We warmly said goodbye to Stella, and I went into the room to my sleeping wife.

I woke up both badly and well. Think this does not happen? It happens.

Looks like I was having another drink last night talking to Stella. My mouth was disgusting, my head was sensitively sore, but the second head was enveloped by pleasant warmth and slowly slid along the shaft of the penis. Opening my eyes, I realized that the sun was already high, and a bright little head for my beloved was working on my member. By the way, it was the first time in our family life when she decided to wake me up with a blowjob. The excitement was huge, but I could not finish. Lena realized that I was not sleeping anymore, looked slyly into my eyes and briefly took my cock out of my mouth and said hello:

- Good morning, sleepyhead!

- Oooh! Good morning, Sunshine! Adore you!

After some time, Lena was tired and jumped on top of me, apologetically saying that while she wasn’t very good at working with her mouth, she would learn. And even found a good teacher. Stella promised to share with her the secrets of mastery.

- When only we had time to agree, - I thought with pleasure, feeling how tight and gentle the vulva fits the whole member now. Lena's inept mouth has not been able to cope with half yet.

“Stella told me to pick her up from the bar after dinner.” Her shift will end. And she will teach me a lesson. You do not mind?

“Yeah-hh,” I gave my hips to meet my wife, my hands slid from the heavy chest to the thighs.

- She's so cool. You can talk with her on any topic. Generally without complexes. Can I invite her to us?

“Yeah-hh,” burst into the hot bosom of his favorite talker, anticipating Stella and Lena’s practical training on my dick.

I turned my favorite. The member, the stiff beater penetrated deeper than usual, reaching for something at the very bottom. Lena stopped talking and began to howl. Her breasts dangled, the swollen head turned out her small lips surprising even me with its size. Sticking again touched her bottom, causing moans. Sweat flowed hail. I felt like a sex machine. Member lost sensitivity and was chosen to orgasm more slowly than usual. Lena, scratching my back, arched. Inside her, everything shrank and my orgasm lagged behind her only a few seconds. I thrust my dick as far as I could and started shooting the accumulated excitement into the depths of my beloved, causing her convulsive shudders.

Having got up with difficulty, I went into the shower. After finishing the morning toilet and brushing my teeth, I returned to my beloved. She was still lying in bed, her legs were spreading disgustingly and smearing the sperm flowing through her swollen lips.

- Well, you got me today ..., - Lena began to purr, not finding the right word. There was a pause.

I pressed against my beloved, replacing her hand with my own. She took hold of my fallen cock and started stroking. We shared our impressions. I decided to carefully answer her question, what exactly made me so excited. He said that for the first time in his life he woke up from a blow job, disowning his fantasies with Stella, so as not to cause unnecessary jealousy. Then I learned that in the morning Lena got up early, decided not to wake me and take a walk. She met Stella there and they talked about learning. Returning and finding me asleep, Lena decided to wake me up and practice at the same time.

During conversations, the member began to rise again, but the time was nearing dinner, and we decided to have time to run for a swim and not go to the second round.

I reminded my wife of new swimsuits. She blushed, probably remembering not only swimsuits, but also how they got to her. And decided to wear one of the new things.

Seeing her in a new swimsuit, I was a little disappointed.Of course, he was much more frank than her old one, but not at all the one that she saw on the store. Without thinking, I praised her taste, and we went to the beach.

Along the way, I tried to figure out my attitude to the events of recent days. What is strange, with her betrayal in a lingerie store, I seemed to be resigned to something ... No, this is not the right word. Humbled - it seemed to submit to the inevitable. And in my case, I saw less and less something bad in this incident, but on the contrary, it was the line to which I myself was pushing my spouse. And I was aware that this situation would repeat, I, even knowing what it would lead to, would do the same. But the fact that two suckers tried to fuck my wife, using the fact that we both got drunk - I was wildly enraged. In either case, the men wanted the same thing. In either case, they took advantage of the situation. Why did the first one turn me on, and I would not even mind repeating this experience, while the second would cause wild anger? Analyzing these and other situations in which we fell here, I was increasingly inclined to the fact that if my wife fell into the hands of another man with my consent or if I created these accidents myself, then I liked it. If this happened against my will, then I experienced nothing but jealousy.

Lena chirped incessantly. For the past couple of days, she has been overly thoughtful and I have had to put in strength so that she does not explode from the overwhelming attempts at self-digging and self-blame. Now she was again the very positive Lenochka, whom I, despite the years of marriage, are still in love with. I would very much like to know about her thoughts, but alas, I don’t have the gift of telepathy. A frank conversation on the subject of the events that took place so far scared me. I planned to leave it for the future, when we return from the corner of paradise and maybe we can relive these days in memories and discussions.

- Well, what are you hanging, let's go already plunge, - the voice of his wife brought me out of my thoughts.

In order not to torment the reader with already too many words, I will make another leap in the story, right away for dinner. Perhaps it is worth mentioning that after lunch we again saw the seducer of my wife Ashot Ivanovich. Lena saw him first. Somehow she shrank, tried to hide behind a towel, hoping that he would pass by, but he could already see us and, smiling broadly, headed straight for us. Lena, blushing, answered the greeting. I also politely shook the outstretched hand. Then began the weirdest conversation for an outside participant. Ashot made ambiguous compliments, admired my wife and kept trying to find out whether she was pleased with his visit to his store. Lena blushed and tried in every way to direct the conversation away from this slippery direction. I made it clear to Ashot that I still don’t know anything about his fitting with Lena. He accepted the rules of the game and then basically we already discussed what we could try on by driving Lena into the paint. Finally, the seller ceremoniously said goodbye to us, saying that he had to make happy other beautiful ladies with the services of his salon. And went to a couple of women sitting nearby.

“An interesting guy, with him, probably, fun,” I began, watching the reaction of my wife.

“Well, I don’t know, I guess,” Lena replied, glancing carefully at my reaction, didn’t I understand something of the total ambiguity and hints of conversation.

- Didn't it seem to you that he came to visit us? When offered a new collection to show ... If you want, you can call him. Otherwise you don't see anyone except me here ...

- Not! - scared Lena cut me off, peering into my eyes.

Immediately she smoothed the awkward silence with lengthy arguments, smoothly changing the topic of conversation.

At dinner we were served again by a young boy-waiter. Lena pleased me and his neckline. She leaned back in her chair and seemed to be accidentally pulling off her blouse, so that even I could see the edge of her bra. Guy, I think, opened up even more interesting view.

At the same time, Lena winked at me playfully and showed her tongue.I managed to praise her for being on vacation ... Read more →