When Oleg pulled away from the papers in the office and glanced at his watch, it was already the first hour of the night. Tired straightened his back, reached for the phone to call home, but changed his mind, thinking that everyone was already asleep. Coming out of the office, got into the car, lit it, and slowly drove through the city at night. The house is almost an hour away, there is nowhere to rush. Night lights and neon blinked playfully towards the car. He turned on the quiet music, five speakers built into the interior of the car, created peace and tranquility. Thoughts slowly flowed in my head, after a hard day. I wanted coffee. He stopped the car at the nearest cafe. Came in, sat at the bar, ordered a cup of coffee. While the bartender was fulfilling the order, he indifferently examined the hall. There were few people, a couple of companies sat at the tables. The bartender brought coffee. Taking a sip of the scalding drink, he lit another cigarette, enjoying the shifting of flavors and tastes. There was a noise behind him, he turned around and saw a girl and two guys scolding at a table next to him. The girl got up, got one of the guys and hit her hard on the cheek. She recoiled, the heel turned up, and she began to fall. Oleg grabbed her waist and put her on her feet. He held a cup of coffee in his hands, and coffee, of course, splashed onto his jacket. He put the cup on the bar, carefully put the girl on a nearby chair, and throwing to the bartender: “Bring her ice” went towards the table with the guys. The second one also rose and grinned insolently, looking at Oleg. The first one got a kick from the side to the knee area, a crunch sounded, in addition a blow to the base of the skull. The second just got an elbow between the upper lip and nose. Everything happened very quickly, Oleg turned around, sat back in his chair and ordered himself more coffee. The girl sobbed, pressed the bag with ice to her cheek.

- Is everything ok? - Oleg asked.

- Yes, thank you very much, if it were not for you: - answered the girl.

“Nonsense,” and he turned to his cup. The mood was spoiled, he swallowed coffee, paid and went to the exit. One of the guys was lying unconscious on the floor, while the other was leaning back against a wall and trying to stop the blood from his broken face.

Oleg got into the car, started the engine, and suddenly the door on the passenger side opened. It was this girl from the cafe.

- Sorry, you will not give me a lift, otherwise I’m afraid to travel alone! - she looked at him imploringly.

- Where are you going? - he grunted. She called was on the way.

- Sit down.

- Thank! Thank you very much! You just can not imagine how grateful I am to you!

Oleg grimaced, he was tired, annoyed, the suit was filled with coffee, I just wanted to take a shower and fall asleep. He said nothing, rode in silence and looked at the road. The girl leaned back in her seat.

- Can I have a cigarette? She asked.

Oleg took out a cigarette, held out the girl, her fingers trembled. He brought a lighter. A light flashed across her face for a few seconds. The cheek is red, blue eyes, blonde, short square, 20-23 years old. She slid a little into the seat, settling herself more comfortably. And without that short skirt ridden up, exposing her legs. The lights of streetlamps snatched round knees and thighs covered with nylon from the darkness. The girl smoked, and closed her eyes, dozed off. Oleg peeked at her. Cute, doll face, chest covered with a topic, the bra was missing. While she settled in the seat, the skirt roared even higher, exposing the hem of the stocking.

Arriving at the house the girl had called for him, he gently touched her shoulder. She opened her eyes.

- We have already arrived? Sorry, I dozed off. Thank you again!

- Please, - Oleg patiently waited for her to leave.

- You do not take me to the apartment, but it's dark at the entrance! - she again imploringly looked at him with doll eyes.

He mentally swore, but was a real man, so he got out of the car and followed her.

- Where did you learn to fight like that? - She asked, approaching the entrance.

- In the army.

- You probably paratrooper?

- No, the cook was in the army kitchen! - his voice was irritable, she felt it and was silent.

Climbing up to her floor, she opened the door to her apartment.

- Would you like to get coffee? She suddenly asked.

- No, thanks, I want to go home.

- I want to thank you! - She came close to him. Her one hand rested on his shoulder, the other sank to the pants of her pants.

Oleg gently removed her hands.

“Tell me just“ Thank you, ”he said, and began to walk down the stairs wearily.

“Thank you,” she called after him.

By the time he got to the house, it was half past two at night. Carefully he took off his shoes, put his jacket on the washing machine, undressed, took a shower, threw on a robe. Having passed into the children's room, he corrected the youngest son with a blanket, he adjusted the pillow to the eldest. He stood for a minute, looking at them, he was proud of his sons. Tiptoed into the bedroom. His wife Olesya slept, covered with a blanket on the very nose. That's who he loved for over 10 years, went crazy about her, so he was indifferent to other women. He sighed a little disappointedly because she was sleeping and went to his “study”. In this room there was a sofa, a computer, a video unit. Strict wallpaper, dark curtains, a real men's cell.

Oleg turned on the computer, deciding that he would not fall asleep anyway, and we could work a little. On the desktop of the monitor, he saw the inscription: "You have not watched Vidic for a long time !!!". For a few seconds, he looked at the screen with a surprised look, then he took the remote control, turned on the TV and clicked on Play. The screen flickered and recording began. On the screen, he saw Olesya. She was with flowing hair, with light makeup. Eyes sparkled, lips smiled. She sat on the couch where he now sat. She was wearing high-heeled sandals, a long skirt with a slit almost to the waist, a thin translucent chiffon blouse. She was sitting, leaning back on the couch, leg stretched over the leg, exposing the thigh in the cut of the skirt. Oleg was very surprised, his wife was a calm, homely woman, not so not sexy, no, she was passionate and hot, but did not put sex in the first place in life.

“Hello!” Came her velvet voice from the screen, “And I was waiting for you. Just wanted to chat with you. You work a lot, I feel bad without you. So today I lay down alone in our bed, and thought about you and decided to tell a little about myself something that you simply did not guess. True, I suffered from the camera until everything worked out, you know, darling, that I do not like any equipment, but I managed. I drank brandy a little for courage and here I am in front of you. ”

Oleg looked at the screen in surprise, not believing in the reality of what was happening. He just did not expect this.

“So” - again the voice came from the screen. - "I was thinking about you. Your pillow smelled like your aftershave gel. I adore your smell, masculine, strong like you. I remembered your hands, gentle and skillful, I melt in your hands. I recalled your lips, soft and warm, as they caress my skin, chest, my “girl”. I wanted you so much, I just didn't have the strength. And you know what I was doing? Guessing? Probably not, you know that passionate sexual desires do not torment me, because I am soft and homely, not a vamp woman at all. So, I did: No, I will not tell you, I will show you. "

"I imagined your hands, how they begin to stroke me." Her hands slipped in the neck, began to stroke her, sank on his chest. Gently, in a circular motion, she caressed her breasts.

"You like to hold your finger on my nipples, I like it so much." Her finger began to drive on the nipple halo through the blouse, the chiffon was almost transparent and Oleg saw the nipples hardened by this caress. She unzipped some buttons on her blouse, exposing her chest.

“Beautiful, right? I like it myself, they are so elastic and warm. ” Hands caressed a breast more strongly, fingers clamped the got up nipples. Eyes were half closed.

"Then you caress my legs." Her hands dropped to her hips, she lifted her skirt almost to the top. She was wearing tanning stockings and a belt. The legs were long, beautiful shape, just turned.

"You caress me from the bottom, without missing a centimetric of my body." She stroked her calves, knees, rising higher and higher. When her palms touched bare skin, above the stocking, a light moan came from her lips. "I always liked the warmth of your hands, sometimes they are just hot."

"My skirt bothers me." She got up, turned her back to the camera and slowly began to take off her skirt. Slowly bared elastic ass, with a thin strip of white panties between the buttocks. She bent, taking off her skirt to the end, stepped over it and sat on the sofa again, squeezing her legs. Oleg has long forgotten about fatigue, he was fascinated looking at the screen.

"You're stroking my hips, spreading my legs." She stroked her thighs, legs spread apart, and Oleg saw translucent panties, tightly fitting pubis and sponges. Panties were wet through.

"And so you got to" her. She is already all wet, swollen, so she wants you to caress her. ” Olesina palm covered pubis, her finger began to stroke the cleft between the lips, through the panties. "I feel so good, my love." The hand penetrated under the panties, and Oleg saw her finger dipping between the lips. Stronger and deeper. Olesya's eyes were closed, she moaned softly. Hands pulled off her panties, and she spread her legs wide. Sponges were swollen, shiny from moisture.

"You see what you did to me." Her fingers began to caress her lips, penetrating inside. Faster Faster. Whispers flew from her lips: “Yes, love, stronger. I feel very well. Stronger. And now she arched, a prolonged groan rang out, and she squeezed her hand over her hips, threw back her head, giving herself to an orgasm.

After a few seconds, her eyes opened. “Thank you, darling. I do so often, I'm sure you could not even think about that about your quiet little wife. But I still want, I want a lot of things. I will tell you. I want to make love to a woman. You're still alive from such confessions, but I do not want to be silent anymore, I want you to know all my desires and fantasies. Yes, I want a woman. I will make love to her, and you will watch. Just watch, if you touch her, I'll kill you. I will caress her as you caress me. When you kiss me between the legs, in your eyes it is written such a pleasure that I also want to know the taste of a woman, her smell, feel her lips and tongue her velvet lips ”. Olesya, freed her hand, compressed hips and raised to his lips. She kissed her fingers, wet from her juice. The tongue slid along them, licking the moisture.

“This is how I will caress her, and then you will take me, because I adore your dick. I can't do it without him. Only he most of all bring me pleasure. I also love to kiss him. He is so gentle and lively, so nice to feel it in his mouth. I like the way you moan from my caresses. And at that time, when I caress you with my mouth, I want a member in my heart too. You can't do that, so you need another man. Don't be surprised, I want this. ” She wrapped her two fingers around her lips and began to immerse herself in her mouth. The fingers of the second hand plunged into the bosom. And again the orgasm made her arch, and moan.

“So, darling, here I am so bad. But I want this to be and I'm sure that you like me. But stop talking, I'm tired of standing in the doorway and admiring how you stared at the screen. I want you!!!". Record is over. Oleg turned to the door of the room and froze. Leaning against the doorjamb, Olesya stood. Half closed eyes looked into his eyes. One of her hands was under her blouse, caressing her chest, the other was between the legs. Wet translucent panties did not interfere with seeing, as the finger plunges into the bosom: