My boss was sitting in the living room with tears in her eyes on the sofa and pretending that she was interested in her smartphone, while the drops distorted the image in the form of transparent lenses. I brushed away the tears, turned on the “mirror” mode, “dressed” the official. This happens before the deprivation of the prize.

- You know, you already have a child. Anna went to the children's section. Girl, name is Sveta, about three years old, so pretty ... I peeped on my mobile ...

Of course, such information shocked me, I even became indignant internally, like: “Why didn’t you say so? Afraid to frighten away?

He began to scroll through his life today and in general the whole history of "non-relationship" with her:

- Maybe because of an undernourished and poorly dressed child and an umbrella fell ... what a fucking life's prose ... but we met with looks and before the appearance of the daughter ... Then a warm wave of tenderness for Anna covered me .. .

The mistress hugged me and pressed her fourth to my chest, with eyelashes lowered said:

- Take it, I can no longer ... I can not give birth to anyone ... To my feet "came" a huge bag of baby goods.

- This is Svetochka ... I can no longer ... you are so happy, I do not have the strength to look at your happiness ... she is poor and so happy, and I really do not know what to buy and what kind of hole you should substitute at least so be loved ... at least for a vacation ... and you will be forced to leave me, as people like me, rich, miserable whores leave ... Goodbye ...

Yes, she is a master of tragic scenes and a great actress ...

Anna, who came out of the bathroom in a dressing-gown and with a towel on her head, was amazed at the bag left with the inscription “Svetochka” with a felt-tip pen. My boss was gone.

- What happened? Did you have an argument?

- No, this is our daughter ...

Another stream of already grateful happy tears fell on me ... hot hugs and talking on the phone with my daughter, joyful exclamations of a child’s voice from a pipe ...

- She is with her parents, she is waiting for us very much ...

- I will thank her now, dialed her number, but she was answered from the table by the melody “Oh, what woman” is the smart phone of the boss.

She left too quietly. This means that the tornado is gaining momentum ... For the first time there was no her favorite parting scene - tearing up her blouse, then my shirt, donated at the beginning of the vacation, and desperate unbuttoning the belt and tearing it to shreds of Italian expensive trousers, rolling it over on the floor, raised not skinny legs, the crackling of a bursting fabric of lace panties, furious fucking, rabid orgasm and swallowing and absorption of me through the body ...

I suggested to Anne to hide in the bedroom and stood in one hotel coat on a naked body and waited for the scene called “Terminatorsha Returns” and did not hurry to leave the door, standing with her forgotten smartphone.

Knock on the door. I open the door. The pale face of a person doomed to passion, from whom all the blood rushed to the genitals and left the brain ...