Families of young professionals Chernyshev and Antonov became friends from the first days of this long trip to Nicaragua.

It so happened that all other couples were of pre-retirement age, well, sometimes bachelors were also selected for their company. However, most of the time they spent four of them. Oleg Chernyshev (he is 24 years old) graduated from the Institute of Military Translators, his wife Oksana (3 years older) graduated from medical college and managed to work in a hospital for 4 years. Andrei Antonov (30 years old) worked as an engineer in an oil and gas company, and his wife (25 years old) Larisa was sitting with a child. Both families came to Nicaragua on a business trip. Chernyshevs did not have children, and Larisa left her daughter with her grandmother in Smolensk (Andrei did not want her to go to North America, although she missed a lot).

Of all the four, one Larisa did not work and, as a rule, almost a united household of two families was assigned to her. The guys lived in a single semi-detached cottage. Oksana worked in the medical center of the Russian town and sometimes ran into the lunch break to Larissa, if the men were free, then they would come for lunch. But women were preparing dinner together, and waited for their husbands. In general, only the night passed purely in a family way.

At parties with foreign specialists, the guys held each other, because although the KGB was not there, all contacts were also monitored, and no one wanted to be turned out.

Older comrades and their wives made fun of friends that sometimes it is not clear who is whose husband and who is whose wife. The guys at these jokes did not pay attention. Larisa called Oleg "my beloved man", and Andrei Oksana - "my beloved woman."

They became friends and trusted each other so that nothing seemed to embarrass the young spouses. At parties in the twilight of a slow dance, Oleg could kiss and feel Larissa, and Andrew passionately kissed Oksana. This was taken by friends to flirt easily. With other Russians it was more difficult ... women followed their “old troubles”, and husbands followed their “drunken whores”.

Young people were satisfied with this situation, they were calm in their halves, since besides their spouse (spouses) they were controlled by two more pairs of eyes. Sometimes, having come from a party and having drunk a little more, they could end up alone with someone else’s spouse or wife and knew for sure that the halves were just in the other room. But everyone trusted each other, treason was not intended. But, later having said goodbye and having dispersed to their apartments, the legitimate spouses, as if going crazy, threw themselves at each other like hungry ones. This relationship, kissing, stroking, and sometimes frank pawing brought the women to the point that they didn’t need any caressing of the husband in the marital bed, the prelude had already taken place.

Larisa, with a glass of wine in her hand, was sitting on Oleg's lap, stroking his curly head, and he unbuttoned her blouse and, taking a small breast out of her bra, caressed her nipples with her tongue. Periodically, through a quiet moan, Larissa asked him to stop, and they again merged into a kiss ...

I must say that men, of course, knowing what their spouse is doing, constantly purposefully tried to achieve more from their friend's wife ... But Oleg did the maximum that Larisa managed to achieve to have the right to caress her breasts (she could have cum from this) and with her hand her dick, right through the pants. Oksana allowed Andrew to caress her vagina only through the panties, she did not do anything but kisses. True, she kissed only passionately and so passionately that Andrei barely restrained himself, no matter what to cover her. No wonder that after such evenings the spouses did not restrain themselves in bed and the walls of the house shuddered with ecstatic cries.Sometimes in the process of mutual caresses, any of the company could go into this or that room as needed, and if at first the young people shied away from each other and pretended that nothing was happening, then over time they stopped being ashamed of it. After all, they believed and trusted each other.

On this day, Larisa did not speak with Andrew, they had a fight the previous night. Because of stupidity. Larisa, impressed by the evening exercise, went to bed, told Andrei that Oleg has a very large member. It was said without a back thought, the guys had previously discussed friends ... But then Andrew lost his temper (of course, he was humiliated by the size of his “small” member) and threw something like “I found something to rejoice in — you wouldn't fit”. To which Larisa, also offended, replied "looking at how to take it!" In short, there was no sex between spouses on that night. Andrew was overwhelmed by the neighbors' cries and went to the toilet and finished off there, and Larissa, realizing where the spouse went and why, it was not known to anyone, the desire fell asleep, while the spouse snore and Oleg and Oksana groans behind the wall.

The next morning, the couple talked, as usual, but each was waiting for an apology from the other. But nobody took the first step.

The men did not come to dinner, and the women dined together.

- “Well, you dispersed yesterday,” said Larisa Oksana.

- "Yes, but you are silently something ..." - she replied. The topic was not developed.

Larisa was exhausted from the severity of the lower abdomen; after her husband left her, she brought herself to an orgasm in the bath with a shower, but it was not that. I wanted more ...

And after dinner and dinner together, the guys with wine sat down to watch a movie. The women sat in the middle of the sofa, the men around the edges, each sitting with a friend's wife. Andrey was playing with Oksana's hair strand, and Oleg stroked Larisa on the shoulder and sometimes her hand slipped on her chest and touched her nipple. Oksana went to the kitchen to drink water, soon Andrew went after her. Larisa was moaning from Oleg's petting. He licked and sucked in one or the other nipple. She felt his cock grow up in his shorts. He really was bigger than her husband. Oh, she could determine, and without seeing the member itself. The orgasm rolled up, and she imagined his powerful veiny trunk, purple head, and shaggy balls of eggs. Larisa, stroking the man's head, once again asked to stop, despite the unrealized orgasm yesterday, she wanted to prolong the pleasure.

Andrew, clutching Oksana in her arms, kissing her, caressed her body. They moved into the bedroom and sat on the bed. His hands wandered under the light blouse of a woman, feeling her back, moving to her chest. Oksana did not wear bras. She was pleasantly caressed by Andrew, he did not linger for a long time on some part of the body and it was difficult to argue anything. Her nipples tightened, and seemed to wait for the touch of male hands again and again. Her head was noisy with drunk wine and the fact that the blouse fell off her shoulders, she realized it was too late. Although the weather, in fact, contributed. The guys kissed passionately. Oksana's tongue examined Andrew's mouth, making incredible twists and turns. There was a feeling that the language of a woman lives its own life. Andrei’s hand was already moving to its usual place — under Oksana’s skirt. After abundant caresses, he felt that her panties were wet, the moisture and oozing out of her. He sometimes managed to move the strip of her panties and touch the swollen lips of the vagina, but Oksana, trembling, retreated his hand. He tried again and again, whispering in his ear, "Well, you're sweet, it will be good, I just have a finger ..." and again sinking his mouth to her mouth, he reached for the bottom. Once Oksana stumbled away from caresses and missed the next man’s raid, Andrei’s finger slipped inside the hot and moist body of the vagina. She involuntarily wanted to move her hips forward, towards her, but somehow she made an incredible effort to stop him and herself. “Well, why are you a fool?” Asked Andrei, who was lying down, she saw that his member was heaving and tearing out of tight shorts. “Andryukha, that's enough,” she replied, “Oleg will beat you, you know how jealous he is.”They both sprinkled after these words of Oksana.

“I'm going to get some wine,” Oksana whispered conspiratorially, Andrei remained lying on the bed. In the big room, Larisa, sitting on Oleg's lap, taking his caress of her chest, also felt like a man’s growing member ....