This moment of sweet bliss was so anxious to extend. But gradually, a vague anxiety made me rise from the wet sheet. I sat up in bed with my back to Alex. First, it was not clear where Vika was and when she would return. And secondly ... husband. At the thought of him, languishing after sex melted, and I felt something like fear. No, I, of course, was not afraid of Andrei in the truest sense of the word. But how now to return to the room and look into his eyes? What will I see there? Reason told me that I was not to blame for what had happened (at least not for me alone), but shame gradually made its way under the skin.

I needed a shower, and I slid out of bed towards the bathroom, trying not to look at the guy. Carefully closed the door behind her, and, making the water hot, she stepped into the booth. Bathrobe remained lying in front of the bed. I wanted to quickly wash and return to my husband to talk - this uncertainty irritated me. Yes, and to be caught here by Vika, I did not smile either.

Hot elastic spray drummed on bare skin. I took the gel from the shelf and flipped the cap.

Suddenly, the shower door slid open, startling me, and Alex stepped toward me. I instinctively tried to hide behind.

- Alex ... Give me, I will wash calmly, please!

He did not answer and, simply stretching out his hands to me, pressed him to his naked body. It was completely wrong. My husband was waiting for me in the room, and I tried to protest. But Alex, lifting his face to his chin, pressed his lips to my long kiss ... and I melted. The body was stronger than me. My nipples responded to the soft touch of his fingers. Squeezing my breasts under hot water jets, Alex washed his sperm from me with smooth circular motions. His palms slid over the wet skin along the body to the buttocks, pressing me to my groin. There he was all tense, also smoothly and powerfully. I stopped twitching, and, relaxing, took caresses. Responding to his kisses, I unknowingly reached out my hand to his penis, and wrapped my fingers around him.

Alex took the shower gel from me and after a moment I felt his cool fingers putting slippery liquid on my back. He soaped me slowly, without stopping to kiss on the lips. The palms slid over my skin, rubbing the gel and washing it off. The dick in my hand has become slippery. The head was exposed. Looking down, I looked at his weapon. The feeling of heavy elasticity in my hand showed weakness in my legs. Already when I decided to kneel to caress his mouth, the guy stopped me and turned his back to me. The two in the booth were cramped, I rested my hands on translucent plastic.

Soaked fingers now slid along and between the buttocks. I arched in exhaustion, wanting to continue. Thoughts about his wife, who was now probably sitting in the room, waiting for me, never for a second left me. But now they began to bring me some special sophisticated pleasure. Let him wait ... After all, it was his idea ... Alex's fingers caressed my stomach, touching the jewelry in the navel, presented by her husband, and went down into the crotch. Slippery from soap fingers massaged the labia, penetrated between the buttocks. Now one finger began to circle around the hole of the relaxed anus, pushing its way inwards. It was nice, but when the finger was replaced by something thick and elastic, I twisted out of Alex's embrace:

- Do not ... - I was not ready for such sex and did not want this now. A damp fire was burning in a completely different place, demanding something thick and long.

Alex rudely turned me to his booty again, but he didn’t try to go in the wrong place. Instead, a heavy palm made me bend in the lower back, and how many hard pistons pressed into me and rested between the lips of the vagina. Spinning booty, I let him in myself.The man entered immediately all, tightly pressed against me. The member was so deep inside me that it touched some new zones that I hadn’t felt before during sex. Having started the movement, the guy squeezed a low uterine moan out of me, making me forget for a while where I was, who I was, and what I was doing. For a while, measured and smooth movements pumped me, turning me into a meaningless female, who had surrendered to the most important instinct. When Alex completely entered me, he made a sharp movement with his pelvis, and then I felt his elastic testicles with my lips. My bottom rested against his hard groin, but I felt his pelvis bones buttocks - the guy did not have a single gram of excess fat. It was so sweet to feel from behind this lean, trained body.

Alex's hands stopped fondling my breasts, and clasped my waist, squeezing tightly. At the same time, movements became sharper and more frequent. My feelings accelerated and sharpened completely synchronously - I felt the approach of an orgasm. Slippery, soapy thumb of his hand, slipped into the anus, immediately going deep, at the very bottom. I whimpered softly. There was a feeling that I had two members at once. Finger and penis moved apart, increasing this feeling. At the most important moment, when I was born deep inside, the ecstasy already covered me all over, Alex suddenly jumped out of me and spun me into place by force, set me on my knees. Looking at the swollen head, aiming directly at my face, I caught my elusive orgasm by the tail, and finished sitting on my knees, with wide eyes, watching the enchanting picture of ejaculation. Sperm shot me in the face, causing shudder, while my own gut pulsed in an orgasm. Drops fell into a wide-open mouth, on the cheeks and chest. The madness of this debauchery extended my orgasm, forcing me to convulsively squeeze my chest with my hands. Our moans filled the shower stall, and, probably, the whole room. The shower jet washed the semen from the body, carrying muddy whitish drops into the drain.

The last chord member entered between my lips, bringing a salty taste of my fall. There was no such loose and frank sex in my life, and now, as if in gratitude, I gently sucked and caressed a relaxing body, casting glances at the guy, trying to remember his face, look and this feeling in the smallest details. Looking into my eyes, Alex, taking his penis with his hand, took it out of my mouth, and pressed it to his lips, as if forcing him to kiss. My excitement gradually disappeared, and such a caress made me belatedly ashamed. Looking down, I pulled away and climbed up with trembling legs. For some reason, now I didn’t want to look him in the eyes, and I pushed him out of the booth. Alex, having received his own, did not resist, and, throwing a puzzled look at me, left me alone, putting my disheveled thoughts and feelings in order.

There was a complete mess in my head and in my soul. The only thought was to get to my husband as quickly as possible and explain. I didn’t know what I would say to him and what I’d hear, but now I wanted so much to be near this stability and tranquility called a spouse, that I quickly finished ablution and jumped out of the bathroom.

Picking up a robe, I pulled it over my naked body. She glanced briefly at Alex. He was reclining on one elbow, calmly looking at me. Meeting my gaze, he smiled encouragingly. I could not answer him the same.

- You probably think that I ... - I stumbled, not wanting to voice the nasty word that characterizes my act.

- Come on! So what? - he tried to calm me down, and it was pleasant, - you will tell my husband that Vika chatted out and sat with us a little.

Clear. He thought I was worried, no matter how my husband knew about the tricks of his wife. Well, let it think so. I pulled the belt at the waist. It was necessary to say something to the guy goodbye, but in my head it was empty, like in the church for the new year. Seeing my confusion, he stood up and approached to kiss me. I awkwardly pulled away, leaning my palm against his chest.

- Sorry ... I'll go. See you later.

Alex silently escorted me to the door.His large, wiry end dangled when walking from side to side, and, despite my worries, I could not help a silly smile.

A door ...