Sundress nalez with little difficulty, the body has not completely dried. The fabric was a little wet, and the chest became clearly visible.

“It will dry soon,” thought Sveta. - These lustful goats and so constantly undress me with a look, let them rejoice a little, until they leave for the city. Moreover, usually everyone already leaves for dinner and I will finally be alone! ”

The girl fluttered out of the car wash, appeared before her husband and Igor.

- Get out here, and I'll go clean the grill. - The husband did not pay any attention to her outfit.

“I will help you,” said Igor, turning greetfully, addressing the girl.

Sveta wanted to protest, but her husband had already left the bath.

- Then you collect more suitable food in separate plates, and throw out the rest, - she tuned in the working mood, she began to give instructions. - And I will remove the towels and sweep the floor.

- Yes captain! - Igor jokingly saluted.

- Did you throw towels here, or what? - grumbled girl who had to get them from under the sofa and chairs. At the same time she bent down, sometimes getting up on all fours to get to them. Sundress, and so not long, in these moments almost opened her ass, but she, focused on cleaning, did not notice it. But Igor every time felt the look of her buttocks, and sometimes, when the girl was bending strongly, then her panties. Gathering the towels in one pile, she folded them neatly and laid them at the door to carry them into the house. Igor finished cleaning the dishes, moved the table to the window, and Sveta picked up a broom and began to sweep the floor. I had to sweep out on all fours from under the armchairs and the couch, as she knew that Paul would peek under them, checking the cleanliness. Igor was constantly spinning alongside, raising the furniture, but still more disturbing than helping her.

“Raise the sofa, I will sweep dirt out from under it,” she asked Igor.

She walked up, lifted him with one hand, and the girl knelt again, trying to sweep away the accumulated dust from the far corner. When she went down, the guy from behind gently caught her hem, lifted it up and laid it on her back. It turned out that the sundress did not cover anything, and the girl did not even notice. Igor eagerly looked at her buttocks, separated by a strip of strings. Then with one hand holding the sofa, the other he lowered onto her ass so that the fingers fell on the crotch.

- Why are you wearing the panties again? - Igor asked, pushing the string between the sexual sponges.

- Are you completely ofanarel? - She exclaimed angrily, straightening and straightening sundress.

- Yesterday the whole evening shone pussy, today on the stairs, as if on purpose, she showed me. - Igor pressed her against the wall with the weight of his body and grabbed her ass. - In the morning I was still screaming like Pasenka when Pasha fucked you. You're teasing me on purpose, aren't you?

All this time he was kneading her buttocks under a sundress. Sveta hesitated: Igor was Sergey's best friend, and she understood that sooner or later he would tell him everything. She did not know what to do. The guy, thinking that the girl was deliberately frozen and ready to give him, lowered her panties and began to caress her crotch, running two fingers there.

“Leave me alone,” Sveta moaned, hardly pushing him away.

She quickly returned the panties to the place and with a pounding heart ran out of the bath. At the barbecue, my husband fumbled along with Vlad and Sergey. Sveta wanted to run away into the house, so as not to approach them for the time being, and remembered that she had left towels at the entrance to the bath-house - it was a good excuse to go without lingering past them. The girl opened the door, saw Igor's contented face, grabbed the tutu and hurried into the house, hoping that Paul would not stop her and not notice the blush on her cheeks.

She quickly crossed the lot, went into the kitchen and threw towels into a washing machine, which, thank God, was in the country. Sveta leaned against the wall, trying to collect her thoughts: “What is happening? Why in the last two days, everyone is pestering me? After all, the same Sergey and Igor used to max out only with my eyes, but now one gave vent to his hands, and the second one really fucked me. Maybe the matter is still in me? ”.

In fact, she was right: teenagers at the crossing woke her passionate asleep in a girl from the honeymoon, and now her every movement was unconsciously filled with eroticism. If earlier she was just leaning, now she is surely having arched her back. If earlier she looked at men, first of all appreciating their facial expressions, now her eyes wandered through their bodies. Naturally, also unconsciously, the guys felt it and, encouraged by alcohol, allowed themselves much more.

A little thought and rest, she went out of the house, because she understood that at any moment Sergey could come in and order to have sex with him. And next to her husband was calmer. It is only necessary to hold on for an hour, and there everyone will already begin to go home.

- Boys, can I help you? - Trying not to meet his eyes with Sergey, she asked.

“Please bring my wallet,” her husband asked.

- What for? - she was surprised.

- The firewood is almost over, I know that in the village they sell already chopped, I’m going to go, I agree to bring it. The guys promised to help drag them into the woodshed and fold, you need to use the moment!

My heart sank into my heels. It's still about five hours! Sveta stared at the rather grinning Sergei.

- M-maybe next time? - she mumbled.

At this time, Sergei showed her a fist behind her husband, letting her know that she did not dissuade him.

- Why pull until next time? I alone can’t even manage it in a day, ”Paul said reasonably.

Sveta doomedly went back to the house. She realized that she could not avoid sex with Sergei. If only he did not tell the rest! The girl went upstairs, took out her husband's wallet and went downstairs. Sergey was waiting for her there.

“Why did you think that, bitch,” he moved to her threateningly. - Thought to stay here for the whole week and get rid of me this way? Forgot your promises yesterday?

- No, I'm not on purpose! I was so scared in the morning that Pasha could find out everything, so I asked to stay because of fear. - Her voice trembled. - But I don’t take my words back, do you want to make you a minetik?

- Okay, you want to stay, stay. The week is not a great time. - Satisfied with her resignation, said Sergey. - But then today you will work to the fullest!

“I will do everything that you say,” she lowered her eyes humbly, she realized that it was better not to argue with him.

- Well done, so be it right away. - Sergey liked it when the girls submitted to him. Therefore, to the Light, he so stubbornly pestered, because she always kept him at a distance. - Come on, hubby is waiting for us.

They left the house. Pavel, Igor and Vlad discussed how much better to take firewood. The girl handed the wallet to her husband, he opened it and counted out the money, thinking how much to take with him. He did not want to carry his entire wallet, because he was wearing only shorts, without a bag. At this time, Sergey said something quietly to the other guys, Igor grinned fiercely, Vlad shot a glance at her. The light felt a bad foreboding.

- Serega, make a company? Go far, but I don’t want to sit behind the wheel after yesterday’s drunk. - Pavel asked.

“Druzhban, I'm sorry, but in such a heat it’s going to be dragged,” he disowned.

Sveta, realizing that she had to rehabilitate herself in the eyes of Sergey, said:

- Honey, what are you guys straining? They, such good fellows, and so will firewood to drag. Let them rest for a while, get drunk, run off alone. - Vlad looked at her in surprise.

- Well, drunks, relax! - waved a hand husband and went to the door.

The gate slammed behind him, and the girl looked at Sergey, realizing that now she was completely dependent on his actions.

- Let's go to the house, why stand in the heat? - He hugged the girl in a businesslike manner.

- But here the sun is nice dress shines through, - Igor licked his lips, frankly staring at her chest, shining ... Read more →