Stas glance, I sent everything to the beds.

Before going to bed, I went into the shower and, out of old habit, I went out naked while walking to our bedroom, which was at the end of the corridor, and at that moment Semyon walked out in one football and underpants. In the darkness, everything was not so noticeable, but we literally rested against each other, that I was taken aback a little by touching his breasts. Flushing with shame and completely sobered, I ran away shutting myself in a room and said about Stas's incident, to which he replied to me, “well, everything drunk can be seen, forget it”.

So ended the night. I thought about how Simon would react to me in the future, if he would not take this act of mine lightly, then, without noticing for myself, I passed out.

Periodically, we saw each other afterwards, had dinner, he also smiled in a friendly way and did not betray this special meaning. Sometimes he brought the girls and Stas and I heard him fucking them.

“He's going to tear down the wall now!” - I said

- Or his passion for all the neighbors wake up - Added Stas

- This is the pace

- Do you really like it?

- Nooo, you know how I like) Gently and hear whispers)))

“Hmmm ...” Stas went to bed and went to sleep, but I could not sleep until he saw the girl off. I even realized for myself at some point that I was excited and caressed myself a little with my hand =)

Once on a weekday night, I jumped in to Seme's room and saw an open bottle of brandy and him behind Aypad, reading something. I thought it was an ebook.

- Interesting book? - I asked, looking to him.

Sema hurry up and for some reason removed his iPad, correcting the knoll on his pants. But what is strange, he just read something. There was a text, not porn.

- Oh, Nast, hello! I did not immediately notice your appearance) come through

- Do not interfere?

- No, I'm sitting resting, giving a prize, reading all sorts of nonsense.

- I see, do you pour me?)

- Welcome - Sema got another snifter and poured me about 200 grams there!

- That's all! Enough! I have another job tomorrow!

- It's okay) From a good cognac head will not hurt)

I sat next to him on the sofa and we drank "for health." We talked about life, oh-tom-o-sem, played some kind of “super beyba” rap with him, he confessed to me that he still cannot forget that erotic dance, I was flattered and I thought

- and besides this you don’t remember anything like that anymore?)

- well, I still remember how you stumbled about me naked) but I understood everything correctly and did not attach any importance to this))) who does not happen?

- well, yes, you're right =) - I smiled, squeezing my neck from awkwardness

- Does your neck hurt? - Sema got worried

- well, so slightly - I lied a little, because I didn’t want to talk about my embarrassment

- I went to yoga for about six months, do not want to massage your neck? it will immediately be easier! I know a couple of manual tricks - Sema smiled with such an innocent look, but at first I hesitated and then agreed.

He put me back to me, between my legs, almost clasping them and started massaging my neck under my hair and running my fingers through my hair. It was so nice and warm in my chest that I didn’t notice how the straps slid off my peignoir and Sema pulled my hands out from under the straps, saying that they would disturb a little and he did not want to stain me with their massage oil for warming yourself

It turned out that my nightie was hanging on my chest and only on it I held and held onto my hands, or rather the inside of my hands, with which I clamped my peignoir. Sema took my hands and raised them up, then joining my palms, turned left and right hands in the elbow area, from which my nightie slipped completely and opened my 70s to the whole room, but the blessing I was sitting with my back to Semyon.

- Wait, I slipped ... - I did not finish

- Sit, still not see, relax - hurried Sema massaging me

He was massaging his shoulders, his back, his neck, his sides in the chest ... it felt so good and warm ...I noticed that we drank the whole bottle and that Sema was already sitting very close to me, pressing his chest against my back and breathing deeply near his ear and massaging his sides not far from my chest, touching them with my fingers and apologizing a little.

I didn’t notice how we drank another half of the second bottle, but already Whiskey and I realized that alcohol goes very well under the massage and I suddenly noticed that with one hand I stroke the inside of Sema’s thigh near the shorts, and he has that there something solid next propped up my ass. Obviously, he got up and I thought it was time to stop the massage.

And what a surprise it was when I saw that one of his hands was already pressing my chest, and the second one was rubbing between my legs under my panties. I jumped up sharply

- Do you allow yourself ?!

- In what sense - innocently clapping eyes repeated Sema

- How dare you paw me, I will tell Stas!

- So I’m already massaging you for 10 minutes, you didn’t say anything when I asked, but simply “muked” nodding approvingly with your head - Sema was no less surprised

I'm a little confused

- So, okay, there was nothing - I spread my hands in the negative

- Come on, at least domassuyu shoulders, and then you're there in the cream all

I hesitated a little, but something brought me back down to him

- Only rub it up so that I put on the strap

- Well, just do not pull on the shoulders - said Sama and began to massage further near the neck

How good it was after all. I closed my eyes a little and he continued to knead me again, dropping to my chest. Something inside me made me shut up when his hand reached my chest again and squeezed the left and right chest alternately under the peignoir, while the second one tried to slide along my lips, but I cleaned it or with a pelvis to pull away.

- Relax, it will be nice - whispered Sema and caught up with my pussy, at that moment when I once again tried to pull away the pelvis.

Something burned through my chest and lower abdomen, and I groaned sweetly, unable to do anything about it, and succumbed to his fingers, which penetrated into me and I howled.

Sema started frantically jerking me between my legs, that I was all terribly flowing and smacking a little * squish-squish-squish *. I bent forward with pleasure, and Semka pulled me over and I laid on his shoulder while he rustled his hands in his peignoir and in panties

- oo-oo-oo Sema, nooooo-eee-eeeet ..

- Yeah, bitch fucking good to you ?!

- daaaaaaaa - I screamed, sinking even deeper on his fingers

- continue?

- her-eet

- but you are good?

- oh, Sema ... I breathed

Sema tried to kiss me, I wanted to close my mouth, but I was so good and I pretty drunk that I just could not close my mouth and continued to groan under his jerkiness, and he covered me with a kiss and just ate me, but without answering him, just let him everything. I was so ashamed, but so well ... I did not understand where I was. The feeling was like in a dream and everything was so nice and dear.

...

I'm tired, I wandered after a workout home. On the way, I went to the store, bought fruit and eggs, met a friend from the area. We stood talking for about 15 minutes while he smoked a couple of cigarettes, I told him about the new neighbor, about the workout in training and in general.

Saying goodbye to a friend, I stomped home. Going to the front door, I heard the music and some sounds of Nastya, or laughter, or scream with excitement, did not understand. I gently opened the door and walked in, noticing that the door was not completely closed and I heard some specific sounds. I thought that Sema brought someone back.

- I am at home - I shouted, making it clear that they are not alone here, but as it turned out by the sounds, it was Nastya.

I stepped to the door and saw two empty bottles of cognac, a fair aroma of liquor and ruddy faces of my bride and Semyon, she sat back to him with her shoulder straps in one night lamp straightening her hair, and he massaged her shoulders

- Hi dear! I didn't hear you enter

“Honey?” I thought amiss to myself.She calls me so rarely.

- I see you have a good rest here.

“Sema just massaged my shoulders and neck.” I got it terribly sick

- A brandy on weekdays? yes so much

- It helps to relax, I still cleaned her salt, and it hurt a little - dropped Sema, as if making excuses.

- Well, okay, I'll go to the shower while I wash my face, are you coming?

- Yes, yes, after 5 minutes

I went to bathe ... I still did not understand what it was. My bride is massaged by a neighbor. Basically, a friendly massage, nothing bad. Yes, and I have very attractive Nastya, surely he just wanted to make her happy, but what kind of sounds were these grooving with Slap and Sigh Nasty, like during sex ?! but Nastya was dressed, she could not get dressed so quickly after my voice cast, and he too. In addition, she sat with her back to him and she never squished it with me, she was wet, but never squirted before us. In general, I drove the dirty thoughts. Coming out of the bath, I went again to Seme and saw that he was wiping the sofa

- What a stain? - Asked him

- Yes, nonsense, I spilled a bottle of oil by accident, apparently drank a lot

- They drank - I corrected him

- Yes, no, they just gave me a prize, your Nastya came when I celebrated with my friend, and then she left. Already before her 1, 5 bottles were drunk - Sema answered softly and innocently.

I believed him in principle. And why should someone lie, all his own. Just an unexpected picture appeared before my eyes and I apparently did not know what to think about.

After some time we went to bed and I wanted Nastya. I, without ceremony, pulled her panties off and pulled out my cock. Moistening my fingers with saliva, I reached out to anoint her hole, and my fingers ... FAILED ... just two fingers fell into some kind of pot of borsch. I do not know how else to describe it. Not that it is wet, just the water is around, hot, and everything is soft inside, like cooked foods that are in a borscht. Reader, forgive me for such a comparison, but it was 3.14zdets!

- Wow you're wet

- Mmm ... I just drank it and want you - my wife said, pulling me towards myself

We fucked like this for almost an hour. For a long time there was no such passion.

After we heard the sound of Sema, he offered us another bottle, sit together for a rest. We did not turn on the light, Nastya just wore a peignoir, and I shorts. She covered her legs so that she could not see that she was without panties. We literally drank a glass while watching TV, and I turned off.

I woke up from the heat and noticed that Nastya was not around. I looked at the phone and saw the time, four in the morning. I got up and went to the toilet. Coming out, I went in the direction of the Semina room, it was not closed, as it was the last time, a bit covered. There was darkness in the room, TV was working, music was playing on it. Nastya was lying naked, and Sema was in a blanket on her waist, lying on her without a t-shirt and holding her tits. They slept and the next bottle was empty.

I didn’t know how to behave in this situation and just whispered in a whisper to wake Nastya, she woke up and was surprised to me, hiding between her legs and, as if she had pulled something out of herself, wandered into the room, slipping past me.

I began to ask a bunch of questions, to which she only answered

- Yes, I fell asleep there! and undressed because it was hot at night and it probably seemed to me that I was sleeping with you! There was nothing, everything is Sem, my head hurts, and tomorrow I go to work.

- Sem?

- Oh, Stas, forgive me, everything - Nastya hugged me and continued to sleep

To be continued...

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