The story about which I would like to tell, happened relatively recently. Returning from a regular business trip, I, as usual, received from the management a few days of well-deserved rest, which I spent most of my time at home, played football with friends, or simply watched a sports channel. Wife worked. The child stayed with relatives, so there was no problem with free time.

On one of these days, I took a couple of cans of beer at a nearby supermarket, conveniently located in a home chair and turned on the cable button of the sports channel. No shit did not work, again some problems on the line. I had to get a laptop and load a fresh football match for downloading from a torrent. Again, the problem is that there is no disk space. Which one According to my calculations, 8 terabytes of volume, if possible, can be filled in no earlier than six months after actively downloading a video, which, by the way, I don’t swing at all, and we prefer to watch your favorite videos online.

It dawned on me. Home camera. It has long been established in the children's bedroom, the recording was displayed just on the hard drive, but only almost did not use this chip, and therefore forgot about it as useless. I loaded the file manager - it is, the Home folder is crammed to capacity.

By the way, a couple of weeks ago, just before my departure, they did a permutation, now our married bed, a bedroom, is in the place of a nursery. For the sake of interest I decided to admire my wife in the period of my absence, I wanted an easy erotica.

I include the file, dated the first day of departure, nothing unusual. The wife (her name is Sveta), occasionally flashes in the frame. Getting ready for bed, reading. Going to bed. In pajamas. In general, no "from 18 and older," such a video can be shown to children.

The second, third, fourth day is the same. Already thought to overwrite the folder, but at the last moment I still clicked on the file of the penultimate day of departure. Hmm ... weird. The time is 23–00, and in the bedroom is empty, well, nothing, it happens, maybe, sits somewhere with her friends. 24—00, the first hour of the night, two hours — quiet Did not sleep at home? I'll have to ask my wife a couple of questions. Just in case I look further. Stop!

The silence of the situation was broken by the rattle of the keyhole being opened.

“It's late returned,” I thought, looking at the desk clock. The time on the other side of the screen froze at around four o'clock in the morning.

A minute later, I heard the rustle of the door being opened and (here I felt a sharp adrenaline rush) an unfamiliar male voice, the owner of which addressed the interlocutor with the question of "where in the wardrobe he should better define his coat."

“Hang it here,” answered Sveta.

"... la," - all that could squeeze out my inner voice. The last hope fell (and suddenly gave the keys to a friend?), The voice belonged to his wife. “I got home, at night, with some man,” - a situation hinting at a certain continuation of dating.

I hear the sound of water, someone went into the shower. In parallel, a male voice comes from the adjacent room. Who can call at such a time, is he not local? Okay, not the essence, then in the bathroom of her husband. The noise of the water stops, apparently, Sveta got out of the shower, an indiscriminate exchange of remarks follows. Quiet again.

Again, the shower noise, apparently, it was the turn of the man, and the spouse, meanwhile, went into the bedroom, dressed in a light dressing gown. At 35 years old, his wife looked very sexy: medium height (168 cm), wasp waist stretching into a skater ass, dark skin, tall breasts of the 2nd size.

Having examined herself in the mirror, the wife dismissed the belt - the delicate matter immediately sank to the floor, turned in one direction and then in another direction, and apparently satisfied with the result, went to the bed, sat down and began to look for something in the bedside table.In the process of admiring the naked body, the following detail did not slip away from me - my wife's pussy was shaved smoothly, which was certainly not observed on the day of my departure for a business trip. The situation became more and more obvious, but what happened next turned the question of continuing the evening (night) into rhetorical status - Sveta took out a pink package from the table, took out a white substance and, with her middle finger, opened the contents deeply yourself between the labia.

“These are the plans!”, The irritation did not leave me for a second. Could use a condom for sex with an unfamiliar man. Instead of the traditional "gum," the wife gave preference to the contraceptive candle, thereby implying the unprotected penetration of a foreign member into her bosom. I will not hide, together with the growing anger, I experienced acute excitement. The fact is that at that time our relationship with my wife had already stepped abroad a passionate passion from the initial knowledge of each other, our habits, bodies and erotic fantasies. Sex has become a sequence of actions that has been developed to automatism, and, moreover, is extremely rare (3-4 times a month). Morally, I was ready to break off relations, which did not suit me much and the search for a mistress, but kept the family and child. The potential betrayal of my wife was not seen by me as an unequivocal evil, on the contrary, what was happening on the video was something new, an element that brought diversity to the sex life, a source of new emotions.

In the meantime, after lying a bit on the bed (waiting for contraception to melt) and hearing the dying sound of water in the shower, Sveta quickly rose, again looked at herself in the mirror and put on her robe.

A minute later a man entered the room. To my surprise, he was dressed: a white T-shirt, underpants, a terry towel on his shoulders. In appearance, I would give him 40 years, medium build and tall, wet dark hair.

Sveta and the stranger silently looked at each other, the pause was delayed.

“As if born again,” the man’s phrase somewhat defused the situation, “Cold shower — that’s what you need after three hours in the club smog.” Not the best institution. In our city, everything is somehow more civilized, perhaps, ventilation is normal, but here - even hang an ax.

- I agree, - the spouse supported the dialogue, - Usually I rarely go out at all, and then my friends persuaded her to have a nice place with their words. Next time I will be wary of the recommendations.

Both smiled relaxed.

- Thank you for the invitation, the day after departure, tomorrow, an important meeting, the horror of how we did not want to return to the hotel in an unfamiliar city. Among the night parties, even if you ask a taxi, you’ll normally ask - all on the same wavelength: alcohol, hookah, obscene dancing, - the stranger began to talk, - I hope my presence will not cause many problems.

- Everything is in order, Oleg, you are familiar with Luda, her request is better for me than any guarantee, and even then we had a great time. At home I am alone for the time being, my husband will return in only two days.

- Where should I stay? - Oleg's question (now I recognized the name) confused me a little.

“The bed is in a large room, already laid out,” Sveta sustained a short pause before answering.

Having heard the last phrase, the man stood a little longer next to my wife and, hesitating, headed towards the living room, disappearing from the frame.

“An interesting twist,” the couple surprised me once again. Everything that flashed on the video up to this point disposed to the diametrically opposite development of the night. On the other hand, the situation that preceded Oleg's visit cleared up as much as possible.

Ludka, the best friend of his wife, persuaded her to a party at the club, where she introduced Sveta to her non-resident friend. At least this partially explained why the wife had brought a stranger into the apartment late at night.

"Sex will not be?" - I said to myself with some regret, but still continued to view the record.

Sveta, left alone, once again threw off her robe and, reaching the built-in wardrobe, pulled out a new bedding set from the bottom shelf and also, for herself, thin white lace panties and a transparent nightie.

Replacing the sheets ...