About two weeks have passed since our return from the village, from the hospitable and loving Oksana, Chris's girlfriend, and her tireless father, Edward. My wife and I, after all these incredible events, seemed to have started another honeymoon - it was as if fresh blood was poured into our sexual relations. We broke the chain: all the time after the “hot” holiday in the village, we fucked Christina at the first opportunity. Despite her gentle behavior with extraneous men - the wife, as if locked in herself, not letting anyone in the "gun shot" - at home Christina was fully revealed in all her glory: with her animal passion she drove me crazy and intoxicated more than Uncle Edik's tincture.

I did not suspect so many hidden desires and unfulfilled fantasies in my wife: the nightly desires that once came to me in a dream (and which ended with stormy wetting in the morning) died away from Christina’s tirelessness and creativity in matters of carnal pleasures. Because of this, we never took away our son from his grandmother and grandfather, Chris's parents - he lived with them since our “village” adventures.

And it was good for him: it is unbecoming for a small child to observe how daily dad “punishes” mom: now in the living room on the floor and on the sofa, now on the kitchen table and at the stove while cooking (those burgers had to get into the Guinness Book of Records, as the most burnt in the world), then on the balcony, frightening by the cries and moans of pigeons flying past and the yard cats scurrying around below.

Christina managed to find an opportunity to have fun wherever we were - even in the most inappropriate places! Once she rubbed about me in the elevator, then, taking out my penis, strung her ass on him (holding the dress slightly and pinning me to the wall) - at the moment when mother was with us in the booth and with her schoolchild son!

So we got to our floor: I slowly Christina fucked (not to shake the elevator strongly and not get stuck halfway), Christine squinted with pleasure, not noticing anyone around (I saw her contented facial expression in the mirror opposite), the guy in all eyes looked at her, guessing that an aunt in a dress that has pulled in is not just shaking her half-naked breasts in front of his nose, and his mother, who diligently removes her eyes from the mating that happens behind her back "online" ...

And one evening, when we were at home enjoying each other’s company, a “joyful” call rang in my phone: my former colleague was found, Andrei was an old army friend. He was passing in our city for 2–3 days and wanted to meet and talk, offering a restaurant as a neutral place. I agreed with pleasure (since his arrival in Ensk was on weekends), and invited Christine to join us.

- Why am I there? - Christina was surprised - you will remember your service in the army, get drunk slowly with happiness that you finally met, then the conversation, as always, will go about the women: "who is with whom", "who is whom", - she looked slyly at me and I crossed my legs, - I obviously will be there too much!

“Nothing is superfluous,” I said, looking at her bare thighs, which seemed out of the robe, “any beautiful woman will brighten up the men's company, and it will be much more fun and pleasant for us,” I gently touched her leg, “especially it will be you

- Dear, you gave birth to some clumsy compliment, - Christine removed my hand from her knee and calmly felt between my legs, - which means "any beautiful woman" ?! What do you care? I see no, ”she continued to stroke my bulge on the trousers, then jerked the lightning decisively, and released my“ boyfriend ”to freedom,“ let me quickly “bleed off steam” and let you go to your “meeting of veterans” - so I will be calmer. - Christine began to caress my masculine hand, gradually turning it into a hard end. “And I can see one of my girlfriends so as not to be bored,” she sighed falsely and leaned toward me. It was impossible to make out what she was muttering there: her mouth was busy.

For a while I was distracted from the topic of our conversation, completely surrendering to sensations. Suddenly, a “village” moment came up in my memory when Christina was sucking Uncle Edik with might and main ... I closed my eyes and imagined that it wasn’t me who was sucking it now, running the tongue around the trunk with such ecstasy back and forth, and ... And a crazy thought came to my mind.

“Chris, listen,” I hardly tore my wife away from her favorite occupation and looked into her eyes, “you definitely need to come with us!” “Christina listened attentively to me, no, no, and touching the tip of the bridle of my pulsating organ with the tip, you can dress up somehow more“ prettier ”and at the meeting with Andrey a little“ tickle my nerves ”flirting with him ... But only a measure, not like in a village, I added with an embarrassed smile.

“To tickle, then,” said Christina, and I was relieved to see how joyfully and merrily her eyes gleamed, “so?” - She clarified and quickly fluttered her eyelashes on the head - or so? - And I put a tongue on my balls and penis to race with lips.

- Not! That is - yes! That is ... - I finally got confused, and began to just silently fuck her in the mouth, holding her head by the hands.

- How do you say his name is: Andrew? - Christina gently pulled away, continuing to do what she just got up to do with her mouth - well, I will join your company, just promise me, dear: you will not make jealousy scenes if ... Something goes wrong .

- And you really try to have everything passed within the framework of our agreements with you! - I barely restrained myself from not ending: the very thought of the upcoming erotic game “on the verge of foul” aroused me with a new force, - Christina, I repeat - no fucking shit!

“Well, what if he ends up communicating with me,” she said calmly, continuing to nadrachivat my root, “that’s how you are now ...”

- But you will not be him, in fact ... Aaaaa! - I did not have time to finish the sentence and began to shoot hot jets directly at her.

Christine put her face under the streams of sperm, wincing and blinking when I managed to hit the exact "goal" ... No, not me: she completely led the process, directing my orgasmic member at will - I noticed how several jets she sent a seed to herself in her mouth, making her tongue “boat” and quickly swallowing the collected ... “Oh, Chris, how I love you! And I look forward to your sweet pranks! ”

...

Our charges were short-lived (for my part), and slightly delayed (as usual), with her: Christine could not choose where to go to the restaurant. Finally, she stopped (with my admiring approval) in a short tight-fitting dress in black under the throat and high-heeled shoes in tune with the dress. A miniature bra with poluchashki defiantly emphasized her high breasts without closing the nipples, which immediately appeared through the fabric with hard peas. The little thongs she was going to wear were not guessed on her seductive body, and I anxiously pulled up a dress in the hallway to check whether she was wearing underwear. Christina was slightly offended by my distrust, and so she went out onto the landing, shaking her semi-naked hips. I rushed after her and quickly pulled the dress back into place: a neighbor with an empty bucket climbed the stairs.

“An empty bucket, this is a bad omen,” said Christina and pressed the elevator button.

“You know that I do not believe in these prejudices,” I replied, when the elevator doors closed behind us, and touched her elastic chest through the dress.

- Like? - asked Christina.

- Yes very! - I answered honestly.

“I hope your friend will like it too,” said Christina, and I felt a stab of jealousy.

Andrei was already waiting for us inside the restaurant: not in the main hall, ...