After a moment, I was lying naked on the bed. Oleg in some swimming trunks lay on top of me, clutching his chest and kissing his neck. I squeezed my legs together and tried to wriggle out from under him - I wanted to go to the shower first. The lover's cum was still in me and I felt unclean. I could not understand at all, whether Oleg realizes that I just had sex with another? Besides, I was not ready to admit that I gave it without a condom.

- Wait ... let me shower ...

My husband did not let me go, continuing to caress. With one hand he held my hands above my head, the other caressed my chest and went down the belly. His fingers felt my girl and I felt how he stopped in confusion.

I turned away in embarrassment, staring at the wall. In the eyes of suspiciously tingling. I realized that Oleg had just felt the difference between fantasy and reality. This happened when his fingers slipped into me over the sperm of another man.

By inertia, continuing to touch my fingers at the bottom, Oleg confusedly looked at me not knowing what to say. I still could not look him straight in the eyes, waiting for him to take the first step. Now, in the arms of a loved one, seeing his confusion, I suddenly felt like a cheap whore. I already expected a scandal, realizing that I deserved it.

But Olezhka suddenly unexpectedly clung to me with a long, gentle kiss. A tight knot of tension in the chest weakened. I hesitantly responded to the kiss. My husband's fingers slid easily back into me. He caressed me, smearing moisture on the pubis and labia majora. Hip, I felt how his penis is straining under the swimming trunks.

So it all gets him!

- Honey, are you not angry? - interrupting the kiss, I hopefully looked into his eyes. - I just didn’t know what to do ... You didn’t have ... And then he didn’t have condoms ... At first I didn’t want ... And then ...

Embarrassed, I fell silent. Oleg continued to caress me from below. He slightly went down and took my nipple to the lips.

“Tell me,” he began to fidget with his tongue. Downstairs I already had a flood.

- What? - I knew perfectly well what he wanted to hear, but I wanted him to say it himself.

“Tell me how he fucked you,” after these words of my husband, something seemed to move in me. Embarrassment and doubts are gone, giving way to arousal. Inadvertently, I began to make light movements of the hips, slightly spread her legs. A pleasant thought flashed: “For some time, the second man already caresses me.”

“He started touching me while we were dancing,” I whispered, turning to the ceiling, while Oleg was kissing my chest, “then I told him that without panties ...”

- You said that I took them off?

- Not.

- Good. Farther? - the voice of the husband sounded more and more deafly, I felt, how it continues to be excited.

- Then he dragged me into the arbor. Know where to get a massage on the beach?

- Did you kiss? - Oleg began to intensively move in me with two fingers. I could not hold back moaned out loud.

- Yes ... I took it in his mouth!

Olezhka growled, began to descend kisses below. But I intercepted his face with my palms and pulled me to myself - I didn’t want him to kiss me there now. I was not ready for that. Husband understood my hint. Oleg released his penis from the bottoms and lay down on me, kissing me on the lips.

I spread my legs wider and, having gasped, let in his swollen penis.

- Further, - exhaled Olezhka in my mouth between kisses.

- Then he turned me to his ass ... - my voice was interrupted by the impulses of my husband, - he entered me. Olezha ... he is so big!

The husband, groaning, sped up in me. I felt that I would soon finish.

- Did you finish? ... with him?

- Yes! ... Two times ...

- Is he ... at you? - the husband even now was unable to utter this phrase entirely.

I, feeling the orgasm approaching, did it for him:

- Yes! He finished right in your wife!

Oleg, snarling and squeezing my chest to the pain, discharged into me. Feeling in myself the jolts of his sperm, I also finished. Strong and long.

My husband lay on me, and I was exhausted, chasing depraved thoughts in my head. The second man in the evening finished in me ... In me now the sperm of two males ... If I get pregnant, I will not know from whom ...

In order to get to the soul, we have no strength left. So we fell asleep, lying in an embrace.

The morning is wiser than the evening. The excitement from yesterday's debauchery left us, and I carefully looked at Olezhka, walking alongside him for breakfast. The husband apparently decided to choose our favorite tactic of solving family issues, and just hush up this topic. He behaved as if nothing had happened. It completely suited me. I cheered up, and taking her husband by the hand lightly smacked him on the cheek.

- Still, you're cool with me!

Oleg, smiling, waved his hand and we went to the cafe. Buffet has already been laid for breakfast. A small queue of sleepy tourists with plates moved along it, picking up provisions. We joined. While I was picking up pieces of melon on a plate, Oleg shoved me with his elbow and pointed forward. There, after a couple of people, my yesterday's seducer stood in line. Next to him, with a full plate, was his gloomy passion. Her mood today was clearly not flying. I wonder if she found out something about her hubby's adventures, or is it just her normal morning state?

Just in case, I decided not to meet her eyes, hiding behind her husband. The novel looked somehow rumpled, and now for the first time I realized how much older he was. To say that he was good for me as a father would be an exaggeration, but not great. In the morning light, I saw that gray hair gleaming in his blond hair.

Roma noticed us out of the corner of his eye and nodded embarrassedly to both of them, after which he hurried to turn to his wife. I was amused by such shyness. Yesterday he was much more confident!

Having aided the food in tastes on trays, my husband and I wandered around a bit in search of free tables. Directly in front of us, the couple vacated a table at the exit to the terrace, and we began our breakfast with pleasure overlooking the sea. Bare feet, I felt the morning breeze from the sea.

Looking around the room aimlessly, I discovered that Roman and Tatyana had sat quite close to us. Moreover, Roman, I am sure, quite by chance, facing me, and his wife's back. For a while, we, like teenagers, played with his peers, until it bored me and I did not confess to my husband:

- Roman is watching.

Olezhka, busily smearing fragrant bread with jam, without turning around asked:

“Is he in the back?”, And having received my affirmative answer, he ran his eyes over my legs. After breakfast, we usually went up to the room, changed into the bathing room, and now I was still wearing a short, free skirt and a topic, which left a strip of tanned belly free. Under the skirt were the usual lace panties. And now this item of my toilet became the center of attention for my husband:

- If you spread your legs, he will see your pants? - he calmly sipped coffee, but for some barely noticeable signs that you begin to pick up only after several years in marriage, I realized that it was starting up.

- The trouble is that apart from him, half of the hall will see it ... - I was also not indifferent to such a piquant turn. I already wanted my husband to ask me to do it.

Oleg paused for a minute, then put the cup on the table, and looking intently into my eyes, said:

- Do not care ... do it!

My abdomen warmed with anticipation.

Having a little shifted my chair to the side, I was completely accessible to the look of Roman. As expected, my maneuver did not go unnoticed by several breakfast men - their heads turned in my direction like magnetized ones. I felt that pink, despite the fact that my knees so far have been chastely compressed.

- Damn, Oleg, he really sees the floor of the hall, - smiling shyly, I looked at my husband. But he obviously enjoyed this game. I never thought that I had it ...