This story happened to me relatively recently. I have been married for more than five years. Wife, no matter how trite it sounds, I have a beauty! When we just got married, I was just crazy about her and having sex with her. But time passes, household routine and other family troubles are not very conducive to love, passion and good sex. Like many couples, our relationship is cold. No, I was still very attached and loved my wife, worried, helped, actively participated in the creation of the hearth, the same was with her. But then this wild passion disappeared between us, they began to engage in love once a week, and even then not always, I increasingly began to visit porno resources, in search of satisfying my lust. My wife also went into herself, hiding from me, with various problems and everyday worries.

It got to the point that it became more interesting for me to fapat on the monitor than to shove my wife in the bedroom. No, I continued to perform my marital duty, but it became for me, as a household chore, than a pleasure. I understood that my wife was beautiful and over the years became more feminine and even more beautiful. Imagine a brunette age of 28 years, tall, with the correct proportions in the body. Second-size chest, narrow waist and trump card, long beautiful legs. When I first met her, the very first thing my eyes fell on was her luxurious legs. About these legs they say "The legs grow from the ears" and my favorite. Her ass did not have a large width, but was quite beautiful, elastic and pumped up. We visit the gym together and try to keep track of our bodies. Cute little face with big eyes completes the image of my little wife. The name of my beloved Victoria, she looks very similar to one actress, I will not give her name, I just attach her photo.

How did it all start? Probably, when I first read a good story on this site, about the betrayal of his wife. I was very excited, then I was impressed for several days, and even Vika noticed changes in bed in me. At first I thought that I liked the very topic of treason, and I see myself in the role of a lover who instructs the husband of the horn. To be honest, a couple of times I achieved this goal, with married ladies. I will not lie, I got from this unforgettable pleasure! And for a long time it seemed to me that these rare intrigues completely satisfy my fantasies. But later I began to notice that I like to observe, to observe how someone else is having sex. The apotheosis of my internal sanctions was that when I read another story in which the husband secretly initiates the betrayal of his wife, and then secretly watches it! I was beside myself for more than a few weeks, during which time I had sex with my wife almost every day! At first I threw back this thought for a long time and forced myself to think sensibly, but in the end I realized that I wanted to see how my wife was cheating on me. But I just didn’t want to invite someone from my acquaintances, firstly I didn’t need rumors about me and my wife. And secondly, I didn’t want my wife to know about my unhealthy desires, I wanted everything to be a matter of chance, when Vika would think that I wouldn’t know anything, that she herself would make this decision. For a long time I was turning different plans in my head so and that, until somehow I matured by myself alone.

Several times a year my wife and I break out of the city for a week to rest. It can be both the sea, and mountains. The road is a day by train, regardless of the route, I will not specify the exact geographical data. We always took the usual coupe, there are four passenger seats. But this time I decided to overpay and take two two-seater SV-coupe in order to repair the romantic trip for two. But the teller of the tickets broke me off, there was no free two local airbags, there were only two free beds nearby over the wall.After thinking a bit, I took them without a second thought, so that I could exchange places with someone later. But the closer the trip approached, the rather insidious plan appeared in my head. Usually, before leaving for the sea, Victoria begins to go to the solarium, so that for the first time, she can calmly feel under the scorching summer sun, and other trips to the beauty salon are twice as likely, the end result was a smart, well-groomed and expensive-looking woman. Naturally, on the road, that at sea, my wife creates a sensation on the surrounding men, and on me as well. I think this way she specifically teases me, knowing that later in the room I throw myself on her with wild passion! Regarding the loyalty of his wife, I have never had any doubts; by nature she was a homebody and not a very sociable person. He meets new people, it was her weak side, but this attracted me when I married her. Now I needed to somehow unleash and nudge my beloved on a curved path, while at the same time sort of stay with it. Looking ahead to say that when I carried out my plan, I did not count on any serious result, I thought that the maximum wife would flirt and that’s all. But as it turned out, it is also not iron ...

I didn’t tell Victoria that the places were in different compartments, moreover, I consciously avoided intimacy with her for almost a month, which made her very irritable. But this is not all, I specifically planned to quarrel with her so that she did not want to exchange places with our fellow travelers. The weak point in my plan was the fellow traveler himself, it could have been a female or just some kind of kidding that would not pester my wife. On the day of departure, I offered her to wear a short, thigh-high denim skirt and a translucent white blouse; under the bottom was a white bra with white thongs. I lied to her that together we would be in the compartment and hinted at a cheerful road. My wife didn’t get sick of this thought because she added a set of white summer heels at the exit, from one of her looks I already wanted to fuck her. Loaded as a working mule with our luggage, or rather I had one bag, all the other healthy suitcases were wives, we moved to the station. On the way, we were mostly silent, taxi-station-search for our apron, then the car. Already at the station, a couple of omissions and petty disputes occurred between us, about her baggage, my quickness and so forth. The quarrel reached apogee near the train carriage, with ostentatious anger I threw her suitcases into the carriage and left them in the vestibule and moved deep into the train in search of my place.

While the wife, cursing me, was busy with the suitcases, I quickly looked in both compartments. In one sat a grandfather, looking out of the window with a bored look, in the second one there was no one else. Having thrown my bag in the compartment to my grandfather, I waited for the wife to appear. Victoria seemed pretty soon, rolling one of her bags, then she was helped to carry the bags, a rather fat unfamiliar man. Appearing in the doorway, she looked puzzled at me sitting in the compartment with her grandfather, then at her ticket and after a short pause, without saying anything, proceeded to the next door. A man with bags dragged behind him, his eyes were completely focused on the fifth point of my wife. A little later, from subsequent replicas of my wife and fat man, I realized that by chance the man turned out to be the very same companion! There was genuine delight in his voice, still, not every day a neighbor in the train is such a young and seductive person in a rather interesting outfit. The doors of my compartment and the doors of my neighbors remained open, I could hear well what was happening behind the wall. Yes, and a couple of times, going out into the corridor, I could freely observe what was happening there. I didn’t see or hear anything particularly interesting during the first hours of the trip. Having changed the white heels that were appropriate for the train, she decided not to touch her simple ballet flats, her blouse and skirt, Victoria began to lay out her things. Sergey - that was the name of her companion - he was sitting on his bed, telling some nonsense, sometimes asking ...