him a gift cognac, asked what the pendant was for. And he replies: "As a sign of our meeting".

I raised my glass and said: “For your health, Sergei, and thank you for the fact that you, without wanting it, pushed me to such changes in my life, which I never dreamed of, and they all happened in a year and a half. I'm not angry with you... Forgive me too for everything ".

I saw that tears glisten in his eyes... And my throat caught too tight. In order not to cry, I say: "Just don't think that I forgot how you treated me badly.", and he replies: "I think I wanted you to stay."... The kids drove off to the party and I spent the night with my ex-husband... In the morning he asked why did I become so insatiable and irrepressible... But I myself do not know: there seems to be less time, more work, but desire woke up - the woman again became a berry.

This is my life

This is how my ex-husband became my lover... He picks me up in his car once a week, sets the table for a romantic dinner, buys flowers. Drives back. I don't make him breakfast- I have already prepared for all my life. Do not ask how he is doing with his girlfriend. I don't care... And I'm not going to return to him. Recently he asked if I would like to fly with him to Venice in May. I didn't mind.

I met with Victor three more times, and then asked him not to call again. If I see another handsome man - now I come across them all the time, I will not refuse. I have not made a vow of allegiance to anyone... I am friends with Valeria, with the girls from our pastry shop. My relationship with children has changed: they no longer see me as just an unreasonable loving nanny and are friends with me.

I built my life "as is customary"- received a decent education, was homely, caring - eventually put on weight, turned into an amoeba and came to disaster.

When I went beyond all reason: she refused a fight for the division of property during a divorce, hired a nurse, agreed to an unfamiliar job in a cafe, started an affair with a married man, for some time met with two lovers at once - became human and felt happy.

And the funniest thing for me in all this is that my ex-husband and other men who like me much more are new than I am old. "

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