Preface: So as not to waste the reader's time, I want to notify: whoever is interested in a detailed description of the genitalia, likes the gender relations to be described in the most common words of the Russian language, i.e. mate, will not find it here.

Tale of easy love, or Tetrahedron

There are years about which there is nothing to say, lived out of habit. On the contrary, there are times that are often remembered, although quite a few years have passed. About one such time, past under the sign of the Tetrahedron, and I want to tell here.

We decided to go on a winter vacation. Nothing particularly luxurious: the house in the forest was rented in advance. Arrived before dark. Wilderness, pine trees in the snow, as in the Christmas picture, even dogs do not bark. Frost is strong, for these places the usual. Quiet, windless.

The frozen rooms did not warm up for a long time, the fireplace was already flooded, the batteries were turned on, and everything was pulling on the floor with an icy draft, everything was not melting on the walls.

We were married for only half a year, we are with my Galya, and our friends are Vitya and Nadya. Galya and Nadya are friends at the Institute of Foreign Languages. I know Vityu badly, but he seems to be a good guy, and sociable.

After a long journey, we sit by the fireplace frozen, it seems, for centuries. There is wine. And Nadia knows how to make mulled wine, hot and tart, which warms all of us sitting close to the fire.

It gets hot, and we laugh, sipping from the cooling mugs.

It was Vitin's thought, which he almost told me in a whisper, so that it could not be heard as a whisper, but as soon as a quiet speech, not heard to anyone except the addressee. At first glance, I was offended by the thought of his assault on my wife, whom I greatly loved. In exchange, Nadi’s favor was offered. I did not want to scandal: we just arrived for a few days. But what to say? It was easy to answer that such fantasies would hardly be approved by our wives, because I knew that they were not in the know. Vitya replied to me that with my approval, even if passive, he was taken to settle it, even with my wife! Let alone his own. I do not understand how he will achieve this, I thought. If Galya gives in, then I am not ashamed ... But how can she give in? Nadya, undoubtedly very good and attractive to me, even though I never wanted her. And yet I agreed, being sure that all this bravado was on his part, and the matter would end in laughter.

We drank a little more cognac, although it already became hot. There was no music in the house, but an old and poorly tuned piano happened. Nadya sat down for him and began to play the Seasons. The fireplace was burning down, and she was playing almost blindly. I remember walking up to her, and watching her thin fingers in the twilight, behind the shadows on the keys, behind her bare arms on the keys. Nadia was in an almost evening dress, with open shoulders and a neckline that fitted her low graceful figure. In such an almost miniature addition, her rather full and tall breasts were of rare unusual shape, she worried me especially now. Galya danced with Vitya in the depths of the room, only silhouettes were visible through the embers of the fireplace. How can you dance under Tchaikovsky? - flashed through my head.

So is this all reality? I put my hands on Nadia’s bare shoulders, and her warmth spread through my palms over my body. She sighed and continued to play ... They continued to dance, it seems, very close to each other, I was hard to see. Nadya was close, and her smell worried me. A short dark hairstyle, a long neck and unusually graceful hands on the keys hypnotized. I did not want to understand what was happening there with Galya a few meters away from me. It seems that she recoiled back, with her hands on the vitin chest in some kind of protest ...

Nadya responded to my kiss, and it immediately became clear because she stopped playing at that moment. But I did not hear the indignant cries. It was almost completely dark, only embers lit up the large living room.Galya and Vitya no longer danced, but disappeared into the shadows on the sofa in the back of the room. Nadia turned to me on the screw chair for the piano. My hands dropped to her waist. Her hands went up to my shoulders. In the dark I distinguished her wonderful almond-shaped dark eyes, eyes that were bewitching and seemingly bottomless in the dark. There was no looking back at her husband, and I saw that she was not at all constrained by him. I threw off the light straps of her dress, and with awe touched her tender and elastic chest. I kissed her nipples, pressing her curved back to me. Mind retreated. Although I did notice that the shadows on the sofa had disappeared, apparently, into the adjoining room. I kissed her everywhere, gradually putting on clothes, and soon we were left alone with our bodies. I could caress her graceful thighs for centuries, this high and elastic chest could kiss eternity. Patience was not with us, and I entered into it as soon as our bodies became close. I held it all in my hands. She was mine! It did not last long, but there was complete blindness and happiness. At the highest point, she was ashamed to scream and bit me on the shoulder to drown.

When I returned from a short oblivion, it was completely dark. Next to me, crouching on the couch, lay Nadia, and I heard a quiet sob. Did it happen? My head was noisy and my thoughts were confused. Her skin was cold, she pulled away from my touch. - What have we done? She whispered. I felt very naked, naked in front of my fault. What to do? What to do to us, Nadya? Hush, hush ... Let me throw something ...

Take it, cover it with this sweater ... And now I will find a towel or a scarf, or something ... Listen, you really ... and this is all wrong ... So what now? I'm afraid ... No, no more kissing, no help ... What will we tell Vite? And Gale - what? I do not know what ... If only - to obey? I do not know ... I want to him now! I'm sorry ... I feel very bad. Take my hand and let's go ...

We approached the door to the next room, which served as a bedroom in this house. In it, as I remembered, in the daylight, there was a large matrimonial bed, and another one near the wall should be for the child. The night was still completely deaf, and although there was no moon, it was possible to discern in the dim light from the window some contours of bodies on the bed. We came quietly, and they did not wake up. Now we were standing close to the bed. Her hand squeezed mine to pain. Galya is completely naked, lying back and her small breasts, bending of her necks and head thrown back were visible in the wrong light. The hand was thrown back, hanging limply over the edge of the bed. I guessed in the dark the well-known bend of her heavy thighs, slightly one leg was lying slightly apart on the preloaded other. It was strange to see, because she rarely liked to stay naked, and tried to dress right after love. Where was the eye directed? One could only guess in the dark. Probably, on the line of the vitinous body, lying on its side, facing the gala. His right hand was between her slightly spread legs, guarding the warmth of finished caresses.

Goosebumps ran through the body, and it became sharply cold, as if blown out by an icy wind. Is it possible to imagine? My Galya! ... Awful! How now?

Nadia let go of my hand and went around the bed. She pulled off her sweater, which was worn, and, bending down (what a wonderful heavy contours of a bowed chest, I guessed!) Slowly took off her hand from Galya. He rolled onto his back, waking up. And without waiting for this, she sat on him, covering her with kisses, and whispered: Forgive, forgive ... What did I have left? Galya woke up and abruptly sat on the bed, apparently not noticing me in the dark. She looked straight ahead for a moment, returning to reality. Nearby the shadows were already fluctuating, Nadia pressed herself with naked flesh on her vitic groin, and rested her hands on his chest. It was me, she whispered, it was me ... I understood that for Ghali all this was a terrible shock. If something is not done immediately, the consequences will be terrible. She will hate everyone and everything, me first.I lay down next to her, drew her to me, so that our bodies pressed against each other. She did not resist. Her wonderful silky ...