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fed her, played with her, looked cartoons.
Finally, my wife left the bathroom and went to the kitchen, my patience came to an end and I decided to keep her company. Sitting down at the table, I started a conversation
“You don't want to tell me anything?” - I asked
- What to say?
- Well, what happened with Lesha yesterday?
- What do you want to hear? - somehow she answered without mood
- You cheated on me yesterday! You have no regrets about this?
- With whom I cheated on you? Are you crazy?
- With Lesha, with whom else ?! Want to say nothing?
- Are you a fool? He just asked me to have a massage - with a kind of stupid facial expression my wife looked at me
- Do you think of me as an idiot? Speak quickly as it was, until I lost my patience
Mia turned her gaze to the side and fell silent. I waited ... but no answer
- Well ?! - I shouted
Mia looked at me and remained silent.
- WELL ?! - more angrily shouted
- hush, Nick will hear your screams
- I do not care! Well?!
- Baranka wildebeest! I don't know what to tell you, Max ...
- How you do not know?! Don't you even regret it ?! Where is your humanity
- Stop - there was a cold response from her
- Well, you and a whore
Mia looked at me sharply and slapped me in the face. I was angry with her and we got into a fight.
Yeah ... a real fight with a woman, not a man. It is not known how another man would act in my place, it was probably a manifestation of weakness, now many would have covered their eyes and said "that's all, here is the end of the relationship ",»a wimp". I agree that it is difficult to start such a relationship from a clean slate, to go further. There should be a high level of trust in order to somehow save this relationship, but I knew for myself that I did not want to part with it, even when I raised my hand.
I slapped her back in response, and when she hit me, I pushed her to the floor and squeezed with my hand.
- Bitch you are a creature! I loved you, and you betray me so?
- Sick! Leave me!!! Leave !!! - roared Mia
Nika also heard screams and ran up. I intercepted the baby and we went to the bedroom. I told her that my mother scolded one uncle on the phone and would come soon.
It was difficult, extremely difficult. But what would any other man do? Would you leave, right? And if you love? Why do I have to let go? In fact, if you look at it like this, we both broke wood. I myself allowed these extremes and I was filled with emptiness. Ever seen in movies or cartoons of such people, they have a hole in their chest? - I also felt that way that day.
We no longer talked to my wife that day. I went for flowers, brought a huge bouquet of 201 roses and hugged her. She just stood and looked somewhere in the wall, and I hugged her. She did not hug back, but she did not resist. The flowers cheered her up a bit, she put them in the bath for the night so that they would not dry out, and in the morning she scattered them in different vases.
The work week began, the first couple of days I was in some kind of prostration and could not concentrate on working normally. In the evenings, Mia didn’t talk much to me, only everyday issues on duty were resolved. At night, I hugged her, kissed her, we even had sex, but he became some other. Mia flowed with more force and moaned as then, with some kind of fucking note. I finished with her too quickly, sometimes I saw scraps of that night and caught up with the peak stage of arousal.
Friday came, I did not wake up from the alarm, but from the sound of the door closing. I opened my eyes and looked around, there is neither Mia nor her things. I got up abruptly, went to the nursery and found no one there either. I panic seized!
I ran to the kitchen, every morning my beloved left notes before the working day. She always got up early, made me breakfast and left little notes with different wishes, a la "Beloved, good morning, have a good working day and a productive workout! Today for breakfast cereal«.
She always wrote me notes using an ink-pen, she loved classics.This time the paper sheet was larger and the message was longer:
«Hi, my love, my dear person. Forgive me for letting everything go by itself and did not clarify what happened that evening. In my life I met many men and with each new one I felt more and more relaxed, and access to my body became more and more easy.
I do not know why, but I am haunted by this losing streak. I know that I’m getting old and probably no one will need me in the end. In addition, kolkhoz shades and stubbornness that you do not like so much will not bring happiness to anyone.
You were the only person in the past long time with whom I could share everything that I had in me. I acted ugly with you and your reaction is taking place. I know that attitude to a person is no longer correct, it is very difficult. You can forgive, but the attitude will forever remain that way.
You raised your hand to me, so as no one else had done before. With you, I always had some extremes. I was not as good and bad with anyone as I was with you. You are my Angel and Demon, who launched me into the sky and threw me back into the cauldron. I can no longer consider you a strong man and we will begin to squabble. Even if I tell myself and you that I can, this sediment will remain somewhere inside. From that weekend I was crying every night and could not stop, and when you left for work, and completely drowned in tears.
I'm sorry, I hope you understand everything
Mia«
I grabbed the paper in my hands and ran out into the street, catching up with her in shorts and sneakers alone!
Having run out, I saw her not far from the house with suitcases and a daughter, and I ran in her direction. While I was running, a new black drove up Geländewagen and stopped near Mia. She turned in my direction and I shouted to her
- Stop!
- Do not follow me, Maxim - she said and began to sit down with her daughter
- Stop! You're crazy, I love you!
The back door, where Mia and Nika sat down, slammed. I got to the car and stood in front of her, knocking the middle phalanx of a finger on the hood. Suddenly, from the passenger side, the same Alexander, who was at the wedding with us
“Hello, Maxim,” he said, lighting up some interesting cigarette in a brown wrapper.
- Hello! Did you come to pick up my wife? I do not know why she was involved in relatives, we will figure it out, Sash.
- AHAHAHAHAH - Alexander sighed in his voice - what are you, are you such a fool, tell me?
- In what sense?
- Mia is not my relative. She made a choice, besides, she owes me a little and until she works everything out, she will not leave. Do you know what customers used to pay for it? 150-200 thousand per night! That gift that you received for the wedding, she could work for a couple of evenings. Her other life is interesting, so I advise you to back off from her and follow your course in life. You have no future with her, friend - calmly with some arrogant eyes Sasha explained to me
- Yes, you're a bastard! - I concluded, and I already wanted to hit him, as he took out a gun and sent it in my direction
- Careful with expressions, friend. If you talk to me on equal terms, it does not mean that you are my equal. It only means that you are allowed to talk on an equal footing.
Suddenly the driver's door opened and a formidable figure emerged from there, at least 7 feet tall. He was just a giant. Broad-shouldered, with deathly pale skin and short gray hair and thick well-groomed beard. The whites of the eyes were covered with pink vessels, which burst, and the pupils were almost invisible, only a pale gray eye color angrily directed in my direction, resembling the look of a hawk. Gray-bearded giant slowly began to approach me
- Vasily, not much - said Sasha and, throwing out a cigarette, got into the car back
I again turned to my huge pursuer and received a tight punch in the temple area. I was not cut off, but I could not fall, this blow was too heavy. The car drove away, and I continued to lie on the pavement. A little blood flowed in the area of the eyebrow where it hit while falling.
I did not know what to do next, just lay there and thought. I was seized with shock and emptiness after these events and I felt very sick in my heart.It hurts that she left, it hurts that I did not keep her, it hurts that they changed me and I allowed it, it hurts that I loved her so much, it hurts that she chose such a life, it hurts, it hurts a lot ...
I was holding her letter in my hand, which was a bit crumpled. I wrapped it up and saw black ink blots. They formed the shape of a boot and there were nine of them.
To be continued...
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Original title - Nine Blots of Infidelity
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Hmm ... This is a drama ... Well written ... I'm lying in thought Thanks for the story. A lot of typos, well, why))
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Thanks for the feedback. Very glad you liked it. Sorry for typos =)
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But maybe it is not necessary to continue, here and so all the rules.
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I will look at the reviews and estimates. If readers do not like it, I will not continue. I thought I would do nothing but a dilogy.
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Yes, I, on the contrary, turned out a good story, there are of course moments that are strained. For example, usually guests are laid right on the floor in such cases, and what would have been fine would have given a couple of times a night, and then they fucked without a break, on a drunken head. Otherwise, everything is cool, so I would not want to just spoil.
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I understood you right away =) Thanks for the feedback) If I’m going to write, I’m not going to gesture with scenes, a la humiliation or cuckold. The new events of their life will simply take effect, their deployment, the production of thriller and drama will be unleashed.
All these stories seksvayf here mainly here are built on the fact that they wrote borscht with them. You saw a betrayal and you turned on, then you began to serve them, then you began to lick them, then suck, then you just threw you, husband =) .
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super story. continued MANDATORY. Alex than I like your stories, they are real. If you imagine them at all, you do not go too far. Everything happens secretly from her husband and slowly moves towards the goal. In other stories, a clear inflection is difficult to imagine. I would like the continuation of Mia to gradually incline her husband to the format of the kukolda so that she can take everything into her own hands.
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Thanks for the feedback =)
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heavy story
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yes, I do not argue
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Mmm ... I do not know what kind of ambiguity, so yes yes agree with the above written, did not understand why they put it in their bed then? He is not such a close friend. And so there is something that touches ... I am waiting for the continuation, But after the previous stories have been written)))
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thanks, will be continued
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Thank you for the fascinating story ... Perhaps for such stories and go to this site ... :)
It would not be bad if you had written the continuation of the story Wife to Hire from the author sex_master, or rather not a continuation but a story from a different angle ... so I want a continuation from a decent author ... :)
In any case, thanks, but I think this story does not stand to continue because it is perfect ... :)
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You can try it) Thanks for the feedback, alex-m
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And so, as a reader, I am quite tempted by this topic and want to express my opinion:
1) very beautiful, juicy, bright, with elements of immersion.
2) there are minor stretches and excesses, but this is the norm, tolerable.
3) to continue ... to be honest, it is not worth it. why? there is already a story told. good, original, to some extent instructive.
4) it is necessary to write NEW NEWLY, you are doing great.
5) in the stories is important intrigue, action, drive. you have it, so new stories will be even better.
Thank you for the good and colorful story, solid ten!
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Thanks for the feedback!) I will think about the continuation, maybe I will not write.
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"Fifteen Blots" of male stupidity or a few words about penmanship in human relations ...
Pinocchio and Dunno wrote dictation
in which they put 24 blots.
Pinocchio put on 6 blots more
than dunno.
Question:
How many blots put Dunno
and how much Pinocchio?
The task for the second grade of high school, but solving it in relation to this work, I wondered about something else: - And who is actually in this story "Dunno", and who is "Buratino"?
I thought about this: - When we look at abstract works, we see canvas, stripes, blots, paint strokes and only ...
Human relationships are not an abstraction laid on a canvas, but a synthesis of past and present, the reconciliation of one’s own expectations and hopes with the result obtained.
Why is it asked to start a relationship with a woman if you do not know how to build them and are not going to support? But first things first.
So,
Maxim, an impressionable boy from an incomplete family, 25 years old, 187 cm tall, 90 kg. weight, from childhood was fond of airplanes, a graduate of the Moscow Aviation Institute, an employee of an international aviation concern, lives in a small two-room apartment in Balashikha (Moscow) inherited from his mother. It has 120 m. P. Monthly income, which for Moscow is not ah, but for life in Balashikha, quite to myself.
Now a few words about the subject of Maxim's lust:
Girl Mia - quite pretty slim brunette, but absolutely average in all respects girl. Medium, tall, medium heel, medium chest size. Describing her appearance, the author uses the word “average” about ten times, which in itself is symbolic. However, to look at the peasant, it is not necessary to be the finalist of the Miss Universe contest.
The main thing in this romantic story is that the girl Maxim liked it so much that he instantly lost his head. With the tediousness of an excellent student at a lecture, he would ask her for contact information when he first met at the Toulouse airport, and then, with the stubbornness of a woodpecker, scribed her text messages about eternal love.
“... I asked the ne on a page in a network of networks, a mobile phone and a hotel address, which remained unstable, and it would not be too much to read, and I would not use the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, the same program, and the same program, the same program, and the same program, the same program, and the same program, the same program, and also the sister program, and the same program, the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and also the reference program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program, and the same program,“ the same program, “the program, the“ I, the “
I don’t know from the first, second or third sight was this love, but the girl Mia with Maxim was extremely honest. In any case, she told him on the first date, and about her family tree, and about her family, and even about that in a nightclub, she worked not only as a stripper, but also as a prostitute.
And it was a personal choice of Maxim to make a relationship with her, let alone marry. I want to note that the girl did not marry, did not groan, and did not whimper. She had no hopelessness, by the age of 23, besides her daughter, she already had an apartment, work, connections, and sponsors. I draw your attention that the future newlyweds met not at the pie-shop on the outskirts of Moscow, but at the international airport in France, where Maxim flew in on refresher courses, and the girl Miya, at the weaving factory with which she worked as a designer.
I hesitate to ask, but why didn’t the spouse actually know about his bride when he made the offer?
What does she have a baby? So, through Nick, he met her.
What was she a prostitute? So, she told him about it.
What does she love sex? So it was clear after the first meeting. moreover, the girl honestly admitted that she was confused with the first husband (the father of the child) only because of her size (well, her ability to use it).
What does she have men who care about her? So about this, she told on the first date.
I’m more worried, but what exactly is the girl, found in this felt-carrier?
I believe that she was admired by the initial pressure, attention to the child and ineradicable romanticism. Well, it turned out that there was everything in her life, except for such candy-bouquet pink drools, from which the high-school girls demolish the tower.
She just didn’t have enough life experience to understand that these pink bubbles, like infantes, have a habit of materializing into suspicions, complexes and a loser syndrome, than all actually ended ...))))
In other words, any girl wants at least once in life to get a wedding, veil, a doll on the hood, and the illusion that you are marrying a real man who will help you solve problems. As a result, sooner or later, the girl realizes that she married a loser with a bunch of sexual fantasies unrealized before the wedding and a lot of complexes.
I have always been touched by the desire of men to get in one person and a shy innocent girl and an experienced bitch.
Mia, it should be noted, tried to meet all the expectations of her husband. There was a devoted wife and a wonderful mother, the only school, this is the visit of his former friend Sasha, whom she disguised as her relative. I think that I simply did not want to irritate my future spouse with excessive details of my “past” life.
However, all the ladies do it ... If you think that the classmates, classmates, and other peers invited to your wedding did not know how the future spouse is moaning in bed, then you are an incorrigible idealist. In fairness, young brides invite former lovers not to humiliate the future spouse, but to show the thumb to former lovers ...
As a rule, girls, having tried on a wedding dress, give themselves a word that they have done away with their old goddamnedness forever, and the rest depends only on the husband. Branched horns, initially not included in the dowry, the men themselves are doing everything possible to grow them.
Now a few words about relationship hygiene.
A man lives with a woman he likes, he brings up her child, makes her an offer, rolls a magnificent wedding, accepts a plump envelope from her former sponsor, enjoys his sex life and has no complaints about his young wife. In turn, the young spouse satisfies any fantasy of the spouse, with the exception of anal sex, from which she does not seem to be having fun ...
So what is next?
And then Maksimka is called by an old friend who has not appeared for a couple of years. Calls note at midnight !!! I draw your attention to the fact that this is not a friend with whom they are, what is called Nerreleevod, but also an occasional drinking companion from past adventures. I want to note that the friend did not even come to the wedding, which is symbolic.
In order not to become a hostage of circumstances, Maksimka had to politely apologize and offer to go to the kebab at the weekend, or go to a restaurant during the week. And it's not just that the boy works in a corporation and tries to break into the middle class of society. In the end, in the same apartment with him lives not only a young wife, but also a small child, and therefore it is time to bind with bachelor habits and permanent booties. He married a girl with a child, change your social circle, with friends drunks, for married couples with young children.
Unfortunately Maxim is not only a weakling, but also a complete rag. Notice that he not only calls his friend into the house for the night, looking at what else is going on, but revels with him to the pig squeal ... and then instead of calling his car and putting him out the door, Leaves him alone with his wife to talk about flirting and swing, and then quietly enjoys his friend squeezing his tipsy spouse.
Of course, you can blame everything on a woman who got a little carried away after a glass of wine, but try to convince me that her husband, who is craving for this scene with lust, is not intrigued by intrigue. And to put the guy who spent the whole evening behind your wife in the family bed with the third number is an exquisite erotic masochism.
You can write a separate manuscript about such a Jesuit mockery of your wife, how to let her be carried away by the new lover, and then take the morning to put her in the meat in front of the admirer.
At this one could put an end and forget how easy erotic intrigue.
All walked on the edge, but did not cross the red line. Mia, though fascinated, made it clear that she was married. Honestly, I lost count of how many times she said the word NO to her new admirer that evening. A tr; he bent it that night, only the spouse, and the admirer bit a pillow, drooled out, and envied his friend.
However, our newlywed Maksimka, without incident NEVOLGOTU,
But more on that later...
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Thank you for such a quality review =) I read it and I will take into account everything you wrote!))) I liked most about the psychology of girls, that everyone wants romance, white dress, etc.
Regards and best wishes
Alex R
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it was curious to read a glance on the other side of the barricades) is ambiguous but useful)
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Anfisa, you are “beautiful, no doubt” (c), but in your logical analysis there are a couple of weak points that destroy it in half.
First of all,
“Mia was fascinated, but made it clear that she was married. Honorly, I lost count of how many times she said the word NO to her new admirer that evening ”(c). This did not prevent her, however, from performing an incendiary striptease, which went far beyond the framework of "just carried away."
Nobody forced her to sit with her back to Alexey, fidget in his lap, rub against his excited member and behave in such a way that even Emelya would understand who is in front of him ... Amid all this, her repeated “I am married” is like a red rag for the bull, which Mia deliberately (I ask you to notice) waves to Alexey, testing him: well, will he risk taking her? Her phrase from the letter is rather eloquent about this: "Access to my body was becoming easier and easier." And Alexey is not Emelya and not even Maxim ...
Then: But your words as applied to Maxim “I married a girl with a child, change your social circle, with friends of drunks, for married couples with small children” can be easily addressed to Mia with an appropriate adjustment. Needless to say, the girl got carried away, drank too much, and that striptease in general is a form of self-expression ... If the actions performed by a man under the influence of alcohol do not justify him, then all the more they do not justify the girl. And no self-expression or the sins of youth rolls here: got married - be good, change your habits. You do not want to change - it was not figs to marry.
Secondly, “what did the young spouse proper not know about his bride when he made the offer?
What does she have a baby? So, through Nick, he met her.
What was she a prostitute? So, she told him about it.
What does she love sex? So it was clear after the first meeting. moreover, the girl honestly admitted that she was confused with the first husband (the father of the child) only because of her size (well, her ability to use it).
What does she have men who care about her? So about this, she told on the first date "(c).
Honesty in relationships and passion are not indicators of true love. If Mia loved Maxim, she would never have allowed herself such a behavior — neither during striptease, nor after him, when she was sitting on Alexey’s knees before their sex. If Maxim loved Miyu, he would never have left Aleksey to spend the night. In general, between them there is anything except love.
I do not condone anyone in this story. The only person I feel sorry for is Nick.The girl will grow up with the understanding that the way of life that her mother leads is the only correct one, that only thanks to him a woman can stand on her feet, keep afloat in this world ... and an apple does not fall far from an apple tree. And the fact that Mia is not a mother can be seen with the naked eye.
And thirdly. Madly delighted your passage:
“If you think that classmates, schoolmates, and other peers invited to your wedding, your young bride did not know how the future spouse is moaning in bed, then you are an incorrigible idealist” (c).
It is hardly correct to make such generalizing conclusions on the basis of particular cases that occurred with someone’s acquaintances who studied in prestigious and not very high schools. People are different, and for each example there is a counterexample. And you, trying to thwart the flair of idealism from idealists, did not even understand that with this phrase they humiliated women themselves, turning all polls into inveterate whores who can think only of the clitoris. Maybe it makes sense to separate the world of the story and the real world, in which not everyone is concerned with one thought - how to have a good fuck, and it doesn't matter with whom?
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"Fifteen Blots" male stupidity 2
It is not in my rules to fit into a controversy, but Dear Sergey (guest
November 12, 2016 21:06) raised the topic over which she herself was thinking a lot, so I will insert a couple more lines into this comment.
So, we stopped at the fact that our newlywed Maksimka, without incident NEVOGOTU. Go ahead...
One can only guess what Mia thought about his spouse, after his antics, when with his tacit consent, a longtime friend first flirts with his friend's wife all evening, and then they put him in number three in the matrimonial bed and her husband fucks her for half the night, perfectly knowing what a buddy is watching.
I will say this, it's one thing when a husband closes his eyes on how he flirts with his wife or spies on, as they squeeze on the sly. However, it is completely different when you are fucked in front of a stranger, albeit a nice person.
I know for myself that with a man who, even if accidentally or involuntarily, observed you naked or, even more so, during sex ... A woman has a very special relationship. And this is not a relationship between two lovers, everything is simple there - You already had sex, and everything is extremely clear, but here a completely unusual range of emotions mixed up on a common intimate secret. This is more than just sex - it is lust.
I believe that about the behavior and actions of her own spouse, the girl Mia was seriously bewildered. Not that she was a girl of strict moral principles, in the end she managed to work in her life as a stripper and prostitute, but in general she behaved absolutely decently from the point of view of family life. I didn’t get confused with strangers, didn’t twist my tail, spent the night at home, and tried not to refuse my spouse with all sorts of minor perverts. However, how to behave, one wonders if your husband himself does not know what he wants.
“... I watched innocently. And this much would have shown strange. In general, what is happening in my head, they would have thought. But I watched, in truth, where one man watches over him, as his good faith is given to another man. I watched it in the shape of a mornin
THE FAST, UNDERSTANDABLE DEAL, EXTREMELY EXCLUDED. I can do this three or four times a hour. Well that at me on the job there was a separate cabin and I could allow myself to "quiet hour", closing the door to the key.
I always, when I was having sex with Miae, fancyed for the evening, as it were, Lech would have done with her, because I was lying next to me. He didn’t think of anything with me, I was ashamed to say something about it. I wanted to recheck this situation and see what it was like, if I had never intervened ... ”
If the three of them stomps from sex, and even more so from his wife's sex with another, what is being asked, did it bother to just offer my wife such a format? It’s not a fact that she would agree, but she definitely didn’t fall into a swoon. On Turgenev's young lady, she does not look like.
In any case, it would be more honest than plunging the girl into temptation, and then making scenes of jealousy with scandal and scuffle. And his tantrum at the end of the program does not cause anything but laughter:
“- Suka, you are a creature! I loved you, and you preach me? ”
You know, if a man is doing everything possible and impossible to put his wife under the other, then the hysteria is asked.
A woman, by the way, is also a man and nothing human is alien to her. That in itself is not an automatic confirmation of the famous thesis "All women are blo @ di".
Even if a girl is having fun with sex, this does not mean that she is ready to rub with everybody she encounters. In other words, sometimes I want to be bl @ dew, but I don’t want to be considered as such by others. Propriety is usually strictly adhered to, therefore, even if you strongly like a woman, but she is married and there is a risk that your intrigue will emerge, then most likely you will not break anything. A normal woman is first of all a mother, and then already bl @ d.
Now about flirting.
Easy non-binding flirting, absolutely everyone likes. It's nice when you care for, have signs of attention, say compliments and all kind show that you are desirable and sexually attractive. It is clear that flirting excites, there is nothing more pleasant than to feel the aroma of fresh erotica, after the boring routine of family life.
Premonition worries deeper feelings.
The threshold is more interesting than the final.
Languor with anticipation not rampage
Emotions raise a squall in the heart.
Playful talk
More important than a monolithic postulate.
Unhurried glamor undressing
Stronger nudity hundred times.
@ DaniLove
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Usually flirting ends with pleasant memories and good mood, which, in principle, should have been proved ...
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Dear Ms. Anfisa T, Thank you for reviewing and reviewing my story, as well as thanks and comments from other readers.
Still, I can’t understand for myself why “Fifteen Blots of male stupidity”, but, as I understood it, it’s still an incorrigible Idealist that’s you. Maxim turned out to be the culprit and the anti-hero with all this history, both in Sergey’s opinion and in your opinion.
Yes - certainly there is his fault in the fact that he allowed it. However, the reasoning on your part is based on your personal moral principles. There are norms that are originally boundaries for you, which, if this or that hero passes over, he will be lowered in the eyes. Given the fact that Maxim is an eccentric and extremely sensitive main character - an undead romantic, then for you he turned out to be a fool antihero, who himself is the “blacksmith of his own happiness.”
I want to note that far, far from everyone will like heroes who are the most beautiful, intelligent, without luggage and hard fate - ideal in general. Just someone will close their eyes and will live on, silencing about their "skeletons". Such arrogant, self-confident and narcissistic characters are more often and more irritable people, both for the reader and in life.
In my story, I decided to still attract ordinary people with different fates, because this is normal. Even if the heroes (albeit completely fictional) turned out to be real, then such a situation could have happened to someone. People are often irreconcilable to the human factor.
Maxim was a hostage to his sexual fantasies, which could (and could not) develop because of his interesting youth. Miya was held hostage by the lack of education from her provincial parents and the life that developed later.
In life there is anything, sometimes it is more beautiful than abstruse sayings and silicone silhouettes of insecure maidens, but not always of course ... To each his own.
In any case, I hope my story has managed you and all the other dear readers to "hook", both in an exciting and dramatic way.
Regards and best wishes
Alex R
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"Fifteen blots of male stupidity 3"
I already wrote that if his wife is bored from the routine of family life, and her husband is stuffed with MZHM porn and secret observations of his wife’s flirtation with other men, it was easier to agree and try ... I note that this little family is far from “High Morality” in that understanding, which is quoted in the average Uryupinsk. In any case, both spouses calmly relate to role-playing games and sometimes practice them for sexual diversity.
And in itself, swing, seksvayf and family pajama parties in the sauna have long ceased to be unique perverts. In large cities, such sexual advancement, even in fashion. I'm not sure that this is the right way to share my wife with a former drinking companion, by single revels, but this is a question of the freedom of expression of all participants in the party. Separately, I note that a friend of them hinted at a party in the swing format. If Maxim was not ripe for more, then he had to find the strength in himself to stop all this instantly and send a friend back home.
Instead, Maksimka provokes mutual sympathies of flirting implicated in eroticism and alcoholism, and then puts a friend in a matrimonial bed and fucks his wife, defiantly showing, “This is my woman, I have her, and you see and envy ...)))
Such behavior is in itself doubtful, to say the least. And for his wife, this is completely unisilable. At first she is given to get carried away with flirting, with a peasant whom she does not notice, she brought into the house. Then her eb ^ ut in front of a stranger, like a prostitute in a bath, which is humiliating, if not cool.
Shows his wife to a friend in bed, as a new car shows on a test drive. If this is such a masochistic form of self-affirmation, then I'm sorry, this is not manly. As a result, Mia feels like a whore, Maksimkin's friend feels like an idiot, because she no longer understands what is actually wanted of him and why he is provoked.
Buddy, although he is overly annoying and impudent, but on the whole is understandable and recognizable. Well, there are some people who offer open sex to all women without exception. Married, unmarried, in a relationship not in a relationship. Fits and says plain text:
- How about sex without commitment?
Everything is like in that joke: - Lieutenant, so for that you can get a face ... - You can get it, but more often I came to you ...
By the way, my friend, he is behaving, just decently. While he is being given a chance to flirt, he willingly plays along as soon as they say - No ..., lags behind portraying regret. It should be noted that he himself does not initiate meetings, the foreign wife does not bother, however, when the spouses invite themselves, he comes willingly and quickly. And what is he supposed to think? - The little family has matured for group sex, we knock about it from the heart ...
In the end, he not only hinted at them on a swing, but also offered them openly, spent the night in a bed with them, as his wife pointedly defiantly saw them. He had a mutual sympathy with his young wife, his relationship was friendly age-old and generally trusting. "Fifteen blots of male stupidity 3"
I already wrote that if his wife is bored from the routine of family life, and her husband is stuffed with MZHM porn and secret observations of his wife’s flirtation with other men, it was easier to agree and try ... I note that this little family is far from “High Morality” in that understanding, which is quoted in the average Uryupinsk. In any case, both spouses calmly relate to role-playing games and sometimes practice them for sexual diversity.
And in itself, swing, seksvayf and family pajama parties in the sauna have long ceased to be unique perverts. In large cities, such sexual advancement, even in fashion. I'm not sure that this is the right way to share my wife with a former drinking companion, by single revels, but this is a question of the freedom of expression of all participants in the party. Separately, I note that a friend of them hinted at a party in the swing format. If Maxim was not ripe for more, then he had to find the strength in himself to stop all this instantly and send a friend back home.
Instead, Maksimka provokes mutual sympathies of flirting implicated in eroticism and alcoholism, and then puts a friend in a matrimonial bed and fucks his wife, defiantly showing, “This is my woman, I have her, and you see and envy ...)))
Such behavior is in itself doubtful, to say the least. And for his wife, this is completely unisilable. At first she is given to get carried away with flirting, with a peasant whom she does not notice, she brought into the house. Then her eb ^ ut in front of a stranger, like a prostitute in a bath, which is humiliating, if not cool.
Shows his wife to a friend in bed, as a new car shows on a test drive. If this is such a masochistic form of self-affirmation, then I'm sorry, this is not manly. As a result, Mia feels like a whore, Maksimkin's friend feels like an idiot, because she no longer understands what is actually wanted of him and why he is provoked.
Buddy, although he is overly annoying and impudent, but on the whole is understandable and recognizable. Well, there are some people who offer open sex to all women without exception. Married, unmarried, in a relationship not in a relationship. Fits and says plain text:
- How about sex without commitment?
Everything is like in that joke: - Lieutenant, so for that you can get a face ... - You can get it, but more often I came to you ...
By the way, my friend, he is behaving, just decently. While he is being given a chance to flirt, he willingly plays along as soon as they say - No ..., lags behind portraying regret. It should be noted that he himself does not initiate meetings, the foreign wife does not bother, however, when the spouses invite themselves, he comes willingly and quickly. And what is he supposed to think? - The little family has matured for group sex, we knock about it from the heart ...
In the end, he not only hinted at them on a swing, but also offered them openly, spent the night in a bed with them, as his wife pointedly defiantly saw them. He had a mutual sympathy with his young wife, his relationship was friendly ancient and generally trustworthy.
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The author, the story is a good 100 points to you! You write intriguingly, I wonder what will happen next ... but do not stretch it so much ...
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Thank
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... All the time while reading the story, in each line, I saw something on the verge of memory, some kind of ghost ... Word word - I don’t want to offend anyone, but in my opinion it was all there, years old so 2— 3 back ...
P. S ... and then GG will find a brothel, where his “spouse” fulfills some kind of debt, fucks her in a pair with someone (and maybe in 4th or something else) and then somehow cleverly chop down the money (Isn’t it from her boss? ...) he will redeem the "beloved" for his personal use, and they will live long and happy ...
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Insult, all out of my head. If I write a remake, I will point it out. In general, I took a lot of things from life, thought out the rest.
About the brothel you tip so was clear on the history of the wife and her past life, well, and where she was taken, otherwise you were wrong.
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Very well written!
+10!
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Thank you!) I did not expect the best authors to read me =)
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Incredible drama! Author, this is the best I've read! I was embraced by different feelings, as if this is all for real ... I do not regret that I followed your link and registered !!!
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Thanks for the feedback!)
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the story is cool, but i hate such stories. So hard on the soul after reading.
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Thanks for the feedback. What can I say ... this is life, and there are times worse.
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The girl is not adapted to live in a family. Knowing yourself, could not break a boy's heart. She is not capable of love.A guy could draw conclusions from her stories, think with his head, not a “place”. The story is nothing like that, although from the very beginning it was clear how it would end.
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Thanks for the feedback!)
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Since I promised, I honestly tried to read this story, but I mastered only five pages. Actually, where the entry turned into the main part, I stopped.
What can I say on the read part?
1) The fact that its content I did not like the story. And this, in turn, confirms once again that it is not in vain that I bypass this category side. To each his own.
2) I fully admit that you have covered this topic quite well, but this time it is not for me to judge this.
3) I respect the authors who are ready to aim a blow at the bulk canvas, but I am a fan of small and medium forms (2-4 pages).
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Thanks for the tip) This month I will post stories from other sections)
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The author has written interesting, when will the sequel?
there was something similar in my life, but with my mistress, oaths in eternal love and so on .... only she went to my friend .....
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Continuation is about to publish, a day or two
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Oh, well, the story is top and colorful but heavy ... he had to run out in the final scene with a suicide belt and blow up everyone and everything !!! Well, since the 10/10 author do a continuation of the type, he called her out of the clutches of this fate and they had all the top in his house on the bank of Neeba;)
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