- He is already at the table. I treat him with vodka. Waiting for you and your wife, - Ruslan heard the excited voice of his brother.

“I'll be there soon,” he answered shortly. And turning to Christine, he said affectionately. - I'll go first, and you later. Go down this street and go to our pier.

At this moment, the phone rang already in Christina's purse, interrupting their conversation with her insistent tune. Called Oleg. She briefly replied that she had walked around the city and would soon return to the yacht.

It was a warm summer evening, the rays of the setting sun were playing merrily on the surface of a calm emerald sea. Below, the magnificent beaches quickly became empty and, for the time being, few tourists lazily and leisurely dispersed in their cozy rooms of resort hotels.

Returning to the cabin of the yacht, Ruslan saw Oleg sitting at the table. There was a bottle of vodka and plates of snacks in front of him.

- Well, how is your health? - he was smiling friendly, he asked.

“Fine,” the boxer answered quietly. - The first time I got chopped off. Where is my wife?

“I don't know,” Ruslan lied. - Probably going shopping.

And without losing time, went on the offensive.

- Would you like to meet some chick? - He asked, as it were, by the way. - Do you remember our conversation?

The former boxer gave a little start, his cheeks slightly reddened, and hope flashed in his eyes. Of course, he dreamed about it!

- It would be nice, my friend. But how do you arrange it? - he nodded. And he himself thought: “Probably, Ruslan has already found something - it’s not for nothing that he was leaving the yacht somewhere”.

- Do not worry about a thing. Leave it to me. Let's exchange phone numbers and I'll call you tomorrow. You tell your wife that after lunch you will go fishing with us in the sea and return only late at night. I will take care of the rest, ”Ruslan said calmly. - What hotel did you stay at?

“In Rainbow, 2nd floor, room 205,” Oleg answered quickly.

- Oh, I know. There is a cafe near Astoria. After lunch, we will meet in it.

- Good. I understood everything, - he smiled broadly, said the former boxer who had almost recovered himself, and, to the amazement of his brothers, knocked over an impressive stack of cool vodka.

As soon as they exchanged phone numbers, Christine climbed onto the yacht.

“Sorry, honey.” I think I drank a little too much, ”her husband said in a guilty tone, sitting on the couch at the table and supporting the buzzing head with his strong hands. - well walked? Bought something? Let's go to the hotel, there you will tell in detail.

“Yes, I bought something for myself,” the young woman replied slightly, trembling with emotion. - Come on.

They warmly said goodbye, and the loving brothers stood for a long time on the stern of their snow-white yacht, wistfully looking after the departing spouses ...

The sunset was already burning over the horizon, the shadows of the swift gulls flashed over the lit yacht, and the light sea breeze blew with the smell of freshness and salt. Finally, Ruslan, quietly and longingly said:

- She just left, and I already miss her!

A minute later he dialed Victoria's number and made an appointment to meet in the morning on the yacht.

Christina and Oleg, with great difficulty, with a strong weakness in the body and trembling in the knees, finally reached the hotel and immediately went to bed. Oleg instantly fell asleep, and the young woman could not forget all the vicissitudes of an unusual, eventful and fateful day.

Christina never could have imagined that a simple photo session on a yacht could change her life to such an extent. Inside it today was about a whole liter of sperm, and with every movement this or that muscle of her beautiful body literally begged for mercy.The young woman, without ceasing, thought of Ruslana before bedtime, and at night he penetrated into her sleep, from which she woke up in a sweat on a crumpled sheet. She could not forget his smell, the warmth of his gentle palms. His unhurried, soft steps and elastic buttocks. Her cheeks flashed when she remembered having sex with him. The mere thought that a slender male body merged with her in a furious passionate dance, led her to ignite from this desire. Almost all night, a married woman tried to convince herself that he was only a southern passion, but the truth was that she had a crush on him at that very moment when she first saw her aboard an ocean yacht. She really wanted to feel his scent and strength again. Feel the flow of hot sperm pouring deep into her bosom and enjoy it continuously, to forget about everything else in the world ...

Through the stylish windows on the sides of the yacht, the morning light slowly penetrated. The sun's rays gently slid across the sparkling perfect cleanliness of the cabin, glass shelves of galley lockers, white "P" - a shaped leather sofa, on which, in a pensive pose, the owner of the yacht sat. The warmth of the morning sun warmed his skin and glistened with bright sparks in the young man's wavy dark hair. He took a deep breath and covered his eyes with his hand, trying to close himself from the bright sunlight. For half an hour he had been looking forward to Victoria Monica, clearly realizing that his future depended on their meeting ...

Monica, has become a real professional in their field. Since she was free to work as a "kept woman", she had never had to deal with the very dark and dark sides of the oldest profession. But, Ruslan, clearly remembered a very unpleasant incident that happened to her a couple of years ago. There was an overlay and one of her respectable clients unexpectedly flew from Siberia to her, without warning in advance about her arrival. Seeing her with another man, a jealous man, believing that only cattle and cowards can beat a woman, ordered his guard to teach the wrong beauty. In the evening, the poor little girl was lurking at her house and, taking advantage of the fact that she was alone, they beat her so that the girl lay in bed for a whole week, bruised and bruised from head to toe. She also had a broken arm, her upper lip was torn, and her face was swollen from the beatings. Her beautiful, radiant, dark brown eyes swelled so that she could barely open them.

They left her, in the literal sense - they put her on her feet, Ruslan and Timur, who knew Victoria from childhood and lived in the neighborhood. After all, the girl was lonely, so there was nobody to take care of her. Every day they brought everything needed for treatment, nutrition and hygiene. They fed and watered with a spoon, cooked meals, bandaged and smeared wounds, and even - carried them to the toilet. It was a heavy burden that had to be carried, but the brothers simply could not do otherwise. After this incident, Victoria was filled with warmth and love for caring and kind neighbors. They became her best friends, taught her to cook and love yachts and the sea. They were for her the only real men on whom she could count in difficult moments of life. Their relationship for a long time remained purely platonic, until one day she seduced the young Timur, whom she secretly loved while still in school. And she treated Ruslan with respect, she adored him and addressed her with respect - “Uncle Ruslan”, although she was only five years younger than him. By the way, after that incident, Ruslan raised all his connections and, unlucky customer beating the poor girl, instantly calculated. He (realizing the gravity of his crime), to smooth his own guilt and go to the world, gave Monica a gorgeous red convertible - ALFA ROMEO SPIDER, on which she later gladly drove (squeezing all 200 horses from a powerful 6-cylinder turbo-charged engine) along winding tracks along the picturesque coastline ...

About a year ago, Ruslan said to her: “Men should groom and cherish a lady like you.You are worth much more than any other girl. After all, you have everything that rich men like - youth, beauty, intelligence, sexuality, cheerful disposition, excellent upbringing ”...

Exactly at 9 am, Monica climbed the ladder and went into the salon, holding a silvery elegant leather handbag by ELEGANZZA ....