Over the years, we have stopped noticing the beauty of people who go through life with us, share our victories and defeats, ups and downs. And very often, instead of giving new impetus to relations with these people, we suddenly begin to look for something new on the side, but is it always necessary? Actually (although, of course, not always) you can find a new one, you can make life quite different with the person you seem to know for a long time, and in fact you don’t know at all.

Igor Nikolaevich Zanzibarov (and generally simply Igor, because he was a young man in the prime of his life) a rather famous man in his field of activity returned from a business trip on Saturday morning.

The train arrived in Moscow at the beginning of the seventh morning. These trains didn’t like Igor very much, but they also had their own specific charm. Igor quickly dived into the subway, in twenty minutes he left the subway on the street. It was still dark, drizzling fine nasty rain. Therefore, with great pleasure he entered the warm entrance of his house and, quite with complete bliss, entered his own apartment. He quietly took off his raincoat and boots, looked into his son’s room (he was asleep) and entered the bedroom. My wife was also still sleeping. Igor was going to sleep his own, and it was precisely this that was the beauty of the early trains - you can still not sleep much at home.

He undressed, went to the bed and threw back the blanket to go to bed, and then he glanced at his sleeping wife. By this time, the room was already filled with the first yet weak, but mysterious, intimate morning light. Of course, he saw his wife many times and, as it seemed to him, got used to her, but now he suddenly saw her as if for the first time. He did not understand why this happened: whether the morning twilight had highlighted everything differently, whether the usual everyday problems and work had ceased to press for some instant, or something had changed in the wife herself. The thought suddenly came to him: “God, what a beautiful woman she is!”

He once more now slowly, savoring, walked over her eyes. She slept on her back, and he saw all her beauty. Her slender legs with strong calves and a sharp bend of the hips, her soft velvety tummy with a gentle hollow of the navel, her small but elastic breasts with pink nipples, her slender neck and beautiful shoulders. Her golden hair was spread over the pillow, and her moist, passionate lips were slightly parted. She slept in translucent panties (these were his favorite panties) through which neatly trimmed (like a young girl) pubic hair shone through. “It’s strange that she put these panties on herself,” Igor thought, and he also thought that in 20 years of acquaintance she didn’t look worse, except that some parts of her body were slightly rounded, but this only made them more appetizing.

Then, 20 years ago, he immediately noticed this slim thoughtful girl in the university corridors, but they met two years later at one of the student discos. Then they met for more than a year, but she did not let him in for a long time, and then one day:

He recalled with pleasure that first time when they made love.

It was a hot July day, they were walking in the woods near his summer cottage. Julia (that was the name of his future wife) was wearing a light, almost transparent skirt and an equally transparent T-shirt, so that in the sun he could admire her slender, flexible body. They were on a charming meadow. Julia walked a little ahead, or rather, he lagged behind her to enjoy her beautiful body, her light walk. God, how he was in love with her, how he longed for her right here in the forest. He still does not know how everything turned out later, but it seemed to him that Julia felt his condition.

He caught up with the girl and began to gently kiss her neck and hair. Julia looked around and anxiously asked: “What are you doing, Igor?” (He caught an alluring and at the same time embarrassed light in her eyes).

“I love you, Julia,” he answered excitedly, continuing to kiss her wonderful hair.

- Dear, and I love you! - also worried, answered Julia and tightly hugged him.

“Honey, listen to how my heart is beating!” She continued and pressed his hand to her left breast. He felt the frequent-frequent beats of her heart with his palm, and he also felt how soft and pleasant her breasts were. He slightly stroked this breast and suddenly felt how excited and became a strong nipple. He was no longer able to restrain himself and pressed Julia to himself with his second hand, their lips merged in a passionate kiss. Yes, then they were young and hot.

They drowned in soft grass. Igor was excited to the extreme, he caressed the girl's flexible, warm body under his clothes, his hands felt her delicate velvety skin. Julia unbuttoned his shirt and ran her tender fingers over his chest. Her gentle touch was as exciting as if a light electric current had passed through him. Then she unzipped his jeans and began to tighten them. His excited boyfriend burst out. He pulled up her skirt and also pulled off the girl's little panties and vigorously entered her. The girl screamed at first, but then, when he increased the speed of his movements, she moaned with pleasure. He felt that Julia was blissful: her eyes were closed, wet lips eagerly inhaled the air, her body trembled from nervous and physical tension, and her hands clutched at his shoulders. He, too, was somewhere almost in paradise: in his hands was the most beautiful girl in the world, and he was inside her, he felt her intermittent excited breathing and heard her heart beating rapidly.

He tried to extend these sweet moments and restrained himself. But, finally, a tight stream of sperm broke out, Julia screamed at that moment from unearthly pleasure and squeezed his shoulders even more tightly. They embraced and their bodies pressed tightly against each other.

Then, when they were already dressed, Julia playfully smiled and asked: “Well, that you are satisfied, insatiable, I thought you would eat me with your eyes! But you do not hope until it is very often, otherwise you think of yourself too much. ”

He made the offer to her the next day, and in the middle of the fifth year they got married.

He looked at his sleeping wife and thought: “Lord, how good it was then, how gently and passionately we loved each other. Julia, it really was almost twenty years ago, but it was as if everything was yesterday! ”A lot of things happened over the years, there were good luck and bad luck, there were problems and there were joys. But all these years he knew that one could rely on this girl, he knew that the heart, the beat of which he heard then in the park is the most reliable, the most faithful and faithful. Recently, however, they were overcome by routine and their relationships, even sexual ones, have lost something very important, their former love has disappeared somewhere. And it really worried Igor, because he did not want this at all.

He once again looked at his sleeping wife and thought with reproach: “You, my dear friend, have not noticed for a long time that your wife is a beautiful woman and didn’t talk about it at all, everything began to look at the young ones. But she really is a beauty and even became even more beautiful! ”And then he felt that her beauty excites and teases him as then in her youth.

Igor lay down side by side with his wife and laid his head on her shoulder, he dreamily closed his eyes. He absorbed the warmth of her beautiful body, felt her even calm breathing, heard the peace of her beloved beloved heart. But it is clear that something really turned upside down in his soul and in his body. Touching her skin was like a discharge of electricity, and every beat of her heart excited him more and more. He suddenly realized that he was ardently, almost as if once in an institute's youth, he wanted this beautiful alluring woman.

Igor gently ran his hand a few times from the lobe of her right ear along the neck and reached the right breast, he gently walked his tongue over her left breast and kissed her nipple, which almost instantly excitedly swollen. He felt her breathing sharper and her heart beat faster.“Igor,” her wife whispered, waking up, “hello!” She hugged ...