They were driving to their 15th wedding anniversary in Lviv. The weather was pleasant for the trip, the coolness of the night made it possible to drive the car without undue pressure. Both loved this big, roomy and at the same time comfortable car. Booked hotel on the outskirts of the city was pleased with its cleanliness. He was already looking forward to a sweet evening in the room after a walk around the city. To be honest, he would have already fallen into bed now and had a little fun with his wife, but ... so many years of living together left an imprint not only on their relationship, but also on their attitude to sex. She certainly will bring a lot of arguments that it will not run away, that it is better to postpone until the evening, etc., etc. So he said nothing. It makes no sense to start a topic in advance of anticipating the outcome.

Yes, they tried to diversify their sex in recent years, but because of the constant reservations of the conditions on her part, everything ended in a banal fuck with a slight blowjob. But ... that she knew how she could! And she did it with amazing art, it allowed him to receive such pleasure that it stopped the rest of the sexual life. Having asked the receptionist about the schedule, they went down to the restaurant, where they quickly and tasty eaten, immediately went to the city.

This ancient, so unlike the many post-Soviet city-clones, beautiful Lviv. In its quiet alleys breathed peace. The comfort of the streets was relaxing. Slowly wander along the pavement so nicely in the shady corners of the squares. If you are lucky and among the locked doors of the main entrances you will find an open door, be sure to look. You will certainly be greeted by the flavor of medieval house planning.

In one such grand, with massive oak steps, they climbed the creaking stairs. In the gaps of the walls, between the floors, loopholes have been preserved for possible defense of the house in the Middle Ages. They kissed through holes made in the 17th century for murder. It was piquant and funny. Rising to the next floor, he crawled his hand under her skirt and stroked the swaying buttocks. They were pleasantly cool.

The whole day was spent walking through the busy streets. Out of the crowd, out of habit, he caught the gaze of the beautiful representatives of the human race, lingering on especially beautiful ones. It's like a game, to imagine how this or that person behaves in bed. Sufficient imagination gave reason to draw in the imagination the peculiarities of behavior and build bed scenes, depending on the appearance, behavior, manner of gait and body of a woman. By the way a woman behaves in a restaurant, he was more likely to assume her behavior in sexual pleasures. But in his life he never went beyond fantasies. He was flattered that his half, too, causes many men to turn their heads, watching her with a look. I suppose, too, fantasized.

Already late in the evening, when the city began to fall asleep, they were interested in a cafe window on the second floor. The unusualness of what he saw made us remember the Soviet times. Outside the window were visible round aluminum tables. Chairs, originally from Soviet dining rooms, gleamed with their matt aluminum legs. Shabby plywood back and seats. He offered a peek.
The decoration inside them was not deceived. Stylization under the canteen of the USSR. The room was full of smoke. There were some couples who were bored with uncomplicated food, and some other people. We decided that this is the last place to rest in the hotel.
While getting acquainted with the menu, she lit a cigarette. At the next table, two drunken officers were talking about something in an elevated tone. The flyers, he noted to himself, cast a glance in their direction. Having ordered her 100 grams of cognac and coffee, he himself sipped. Steering wheel. He was already thinking that it might be worthwhile to order a glass of wine and then go to the hotel by taxi. Day walking around the city began to affect. Fatigue was taking its toll.

She languidly sipping from a glass of brandy inhaled cigarette.Looking at her bare knees, he was even more drawn to quickly finish this evening in a hotel room. He adhered to the rules he had instituted: every good evening should end with sex! He liked sex with her, when she was a little under the bar, she was a relaxed and already allowing a lot of women. Drunk she always flirted with him and she provoked to have sex.

Behind him was drunk chatter. One flyer persistently argued something to another. He, in turn, nasal bends his line. In the end, one rose and went to pour, or to order another drink. My wife, through cigarette smoke, raising her glass in the direction of the officer sitting behind me, said with a smile:
- Do not worry you will be fine.
“Thank you,” he replied.
The next minute, taking your chair approached us.
- Allow? - the question was asked to me. I nodded affirmatively.
- I'm sorry, we probably had a very loud conversation and prevented you?
Wife smiled
- No, you didn’t prevent us from doing this, I just realized that the topic was worth it.
- I was promised a promotion, but for this I need to move to serve another city, but I don’t want to leave Lviv. Here's a friend and persuades me. On this basis, we have today a little plucked.
At the same time, he glanced at his wife's legs, drunk, not trying to hide the direction of his gaze.
- Oh, you're already here!
This suited his friend carrying two glasses of brandy. He unceremoniously immediately hooked to us.
- And you, I understand not local? - he asked.
- Yes, they guessed, the Kievans answered his wife.
- So you are guests of Lviv! By the way, let me introduce myself, Vadim.
At the same time he stood up gallantly and bowed slightly. Drunk jester, I thought. Wife holding out her hand with a smile said
- Lena. He took her hand theatrically raised to his lips.
- Oh, oh, yes you are a real officer! A smile never left her face.
- Yes, we are, Oleg.
He introduced himself to the second and grabbed his wife's hand from his comrade, standing up kissed her fingertips on her hand.
Everything looked dramatically and theatrically false, but I saw that my wife liked that.
- Let's drink to meet you.
Vadim raised his glass. They drank and Lena took a cigarette already lit a cigarette from Vadim's lighter. He took it out so quickly and in time, which caused surprise on his wife's face. Both officers brazenly, without hiding, stared at her with salted eyes. She, I saw, was dragged from such attention.

It is not my first time to see how men render signs of attention to my Lenka. But I was afraid that everything would be dragged into a drunken and long-playing market. From the drunk cognac, Lenka's eyes glittered, besiki appeared in them. Oh, oh, I knew that now the game of the woman in front of strangers would begin. She loved to tease the men so that they perceived all her actions for accessibility.

Lenka played reveling in female power, the power of the female over the lustful males. However, a long evening with drunken officers was not part of my plans for the rest of my rest. Late, tired. All this can be delayed for a long time, but not every sober person will endure the chatter of drunken intellectuals.
- Well, what are we going to slowly gather?
I turned to her in advance knowing the answer. She leaned toward my ear.
- Well, let's sit still, I'm fine. So rarely get out. We still have time to the hotel. We have the whole night ahead. And these officers are so funny!
- They just do not mind you fuck if it were not for me.
Already in her ear, I whispered. She coquettishly blew smoke into my face and, smiling, touched a finger to my lips.
- And let me drive into your intimate conversation and find out what you saw in our city? Oleg pulled a cigarette and looked at his wife's chest. Lena, in short, spoke about all points of stay in Lviv.
- So, I get it. You have seen far from everything and not the most interesting. I offer myself as a guide for tonight. You are our guests. Vadim and I will show you what not every guide will show. Want to?
At the same time, he was looking at Lena, lounging in a business chair in a plywood chair and licking his lips while contemplating her legs.Well, this is fucking unnecessary: ​​I thought to myself.
- But it is already the eleventh hour of the night.
I said out loud. ...

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