It happened in the famous Jurmala, where she came to rest from the hot southern sun, the couple from Tashkent. He is a fairly high Uzbek politician and businessman Islam, she is his spouse with a rare eastern name Laziz.

Islam, which was 14 years older than his spouse, did not mind the soul. He was ready to fulfill all her whims. All the vagaries of the temperamental beauty were played instantly. And when she took it into her head to go swimming at night, Islam readily volunteered to accompany her. Although the man himself would be happy to sit in a cafe with a barbecue (which they could not do here) and vodka.

On the deserted pier, where they went under the full moon, Laziz quickly threw off all her clothes and dived into the water. Islam shivered from the evening chill. He had no desire to climb into the water. He told his wife that he would wait for her and began to admire the moonlit path. His wife swam farther and farther toward the buoys, sometimes disappearing from view when he heard voices from behind. There were three local campers. He had already seen them on the beach more than once. Three tall, under two meters tall, blond Latvian. They greeted Islam and began to undress, not even paying attention to the women's clothing lying next to him. Speaking in their own language, they quietly undressed, first to melts, and then removed them. Absolutely not shy, one of them turned to Islam, and began to chat with him about any nonsense, switching to Russian.

Islam was a little jarred by this lack of elementary norms of decency among the locals. He often saw on the local beaches of women sunbathing topless, a couple, without hesitation, kissing in front of everyone. Moreover, none of the others did not even think to condemn them, only with interest or even indifferently glanced at them. And he sometimes imagined how his beautiful Laziz would walk along a beach filled with people, glittering with bare breasts, and local guys would turn on her, appreciating the small hemispheres of her breasts with always protruding nipples. For some reason, these thoughts, in addition to jealousy, also dispersed his blood, filling his penis with a pleasant languor. He turned to his wife, and realized that she, hearing other people's voices, began to return and was now near in the shade of the pier, looking out of the water of athletic folded naked guys. Two of them were standing knee-deep in the water, not daring to dive, and the one who was chatting with him, was waving his arms to warm up.

The muscles bumped under his skin, there were cubes on the press, and below that curly red hair, and a large uncircumcised penis dangled. From the thought that his wife now sees the same thing, blood struck Islam in the head, again jealousy bordering on rage was born and for some reason the member began to get excited again.

First, those two dived into the water, immediately racing to the side of the buoys, and behind them, right from the pier, jumping high up, the third also dived. When they sailed, Laziz appeared on the ladder. She asked to give her a towel, quickly wrapped herself in it, and, looking at the retreating figures, hastily dried herself off and began to dress. They also quickly left the beach, never spread a word. On the way to their cottage, fifty meters away, there was a summer cafe. They went into it, and not knowing how to start a conversation. Each of them felt guilty.

The husband could not protect his wife from inappropriate spectacle, and his wife, albeit unwittingly, but saw a naked man. And not one, but three at once. While preparing food, they ordered vodka. Islam saw that Laziz was still shaking, and he understood that it was not only from the cold. He poured her and herself, although before that she always drank only wine. They drank, poured again, drank again. Islam said it is such a country. Here are not shy nudity. After the third glass, the unaccustomed woman was brought to such drinks.She eagerly began to say that when she saw these guys, she immediately began to return to get out, but when she approached the pier, they were already there, and she was not wearing clothes. Then she hid in the shade of the pier and waited for them to leave.

Although Islam poured his wife on the very bottom, 15 grams in total, but after the fifth glass, she suddenly confessed to her husband that they were very beautiful, and she was both scary and very pleased to look at them. "Such big ones," she said suddenly, and stopped to blush. And Islam, knowing full well that she did not say at all about their growth, suddenly suddenly confessed to her that when he saw her looking at him, he got a member. And even now, when he listens to her, he feels very excited. “Me too,” she whispered, her eyes lowered in fright.

Suddenly, familiar voices were heard. The cafe included the same guys. With wet hair, they talked loudly. Suddenly they saw a familiar face at the tables, and the same one who spoke to him came up and asked: “Didn’t you plunge? Cool water. He immediately extended his hand, introduced himself. Behind him met Islam and his friends. “Did you swim?”, Pointing to Laziz’s wet hair, one of them asked. Lazise nodded and blushed again. The guys apparently understood who Islam was waiting for. All awkwardly silent. Islam, to overcome the awkwardness, politely offered to sit down with them - the guys did not refuse. They asked Laziz if she ever tasted local cocktails. They also ordered food, vodka, some cocktails for her. As they said very light. Laziza did not know the insidiousness of cocktails, when a decent percentage of alcohol usually hides behind the sweetness. She squeezed them like lemonade and got drunk more and more. A couple of times she rushed to go to sleep, the guys vied with each other to persuade her that they would sit still for a little while, and they would all go their separate ways. She looked inquiringly at her husband, he said in a drunken voice: “At rest, sleep tomorrow” ...

Islam was returning from the toilet when he saw that his wife and one of the guys were not at the table. When asked where they were - the guys said that Laziz wanted to sleep, got up and went. And he went to see that nothing happened. Islam, it was, went after her, suddenly remembered that he had not paid for dinner. While I was getting money and calling the waiter, I saw that a light had come on in their cottage. Behind the curtain flashed a faint shadow of his wife, and he immediately calmed down. Under the persuasion of the guys, he began to talk about Uzbekistan, about his work. Immediately found common themes. Again, toast, binge. The third guy appeared in about 40 minutes. He said that Laziz was all right, she was already going to bed. And he went to his room went for the money, so lingered. Then he added something in his language, the guys looked at each other and smiled. Immediately they poured vodka again, and one, saying that he needed to get some air, went out. It seemed to Islam that he had seen the light in their window from the opened door, and then he was struck with a hunch as to why his spouse was escorted for so long. He looked in amazement at her guide.

He sat contentedly and relaxed, as if really after a good sex. Again a wave of excitement swept over him. He was ashamed of his thoughts, but he now imagined how his spouse was bending under the onslaught of this athlete, right over and over again she ends up from his big cock and ... did not feel angry with him. His favorite was good, and for the first time he realized that he himself receives moral pleasure from it.

For some reason, only now he really relaxed. The only thing he would like to see his woman enjoy. But he did not know how to do it. Maybe next time, he will be ready for this, and now he will just sit here and tell the guys about his life.

The second was absent for about half an hour. He came just as pleased, smiling, and relaxed, plopped down in a chair. Islam has dispelled the last doubts. For a while, the third was trying to get up, but it seemed he could not think of a reason. Islam decided to help him: “Something you are pale.Go breathe air or wash your face with cold water. " He immediately got up, mumbling something, and went out.

He stood in front of the cafe entrance, went to the opposite cottage ...