The clatter of heels rhythmically spread throughout the space of a narrow street in the center of the city. Despite the middle of the day, there were few people and cars around this June day. All of them either drove off to long-awaited vacations, or plowed together in unloved jobs in order to save money for a miserable two weeks of carefree, drunk rest in the south. However, not everyone dreamed only of rest and cheap whiskey in monotonous hotels.

A confidently defiling woman on the sidewalk thought about it at all. She swayed her hips gracefully and the cool breeze gaily blew through her crotch, flying under her short skirt. She wanted sex. No not like this. She wanted SEX! It was the second day of her vacation, and her lover flatly refused to get in touch. The lawful husband, who so rarely delights her with sexual pleasures, is again mired in his low-paid work. He worked hard again on weekends until late at night. Without the strength to come home, he could only think about food, and even then, absorbing it, he did not feel the taste and did not notice anything around.

About the fact that in this world, somewhere near by, his wife also lives, with his desires and needs, he, for certain, has already forgotten. In whatever revealing and sexy clothes she did not appear in front of him in the bedroom, he each time perceived her as a piece of furniture or the environment. In his opinion, it was only possible to sleep in bed, and then, strictly for this, time.
At thirty, with a tail of years, Eugene, according to her own feelings, was getting hotter in bed, and her need for sex only grew, and in proportion to the fall in her husband's sexual capabilities. A random coincidence a couple of years ago brought her to an interesting man, a senior for a dozen years, but fully arranging her for sex during periodic meetings in hotels and saunas. Several times a month, wanting to have some fun, they ordered another number or rented more original premises, where they indulged in passionate and animal copulation.

A sultry woman missed him, already two weeks climbing on the wall from sexual attraction. The lover, to her displeasure, drove off to another business trip, and her husband habitually dynamic her with sex.
- Although order a male prostitute - she thought, once again feeling a pulling sensation in the lower abdomen. - Although a little bit more and I will start throwing at women too.
She had the thought of going to one of the closed swing clubs, or just finding a partner of interest on the Internet, but being a former law enforcement officer, she understood perfectly well what could be picked up during such meetings and what irresponsible people could be left alone with all the consequences. She still valued her health and life, so she needed her permanent lover more than ever.

The second day, as Sergei was supposed to return from a business trip, but his phone was still unavailable. Knowing his pedantry and commitment, Eugene has already begun to worry about him, so she decided to pay a visit directly to his office.
Rare passers-by peered at her legs and, turning, looked at her ass, which was beautifully covered with a narrow skirt. Some of the lucky ones, the woman even gave an ambiguous look or even a smile, but still, did not give a reason to meet. Now she had one goal and, she confidently walked toward her. Drawing frank images in her head and, thinking of her lover's dick, she thought through how to make him immediately put off all business and seduce him right in the office. Unless, of course, he was still in the office. She felt herself become excited by her own fantasies right on the street and quickened her pace.

But Sergei was principled with her: there was only work for him in the office, and he always took her to fuck to other places. Yes, and in the waiting room he sat a secretary, in which he would hardly began to indulge in sexual pleasures right behind the wall from her. This miniature blonde has long annoyed Eugene. In her eyes, she looked like a doll. Not only did she openly envy her pretty face and natural hair color, she also suspected that she was putting her playful pussy to her boss right at the workplace, which distracts Sergey from his “permanent lover”. She did not want to share his member with anyone, and even more so with some brainless empty board.

When she reached the building she needed, she looked warily up at the windows of Sergei's office. For some reason, she was restless in her soul. Having accelerated her pace even more, she literally took off to the third floor and walked past the rooms of other small firms, at the very end of the corridor. Leaving on both hands the doors of the cabinets where the workplaces of Sergey's subordinates were located, the woman entered her reception room without knocking. To her surprise, she was empty. But suddenly, the door of the chief’s office opened abruptly and so hated Eugenia Arina literally fell out.
The reddened blonde was a bit soaked up and straightened down her pencil skirt right on the move. When she saw the visitor, she shuddered and blushed even more, as if she had been caught for something indecent.

- Hello, how can I help you? - She immediately gathered and asked a professional question.
- Sergey in the office? - Without greeting the guest answered the question with a question.
- Yes, but he is busy ... I asked not to disturb ... - The secretary began to fuss and ran to the table to answer the phone call.
Taking advantage of the fact that the road to the office was free, Eugenia immediately rushed straight to the cherished door.
- Wait, you can not go there! - At the last moment I managed to shout Arina, holding the receiver with my hand.
But in simple words the agitated woman was unstoppable. Eugene literally broke into the next room and found her lover at his desk, laying out the scattered documents in two piles.
- Zhenya!? - He was genuinely surprised.
- Where are you gone !? - In a terrible tone, a guest “ran” at him.
- Why are you so ... Wicked? - Distractedly said the man.

- I'm not angry, I'm worried about you! He left two weeks ago, since then neither hearing nor spirit has come from you. Yesterday I should have already returned, but the phone is not available! - Having spoken, the woman was already ready to calm down, when suddenly, looking closer, drew attention to the not quite official appearance of Sergey.
The tie lay directly on the table, and the two top buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned. On Friday, one could still “justify” a looser form of clothing, but it was still far from the last working day of the week.
- Yes, you know what kind of nonsense happened ... - The man was still confused by the unexpected visit of his mistress. - I drowned the phone, but I did not manage to restore the sim card yet.

- And where did you manage to drown the phone in Moscow? In the Moscow River bathed? Or, again, some whores in the sauna fucked, and they "drowned" him there.
- So, Zhen. - Finally, the man pulled himself together. - First, change the tone. You're not my wife, so I reported to you! - Raising the voice, he said.
- But I was worried ... - The woman died of fervor, but the owner of the cabinet did not let her finish her speech.
- Secondly! - He said even louder. - Tell me humanly, and without raids, what did you want?
- I missed. - Honestly admitted guest. - I came to you, and then your maramoika came out of the office ...

- I see that our conversation does not add up. Give ka without insults and screams. Oh, as in school: go out and log in "as it should be." - He wanted to defuse the situation a little, but the woman did not understand the joke.
- Are you kidding? “She’s angry again.”
- Pfff ... - Sergey raised his eyes to the ceiling and exhaled loudly. “I understand, you are obviously very upset about something, but I don’t like you like that.” Yes, and now I have my case.Let us meet with you tomorrow evening, take a trip to one of our favorite places and, as it should, dispel alcohol and other related attributes?
- Fix the phone! - Eugene angrily replied to his proposal quite satisfactory to her ...