The story is written at the request of the reader, the continuation of the story "Bet". Names changed. Real story or not, I can not say.

I quite often watched the video I recorded on the camera. And every time I was overwhelmed with great excitement, although I knew the contents of the video by heart. Irina, I did not show it, although initially such plans were. Why? I felt my guilt ... Yes, if there hadn't been that stupid argument and nothing has happened. I was absolutely sure of that. Why did I not stop when it was still possible? Why did you let Fuck ... your wife? I myself could not give an answer to these questions. And I was afraid of my wife’s questions even more. It turned out that I myself was to blame for everything.

For obvious reasons, I did not raise a conversation on this topic either. The wife also was silent on this topic. And I hoped that she did not remember anything, nevertheless Ira drank too much that evening ...

So everything remains as before. No, I lie ... As it was now, it could no longer be ... Now I was jealous of her, before there was no such thing at all. He was constantly jealous, although there was no reason. All she had to do was stay at work for a while, and if she came with the smell of alcohol ... I even checked her phone, for strange calls and text messages. Checked and comp - correspondence in social networks and inbox, since there was no password. Alas, I did not find anything criminal. But, nevertheless, in the light of recent events, thoughts moved in one direction ... Mentally represented such pictures that a member hardened in pants ... Jealousy and arousal in one bottle!

I was driving these thoughts away from me ... Assuring myself that everything turned out then because Ira was too drunk (as the saying goes a drunk woman ... not a hostess) and because of my complete inactivity ... In general, everything happened by coincidence ... And only I am to blame for everything alone ... And my Irishka is not at all to blame ...

Since Ilya, I have not seen or heard. I was not going to give him a bottle of brandy, although I lost the argument. He won his winnings for my adventure in full ... In kind!

Two months passed. The remorse about my dispute with Ilya gradually subsided. Life went on as usual.

I sat in the hall and watched football on TV, while drinking beer. My wife was sitting in the bedroom at the computer; she hates football. In general, nothing ordinary ... My mobile phone rang and went into the bedroom, picked up the phone and went back to the hall ... The essence of the conversation is not so important, it is important what happened in the bedroom for a few seconds of my stay there ... I and he didn’t immediately pay attention to Ira’s strange behavior, and only when he finished the conversation and started watching TV again ... When I went into the bedroom, she sat in a social network (the page was not familiar to me) and corresponded with someone. My appearance was so unexpected for her that she hesitated a little and turned the page a little late, and with an embarrassed look stared at the headband ... it is illegal. The fact that my wife was sitting on social networks was well known to me; moreover, she registered me wherever possible. It was interesting to me at first, but then I lost interest in this. She continued to communicate ...

Honestly, I was intrigued by her behavior ...

The next day, while she was in the bath, I decided to find out the reason for her strange behavior. But here I was waiting for a bummer - the entrance to her system was password-protected! This has not happened before either! I did not understand anything. Why did she set the password? I made several attempts to find a password using various options, but all is useless.

I was curious about what was there. At home, the opportunity to do this was not possible, I had to do at work. For a start, it was necessary to determine the site.Classmates, in contact and my world were swept away at once, I knew their pages, but here was something else. The sites turned out pretty well, and it took me a while to find what I was looking for. In addition, I had to register everywhere. It took more time to find Ira on the site. Found her page, it turned out and not so difficult. I walked on its page ... Nothing special, like on other sites - guests, friends, photos, photo ratings, comments to them ... A couple of dozen photos, I knew everyone very well - I took photos of myself, and I also appreciated some. There are a lot of friends, like everywhere else ... Well, nothing criminal ... But her behavior gave me no peace - why did she then hastily turn the page? Her correspondence remained, but of course I could not get there.

I went to our computer programmer, said that I could not get on some sites, I forgot my password ... What should I do? He was messing with me and he could not refuse me, and he threw me the program, explaining my further actions. It remained the most simple and the most difficult - to get into the system of the spouse. To my surprise, it turned out to be not at all difficult - I just asked her to let me in for ten minutes, find something urgent on the Internet. Irina reluctantly let me go, having previously closed all her tabs. She stood a little behind me and then left the room ... And I immediately put the flash drive in and started the program. Most of all I was afraid that my wife would return and see my machinations. Time dragged on so slowly, I was soaked with excitement. Finally, the scan was over, the tablet dropped out, there was no time to examine it, and I threw it on the USB flash drive ...

The next day at work, after waiting for the time that my wife would not be at home, I went to the site, but already under her nickname. I had to spend more than one day to review her entire correspondence. And I can say that there were some surprises waiting for me there, but about them a little later. Having run through her correspondence, I would break it into several groups.

The first and biggest part of it was an ordinary chatter - compliments, flowers, of course, virtual wishes of good morning, afternoon, and the like. The correspondence was sluggish, and I was not interested ...

The second ... I took representatives of sunny Turkey to her - complements in broken Russian, an invitation to come to rest, a promise of unforgettable impressions and not at all from a rest ... And in confirmation of their words, they sent photos that showed if they wanted to spend time with my wife ... I also took representatives from Georgia, Armenia, Azerbaijan and our resort cities here. They had everything in order with the Russian, but the sentences did not differ from the Turkish ones ... In short, they would like to fuck my wife, and talked about this in plain language ... Some sent a photo of their own, perhaps not their own, dignity ... And everyone wanted to see my wife in the nude and asked to send a photo ...

The most interesting thing is that Irina answered some of them ... I couldn’t understand by what principle ... I didn’t send photos to nude, but answered evasively to invitations, such as my husband wouldn’t let one go to rest ... There was a category who were ready to come themselves ... Many asked for a phone, Skype ... In general, the correspondence was extensive and quite versatile ...

And finally, the third ... She was the one I was most interested in, there was very little in it, ten people ... But she was very interesting and covered a wide range of topics, I will say more, there were no forbidden topics ... I took a few more days to read this correspondence carefully.

Most of all I was intrigued by correspondence with a certain Leo. Unlike most others, it was longer and ... more outspoken. Besides, as it turned out later, he was from our city ... I read her like a good detective story, I just could not tear myself away!

I will not describe all their correspondence, for the reason that most of it is of no interest. Yes, and takes a lot of places. Therefore, I will take pieces of correspondence, adding to them my emotions, comments and feelings ...

So...Correspondence with Leo began, as well as most of compliments, pictures with flowers, wishes of good morning, etc. ... And if I had not seen the latest messages, ...