In principle, Lena did not deceive me. Submission was. Although not exactly what I expected. But first things first.

I flew into the room with the speed of a meteor and locked myself in a shower lathering mainly in the genital area. Having quickly washed out and wrapped up in a bathrobe, I decided not to even wear shorts, in full confidence that this piece of clothing would very soon be redundant.

The girls all did not appear.

I decided that Stella’s shift was a little longer than expected and began to put things in places, giving our room a cozy and tidy look.

The girls all did not appear.

When I got tired of moaning according to the number, I made the bed and started to read, intending to pretend to be a sleeping person when they came.

The girls all did not appear.

He got up again, got dressed, and went to the bar. There was neither my wife nor Stella. Where they went her mate did not know. The only thing that I found out, they left a long time ago.

What did I do next? I wandered from one place to another. Periodically went to my room and did not find anyone there. There was even a dark and empty beach. Passing by the bar, I every time overturned the vodka drink. Already in desperation to find my faithful, I once again went into the room and was dumbfounded. My precious wife was sitting on the bed, and Stella stood in front of her and pulled off her blouse. In the twilight of the room I even thought at first that they were kissing, but when I looked closer, I realized that this was not the case.

Stella whispered something in my wife's ear.

- Lena, where have you been? I was looking for you everywhere ... - I asked excitedly.

- What are you looking for us? You knew that we went to study, ”Stella answered for his wife,“ By the way, she learns quickly from you. ”

While I was trying to digest what was said by the bartender, she turned to my wife:

- Let's go wash and go to bed. Good job. Rest today, and tomorrow you come to me - we'll think of something else.

Lena, swaying, walked past me. I cast a frightened look, but said nothing. However, the words were superfluous. It was all clear and true. Disheveled hair stuck together in wet icicles. Smeared mascara flowed down the cheeks. The eyes are red as if she was crying. On the chest drying stains.

Stella waited until the water in the bathroom turned on and began to explain to me:

- You yourself asked for the maximum break her while she was here ...

- I said try to liberate ...

- What's the difference. And I just turned out to be a suitable client. You wouldn't do that. And without any musi-pusi he taught her a deep throat in one evening.

- Wait. It is also not done. She told you to wait in the room. That you will come together, ”I began indignantly.

- She blunted. I did not tell you or her that we would go to here. You asked me to take care of her education, I took up. And instead of thanking the offended person you turn it on Understand yourself. Who cried for me half the night, that the wife builds herself in a swell Okay, I have no time. Think yourself normally what you want. Where to find me you know, if you decide to jump off - come and tell me. And if not - I'll think of something else for her. Just come on without hysterics.

Stella is gone. I stood in the middle of the room. I was shaking like a chill. In his head heaped thoughts fought. Before my eyes stood the image of a scared face gazing at me with my wife, filled with someone's sperm. I understood that she, like me, does not know what to say. Bitch Stella has freaked us all out. And who asked Stella about it? Is it really my fault? But this is Lena sucking someone's dick. Or was she forced? We must carefully find out what happened there.And she will tell? It is necessary to pretend that I am calm about this, maybe then he will tell.

I took out a bottle of brandy - a gift from Ashot, poured it into a glass and drank it in one gulp. Cognac warm wave swept through the body. Chill disappeared.

- A good brandy, - I thought and poured again.

Lena appeared from the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe.

- Will you? - I gave her brandy.

Lena silently took the glass. I took a sip. Wrinkled. She does not like spirits. I wanted to give me a glass, then I changed my mind and finished it to the bottom.

“Sorry,” she said in a hoarse voice, and pressed herself against me, “I don't know how it happened.” Stella probably told you everything already?

We lay in bed when I convinced her that I could fully understand how to treat this when I knew what happened today. Asked to just tell in order.

- And you hug me? - asked Lena. We lay with her on different sides of the bed in total darkness, not even touching each other. I moved to her and hugged her shoulders. She curled up, ass to me. Her favorite pose. And she began the story:

When I came to the bar, Stella made me some kind of strong cocktail. With someone chatted on the phone. Then another. “For courage,” she said, and we went.

I realized that we were not going to our floor and told her about it. She said that at first she would tell me and show what was done and how, and then we will delight our husband. We went to some room. A man of about forty was sitting there. Stella saw that I was twitching in the direction of the exit, took my hand and reassured that she asked a friend to work as a dummy. What she is now I will just show and tell. And I will watch.

Initially it was. I was embarrassed, but then, probably, the cocktails worked, and I got used to it. Already watched with interest when Stella showed me sensitive places. She told me that you need to remember to slide your hands on it. Actually it was very interesting. She knows so much about what I have not heard before. I even stopped being embarrassed by the fact that I was sitting on the floor in front of a guy with a protruding penis, whom I first saw.

Then she put my hand on his testicles and told me to try to roll them. I explained that they are very sensitive and should be done carefully. Holding my hand. I moved her to a dick, moved my hand over his dick and explained how to understand a man likes what I do or not. It lasted quite a long time. The man sat quietly and only smiled, looking at us. When she told me to touch how much more gentle the skin of the man under the head, he twitched. Stella said that her fingers are too rough for such tender places. So I spent under the head tongue. I did not want. And she said she was married too. That nothing wrong with that, if I once lick for training. That the husband will only love more when we come to him and show the class.

- And then what? - I asked, when Lena was silent.

- Pour more brandy, something I can not warm up, - said Lena.

Drank brandy. Cuddled up to me. I hugged her.

- Honey, you already understand everything. Can I not tell?

I rested and asked to continue the story without missing anything.

- Well, that was ... then I agreed and licked first there ... Then not only there ... Then she said to open her mouth ... Well, after that, everything started ...

- What started? - I wondered.

- When I took in the mouth, the man began to give hips. Everyone tried to shove him away. I did not succeed. I choked. She told Stella that I can't do it, I don’t like it and I don’t want to continue. Then Stella screamed at me for the first time. She said that I shut up, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. They talked a man in some language. Most likely in Italian. The man grabbed my head. Stella shouted at me that I did not twitch and relax my throat. I struggled, and they kept me. Stella squeezed my nose, I began to choke, my eyes darkened. I wanted to take a breath of air somehow, screamed, but instead of screaming something moved in my throat ... Read more →