For the first time, after a long-term absence of each other and the foreseeable horizon, we met with them by chance - traveling together in a minibus. And although there seemed to be no special reasons for joy, however, there were no serious quarrels as such. They tried to get rid of the duty phrases: “Everything is normal with us, like you, okay, you need to get out ... Ah, and you are at this stop ... It turns out that the neighbors are almost ... And you are still there?” As usual, they exchanged phone numbers, being almost certain that we wouldn’t call you, and they wouldn’t want to answer anyway.

They called when they didn’t wait for the call. Even the telephone number, reprimanded by a helpful caller ID, did not appear in its own memory. Yes, actually, they didn’t want to hear or see them at all - at least my wife. The fact is that “they” are two divorcing sisters, one fifty-fifty, the other forty, both outwardly very personal, and both, like pioneers, are “always ready.” But not just like that, but with profit, and preferably not momentary, but with the prospect of further ... Do you think of further continuation of fucking? Yeah, many thought so, and quickly became disillusioned. With the prospect of further benefits!

These are the overgrown mercantile "Pioneer". We arrived from relatives from the village, the wife was "slightly warm" - all the friends of the departed remembered at the cemetery, and one resurrected one, Easter after all. My wife lay down and almost immediately fell asleep, leaving me alone. After the trip, I decided to put myself in order - you can’t take a shower or anything else in the village in the early spring, in the courtyard there’s the convenience. I just managed to strip down to my underwear, take clean underwear - and then this damn phone: the number is unknown. And it was necessary for me, fool, to take and answer. “Yeah, got caught!” - the tube cried out in a woman’s voice, - “Christ is risen!” Everything broke off, I feel - for sure, got ... Not to the guests somehow, but it pours from the tube without stopping: “Yes, where have you gone, yes we call you all the time, but we will come to you now, or maybe you will come to us ... "I just have time to insert my few words into this endless stream:" Girls, (well, not to call them as men) but is it possible to transfer the rendezvous to another day, everyone was tired, my wife was sleeping, I was going to the bathroom ... "And in response, a gentle voice purrs into the phone:" Look, if your wife didn’t wake up, we would trenki come and swill you with all diligence! "Even then I suspected that this is not going to end good.

Well, of course they will not cause much harm to me, but they will exploit. And it is precisely to exploit, use, get from me ... and so on. I had to wake my wife. To be honest, it was an attempt to wriggle out, to shift onto the wife’s shoulders the responsibility for refusing to receive guests. She dislikes these girls, they are unmarried, and she never sewed in the bag. The wife is known for their constant readiness and cynicism - they are worthless by tempting another man’s face to say to his wife: “Well, and you won’t lose anything!” But it turned out that it didn’t help either: although the wife refused to go anywhere, but she could not refuse the guests. All that managed to bargain through joint efforts - this is a delay for an hour: bring yourself in order, and figure out something on the table.

And so, a start has been made: these two “girls” come in no better condition than my wife on the road, cushy in one word. They had with them ... a vodka bottle, a liter of house wine, and, well, snacks: salads, chicken, vegetables, fruits - and so on. We added something - mushrooms, spicy snacks, something else ... Everything is on the table, one hundred to all - so it is usual. And everyone drinks their own, to whom that is more like: wife - diluted alcohol, Elina - the one who is older - vodka, Lyudka - the youngest among us - homemade wine, and I, the only man present - Coca-Cola, alcohol is temporarily contraindicated to me . So slowly and started - for starters for Easter.But the girls do not care that this seems to be a religious holiday, they are on this zero attention and drink clinking glasses with glasses, so that they simply throw out the contents.

I will describe those present in more detail. I, who is a husband, a little over fifty, are overweight, but I hope not to be repulsed. My wife corresponds to me in terms of age, you cannot call complete, but my tummy looks noticeable. Her breasts from girlhood retained size (about fourth) and only slightly lost elasticity. Make an allowance for childbirth, age, what else is there ... But still her chest makes you draw the attention of men. Now about the guests. Elina, our almost the same age, a figure for this age is very good: full, but not thick legs, hips a bit wide - in my opinion, there is even a similarity to the waist, and of course, crowning this whole “structure” is massive, in relation to others parts of the body, chest.

True skin gives age. Just like everyone present, she was almost half a day at the cemetery and even managed to get a tan. Moreover, it is very unfortunate: the nose, cheeks and part of the chest accessible to the view - a fairly large enough part - all of it shone with bright pink light. I didn’t look at my face very much, my face looked so much like an amateur, but the luminous chest attracted the eye. We have known each other for quite a long time, for more than twenty years, and I had to see her, well, if not in a complete negligee, then topless for sure. So I looked calmly enough, only the color and surprised.

Lyudmilka is a separate story. Unlike her sister, her face even has a pretty, pleasant one. The outer corners of the eyes are slightly lowered, as on the faces of the saints depicted in the icons. Such eyes want to believe. Pearlescent sponge bow, not capricious, but rather childishly inflated, as if offended. A very pure face, immaculate. And the figurine is beyond praise. In general, I am amazed how she managed to preserve such a body for up to forty years. I used to see such forms at this age only in the cinema - I always considered this a trick for operators and make-up artists. No, of course I saw women who retained some form. But she has retained almost everything: both form and skin, and even some special youth form.

The manner of conversation, the look (the call-up, which is already there) - everything reminds of the twenty-year-old girl she was then twenty years ago. Even then, I had a crush on her - she was not married, but judging by the change of partners, the option “to make friends once or twice” was possible. But somehow it did not work out, but rather did not enter. Behind me at that time there was an eye and an eye, and not only from the side of the wife, but also from the side of loyal (towards the wife) girlfriends. Of course there were others loyal in a completely different direction. But, to my regret, these sisters were on her side, and at that time they did not allow me to enter. And this, despite the fact that the eldest of the sisters, Elina, lived with her husband in a somewhat strange way: using her good body, she managed to get almost any deficit (at that time there was such a thing as a deficit) and even not always for money . The oddity was that her husband knew about it and did not object, as far as I know. Judging by the fragmentary information, rumors, they already in those times practiced swing. Well, maybe not a full swing, but some kind of existed. Several times I attended the feasts, in which Elkina's lovers participated, and her some girlfriends, whom she herself and attached to her husband, imperceptibly for him.

I suppose (naively) that my wife did not enter this circle, and therefore it was decided not to let me in either. And perhaps the reason was altogether prosaic: besides me I had nothing to fuck with myself - not a getter, so to speak. True, the hands grew from the right place, by that very end, so that through the house, in the male part, I was quite well-off. From time to time I was invited to install an antenna or some electronics to fix it - but often for some reason with my wife.

Time passed, my wife, apparently, something bad began to suggest in my account, however, ...