That day there was a terrible downpour in the street, rivers of water poured from the black skies and turned the pavements into mountain rivers. She got out of the service car and ran at a run, hiding from a plastic folder from the rain, but still got wet through. When she entered the office of the firm she needed, she looked like a woman bathed in clothes. The fabric of her office dress became transparent from the water and all the male workers poked out of their nest-sections to admire her figure in erotic underwear, whistling in delight. "Well, hid in the hole, and work !!! And now I'll postpone the report for tomorrow! ”- Elena heard a terrible cry. She turned gratefully and saw a woman of about 40-45 years old, in a strict suit. “Do you need something?” She asked Elena, in a much warmer and more pleasant voice. Helen was surprised by this quick transition from a terrible roar, from which even the men hid in their shells, to an almost gentle and kind voice. “Yes, I need a director of your company, I have to give him a package of documents,” Elena replied, and the woman gave her a hand and invited her to follow her.
She was taken to the director's office, where a strict woman and the director began to look directly at her for the proposed package of documents, loudly discussing the main points. Elena, although she was at the position of an ordinary employee in her company, thanks to her education and keen intelligence, perfectly understood the whole point and order of the office. She even had her own opinion, different from the leaders, but when she tried to express it, she was ordered to cram it in one place. And now, she knew that the document she brought did not meet the requirements that the company would like to see.
Therefore, she was not surprised that the director and the strict lady were discussing the points of the agreement, unsatisfactorily snicking and showing their displeasure. “Natalia, I see no reason to continue to consider this document. I tend to return it to this beautiful lady, with a cover letter with gratitude and wishes for the best. What do you think? ”Said the director, closing the folder. “I agree with you completely. The ugly written document did not spell out the basic positions on rights and responsibilities, ”Natalia supported her head and stretched out a hand to take the folder from the director, when Elena suddenly, even for herself, said soma:“ Wait! Of course, this is not my business, but this agreement was made by a person who replaces the main specialist for the time of illness and not by his profile (she knew this guy, he was sweet and responsive, and therefore everyone drove him, forcing him to do the carriage of work, paying as for a cart, but he suffered all). If you have time and opportunity, I could
right now, on the spot to finalize this agreement. I really wouldn’t like that the person who compiled this document had problems, he is a very good person. ” “You know, girl, it's good that you are so cordial, but I'm not sure that you can make this dead document alive!” The director snapped. “Let us argue?” Elena suddenly asked. The director looked at her in surprise and laughed along with a strict woman. “Well, girl, let's argue, why not, at least some fun in our gray life. What are your conditions? ”He asked slyly, squinting.
Without hesitation, Elena replied: “If I have time to reanimate this document in an hour, then you’ll have a chocolate, and if not, then I’m off!” “Well, no, we have a serious organization here and we solve not less serious issues, but , therefore, the betting should be very serious, I have other bets! If you fail the project, then you go with me to a restaurant, I am not a married man and a lover of women's society, but if your document is good, then I will take you to my job with a salary twice as much as you have now! Do you agree? ”The director suggested with an even more sly smile.
Elena has been married for five years already. Her husband, Sergey, got her back in school and right after graduation, they got married. The first year of living together brought a lot of joy and disappointment, quarrels and great moments. The second was similar to the first, but with a smaller number of trash and moments. In the third year, they began to live as if they were 50 years old and together they had been at least 20 years old. Everything became measured and ordinary. From Monday to Saturday, they worked, slept on Sunday, went to visit, cleaned. And so every day, week, month. Love has become a habit and mutual respect, responsibility and dependence. Sex has become more of a pleasant duty and right than a happy opportunity. For all five years, she has never had contact with other men. None No dates, no flirting. She believed that this would be a great deception and betrayal of Sergei. Therefore, the proposed rate was very high for Elena. She understood that all this was conditional and in jest, but even in jest she did not want to make such promises.
The director saw the confusion on Elena's face and, wanting to cheer her up, explained: “Elena, I suggest just going to have dinner at a restaurant, without necessarily continuing! So Natalia will confirm to you that I am a fairly decent and honest person. It will be just a pleasure to talk with you. ” The strict woman whom the director called Natalia nodded her head in the affirmative. "Good! I agree, but I need a computer! ”Answered Elena, determined to win the bet. She was given a place, and timed it. She very diligently and quickly rewrote the text of the agreement, excluded clauses that did not suit the company, included what she thought should have been there. Forty minutes later she had already printed the document. Having run through it once again, looking for inaccuracies and mistakes and having made sure that he is in order, Elena proudly went to the director's office. He was not surprised at all, showed her to the edge of the table and said that their company would call her back later and communicate his decision. Elena returned to her office.
The clock was already five o'clock in the evening when she was called into the general's office. There was her head of the department, legal counsel and head of the personnel department. When she appeared, a storm began, even more likely a typhoon. The general shouted that she was a brainless fool, and that all damage would be recovered from her personally, as well as from her leaders. “Who are you to draw up a contract ?! Do you even know what you did? If I signed this crap, instead of 16 million, we would get only six! Six! Who asked you ?! Or did they pay you? ”- the general was yelling red with anger. She did not even try to explain something. When she reworked the agreement, she perfectly saw that she was hiding behind the omissions and omissions of the clauses in the agreement. It was a clear, ill-concealed deception. She decided that she would do everything right, because all the same her company would get its profit, if not so much. She was fired right in her office, or rather, thrown out without severance pay. She went to collect their belongings, almost not upset because of what happened. “I’ll find another job, think!” She reassured herself, when suddenly her mobile phone rang.
"Hello, Elena. This is Natalia! You brought us an agreement today and made a bet with Nikolai Petrovich! He asks you to remind you that the agreement is not signed, therefore you lost and he has already sent the car behind you, which is waiting for you at the entrance to the office. He very much hopes that you are decent not only in drawing up agreements, but also in betting, ”Elena’s familiar voice heard on the phone, and she didn’t have time to say anything about how the beeps were heard. She stood a little perplexed, wondering where this woman came from, then looked out the window and actually saw a car standing in the parking lot with the headlights on. After a moment's hesitation, she grabbed a box with her things from the table and went downstairs. “In the end, I’ll just say to his face that the contract I made was correct, and that it’s not signed is not my fault!” She decided.
The car brought her to a very luxurious restaurant. She knew this, since it was here that her former director general often came to conduct business negotiations. It all cost fabulous money. Even a simple cup of coffee would have cost Elena a week of her work. She got out of the car, and straight with the box in her hands went to the entrance, fully confident that the doorman simply wouldn't let her inside and she would go home with a clear conscience, roar into the pillow. But the slender guy in the form of a grenadier seemed to be waiting for her to appear, smiled and helpfully opened the door: “Please, Madame! Very glad to see you! Come to the distributor, you are waiting. " Elena was quite surprised at such a reception. She was even more surprised when another young man asked for a box from her hands and said that she could pick it up after dinner, another asked her to go after him. She was led to a table set for two. Beautiful plates, sets of a huge number of forks, spoons, knives, intricate figovenok, glasses, glasses, wine glasses, a vase with fruit and, of course, a candlestick with candles. She helpfully pushed the chair and offered to sit down. As soon as she sat down, the waiter, striking a long lighter, set fire to the candles and they brightly and romantically lit up, adding color and fire to this magic.
"Hello, Elena! Again! Sorry that I was late, I didn’t think that you would collect your belongings so quickly and arrive, ”Nikolai Petrovich turned up next to, again smiling slyly as well. "You know what! Everything is very beautiful and romantic, but! I correctly made the contract! We did not agree that it should be signed! I ... "- Elena began to defend her position, but Nikolai Petrovich stopped her with a gesture of her hand. “I totally agree with you! You made a very good agreement. You knew that you were causing damage to your company, but you still did not agree to continue the deception proposed by your leadership. I admit my defeat, and here I invited you to discuss your new job and salary with you! Sorry for the trick, but I booked a table right away, as you went to make a contract, sure that you would fail the task, it was a pity and uncomfortable to eat alone, ”- with an apologetic voice, but with the same tricky smile, Nicholas said Petrovich. And she, for some reason, believed him that he was not lying. What really was the way he said and no cheating is not here. She suddenly realized that Nikolai Petrovich, causes trust simply by her appearance, gestures, manner of speaking. He seemed the embodiment of honor and dignity. Not that her ex-general, always in new suits, dressed up for someone's taste, a flashy gold watch and cufflinks, a sleek face and hair. And the smell. The smell of money and luxury. From Nikolai Petrovich smelled of spring. She did not see luxurious things on it. Although the watches were obviously expensive, although they were toli in silver, but rather in a steel case. The suit is clearly worn, but it sits on the man very well and smoothly. But the most important thing is hands. Nikolai Petrovich’s hands were clean, with neatly cut nails, but muscular. It was evident that he worked a lot with his hands, physical work is well known to him not by hearsay. There was no ring on the right hand. Elena herself was surprised by this observation, but even more by her reaction to this. She, for some reason, was delighted. “What is the difference for me, is he married or not ?! I'm married! ”She thought.
She decided to agree to the proposal of Nikolai Petrovich to stay for dinner. Moreover, there was nothing special at home, and I wanted to drink hard, which would stifle unpleasant feelings about dismissal. She did not take seriously the words of Nikolai Petrovich regarding her new work. Who will hire an unfamiliar specialist, and even with a salary, simply on the basis of a converted document. But Nikolai Petrovich was persistent: “Elena, I already learned how much you were getting at your former job. I'm sorry, but I sent a spy to collect information about you. Therefore, I will offer you a bet not twice as much, but three. I am sure that this will be a decent compensation for your work in our company. I am also sure that you will spend all this money to the last penny and with a vengeance! ”“ Three times ?! But this is 90 thousand! You probably did not say the salary. I get as many as 30 thousand. So it’s unlikely that you will be able to pay almost 100 thousand, ”Elena replied with a grin, completely sure that the interlocutor was wrong. “That's how it is? As many as 30? Indeed, they gave me the wrong message, it will be necessary to punish the informant. I was told 45 mb. Well then. Then get not three, but four times! You will receive 130 thousand. This is the standard rate for our employees, ”Nikolai Petrovich calmly replied, watching the waiter spread out the dishes brought. "130 thousand !! Yes, he is joking !! ”- Helen's amazement knew no bounds. “But what should I do for such money? I do not know how to kill people, I don’t even like to deceive them! ”Elena asked cautiously. “You will maintain contractual relations with our partners. This is a very difficult job, requiring exactly your knowledge, skills and abilities, and especially your character. I need honesty, dignity and openness. My employees should radiate and demonstrate that our company works on the basis of truth, and not only on the basis of profit. “, - Nikolai Petrovich calmed her down and added:“ Not any prostitution for the sake of contracts, not any parties and business dinners, no gifts or other sugary nonsense important for money lovers. I'm sure you can handle it. ”
A week later, she was already hard at work in a new job. She was very surprised by her husband by bringing home 250 thousand of “lifting” paid to her at a new place as gratuitous help, to acquire the things she needed for work. She bought office outfits for all possible cases, a tablet, a laptop, a cell phone, and the remaining money, more than half, in spite of Sergei's yelling and shouting, returned back to the cashier. An hour later, Nikolai Petrovich summoned her and gave her another 300,000, demanding to put them in any case in her safe and spend as needed without a report. “Elena, you understand, if a firm gives you something, it means that it should be used in full. Show your creativity and imagination, spend this amount for a week on yourself, but in the interests of the company ", - after a short silence, Nikolai Petrovich added:" You are the face of the company and you must be perfect in everything! "
She understood the hint and immediately enrolled in a beauty salon, where she had her teeth fixed, her hair repaired, her skin was restored, she was taught how to use make-up correctly, and she was forced to walk regularly three times a week for fitness. Nikolai Petrovich expressed his satisfaction with a simple nod of his head. And then the work began. Yes, her new director was right, she worked out every penny of her salary in full. She came home barely alive and fell dead. Sergey began to worry about her, but she calmed down and said that it was only in the beginning, then she would figure it out and get into it and everything would get better. But a month passed, then another, but the work only increased. It just so happened that her arrival and growth in the number of partners occurred simultaneously. She gasped. Nikolay Petrovich decided to support her, first he increased her salary, bringing her up to 300 thousand. Mad money. For a month she earned almost as much as her husband for the year. But this was not enough for Elena to be able to fully cope with the load. Then he hired an assistant for her, but even that did not help much. The result was the creation of a department, ... in which she was appointed head. Three months later, the department earned as a clockwork, and she suddenly realized that already at 12 o'clock in the afternoon she had nothing to do personally, except for control and checks. It was a real shock. Finally, you could breathe deeply and live normally. She looked back at the time when she worked alone, created a department and was terrified at how she was tormented herself. “How did I not die, then?” - she thought, and only then she realized that she had completely forgotten about herself, about Sergey, about their family.
In the evening, she called her husband to the restaurant. The one that started her takeoff. She decided to thank him for his patience and understanding that she didn’t whine and didn’t demand that she took over the house, didn’t bother with sex and so on. They sat at the table, and she spoke words of gratitude to him and promised that everything would be different now. “How did you tolerate me? How could you have had so much time without sex ?! ”- already under a degree from drunk wine, Elena asked her husband with a smile and jokingly:“ To the neighbor, did he run? ”But the husband, for some reason, was serious in the expression of his face, Elena suddenly realized that Sergei all this time, while she was bent on work, was alone, in itself. That he pestered and demanded attention, that he asked and even threatened and blackmailed, and then, suddenly, he stopped. And she didn’t even notice it, as if an annoying fly had flown away from the room. She tried to remember the last time they had sex and could not. “With whom?” She asked, lowering her eyes. "No matter. It doesn't matter at all. You left me, exchanging for your freaking job, burning life there, but not spending it with me, "Sergey replied tiredly," I wanted to even divorce you, but to be honest, you bought me. I quickly got used to the fact that we can afford everything! You didn’t even notice that I haven’t been working for three months already! ”And I really didn’t notice. She came late and he was already at home. She left early, and he was still at home. Then she remembered the strange long hair on the floor, the strange smell from the pillow, someone else's lipstick on the table and many other little things that came to her eyes, but she did not attach them to values then, fully focused on her work. Then they sat silently, silently returned home together, silently went to bed.
In the morning she went to the large mirror and carefully looked at her reflection. In the mirror she looked at her amazingly beautiful girl, slim figure, seductive forms. “Yes, I now look better than before the wedding! Has grown thin, has grown, became even more beautiful! How could he exchange me for another ?! ”, she thought, although she already knew very well that it was not he himself who was to blame, but her actual absence in his life. Not wanting to take the blame on herself, Elena decided to punish her husband. She wore the most beautiful and favorite underwear, chose the most sophisticated and irresistible office suit with a chic skirt, put on a stunning makeup and went to work. Her main goal today was to shine with beauty and radiate sexuality.
The first unusual behavior was noticed by Nikolai Petrovich, who looked at her very carefully, looked at her all with his sly look and snorted. Then her subordinate, especially the men, began to glance in amazement. In the course of resolving issues and controlling the fulfillment of tasks, it seemed to them that Elena flirts with them. Not believing their eyes and ears, they looked for support from their colleagues and, receiving confirmation nods and smirks from them, were even more surprised. Elena entered into a rage. She saw how mouths opened, lips licked, shoulders of her subordinates straightened when she talked to them and as if casually showed a neckline in a blouse or touched their thighs. And when she took the contract specialist by the hand, he faltered in mid-sentence and could not then explain something to her.
After lunch, Nikolai Petrovich summoned her. Apparently the news about the indiscreet behavior of the head of the contractual relations department reached him too, because he immediately began to ask if everything was well with her at home. “Yes, everything is great! Sergei probably is now at home, he quit his job, thought it would be better for us, we will have dinner in the evening, and then ... ”, but she was interrupted by a ringing slap in the face from Nikolai Petrovich and gasped on the chair. "I hate lies! I took you to work only because you were the embodiment of truth, in words, deeds and in appearance! And now I see a lie trickle out of your mouth, sparkling make-up on your face and probably framing your ass in lace panties! ”- he spoke so hard and angry that Elena was frightened by this voice even more than an unexpected slap in the face. “A lying bitch! Has decided to revenge the husband that he could not look at your indifference and indifference to him ?! And for this, you behave like a station slut ?! ”- the director’s voice cut over the ears, but his words and their meaning tore much more painful to her heart. He knew everything. Everything. I understood everything from her first appearance today. She roared, loudly, in a voice, pouring out streams of tears. Her body shook convulsions and convulsions. She gasped. An unexpected splash of cold water in the face brought back the ability to breathe and think.
Nikolai Petrovich stood next to the carafe in his hand and smiled. “Well, how? Easy? ”He asked in a kind and even gentle tone. She nodded with difficulty, not understanding what was happening. “I give you a vacation. Sorry, not very big, ten days. But what would you have decided during this time all your family affairs and preferably with a plus sign. And now get out of the office and that I would not see you here before the fifth, and then I will be fired! ”- commanded, at last he and she ran out of his office, ashamed of their behavior at the beginning of the working day and of their tears during the conversation.
She got into the car and rushed home, wanting to ask Sergey for forgiveness for having been forgotten by her. She ran into the apartment, went into the corridor and was surprised by the silence. She went around all the rooms, but did not find Sergey in them. “Maybe she went to the store?” She thought, and immediately noticed that she had left her cell phone in the car. She went to the stairwell to call the elevator and go down to the car, when she suddenly noticed that the neighbor door was slightly ajar opposite. A funny phrase about her neighbor suddenly surfaced in her head. Grinning, Elena pressed the elevator button, and was about to enter the open doors, when she suddenly thought that she had heard Sergei's voice. She froze, listening to the sounds. But only the buzz in the elevator and its mechanisms could be heard. She looked again at the neighbor's door and, not believing what she was doing, headed towards her.
She pulled the door quietly toward her, and she opened almost silently. Elena began to move cautiously along the corridor, studying it. On the walls were photographs showing a pretty girl in various poses and variations. In the corridor it smelled of something pleasant. She went to his end, when she heard a noise behind the right door. She already knew what she would see there, but decided to make sure of it herself. She lightly pushed the door with her hand and froze.
On a huge bed with a mirror ceiling hanging above it, two people made love. She did not see the man’s face, but she saw his buttocks very well and especially how they tensed up every time he inserted his dick under the girl lying under him. She realized with horror that she could not identify her Sergey on the ass. She forgot how she is with him. Meanwhile, the man was actively working his hips, and Elena was clearly visible as a member enters and emerges from the greedily open vagina of a girl who stretched her legs and violently wagged the piston in tact. "Yes Yes Yes! Come on! Still! Fuck me fuck me Insert the eggs! ”The girl moaned, grabbing ... the man behind her back and leaving red stripes of nails on her. The man answered her screams and requests with powerful shocks, practically beating the girl with his blows. “How long and thick his body is, how big his eggs are,” for some reason, Elena thought, and she was surprised by this, because before, she considered Sergey’s sizes quite average. “Maybe he was so excited by this bitch?” She decided, and suddenly she felt a terrible desire to immediately be in her place. In the stomach from the beginning of the day there was a aching emptiness, and between the legs it was itching.
She understood that she herself was to blame for this, aroused herself by flirting with subordinates, and the dream to apologize to Sergei and to surrender to him at home as soon as possible, further rekindled her female nature. And then there's such a sight, her husband fucks some kind of beauty that cums under his onslaught, spreading his legs wide apart and biting his shoulder. “Why did I not see any scratches or bites before?” Thought Elena, but the itch between her legs brought her thoughts back on track. “Is she more beautiful than me? Does he think she is better? Does he like her? ”- she thought, while her hand itself was already stroking her chest, compressing and caressing. Waves of pleasure went on her body, long forgotten what sex is. Like a woken up volcano that had accumulated nuclear energy inside itself, she felt the onset of an eruption, which was hindered by something, or vice versa, something was missing. She was surprised to find that she did not feel jealous, but that she was betrayed. Only a grudge against the fact that under her husband she’s not lying, but some other girl who just shot her eyes in time, waved her ass, sighed languidly. She even saw how it all happened.
Sergey drives up to the house, gets out of the car and goes to the entrance. "Sergei! Hello! Hold the door, please! ”He hears the familiar voice of the new neighbor. It seems that she works in a model agency. Still, with such external data. Beautiful girl. The legs are long, the ass is athletic, the figure is seductive, and how she dresses erotically, that as much as possible, captures the spirit. They didn’t even know each other. How does she know his name? ”Thank you very much, but I’m always tormented with this intercom key,” she will say and give Sergey a radiant smile and spray her shanele flavor around him. Here they go together to the elevator. Sergey embarrassedly presses against the wall, leaving more space for the girl, and she purposely, presses closer to him, so that he would feel her smell and warmth. She tells him something, and in return he nods his head and laughs more out of politeness than from understanding and realizing jokes and happy moments. Then they disperse at the site, at parting, smiling at each other. A day later, they meet again and go together again, this time Sergey is already less confused, he already hears and understands her better. And then, after three days, she knocks on his door and asks for help. Refrigerator, washer, vacuum cleaner, sink. Yes, anything can break a lonely girl. Gotta go help. And he goes. Without a back thought and even without a front. She knows her Sergey well, he will not even guess and will not assume that her neighbor is flirting with him. He will mend the ruined thing on purpose, and she will stand next to in a short house dressing-gown, in various seductive poses, so that he would for an instant be visible to her openwork panties and a piece of breast not wearing a bra. He is agitated, agitated, his mouth is dry, it becomes hard to breathe. He had not had sex for so long.
His eggs are swollen from forced abstinence, and the penis has long been a stake from the beauties and smells that have been seen. Therefore, he easily agrees to tea, and then to cognac as a sign of gratitude for screwing back what she carefully unscrewed. Alcohol warms up even more its blood burning with fire. A neighbor ruthlessly seduces him, forcing her to massage her shoulders, which for some reason hurt a lot. He puts his hot hands on her body and feels his tenderness. She moans like a picture and bends back and says that he is a master of massage and that you also need to back rub. She lies down on the ottoman and shamelessly throws off her robe, remaining in some translucent panties and, despite it, lies face down. He sits down next to her and trembles with excitement, touches her back, touches her, and not so much massage as caresses, feeling the excitement grow in his loins. The girl moans with pleasure and with anticipation of the upcoming sex with another handsome. Another victim of her, and even pulled out of such a beauty and rich bitch like his wife. She bends back and appealingly exposes her ass, slightly spreading the legs, so that he could see, already quite a wet one, a strip of panties between her legs. And he sees that the girl is flowing with juices and terribly excited. His penis twitches and whines like a juvenile teenager, overwhelmed with hormones, who for the first time saw a bare chest and ends right in the pants from the careless touch of a woman's leg.
He pulls off her panties, and she groans languidly, encouraging him, letting him know that he really wants him. He unbuckles the belt and fly, pulls off his pants and pants with nervous movements, freeing his dick with his standing stake. Tumbled over the girl from above and, having crushed her with her weight, sharply and strongly inserts her spear into the greedily opened and framed cave. The member gets easily and quickly, plunges into the body of his second girl. The sensation of a great male, the head of the lion's pride, overwhelms him, and he begins to furiously fuss over her neighbor, causing her sweet moans of satisfaction. He ends up in her, not caring about her or about himself. The belated thought of a possible infection comes and then easily leaves his brain. He is well. Finally, the tension that had tormented him all this time eased, throwing an incredible amount of liquid into the girl’s body. She gets up and walks, staggering into the shower, and from her satisfied vagina drops of whitish liquid drop onto the laminate. He embarrassedly puts on trousers and, without saying goodbye, runs to his home, pleased with the unexpected adventure and with the new thought of betrayal. Then she will call him again, and they will bask again together, passionately and violently, then another and another. And every time she will spread her legs, and demand satisfaction from her husband.
Elena didn’t even notice herself how her hand was under her skirt and began to smooth her slit through her panties. Not taking her eyes off what was happening on the bed, Elena diligently brought herself to ecstasy, trying to release, finally, the tension that had accumulated in her. Her bosom greedily absorbed her every touch, gratefully responding with sparkles of pleasure and sweet waves. His legs had already become wadded and there was a ringing in his ears, a fog was floating in his eyes. She no longer saw specific lines, she turned into a solid bundle of feelings, concentrated at the bottom of her body. But then the man snarled and the girl screamed: “Stop it in me, stop it!” Elena seemed to wake up from sleep and saw the man, straining with his whole body, moved his pelvis forward and froze and his muscles on his back and shoulders bulged. The girl screamed so loudly that Elena started and realized that they would notice her now. After thinking for a second, she decided to leave her neighbor's apartment and, at home, deal with her husband and decide how to live.
As she went out, she quietly closed the door behind her, and on her disobedient legs walked to the door of her apartment. It was as if a big bubble was inflated in the lower abdomen and demanded discharge, her bosom was burning with fire and burning. She felt the streams of her juices running down her legs, and the unsatisfied cave required the immediate invasion of something very hard and hot, capable of appeasing this burning sensation. She went into the apartment, took off her shoes and, undressing on the move, went to the bedroom, intending to complete what she could not do there in the presence of her husband and his mistress. Lust so captured her mind and soul that all other feelings - jealousy, resentment, anger, drowned in her waves. She opened the bedroom door and froze in surprise. Sergey was sitting with his back on the bed and quickly moving his hand, looking at the photograph standing on the dresser. She recognized her. This is her picture from the last trip to the sea. She is in an open bathing suit next to a palm tree. She cautiously approached her husband and over his shoulder saw that he violently moved his fist, in which his penis was clamped, with a swollen, bright red head, from which a clear liquid was oozing. She grabs her husband by the shoulder and without giving him the opportunity to jump up and scream with fear, rushes his mouth on his penis and plunges him into himself.
Sergey, startled by the unexpected touch and the unplanned appearance of Elena, tried to jump up and hide under the blanket, but Elena already wrapped her lips in her lips and palm, and began to kiss and suck. “Lenka, Lenka, this is not what you thought ...” - he began to justify himself, but immediately he choked on the waves of ecstasy that rolled on him. And Elena, in the meantime, was already wetting her soaked panties and pulling up her skirt, preparing herself for putting on a dick. She wanted Sergey so badly that even a nuclear war and an earthquake would not stop her now. She lies on her back and spreads her legs trembling with excitement and desire, offering her burning and wet cave to her husband. Sergei immediately drove his red-hot and hard organ into the gap wide open for him and began to tingle. He moved with such force and speed that Elena was pleased to note that the guy in the neighbor's apartment could go for a smoke, where would he be before Sergei. Yes, and the member seemed to Elena much more than her neighbor, and the eggs also seemed to swell more, and he fucks her much stronger and fiercer. The bubble inside her stomach began to inflate and the moment came when he exploded with a powerful orgasm, causing Helen to shriek and twitch, tear and bite the sheets, the blanket, the body of her husband. (Especially for - And the one driven to madness by his wife's behavior continued to fuck her, as if punishing abstinence for a long time, causing Helen to cry and ask for mercy. In the eyes of Helen, circles floated, her lips became insensible and she no longer knew whether she had legs and arms. And having pity, he finally inserts his petrified organ inside her body and moans sweetly, spilling out the contents.
Ten days later, Elena came to the office and many noted that for the first time she went there with a real smile. In her eyes clearly read the joy and happiness of life. Nikolai Petrovich, as usual, with a sly smile, nodded approvingly. Today, during work, she sent messages to someone at short intervals, smiling and chuckling, rejoicing in the response, like a girl. Neither today nor tomorrow, nor in the future, she did not stay at work longer than was necessary. “Does she suffer till tomorrow?” She asked, and if the person thought, she would say: “Have a good evening!” And run away.