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Guys every family has a skeleton in the closet. I'll tell you about ours.

Our whole family gathered for a long-awaited vacation. Of course, saved. Let's go by train. The path was three days. We drove in two stages because of our work and vacation dates. My parents left with our two children the first a week ago, and the second batch and my wife and I were selected along the tracks. Without children it was more convenient, you could relax and not think about their convenience. My wife and I are the same age - we are on the same age, adults, but always busy, then with children, then with work, and so ... In a word, we drank and had nothing to think about. She drinks little from me, so do I, but the first day we had a good break on this case.

In this month, few people went to the South to rest. It is understandable in such a cold. Only my bus driver and my wife Irochka, the saleswoman, do not have to choose the time for a vacation. This is not for us. And here everything coincided, so that the two of us with my old men would disappear. Well, that in two stages - I thought that while you can relax on the train with your wife without any relatives and children.

Only we were alone in our compartment. We sipped beer and looked out the window. I still looked for Irkoy. I have it, as they say, all with her. A neat face, make-up - eyes are made up, sponges are made up, a hairstyle is a straight parting of long dyed hair. The figure is a plump ass, indicated by the tummy, legs in brown stockings and a blouse with buttons cracking on the chest. Once, because of her tremendous womanish charms, I married her when we were still students. She was a little slimmer then, but this is understandable - I had to give birth to two. But so, to be honest, I’ve never met a woman in her life more beautifully. There are actresses in the movies, models, but in the same place, every kind of plastic and lips are pouting, everybody shoots muck in the chest, and here everything is real, soft, natural. And we don’t have so much money (well, what else can she do for me at her job), for all kinds of rooms, and she is beautiful. This proves that the real Babskii charm does not buy and do not spoil for years.

But most of all in my wife I liked her loyalty. She never cheated on me. I'm sure. How do I know this? Any man knows for sure if he has been married for more than ten years. One hundred percent - he knows, only he can be mindless, either to himself or herself, that he knows about the leftists. So I know that I have it right. Beautiful, with big breasts, well prepared, well earned and faithful. Like a fairy tale, but true.

Outside the window began to darken. We closed the curtains and stupidly listened to the radio. My wife Serdyuchka sang along as a man knocked on the door and immediately a man with a bald shiny head broke in. He was drunk, but not drunk.

- Both, too, miss? - he asked and we didn’t have time to answer how another man came into our compartment with him. This one too was drunk and shaved, but with a mustache.

My wife and I sat on opposite sides of the table, and the two of us squeezed against the walls. One beside her, the other beside me. They introduced themselves: Makar with a mustache and Vano without a mustache. Years they were more than ours, under fifty. Sedin gave out here and there. One man immediately turned out to be more sociable, a convivial one, he hunted down all the jokes, got out of his vodka pocket. The second smiled and ate a lot. They both ate a lot. Snacked by ours. All the time they praised my wife that she cooks pies, chicken, salads so tasty. Vodka ended quickly. These two men were healthy, fat, they needed to drink and drink to get drunk, and I was overwhelmed. But I sat and listened to the hundredth joke from this guy. All of them were vulgar, about the unfaithful women and husbands who were fooled. I laughed out of politeness, but I was disgusted to listen to it. I saw that they had no wedding rings and for them the words - family, wife, husband did not cost anything. And on the contrary, I believed in it, loved my wife and family. I even gave my entire salary to my wife, only left for beer.

- Listen, so sit? Chop up? - Asked the man, who increasingly did not take his eyes off my wife. Especially on her chest staring. She covered her hands, put her head under her chin, to support her - I know her well, which is unpleasant for her. But so he did not pester, I was silent. Also, of course, I was afraid of them. They are big men. One of them has a blue ring on his finger, can it sit? I've always been skinny. When I was a child, I was just chasing football, and then working all the time behind the wheel, when was it fattening?

- In the cards? My wife asked.

- In them, darling, - the man agreed.

- Strip! - with a passion winked the second.

- Throw, well, you, - my wife was shy and waved her hand.

- Husband, do you mind playing strip games with us? - I asked one of the men. He spoke with unceasing excitement, looking at my wife.

- No, men. I don't know how, ”I said. I had to say - against, but I was afraid of their appearance. I thought it was better to quietly translate the topic.

- Then we will spread your wife?

“I will not,” she did not want, as I expected.

These two men were silent, one in another ear threw a couple of phrases. He easily agreed with the mustache and offered to play, but not for undressing (Mistress, we, that we do not understand, or what?), But to exchange money. Funny rate for a bottle of pivasika. Not much, but nice. This interested my wife. Her habit of doing so is to throw another gram, give less change ...

In short, my wife pushed all the leftovers into a corner, a fat newspaper, bones, and began to accept cards. That guy gave everyone a hand and started playing. I got involved. I immediately won a con for six bottles of beer. Rubles crunched on the table, excitement hit in the head. I see and my wife liked it when my pile of money became more. She looks at me like that and says seriously, but she smiles for decency:

- Vasya, do not play at all. Put half in your pocket.

I wanted to, but one of the men podnachal and I put everything. The amount came out big. And then all this money went to my wife. Here she was delighted! She immediately scooped them up, folded them flatly, then unzipped one button in half on her blouse and shoved it into her bra cup. These men with hungry eyes on her, they noticed a long hollow there for sure.

- It is not good to leave the game. We still have to play. You need to get revenge, - said the man.

My wife hesitated and agreed, but left the money at home, and asked me to get a small thing and share it between us. These men had a lot of money in their wallet. I asked if they were not afraid to blow it, and they said that the miners are not afraid of anything. In short, we played again, but the map did not go to me. And my wife could not hide herself - only the money appeared, immediately went to one of the men. Cohn gathered and melted, and then moved between them. An hour later, I'm tired. He drank more than usual, ate a little and overcame it. And the wife just broke up. I said I'm out of the game. The men were not against, only when my wife saw that I was suffering and I wanted to lie down, I asked me not to sleep with my eyes. I realized this and just rested my head against the wall. Then a man near (Vano, what?) Picked me up, made me stand up and started pushing me to climb on the top shelf. My wife was saying something, I also tried to resist, but he was strong and easily pushed me to go upstairs.

- Lie there, we will not eat your little wife! - the man laughed and sat down in my place opposite her.

It was more comfortable for me to lie down, and I was generally drunk. I didn’t sleep, I just lay my head on the pillow. From above, I saw from here a part of my wife’s chest, where four buttons on the blouse were not fastened. She often climbed there, then put the money, then get it. We have not played with her for money before, and here the excitement of the newcomer absorbed it. It is clear.

“Irka, don't spend all the money,” I said weakly.

- Do not worry, here I can win on new boots, - she was justified busy.

She doesn't ...

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