Do you know how it is, it may take five years of shared life and marital sex before priedaetsya impossibility. Is beginning to want another woman, any, would be not only a wife. But the opportunities to find a mistress was not, social circle does not include free women, all the time at work and stuff, in general, my desire not to sell. And then I thought, interesting, but as a feeling in this respect my wife? I have something before it was extended several novels and a lot of disposable meetings, but here I am, she was the first.

Does she not want to try another member? But to ask such questions, you can see, quite uncomfortable. Here’s how - that we celebrated the holiday, and under the influence of alcohol to unleash my language. I like to joke, was asking his wife about her sexual desires and fantasies. Well, it certainly does not say anything, only otshuchivalas. Then I began to offer options to diversify sex svingerstvom.

Option plus we have one woman was rejected with indignation, his wife said: Do not you be able to see the other woman, but the offer of sex with two men led to approval. Have we moved acquaintances men, but still did not like, she does not like, saying, frightening or lysy, I do not like - Scrambled eggs or a drunkard. All this was accompanied by laughter, jokes, but I felt that the wife of laughter hides a serious attitude to this conversation.

In the end, she said: Yes you, I was not allowed. Generally speaking, I can not change you at your eyes, lovers I have not been so suddenly and at once: I told her that and be able to change me on the side, but only once, and three more will. While the view from the way a wife would trahatsya with another, very much like me. The wife laugh again, reducing all jokingly, but I felt that in the event of it I remember those words.

That’s all lyrical digression, but I wanted to tell a different story. Once, late at night, zavalivaetsya me to the beer wagon and an old friend ZHeka already slightly under shofe. Have we cook dumplings, smoke, talk and open bottles. At noise wife got up and stayed with us to drink beer. I must say that ZHeka nice guy, kompaneysky, sings well and plays the guitar, temperamentny, but only in the unhappy family life, his marriage disintegrated.

And he still has one drawback - alkagolny holds very bad blow, he demolition of the roof at the time. The wife Zheke sympathy, and he has it. Sam told me many times that he would need a wife like mine, all in this spirit, but, of course, within the framework of camaraderie. Sid we drink beer, and I ZHeka at the table, and the wife opposite me on tahte. As she rose from bed, then there were only panties and gown. Then the wife got up to fry meat snacks, and became ZHeka say it compliments what is good wife, she is beautiful woman, and so on.

Neostanovimo suffered his wife had long been prepared and all the villages in the tahtu, but he does not stop. A wife’s eyes burn, well, what woman does not enjoy such speech. A ZHeka razoshelsya, shouts that I am a wife nedostoin that she wisdom and virtue of beauty that she must kiss the hand. Here wife and said Well, times have, the objectives, and extend a hand to it, because they sit close to each other.

ZHeka immediately began to kiss her hand, then does it fell to its knees and began to kiss both hands already, but again it glorifies intervals. His wife sits on tahte halatik and she left so that the cowards even seen me sitting high, and individual, perhaps, the prospect of a quite beautiful. A wife’s eyes with a shining shroud, a person raskrasnelos, floors robe not corrects, legs to move apart, they ZHeka Cross keeps its hands and kisses them.

The spectacle that brought me scared, I thought that for a moment that I dreamed. And that does not glow momentum, I said - so that a woman should not kiss their hands and legs. ZHeka cried: I will, will kiss, slipped to her ankles and began to kiss, obnimaya wife’s legs for caviar and iron them. The wife otkinulas back and looked at me, her eyes were undisguised desire and the question that I understood without words: Can? Just silence and my answer was: Yes.

I stood up and said that’m going to the toilet, but because he was in training, the reaction was unable to hide, my wife met rebel body bleary eye. Of course, with the erection of speech could not be toilet. I stood in a dark corridor and began to observe the place through the glass door of the kitchen. ZHeka gradually raised above all, his lips are already touching the wife’s knees, hands and thighs its surface. But apparently ended ZHeka effect of alcohol and became hesitant. He dismissed from his wife, but continued to speak compliments. Pic hunter mature left bank dona. I realized that if you do not intervene at all this and end. Dialing determination, I went in the kitchen and, come to the wife dropped to her shoulders gown.