in memory of the other ... Hold on! ... And here is the key ... Everything, bye!

- And when will this come for now?

- How do I know when this opportunity will appear to me ...

- As soon as it appears, you will be able to see me at six o'clock in the evening leaving the economic council ... Come up there with the kids, where there is where to sit with them on the bench ...

- Agreed ... Go! ..

- Not! - Suddenly, even for himself, he says, gets money, pulls them to the chauffeur and gets out of the car after her.

- Why are you doing this? She asks him.

“I hope to look at your sleeping children,” he replies, entering with her at the entrance and up the stairs.

“In vain you let the taxi go,” she shakes her head. - I won't let you go to the apartment anyway ... Suddenly the children wake up ... Or, even worse, the husband is sitting at the door waiting for me ...

And, stopping at the site of the second floor, puts a finger to his lips.

- And you open it and go in to see ... If everything is in order, you will come back and let me in ...

Ninel only negatively waves his head and shows his fingers, they say, run!

- Just like that run? - he objects. - No, I won't leave without collateral!

- What other pledge do you need?

- But such!

Zhenya hugs and kisses her, climbs in the bosom ...

- Well, it all starts again! - She says in between kisses. - But there will be no continuation!

- Why not?

- Because I can not invite you to my place ... I said the same ... I'm afraid ...

When one of his hands, holding up the hem, climbed under her panties, Ninel prayed:

- Well, stop it! ... Why should you be excited in vain? ..

- Why nothing?

“Do you think to do it right here on the stairs?”

- If it is impatient, it is possible on the stairs ... But we will come up with something better ... Let's go up a few steps, to the windowsill ... So ... Now, sit on it and take out a condom. In the meantime, I'll get my instrument ... Here it is ... Shoe it, please ...

- I again! ... And what are you?

- And while I look at the street, is there anyone coming ... Well, it’s already dawning and far visible ...

- Yeah, and suddenly lift his head and see how we hug?

- He will not see anything ... We will notice him earlier and we will have time to disperse in different directions: I’m upstairs, and you go to your apartment ... Do your work faster, which I asked you about ...

- Why is my business? ..

“Because it concerns your safety, not mine ... Is it not so? ... Why do you arise again? ... Do you want to ride, love and sleigh to haul ... Pull on! ... Do not waste time ...

- Tighten, pull! - She grumbles, but gets down to business. - What are you, armless?

- Your pens will cope with this better ... And mine still has a lot of work: a bra, perhaps, due to the extreme situation, we will not shoot, but it would not hurt to take off your pants to your knees ... You will do it yourself, or allow to me?

- Let me ... But what next? ... But every passer-by will see us here, if he only lifts his head up ...

- Where did you get passers-by at this hour?

“Yes, I’m explaining to you about my husband! ... Suddenly he wonders how I am there, and decides to run home ... And he will see his wife sitting on the windowsills and crimping someone ...

- He will not see anything like that ... I guarantee ... Did you put on a condom? ... Well? ... So ... Become your feet on the floor, turn your back to me, lean your hands on the window sill and watch the road ... Leave the rest to me ... That's it, good job! ...

Having nestled on her naked bottom, Zhenya strokes her stomach, pubis, runs her fingers further, rubs her frighteningly swollen lips and clitoris again with pressure ... Then she applies the tip of her bone to these objects and jerks them here and there.

- I am ready to come to you, madam ... But first let me ask you which door do you prefer, so that I knock? ... Is this one or a little higher? ..

And he presses his thumb on her anus.

- you what? Is it possible to?

- Everything is allowed... Let's try?..

- No, save me from such tests ...

“Okay, let's leave it for another time, but for now let's go our usual way.” Squeeze, please, your knees and take a guest ... That's it ... Feel? ..

- And how!..

Ninel vigorously begins to move his pelvis towards him, and Zhenya, this time keenly feeling not only the hot humidity, but also a certain tightness of her vagina, already feels a surge of life-giving essence into his personal touch ... Some more energetic jolts, and this essence, as if from the syringe begins to spray out, and he himself, shaken by convulsions, freezes, hanging lifelessly above her.

- Satisfied? - She is interested, having sprawled under his weight on the windowsill and putting one of her cheeks on crossed elbows, but continuing oncoming movements with her pelvis.

- And you? - he in turn asks and kisses her on the neck under the nape. - Why do you close your eyes and not follow the situation?

- Dreaming.

- What, if not a secret?

- Can still take a chance and let you in for an hour or two?

“It's a beautiful thought, but that's just an afterthought ... Do you see what state you brought me to?”

- I do not see, but I feel ... Maybe you know what to do? I will try to...

- Yes, you and I see, you try ... And yet my fighter tries to escape from the battlefield ... It will take a lot of time to give him new strength. Are you ready to give me a shower and give me an hour or two to sleep so that we can use it again for its intended purpose?

- It would be great ... But the thought of a possible return of a husband does not give me peace ... Yes, it seems, he is walking, easy to speak ... Go upstairs! And sit there quietly! ... And I run home ...

Eugene in a hurry leaves her, fastens and rushes up the stairs. He hears the door slamming, and after this, someone's steps are not female, heavy, male ... The door slam again ... After waiting a minute or two, Zhenya sneaks down, goes outside and turns towards his house . He is lucky again: as soon as he begins to cross the Stalin, he sees a green light. Taxi!

- On the Amur! He says, squeezing into the backseat. - To the Border!

And, closing his eyes, immediately falls into a sleep, returning again to the deserted shore of the Tatar Strait in Krasnogorsk.