pants. But how to do it without waking her?

Suddenly the woman twisted again and turned over from side to back. I barely managed to pull up my hand and pull away a little. The woman remained in this position, only having bent her right leg to a quarter, and her right arm with her head thrown over. My eyes got used to the darkness and now I could see Olga well. How she was good in a dream! I again switched to its upper half, since all obstacles have now been removed. Gently raising Olya's blouse to the level of her armpits, I easily pulled down the cup of her bra from her left breast. Now both of them were completely open. Caressing the right breast of a woman with my hand, I pressed my lips to her left nipple. Olya just sighed and smacked her sweetly. I was so absorbed in what I was doing, that it had not occurred to me to analyze the situation. If I had done this then, it would have dawned on me that Olya had been awake for a long time. She didn’t drink so much and wasn’t tired enough not to feel my invasion! It was just impossible! But with the pleasure of sucking on her elastic button, I just physically could not think about such things. I caressed the woman and frankly rubbed his hard member of her thigh. The excitement quickly reached its limit, but I did not immediately recognize it. The insight came only when I had plentifully finished right in my pants. Almost immediately, I was seized by a sticky fear of being caught and a feeling of shame for what I did with my friend's wife, who at that very time was sleeping peacefully just a few meters away from us! With shaking hands, I somehow put my partner’s appearance in order and, cursing myself, turned to the wall. As I fell asleep, I no longer remembered ...

When I woke up, I did not immediately open my eyes, but at first I listened. Someone, most likely Olya, jingled dishes. Rolling over, I opened my eyelids. So it was. Outside the window, everything was flooded with sunlight, there was no friend in the room, and his wife set the table. Seeing me, she smiled happily:

- Finally! Nicho you sleep! Get up, we'll have breakfast.

- A Gray where?

- For sober went.

“How much time?” I asked in fright.

- Eleventh floor.

- Heck! Train slept through!

- So what...

- Yes, as "so what"? I agreed with the men on 2 to meet. How can I do it right now?

- Do not have time, of course. Call and explain.

- Can a car go out? While your still not hung over?

- Will not work. I found out already. The water has not slept yet. But the decline has gone. Tomorrow we will definitely get out.

- What is tomorrow ?! I have...

- Yes, relax you! All the same, the plans have already collapsed. You will still be here. Let us sunbathe. Go to the bathhouse. Fry meat. Seryoga followed him just to the village. And drink something better take. Not this badyagu yesterday. There is a shop. Bad or what?

I realized that you just have to accept it. He sat on the bed and asked.

- Long gone?

- Hour and a half. After 30 minutes will be back. To there 5 km.

“I see ... how did you sleep?” I asked cautiously, looking appreciatively at Olya and trying to understand by her reaction whether she remembered something from my nightly affairs.

She replied, as if nothing had happened:

- Sleep well! Dryhla like dead. I always sleep well in the fresh air. And you?

- Fine.

- With Seregoy, I would not have succeeded. He shoves all the time in a dream, bruises from him do not pass ...

I preferred to change the subject. We had breakfast and chatted until a friend returned. With a package of products and two bottles of vodka, 0, 7.

“There was no fault,” he explained straight away, when his wife looked at him reproachfully, “This is a village.”

- Again, because you nadreshsya and be cut off.

- Not. Today is a good night. Meat great bought! Kebab supersky work out.

But his hopes were not justified. He drank mainly he attached to the bubble every 15-20 minutes. When the kebab was ready, Seryoga was already good. In the bath he was even more carried away. And waving half a glass after the bath, he was finally knocked out. The clock was only 7 pm.Olya and I threw her husband onto a bed for a couple, while we ourselves returned to the table. We talked, played cards. A friend woke up around 10. Staggering, he walked over to the table and asked in a stranded voice:

- What do you do?

- We play cards. Will you?

- N-not ...

Then he was attracted by a bottle, in which there were still about 150 grams of vodka.

- ABOUT! And ch-cho not d-dop-drank?

“If you want, finish it,” replied the wife, grinning.

- N-well, not p-prop-fall, d-d-ext-brou ...

He drained the remnants straight from the bottle, tried to say something else, did not work, waved his hand and returned to the bed.

- Everything. Ready Now I won't wake up until morning! It is necessary, Kostya, to sleep with you again.

It was already interesting. The fact is that after the bath Olya put on a robe, and so she went in it. The robe was old, flannel, which was plowed down by 30 centimeters and tied with a belt. I was worried about one question: would she lie in it or put on pants? I lay down first and watched Olya with growing emotion. She collected the dishes, tightly closed the curtains, then went out onto the veranda. Do change clothes? But luck was on my side. The woman returned in 10 minutes in the same robe and lay down next to me. Outside the window was still light, but the curtains were thick and almost did not let the light through. We exchanged a few remarks about anything, then wished each other good night. Olya turned her back on me, like yesterday, and subsided, and I waited. Twenty minutes later I quietly called her twice. Olya did not answer, from which I concluded that she fell asleep. After waiting a little more time, I turned around, taking as a result, the same disposition as the day before: hugging the woman from behind and hugging her around the waist.

At first I just stroked her body for a long time, not daring to penetrate under the clothes. But having untied the belt, I could not stop. The reason was that there was NOTHING under the bathrobe on Olya! This discovery excited me and completely deprived of caution. At first, I simply opened my robe and greedily caressed a naked sleeping woman with my hands: chest, stomach, thighs. Then Olya turned over on her back and unceremoniously spread her legs. When for the first time I ran my tongue along its slightly open, oozing moisture slits, inhaled the intoxicating smell of its flesh, self-control was completely lost. Therefore, a quiet Olin voice sounded above me like a bolt from the blue:

- Bone ... please ... that's enough. Take me!

I jerked upwards, pinning my friend's wife with my body, and with one powerful push seized her, at the same time sealing her mouth with my own. Olya threw her arms and legs around me, pushing me closer to her. We fucked silently and passionately. And when, after a while, Olya began to flutter under me in an orgasm, I, too, began to pour rapidly into her. At the very beginning I tried to get out, but the woman held me back with a force, hugging me even more tightly and hotly whispering:

- In me, cum in me, in me! Want!

A little later, I whispered, covering her face with kisses:

- My sweet, I'm sorry, my good, I'm sorry ...

But Olya broke off, covering my mouth with my hand.

- For what? Dummy my. I am yesterday ... Why didn't you do it yesterday?

- You did not sleep?

- Not. Did you really think I could sleep when you did this to me? Stupid ... Wait. Let's go to the bath. I want you more.

- I can't right now.

- You can, Bone. I will help you...

... I was sitting on a shelf in a still-cold bath, and Olya eagerly sucked my dick, simultaneously caressing herself with her hand between her legs. I quickly got into shape, pushed the woman away and jumped to the floor.

- Become a cancer!

- Yes! Take me like that! As you wish! Take me all over!

The second time, we were not in a hurry as before. We changed position several times. Olya took several times in my mouth, licking her juices from a member. We reached the heights of pleasure when she sat astride me, working actively with her pelvis, and I alternately caressed her nipples with my mouth, and held her with my hands wet from sweat. At the same time, my index finger was half immersed in her tight anus. This circumstance predetermined the fact that the third time I captured Olya from the back door. She did not mind at all, but on the contrary, actively helped me enter it. I finished almost my partner's ass in the ass, after which we rested for a long time, lying in an embrace on the shelf.

“Kostya, I was very good with you,” she admitted, “I have never felt so good before.”

- Me too. After all, I dreamed about this for 10 years.

- Everything could be different with us, if then, in the campaign you were bolder.

- We were not alone in the tent.

“You could just take me out and get me out.” I would then go anywhere and allow you anything.

- I did not know ... And what to do now?

- You about me and you?

- Yes. And about Seryoga.

- I'll leave him. Not because of today. I decided long ago. After all, he has a mistress. You knew?

- Not.

- Baba is young from work. I'll leave, but don't be afraid. I do not claim anything. You don't owe anything ...

- Shut up. I don't have to, but I want to be with you. Is always. Ol ... I love you. And I ask ...

- Bone, do not make serious decisions yet ... But I would also like to be with you.

- Good. Then move in with me. Let's try?

She kissed me gently instead of answering.