Prologue.

For the last six months, I have had some tense, cold relations with my husband. No, we still do not swear, do not insult each other, how much in vain, but do not sweat as before. A sort of cold, you can say "working" attitude. Unless of course this word applies to men and women who live under the same roof and sleep in the same bed. He began to drink. Not constantly, but very often.

- The middle age crisis ... - one friend stated with conviction, having learned the details.

- It's thirty years old ...

- Yes, he probably made a mistress! - repeated the second.

- That's just me, for some reason, I doubt this statement.

- You should live separately ... - the third one convinced me, - to take a break from each other, maybe even, - she made a dreamy face, - you should start an affair on the side ...

But I didn't want to leave him alone. Anything can happen? A man prominent with position. Any whirlwind will fall and instantly beat the peasant! And I love him, and I will fight for it with all my might! I will win this fight ...

And I realized that he was jerking off. Masturbates, looking in the computer porn. One time, wiping strange streaks under the computer desk, I suddenly realized that it was dried, poorly wiped sperm and wept. I cried, cursing life, my husband and everything, everything, everything else. I decided to repay him with his own coin.

Hike to the unknown.

As always. It is worth thinking and a solution appears. But the decision is a plan, but nobody knows how to put it into practice. And the problems of the female part, no one has canceled. Half a year without a peasant is another “adventure”! You can't order a body. It wants petting, wants, like me, “deep diving” between my legs, but nobody else has abolished everything else ... Even domestic animals become beasts without petting, but I ... Although a person is not an animal.

And so, with difficulty suppressing in oneself the desire, to escape; or fall through the ground altogether, I walk slowly to the door. On the sides, I do not look, afraid to stumble upon a mocking look, or even worse, an obscene smile. The steps for some reason are getting smaller and smaller, but despite this distance is drastically reduced. A shiver that began in the chest is already penetrating the whole body. After all, I am a coward and for me this is all a difficult ordeal. Fearing that I would not make up my mind to enter with knees vibrating with fear, they ate holding back trying to give ringing staccato teeth - pushing a door that looks heavy. It opens easily, as if inviting me inside.

It's dark there. Blinded by the bright light of the sun, I can not make out anything inside. A step, another ... and a door with a soft sound cuts me off from passers-by walking along the street and all the city sounds. From excitement, I do believe that I am acting not quite right, I breathe like a locomotive - hard and often. The heart beats with a hammer in the chest - loudly and quickly, as if trying to jump out of its rightful place. The silence that fills the room puts pressure on the psyche. And the smell ... unfamiliar, a little harsh, but pleasant stirs the blood.

- We must leave here! - Panic thought arises in the head.

I am ready to turn around and quickly jump out of the store when a calm and friendly female voice is heard nearby. From his deep chest sound, I just freeze to the spot.

- You do not even look for what came here? - and easy not offensive laughter. - Everyone ever come to us. Usually take a look. Buy less. - Slow, quiet breathing, as if talking to inspect me from head to toe. - You obviously came for shopping. I'm working in the store since its inception. And I see who, and why granted ...

Suddenly, the eyes adjust to the darkened lighting, and I see. I look around, looking for the source of the voice, and I see a well-dressed woman standing a little to the side, ten years older than me. Nice face, full lips, a little ironic, but nice look. But most of all I am amazed at the warm almost native smile.There are such people. They have the usual look, but if they smile, then you immediately want to believe them. She is dressed in a snow-white type gown. Involuntary fear suddenly disappears. We exchange understanding glances. Now I feel sorry for me.

“If you want,” she says quietly, “I will provide you with personalized service!” - this is not a question, but a statement.

Her hand reaches for the door and locks the inner latch with a loud clank.

- And other buyers ?! - involuntary exclamation breaks out of the pharynx.

- Lunch is coming soon. Dead time, she explains. - As a last resort, they will come later ...

My eyes have already fully adapted to the twilight and I, embarrassed by my interest, look around. A small room about four meters four. Ahead of the clear glass and white plastic glitters counter. Behind her glass mirror shelves, installed almost to the ceiling, and on them are laid out the items for which I came to this store. Yes! The store was called "Intimacy", and I came here to buy myself a toy for, ... let's say, body!

I look around. On the one hand there is a rack with suits for intimate games and breathtaking underwear. By the way, not only female ... On the left side there is a high closed showcase almost the entire wall. In it, a pair of dummies on the right and left of the inflated "rubber" doll, standing in the center.

I look at the vestments of the mannequins and I have the persistent feeling that I am peeping for something intimate that is not accepted to be shown off. Oddly enough, but from what I saw, it seems, moreover, I was also excited. A fiery lump spun in my stomach, my panties were wet, and my lips were dry, and I had a terrible desire to wet a parched throat.

Mannequins without clothes. One female is another male. On the female stretched complex harness, fastened at the hips and waist. She holds on the protruding pubis just above the crotch brownish, faloimitator. That is a very decent size and is an exact copy of the male sexual organ in a state of erection. He even slightly curved upward uncool arc. On the dummy's chest wearing a bra, or rather something like a bra. Such a structure - elastic strips and straps designed to support the breasts, leaving them open.

The second mannequin is male. Somehow, without any fastenings attached to it a member. On which flaunts, I suppose, an artificial vagina. The mannequin's hand is lowered down, as if clasping an intimate toy, and it seems as if it is moving it along a rising organ.

Between them there is a graceful likeness of a female inflatable figure with well-defined holes to please the men: two between the legs, in front and behind between the buttocks; and a wide-open mouth with bright lips and a dark hole between them. Very plausibly performed hair cut "Kare" crowned his head.

“A super-model doll, the Spread Eagle, costs 16,490 rubles,” I read.

Below between them lie two equally skilful impressions: male and female. They seem to be cut out of man. Such a piece of silicone flesh from mid-thigh to waist. The female "flesh" is turned by magnificent elastic buttocks to the visitors and standing slightly forward bend. It clearly shows the relief of the executed genitals and perforated anus. Looking closely at the price tag, I read aloud:

“The vagina and the anus of the“ Scilly ”price is 29999 rubles!” I even whistled in surprise, marveling at the realistic shape and price of the product.

For the doll the second exhibit. Lying on the back of the pelvis of a man, clipped by the same canon of the genre, from the hips to the waist with a member sticking up. The latter is made in the rough - just smooth with a length of no more than ten and with a diameter of no more than two or three centimeters “blank-bullet” with a rounded end. Immediately comes an understanding of why this is a piece. Nozzles are laid out around the silicone flesh. They are of various shapes and sizes. Well-defined details make them very realistic and look like real members. I read ...