I couldn’t say how long I had slept, but when I woke up, it was already dark outside. I continued to lie down, did not want to get up, the state was still crap. Voices were heard outside the window, people were still walking ...
Fifteen minutes later they heard footsteps, my wife came into the room.
- Semyon? Do you sleep?
I do not know why, but I said nothing.
- Sema? Semyon? Well, sleep ...
She began to delve into things, while cursing. Finally found what she was looking for and began to undress. She took off her t-shirt, shorts, bra, panties ... Dasha was standing by the window completely naked in the moonlight ... It was such a sight that I regretted myself pretending to be asleep. She wore panties from a swimsuit, then a bra. Now I understand, she was going to swim ... She put on the dress and left ...
Five minutes passed, ten ... Voices were still heard below. I got up and went to the window, at the bottom of the table sat the people, but not all. There was no my wife and Thomas with the shooter. They were called all the time, although both were called Alexandra. Why one of them was called Thomas, I do not know, but the second one, constantly fired cigarettes, and he was called Strelkom.
I decided to go swimming too. Out on the street.
- Wake up? - With these words met me.
- Yeah. And where is my Dasha.
- I went to the lake, with Thomas and Strelk.
- I'll go and freshen up too.
And I headed towards the lake. Even from afar, I heard the laugh and scream of his wife. Coming closer, I heard another splash of water. There were silhouettes in the distance, but there were two, not three. One of them, the screaming court, undoubtedly belonged to Dasha, and the second one was difficult for me to disassemble, only the head and shoulders were visible. They were fooling around in the water ...
I went to the beach, but they didn’t see me, they were so passionate about floundering in the water.
- Thomas, crazy, stop ... Well, Thomas ... Here you ... here ...
Heads split in different directions. Dasha moved toward the coast, he moved after her. Above the lake only their laughter was heard ...
My wife was moving toward the shore ... And then I was nuts — she wasn’t wearing a bra. No, he was, but he was not tied at the back, only at the neck and dangling in front, like a piece of cloth, without covering his chest at all. Thomas overtook her and poured into the water. Dasha's screams sounded again all over the lake ...
I did not want them to see me ... moved a little to the side and turned out to be a bush closed from them. I could see everything, but they could not see me ... and it was not up to me that they were ...
There was some scuffling in the water ... She managed to escape and again moved to the shore. But almost immediately, Thomas again dumped her into the water. And this time the wife managed to free herself and she moved to the shore ... A white stripe of an unburned body flashed, her panties were slightly lowered. Dasha, on the move, pulling up her pants, laughing was approaching the shore ...
Thomas was following her two or three steps from her. They were already running through the shallows when he caught up with her. It seemed to me that Dasha herself allowed Thomas to catch up with herself ...
His arms wrapped around her body, he pressed her back to him. His huge palms covered his wife's breasts, the swimsuit bra was behind him.
“Thomas ...”
He rather brazenly crushed my wife's chest, she didn’t do anything, she just laughed ... His hand slipped and ended up in Dashi’s swimming trunks ...
- Foma ... Stop ... No ... Foamaaa ... Nooo ...
They so fell on the sand ...
What happened next, I could not see, covered the back of Thomas. There was some fuss, something flew in the direction ... When it fell on the sand, I saw that it was Dashí smelting.
He climbed on her ...
- Fomaaaaaa ...
She lay with her legs apart, his swimming trunks were lowered, his butt methodically moved ...
All that was heard was the rustling of water on the sand and the sniff of Thomas. Soon a quiet moaning of his wife was added to these sounds. Thomas e ... l was my wife and it gave her pleasure.
I could not tear myself away from this sight ... Night ... Moon ... Wife and neighbor on the porch, fucking on the sand ...
Dasha moaned louder and louder ...
Thomas took out his penis and began to fill his wife's belly with sperm ...
It was time to fade ... I walked around the beach side, returned to the path leading to the beach, waited a bit and again went towards the lake. I deliberately loudly whistling the melody ...
We met on the beach, they were dressed ... I saw surprise on their faces, they certainly did not expect me to see me ...