He sat and watched her with hostility ... How tired he was of her ... So wanted freedom ... the one that was not so long ago, some five years ago ... and with which, as it turned out, he is not ready to part. My wife danced, smiling at him, waving her hand. He replied, cringing inside like a spring. This party completely finished him ... he saw how beautiful his wife was, but her beauty no longer touched him ... he was fed up with beauty, a figure without flaws, her always perfect grooming irritated him, and he was drawn to unbridled cheap girls. But he could not leave just like that ... During these years of living together, quite a few were bought: cars, real estate ... It was not his share to share, especially since he earned a little more. He drank brandy in small sips and wondered what to do next. Suddenly, Mishka burst through the open door, like a draft ... his old friend, with whom fate had divorced and in whom, according to his conscience, he took Ritka away. And while the guests joyfully greeted the joker and the soul of the company, the thoughts in Nicholas’s head raced like crazy.

He remembered how Ritka was in love with Mishka, and how to hijack a girl, the most beautiful in the area became a matter of honor. So ... there is a thought! He cheered up ...

With Mishka, they sat in the kitchen until the morning, savoring the second bottle of brandy. Alcohol brought them to a certain condition when any delusional ideas became feasible. It was here that Nikolay Mishka offered to help him get rid of Ritka, as a result he received Ritka and several thousand dollar bills. Mike thought about it ... even with a drunken head, he understood that it was mean and dishonorable, but the temptation to acquire the dream of his life, even in this way, overshadowed all sound thoughts. He promised to call Nikolay tomorrow and left, staggering and sticking to the walls in the entrance. From the night in the house of Rita and Nicholas, he refused, arguing that he needs to think with a sober head.

Nikolai was looking forward and anxiously waiting for Mishka’s decision ... of course, if he refuses, he will simply hire someone ... but this option was more advantageous because Ritka was madly in love with Mishka at one time, and had a chance to push there was more treason here. Mishka called in the late afternoon and agreed. From that moment, preparations began for the separation of Ritka from Nikolai and their joint goodness. Nikolai began to stay at work more often, and Mishka increasingly looked to Ritka in his absence. But the siege of the fortress did not bring results. And then Nikolai suggested changing tactics. Mishka had a huge dacha of three floors near the city, and so it was decided to lure Ritka there, drink and drink and seduce. And so that she does not even think to pretend to something, shoot her adultery and threaten to put it on the social network if she pretends to something. To enhance the depraved effect, Nikolai suggested that Mishka invite someone else for the crowd.

Mishka managed to persuade Ritka to spend the weekend at his dacha, arguing that Nicholas was sent on a business trip, jokingly offering to look after her in his absence.

Saturday morning was overcast, but until they reached the clouds they melted as ordered and the bright sun lit up the house. In the afternoon, Mishka and Ritka filled the refrigerator, grilled kebabs and talked, remembering their youth, more and more coming together in conversations. Light touch of the hands led both to embarrassment, Ritka blushed more and more and answered at random. When the sun began to descend beyond the edge of the forest, Mishka set fire to the fireplace, moved the chairs and put the wine with fruit on the table. They drank their wine silently, looking at the flames, listening to the crackles of firewood and light music. Mishka turned to Ritka: "Let's dance?" She nodded her head and put down her glass ... "No, - Mishka smiled, - finish it off and let's go and dance." She knocked over her glass at once, feeling how slightly it burned her throat and put her hand on his shoulder. They slowly began to spin, and it seemed to her that the earth was floating with her.Mishka's hot hand crawled over his body, caressing him, unbuttoning his bra under a thin blouse. Something was happening to Ritka: instead of resisting, she melted in his hands and wanted to continue, filling with more and more desire. And when Mishka, holding her in his arms, offered to climb into the bedroom, she did not object, shivering in his hands and clinging to the whole naked body.

He put her on the bed, turned on the music and began to undress, beautifully moving his pumped body, gradually exposing himself. Ritka breathed heavily and did not take her eyes off him ... Suddenly, the phone call was interrupted by this dance. Mishka picked up the phone, saying, “Yes ... second floor,” and pushed the cell phone to the side. Ritka floated and didn’t understand what was going on. At this time, the door opened, and the guy came in ... He was tall and handsome ... His smile stunned Ritka ... she didn’t even think to hide behind, and just watched how he calmly began to undress. Further ... it generally went beyond the understanding of Ritka. Bear and the guy hugged. She shook her head, wanting to chase away the obsession. At this time, the guy smiled at her again, and sat down beside him, gently putting his hand on his chest and squeezing, not taking his eyes off her eyes. She screamed slightly, closing her eyes ... and immediately four male hands slid along her trembling body, not losing a centimeter, kneading and caressing every part of her body, she stretched out on the bed, arms and legs outstretched, no longer holding back moans of pleasure. She wriggled, then slipping away from their tongues and hands, then on the contrary she put the body up, arching almost into the bridge, begging to continue. Her hands randomly moved over the heads of the guys, then caressing, pressing them, then scratching violently.

Nikolai stood outside the door, stunned by what he saw, forgetting to turn on the camera and feeling like a desire to break out of his pants. He had never seen Ritka in such an excited state. Jealousy and wild desire fought in it. Jealousy brought him to his senses, as if remembering himself, he turned on the camera and, exhausted from desire, excitement and grief with a thirst for revenge, began to take pictures. Suddenly, a heavy hand fell on his shoulder ... he shuddered and, turning, almost dropped the camera. It was dark in the corridor, but in a strip of light falling from the bedroom, he saw a man in a mask, who put a finger to his lips and slowly raised his pistol, putting Nicholas to the temple. Horror shook him ... he did not understand what was happening. And the man at this time brought him by the elbow and forced him to go downstairs ... to the living room, which was lit by the bright light of the full moon. Two more were sitting on two chairs ... also in masks, and in the corners there were some big bags. Nikolai feverishly recalled whether he had closed the door when he arrived at the house ... Apparently the robbers gathered everything on the first floor, and found him on the second floor.

For a few minutes they looked at him in silence. Nicholas was still under the gun, feeling his legs shaking with fear. At this time, one of the men beckoned him with his hand. Nikolai, on bending legs, walked towards him, but the camera was taken from his hands by the first and twisted with interest, as if appreciating. The man kicked a chair in his direction and poured a glass, stretching it out to Nicholas in silence. With a trembling hand, he took it and, without waiting for an order, drank it in one gulp, slightly wrinkling with its tart taste. “Guys! - he said in fright, - I have money ... how much do I need? And then take everything in the house! ”But they were silent, looking at him in the dim light of the night. The man at the door turned on the dim nightlight. Nicholas was completely scared ... but then suddenly he felt that the alcohol he had drunk began to calm him down ... A little dizzy and already men did not seem so scary to him. As if sensing a change in him, the man refilled his glass and held it out.

"Not ... enough," Nikolai even smiled, "I do not drink at all." But the man rose from his chair and hung over him, forcing him to topple the glass again, which Nikolai hurriedly did ... his head roared, an incomprehensible excitement began to embrace him. The man unbuckled his belt, and the rustle of the lock on his jeans sounded loudly and threateningly in the silence.Nikolai recoiled, but then four hands from behind grabbed his hands and bent his head to the member itself, which was almost standing. “What do you mean! Guys, he almost shouted, “there is even a woman upstairs!” Fuck them! Yes, you ... "- but then he choked on his words, impaled on his penis, feeling like a hot head filled his mouth. He tried to break free, but his hands, holding his head, only more densely planted on the penis. The crack of fabric ... his shirt shattered into pieces. And immediately strong hands twisted him, tying his hands behind his back with something. A push ... and he is already on his knees, and in front of his lips he sways like a cap of a mushroom, an excited head. He tried to dodge, but again strong hands clenched his jaw so that he unwittingly opened his mouth, into which he immediately stuck his penis and began to violently push, trying to break through deeper.

Trying to alleviate his condition, he opened his mouth wider, straightening his throat into which the penis almost immediately sank, covering his face with a hairy pubis. The man moved violently, fucking his mouth, preventing him from escaping, almost making it impossible to breathe. Drooling mixed with tears and dripping from the mouth of Nicholas. Apparently for some time he fell out and reality, he was brought back to reality by male hands, stroking the already bare buttocks ... He groaned, trying to break free, but there was no chance. Four hands roughly threw his body over the chair, tied his hands to the legs. He was kneeling in an armchair, stooping, like the last whore, proceeding from tears of anger and powerlessness. At this time, already another man, he identified it by smell, took his mouth with his penis and began to move rhythmically, holding his head by his hair. A pair of hands spread her buttocks ... but then something happened ... he suddenly felt a wild excitement ... it was abnormal, it tore him ... but excitement and desire grew with every second, with every touch of a man's hand, and he was already sucking dick with pleasure, as if he had been doing it all his life, lustfully moving his hips, listening to what was happening behind him with his body.

And at this time the head was wet from lubrication attached to the anus, he twitched, trying to avoid it ... it was like the last attempt to resist ... the brain ... but not the body ... Member of Nicholas stood like a glove, slightly trembling from desire. The body required some kind of filling, forcing him to lift his ass, relaxing the anus, and when the man behind me slowly entered him, plunging completely, Nikolai groaned with pleasure and swallowed the first man's cock so that he began to finish abundantly, filling his mouth, throat and dripping on the floor. And Nicholas groaned like a lustful bitch, moving her hips, sitting down on a stake, feeling the trunk in the anus getting tighter and bouncing all the time ... and now the push ... strong ... powerful ... sperm began to spill inside and immediately orgasm covered and Nikolai, forcing him to cum on a chair under him ...

He woke up on the chair. Hands were untied. There was a light in the room. He turned and was stunned. Ritka and Mishka sat opposite him. Near the camera lay. Ritka gazed at him with disgust. “So, husband,” she grimaced, as if she were nauseated, “tomorrow you file for divorce and divide everything in half. Well, if there are any objections, - she patted the camera with her hand, - social networks will be happy to see a movie about the coolest businessman ... "