This story is about my trip to Egypt with my wife ...

By the way, it was the first vacation abroad, usually, we rested on the Black Sea. There were several reasons for this. First, not as expensive as abroad. Secondly, no need to think in advance about the vouchers and visas, got into the car and drove off. And, thirdly, on the way there and back, we stopped by our wife’s parents and even left the children with them for a while.

But this year everything went awry, it was not possible to break the seashore normally. So, just a couple of days, when the children were taken to the grandparents. More precisely, it did not work out for me, there were solid problems at work. And I did not want to let my wife go alone, even with children.

It would have been a year without a sea, but then Olya's friend returned from Egypt and buzzed her ears, which is great there. My wife caught fire ... I didn’t have to persuade me for a long time, and I myself wanted to relax on the sea. It all came together very well, bought vouchers, with a good discount. After all, it was already the end of the year, and certain events in Egypt contributed to the cheapness of the voucher, and although it was a little scary, we were assured to the travel agency that everything was calm in the resort area ...

We arrived, the weather was beautiful, warm, and the water is warm. Hotel, service ... Room consisted of one large room. Huge bed, large balcony, there were a table and chairs. With a beautiful view of the sea. Everything was just great. Impressions were excellent.

We went to the sea when it was lazy, went down to the hotel pool. In the evening of the event, the wife gladly participated in them. And of course, dancing, Olya just loves dancing. And the sea of ​​alcohol ... My wife preferred all sorts of cocktails, and I have something stronger.

I even had the feeling that the time had shifted more than 10 years ago, and my wife and I on our honeymoon in the Crimea ...

It was the sixth or seventh day of our stay here. Everything was as usual, like all previous days. The only difference was that they sifted a little with alcohol. We, by chance, met with one pair, they were here only the second day. And we, as old-timers, gave them advice. For conversations, we drank a little more than usual. Olya was pretty drunk and was in a wonderful mood - she was cheerful, she laughed a lot. When we returned to our room, she offered to continue the evening in a “candlelit” room. I was not at all opposed to the continuation of the “banquet”.

My wife went to the shower, and I placed an order on the phone.

Surprisingly, the order was fulfilled very quickly, I just managed to change into shorts and an undershirt, as they knocked on the door. I opened a young Egyptian standing in the corridor and in Russian, with an accent, said that he had brought our order. We went to the room, he put the tray on the table, I climbed into the jeans for the money ...

“Vadik,” came Oli's voice.

I turned around and was stunned - my wife stood in the doorway. This would not be surprising if she were not completely naked. Then I noticed that the guy (his name was Habib, but I learned about this much later, then I will call him by name) also looks at my wife. She stood as if nothing had happened, and did not even try to hide behind.

- I wanted to ask you ... But since you are busy ... I myself ...

And she went our way ... I just oh ... ate - she calmly walked our way completely naked, while also smiling. She was not even going to hide behind herself ... Olga walked past us, went up to the bed, took the robe lying on her and, without putting it on, went back. Habib and I silently, without stopping, looked at her. She caught up with us and suddenly laid her hand on the knob that was protruding from his pants. From surprise Habib even started.

- Wow! - said Olga and moved on.

Moreover, there was no surprise in her exclamation, it was rather an approval.

She reached the bathroom door, turned around and looked at us, and was satisfied with the effect produced, and disappeared behind the door.We were in a kind of stupor, we stood and looked at where she had just been. I first came to my senses, thrust the money into his hand and, literally, put him out of the room. And just now I noticed that I also had a knoll in shorts.

I was sitting, waiting for her, and before my eyes was Habib's face. Now, after a few minutes, I was already a little amused by this little incident.

Olga returned, now she was in a bathrobe. After drinking a couple of glasses, she said:

- Vadik, you would see your faces. I almost died laughing ...

I saw his face. Did I really have the same? But she did ... I could not even find the word for her act ...

- Ol, why did you do it?

- So what? Well, walked naked! Come on. Let the boy rejoice ...

I could not understand how - she says seriously or joking. The face was serious, but the eyes ...

- He's at work. And what will he think about us now?

- So what. Let what he wants, he thinks ...

- Not good somehow ...

- Maybe I liked him ... And I wanted to seduce him!

- Yes, he's still quite a boy (he looked like he was 20 years old)!

- So what? You want to say that I can not seduce him?

- Ol, stop it. I wanted to say...

- Well, you know ... I bet!

The conversation became, to put it mildly, strange, and I didn’t like it at all. Yes, and I did not want to argue.

- I do not want!

- Ahhh ... Surrendered!

- Not! But I will not argue ...

I tried to transfer the conversation to another topic, but Olga did not even think about changing the topic. She continued to offer a bet with such pressure that at some point I gave up slack. We argued, although I already knew that I would lose. The only hope was that tomorrow, when she was sober, she would abandon this idea. But...

- Come on, call!

- Where?

- Make an order ...

And then I realized that she was going to make our bet right now.

- And if he does not come? - This was my last attempt to stop it.

- So much the better, then the temptation of the one who comes ... Come call and you can go ...

- Where?

- Wherever you want?

- Then how do I know that you won or lost ...

- Yes! Then ... - she thought for a while, - Then go to the balcony ... You'll see everything ... You also like to watch ...

- Ol ...

- OK OK...

I made an order, took a comfortable position on the balcony, from where almost the entire room was visible. My wife lay down on the bed, and we waited, each in his own place. The door to the balcony was closed, and I did not hear what was happening in the room. Therefore, the appearance of Habib was a complete surprise to me. The wife was still lying on the bed. There was some kind of dialogue between them, about which I could only follow the lips. Habib put the tray on the table, Olya, as it were, reluctantly rose. At the same time, the robe opened wide ... Bella was not on it. Even I could see from here, a part of the bared breast, a neatly shaved pubis with a thin strip of hair, a resilient abdomen. His wife, as if she had not noticed that the robe had been thrown open. Habib, not looking up, looked at Olga. She walked past him, took her purse, took out the money and turned back to him ...

She handed him the money. He automatically took them, looking at her. Now it had to either end or ... Everything depended on the further actions of his wife. For a while there was a pause. Nothing happened, or I did not see it, because Olya had her back to me.

This inaction put me out of my mind. I longed to see more action. Maybe it will seem strange to someone, I like to observe how e ... my wife. It excites me so much, it just blows the roof off ... It’s such an adrenaline rush ... I knew very well for a long time that I would lose this bet ...

Olya made an elusive movement, and the robe slid off her shoulders. She was completely naked before this young Egyptian again. My wife put one hand on his shoulder, and the other ... I could not see it from my ...