(the story was created according to Michael's fantasies, wishes to me by e-mail or to him).

One afternoon, to the work of Michael, the phone rang.

- Hello! - Michael picked up the phone.

- Bear! Hello! This is Tolik Males! Do you remember this? - loudly yelled the tube.

- Tolik! Damn, where did you come from? Where are you? - Misha was confused, but was delighted. Tolik Samtsov was his old friend, but, having moved many years ago to another city, he was lost.

- Where where! In Karaganda!

- I'm serious. - Michael was offended.

- And I! I call from Karaganda! I am sent on a business trip for a few days to you, well, I suffered so much while I found you, but I did. I wanted to stay with you so that I wouldn't wander around the hotels! How are you taking?

- Of course, I will accept, a two-room apartment, no children, only a wife. - Michael quickly scrolled in my head all the options.

- Here are the frets! - the tube answered, - and the wife is beautiful!

- Not understood!

- Come on, just kidding! Give the address and wait for the day after tomorrow!

Michael dictated the address.

- You meet?

- Do not get there! Hello to my wife! - and the tube squealed with short beeps.

In the evening, he told his wife Irina about the call. She rumbled a bit that the person was a stranger, and that, and that, but Misha assured that everything would be okay and that Tolik was a normal guy.

It is the day of arrival. When Misha came home from work, Irina was preparing dinner. He put a bottle of vodka and a bottle of wine on a set table, changed clothes and began to watch TV. Irina brought everything to the table and went to clean up. When she came out, Michael pulled away from the TV and looked at her from head to toe.

- Ir, in my opinion, you are too defiantly dressed! - she was wearing a short satin blue robe, constricted belts, which did not hide her wide hips and an enticing hollow between large breasts.

- And it seems not! - she raised her hand to her chest, - Everything is normal.

She sat in front of a deep armchair, robe rode up to such an extent that the triangle of white panties was perfectly visible.

Knowing Tolik's character, Misha was pricked with a needle of jealousy.

- Go, change clothes, and then all the panties can be seen, like u ... - he did not finish.

- I will not change clothes, I'm fine anyway! - Irina was offended and left. Misha sighed and stared at the TV, but there was a white triangle in his eyes, and it was somehow cramped in the groin area, but then the doorbell rang.

Misha opened the door, on the threshold stood Tolik Males with a travel bag in one hand and a bouquet in the other.

- Misha, this is for you, I can not forget you, because I love! - he put the bouquet in Misha's hand and laughed.

- Yes, okay, just kidding! - Seeing Misha's bewildered face, - Flowers to his wife, do not flatter yourself to your own account!

Tolik passed and began to undress in the hallway. Mikhail looked at him, he changed. Dark hair, gray eyes and height under the meter ninety remained, but in width it was strong, although it was always thin.

- Do you swing something, Tolyan? - Misha asked, looking at how the muscles roll under Tolik's shirt.

- Yeah, Mishan, there is a bit. Sports hall, swimming pool and of course women! - Tolik smiled.

- Well, of course women, I remember your nature, how you rushed at all that move!

- We must take everything from life, while young in heart and strong in body!

- Oh well! Come on, have dinner!

- This is the way!

He took flowers from Misha and went into the room. Irina was sitting at the table and when she appeared she got up, straightened her robe.

- Irina! - She introduced herself, looking at the guest with interest.

- Anatoly! - he gallantly bowed, smacked Ira a pen, held out a bouquet - this is for you!

She was embarrassed.

- Sit down! Misha treat guest! I am now! - she took the vase and went to the kitchen.

- And your wife is lovely! - Tolik said, sitting down at the table, - there is a hunt, I can not!

He began to impose his own food, Misha opened vodka and wine for Ira. Poured two glasses and one glass. Irina came, put flowers on the table. The men sat side by side in the chair, and she sat on the sofa, opposite them.

- Well, let's! - Misha raised a glass - for the meeting!

- And for the acquaintance! - Anatoly looked into Irina’s eyes, she blushed, and looked down.

Shreds pounced on food, as if he had not eaten for a week. Tearing off his eyes from the plate, he saw that Irina was looking at him with interest.

- Sorry, Ira! - he said. - I just really want to eat and everything is so delicious!

- Yes, nothing, eat! - she answered, - I love when a man is there, like a wild beast!

- Only when eating? - Shreds again stared into her eyes.

- Let's still have a glass! - Interrupted, this conversation with hints Misha, who also noticed everything and began to get a little angry.

The feast lasted a long time. Long time no see, there was a lot to tell each other. Everyone got a little drunk. Michael paid attention to Tolik’s interested views on Irina, and to eloquent views on her charms. Several times she leaned over the table to put something in the guest’s plate, and Tolik simply devoured Irina’s full breasts in the neck of her robe, and her hips when she sat on the sofa, even though she pulled the robe, but Misha was sure that Tolik saw panties. When the evening was over, Tolik went into the shower, Irina quickly removed everything from the table and made a bed for him. Misha was smoking on the balcony when Tolik came into the room from the shower, wrapped in a towel and stopped at the door. Irina straightened the pillow, so her one leg was on the floor, the other with her knee on the bed, and she was standing in a slight slope. Tolik quietly sat on the chair, and he became perfectly visible ass, covered with panties. Irina straightened and saw him. He got up from the chair. She looked at his handsome male figure for a few seconds, blushed, realizing that he was peering under her robe. When she left the room, Shreds wrapped her arm around her, hitting her neckline, and felt a heavy, warm chest. The other hand began to paw the bottom ass. Ira did not expect, but escaped. He laughed after her.

- Ok, Tolyan! We went to sleep! - said Misha, coming into the room in a couple of minutes, - and good night to you!

- And you are not boring, lucky! - Anatoly answered.

When Irina came out of the shower, Misha smacked his wife and also went to the shower.

Ira took off her robe, combed her hair and put on thin panties and T-shirt. She did all this with her back to the door of their room, and when she turned around, she shuddered in surprise. Anatoly stood in the doorway of their bedroom and looked at her. She blushed because she realized that he had been standing here for a long time, and saw her naked. He continued to look at her in silence: the T-shirt was tight around her breasts, and her nipples were perfectly visible, and the T-shirt did not at all hide the plump little crochet.

- Are not you ashamed to pry? - Ira got angry.

- Sorry! I went to drink some water, and the door was open! - Anatoly smiled, - and we decided to look! - and his gaze dropped down.

Ira mechanically, too, looked down and completely confused. Tolik's hips were wrapped in a towel, but just below the belt, the towel just bulged out with a huge hill. But then the latch clicked in the bathroom, Misha washed it, and Tolik whispered: "Good night, pussy!" He disappeared into his room. Ira slipped under the covers. Mikhail lay down beside him, clasping his chest with one hand.

- Er, are you sleeping? He whispered.

- Not yet!

- How do you like our guest?

- Not ...