Rennes station, I have an hour to wait.I often travel from Lyon to Lorient, TGV direct to Rennes and TER to Quimper.It's a ritual, first the Relay boutique, buying a book (Un Simple Dîner by Cécile Tlili), then a sandwich at Ty Vorm and finally a trip to the self-service piano. From the Relay store, I heard a few notes that I recognized, those of an Adagio by Mozart. 5 minutes of pure happiness and emotion. I approach, she is blonde, I know her posture in front of the piano, I am not the only one who appreciates it, a cluster of people are listening attentively, some are filming with their smartphones. It's her, Chrystelle, I know her, I know her well, very well. I position myself so that she sees me, she recognizes me, exchanges smiles. I walk towards her, I am behind her and put my hand on her back, on her shoulders, I caress her, under the amazed gaze of a few people. The Adagio comes to an end, the notes disappear in the hubbub of the station. I say to her “come”, she grabs her bag, puts on her coat over her black dress, offers me her hand, she comes. Chrystelle never said no to me. On this Monday, January 8, it is cold, the temperature has dropped below zero. Too bad for my TER, I'll take the next one or another, later still.Kyriad Hotel opposite the station. One bedroom, 2 people, one double bed, please.The receptionist stares at us, do we look like an illegitimate couple? His gaze lingers on Chrystelle's face. Chrystelle is very feminine, very attractive, very credible: he is a man in disguise. Side by side, sitting on the bed, the gestures are simple, tender, full of sensuality. Our mouths rediscover each other, our tongues taste each other. His hand unbuttons my shirt, caresses my chest, first sensations.My hand goes up along her bottom, uncovers her thigh and reveals a pair of white panties. I slide it down her legs.Her hand unbuttons the fly of my jeans, lingers on my already erect penis, she pulls down my boxers then my jeans, takes my penis in her hand, discovers the glans then approaches her mouth, kisses, licks and takes it whole all the way to the back of his throat. I have pleasure and accompany his fellatio with back and forth movements of my pelvis. I want her flesh, I kneel her on the bed, pull up her dress, she offers my gaze her well-shaped buttocks, ...

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