Viktor Petrovich took Igor into the guest room, put him on the bed, the partition, and then went into the bedroom, taking off his clothes on the way.

When he entered the room, an impressive sight opened up to his eyes. Helen, completely naked, stood with his back to him, or rather, backwards, getting up on all fours. With one hand, leaning on the bed, the other she rubbed herself something between the halves of the ass. The whole ass gleamed, and the woman’s long, thin fingers penetrated the anus, preparing him for the upcoming invasion. When she saw Viktor Petrovich, Lena spoke the words that he demanded of her. To do this, Lenochka had to step over a lot, through all her principles, fear and bashfulness, but Viktor Petrovich’s incredible energy and lust was stronger.

- Please, my dear sir, I invite you to enter this little ass who is so eager for you.

- Well, if you ask so ... So be it, today I’m scamming your point so that you don’t recognize him by morning.

And indeed, Viktor Petrovich, until morning, tormented Lenochkin's ass, leaving her only occasionally, to shove his dick into her mouth. He did this every time after being discharged into her ass. He liked to watch her beautiful sponges wrap around his long and thick instrument, wet with grease and sperm, her mouth swelling under the pressure of a rapidly increasing member. Every time after this procedure, he forced the woman to beg him to enter her again. Helen almost all the time was in some other world, where there is nothing but pleasure. She did not think or remember anything. She woke up only when Viktor Petrovich pushed her into the shower so that she washed off the traces of nighttime debauchery.

Two days later, after coming home from work, Igor told his wife that he was being transferred to a new position that was more highly paid and responsible. The only negative - constant long trips. Igor apologized to his wife for not being able to give her as much time as before, persuading him not to be bored, saying how he would be lonely without her. At the same time in his heart he was pleased: the new work provided him with greater freedom. Igor did not guess that not only his words, but also his thoughts completely coincided with the words and thoughts of his wife.

Lenochka immediately figured out from whose filing her husband got a position on business trips and what kind of prospects it opens up. She no longer bore her head with different nonsense about marital fidelity. Lena knew that she loved Igor, but their intimate relationships suited her only at first, when she was naive and inexperienced. Now she understood that she could experience such sensations and emotions that she and her husband would never experience, but did not intend to accuse of this. And why? She can get everything she needs, and even more.

On the first evening, when Igor left, Viktor Petrovich came to her. He came the next day, and the next day, and a week later he phoned to inform him that he was going abroad for six months, and maybe even longer.

- I'll call you from there. By the way, in order not to be bored alone, I gave your phone to one of my friends. She will invite you to visit her, do not refuse. Her name is Olga. She is older than you, but the woman is cheerful, you will get along with her. Well, everything, go ahead.

Lena was bad. She was given the opportunity to feel like a real woman, and then this opportunity was taken away, leaving her alone. This villain at first “delivered” her from her husband, then enough with her pampered, and now he quit like a boring toy. And what should she do now? Do not wander the same as the last whore, the taverns, in search of new friends. Or maybe meet someone on an ad? Well no. So you can easily run into such trouble ...

It has already been six days since she was left alone, and she didn’t want to be alone at all. Society of old friends is not particularly attracted. With them, and before it was boring, and now even more so. For several nights she had to make love with herself, pouring a pillow into her tears. This is too little. Of course, it helped for a while, but only for a while. Now she needs communication, she needs someone to surrender, give affection and receive them. Her nature protested against loneliness. She missed "her" men - Igor, whom she loved, and Viktor Petrovich, who crippled her life.

On the seventh day, when Lena was no longer on the verge of hysteria, the telephone rang. The woman's heart beat beating happily, although she did not know which of the men remembered her. What was her disappointment when she heard a woman’s voice on the phone. The voice, I must say, was quite pleasant.

- Good day. This is Lena?

- Yes it's me

- Our mutual friend, Viktor Petrovich, should have warned you about my call. My name is Olga.

- Yes, he told me. I am listening really carefully.

- That's wonderful. You see, he had to leave suddenly, and he asked me to tell you that he was terribly sorry for that, and I could help you in any way.

“If he regrets so much, he could have said this himself, and I did not ask for any help, okay?” - in Lena's voice, the irritation mixed in tears was visible.

- What are you, Helen, please do not be discouraged. You know these men with their eternal callousness! Besides, Viktor Petrovich is not the person who can consider himself to be wrong in something. He is the Center of the Universe, and it, poor thing, revolves around it all day, stopping only for the night, so as not to distract from the most important!

- And what is this “the most important”?

- Baba, of course, the same! What else! As far as I know, neither men nor animals are interested in him, - Olga obviously had fun, and Lena immediately became easier and more interesting.

- And you know a lot?

- Believe, enough to draw conclusions. However, you can talk about it for a long time, and I'm calling from a cell phone. If you want, we can talk about all this and that in a different eatery over a cup of coffee. Get out right now, I'm in a car and waiting at the entrance.

“Okay, I'm going down now.”

“One hell, nothing to do. And so - at least something, ”thought Lena, quickly changed her clothes, put herself in order and flew out into the street.

The car was right in front of the entrance. The woman behind the wheel waving a hand in a friendly way inviting her to sit next to her. Lena sat on a soft seat, and only after that she turned to look at her recent companion.

A dazzling smile and green eyes in which merry sparks danced appeared before her eyes. Lena didn’t often see such beautiful women. At first glance, Olga was 35 years old, but, looking at her well-groomed face and hands, Lena added another 5 years to her.

- Hello! Nice to meet. Let's go soon, but the table is already waiting. By the way, on the rights of an older and more sophisticated person’s life experience, I suggest immediately switching to “You”.

Lena, somewhat embarrassed by such swift acquaintance, easily agreed.

- Good. Where we go?

- Near here.

Five minutes later they were entering the door of a small restaurant. Walking after Olga, Lena unwittingly admired her: her new acquaintance was very good-looking — a mean build hot brunette with a chiseled waist, wide hips and beautiful hands. On slender legs adorned strict, but graceful shoes. The body was covered with an elegant black dress of expensive fabric, clearly sewn to order, emphasizing all the advantages of its mistress. Outwardly, Olga Lena liked, besides, Lena was well aware that she herself was pretty good enough and did not feel any jealousy or envy.

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