people in the hall. What can we say about Zhenya and Arina, who were rooting for their sons most fiercely. When the judge predictably declared the winner to be Arina’s son, she turned to Zhenya and said:
- A beautiful fight, do not worry, next time you are lucky! - She spoke sincerely, without any mockery. However, Zhenya again took her phrase in her own way, with an emphasis on the word “lucky,” thinking that she means that without luck, her son has no chance.
- Well, well ... - she squeezed out of herself, stopping the video.
After a few more fights, the boxing competition ended. At the final award ceremony, the chief judge handed the winners certificates and empty passes to the pool, where you could enter any name. And if the first winners happily announced that they would give them to their girls and friends, Zhenya’s son, Dima, publicly declared that he would give it to his mother, causing loud applause in the hall, and the woman who had risen from her seat almost burst into tears from tenderness and joy. for the success of his son.

Seeing such a violent reaction to the words of Dima, the son of Arina after him also announced that he was giving a subscription to her. The judge summarized their decision, praising both mothers for their well-bred sons, which drove both into the paint for another five minutes.
When the children approached them, they all five of them congratulated each other and sincerely comforted upset Andrew. Everyone around rejoiced for each other, except for Eugene, within which mixed feelings raged again. Once again, only the sight of a smiling and laughing blonde annoyed her, and she wanted to attach her hand a couple of times from her heart to her flushed cheeks.
- Well, home? I can give you a lift! - She asked, sincerely offering her help.
But Zhenya’s pride, in any case, would not have allowed her to accept the invitation and she was ready to snap back when suddenly one of her sons interrupted her:
- We would still hang out here. Vaughn and the girls will now speak.

- Yes, yes, I would stay too. - Agreed son Arina.
- Why don't you try subscriptions to the pool? - Someone from the guys suggested.
- What do you mean, I don't even have a swimsuit with me! - Arina threw up her hands.
- Arinochka - Eugene turned on her malice, winding herself internally to an extreme degree. - In such bathing suits, in which you go to the beach, it is indecent to go to the public pool!
Not everyone understood her hint, and the woman herself didn’t have anything concrete, just tried once more to stab Arina with her remark, which really embarrassed her.
- I propose to buy suitable swimsuits in a sports store and really try out a subscription. The boys tried so hard! - Turning to her downcast gaze interlocutor, said Eugene.
Without waiting for Arina's answer, the children regarded this phrase as an unequivocal answer and in a couple of seconds were already going to a flock of girls-athletes warming up before their competitions.

- Let's go to! - The woman took the hand of her friend, confused by her sudden mood swings, after which she confidently dragged her to the exit.
The nearest sports shop was located five minutes walk or one minute drive from them. Deciding for themselves and for Arina, that they would not spend time and energy on walking, Zhenya dragged the woman to her own car.
Arina was silent all the time and convulsively tried to understand where from Zhenya suddenly had so much agility and a desire to definitely buy a swimsuit today and try the pool. Although, in general, she really loved to swim and she herself was not averse to refreshing herself. The only thing that confused her was the company and the insistence of her new acquaintance.
Having flopped on the front seat of the car first, Zhenya carefully followed Arina as she sat in the driver's seat and, as a result of a carelessly raised skirt, her stockings immediately appeared. The woman did not notice this, responsibly throwing a belt over her shoulder and adjusting the mirrors.

Eugene again seemed to be shocked: along with the thoughts that this brazen secret secretary continued to shine before the head with her slender legs, jealousy returned. At the same time, she wanted to undress this bitch again and enjoy the view of her naked body. Feeling her wound up again by a mixture of jealousy, anger and sexual desire, she put her hand on her hip and tattered:
- And you, I see, love stockings.
This time, the current hit Arina already. The heat from the palm of an impudent woman with a wave spread all over her body and she, staring in dismay at one point in front of her.
- You can not answer, I still tend to the fact that you're still a slut!
- I am not like this! - The woman screamed, straightening her skirt, which covered Eugene's hand a little above. Arm itself, Arina was afraid to touch and clean.

- Do not lie to me, bitch! - Her recent rapist boiled over. - I know how Sergei you put under customers! How you sucked them in the sauna, like a cheap prostitute! Yes, yes, I'm aware of this, he boasted of you, your success in the field of unprincipled whores!
Eugene did not lie, she actually knew about another side of the life of her lover and his secretary. Sergey himself once told me how lucky he is that Arina is able not only to shift papers, but also if she is put under pressure and threatened with certain consequences, she can help him a little on business trips and communication with uncompromising clients. Of course, she did it not for her pleasure.
The woman's face immediately became crimson and, once again, she regretted that she had once agreed to such “working out” additional bonuses. In this situation, she was frightened not only by the pressure and rudeness of the woman in the next seat, but also by the constant fear of being revealed. Zhenya did not specifically remove her hand, feeling a growing power over this supple blonde. She was sorry for her and blame for her yesterday’s behavior, she no longer remembered. She again broke the silence:
“You can answer me nothing, but the fact that you fucking don't deny it annoys me.”

Arina remained silent, feeling ready to burst into tears of shame at any second. Not reducing the pressure, seeing her condition, Eugene jerked up the hem of her dress and stared in surprise at her naked pubis.
“Mdaaa ...” she drawled. - And after that, you still dare to say that you are not like that?
- This is Sergey told me to walk like that! For faults at work! I'm not guilty! - Finally, burst Arina.
- All of you, whores, say so! Would you like to say that this is your boss told you to go to your son's competitions in stockings and no panties?
- I just did not have time to change clothes!
- Oh, do not lie to me, bitch! Probably, you are flowing from the sight of young boys? Maybe you and your son fuck?
- No, what are you !?
- Oh, I do not believe you, Arina! She did not have time to change clothes! Well, yes, give me your handbag.

At the same time, she reached out and took it without demand. Rummaging in her for half a minute, she never found her panties.
“Well, when were you going to wear them, if you don't even have them with you?”
- They stayed at work ...
- Right! Where else would they be !? You're at work at the clients of the company sucking, and not at home! I wonder what your job title is? Home minetchitsa LLC such? - stupidly she joked.
Arina could not stand it and yet burst into tears, unable to bear humiliation, closing her eyes with her palms.
- Okay, do not cry. - I pretended that Eugene had mercy. In fact, it was again unstoppable, like yesterday. - I hardly blame you. Well, you love to fuck, you love to suck dicks. I am also a woman and I love it too. Not to the same extent as you, of course. Simply you also like to show yourself. Maybe you're an exhibitionist? And come on, right there and check it out!
With these words, she again grabbed her skirt with both hands and pulled hard upstairs, exposing her tight legs and neat pubis.
“Okay, stop sharpening the lungs, I want to go swimming, let's go to the store!”

- Right like that !? - The girl was terrified. - Will they see me !?
- But who will see you, who needs you !? Go!... Read more →