In the silence of the night the floor creaked treacherously. Julia stopped sniffing. Her mother, Tatiana Nikolaevna, froze in one place, afraid to move. My daughter mumbled something in her sleep and turned on her left side, her nose buried between the pillow and the wall. After a couple of moments, she sniffed even louder and Tatiana breathed a sigh of relief. She gently removed her foot from the creaking board and very slowly moved toward the bed. Ilya slept on his back without making a sound. The woman was breathing heavily, having seen the body of a naked guy in the night. She gently laid her hand on his shoulder and gently shook her. Illya started and opened his eyes wide.

- Shhh, - Tatiana touched the guy's lips with the index finger of her left hand. - Do not be noisy. Come on, - she looked at her daughter. - Only quiet, Julia not wake up.

Ilya followed the woman out of the room with his eyes, swung his legs from the bed, got up, and went after her. Entering the kitchen, the guy looked around in search of Tatiana. Consciousness was still clouded with remnants of sleep. Ilya closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side. That was a mistake! In my head rang. Before that, the dark kitchen had lost all shape. As if someone had pumped out all the remnants of light. Gradually, the kitchen began to recover. Ilya looked around and saw Tatyana in the doorway leading to the hallway. She beckoned him behind her with a gesture of her hand and disappeared. The guy went to a small room and saw a woman on the street heading for the boiler room. Throwing on his slippers, he left the house. As soon as he stepped over the threshold of the boiler room, a door slammed shut behind him.

- I really thought I would not tolerate! - Tatiana tightly pressed to her Ilya, clasped his face with her hands and began to shower with kisses. - You were not there for three weeks, could you send someone else on a business trip? And today, Gena was spinning around you all day. I thought I could not stand it, I’ll throw myself at you right in front of him.

Tatiana lowered her hand and squeezed the nature of the guy through the panties.

- I couldn't even fall asleep! Everything is itching, Genka snores right in the ear, everything climbs into my head ... Come on, quick.

- No one will wake up?

- Oh! My now from the gun can not wake up. I cried today in honor of your arrival, now I will sleep until morning like a woodchuck! And Julia ... - Tatiana stopped short. - In general, do not worry. Let's do some business!

Tatiana sat down and pulled off her panties. Two small windows were located opposite the street lamp, giving enough light to not stumble on a chair standing in the aisle, and to see the dignity of a guy dangling in front of his nose. Tatyana jumped at the dick. She immediately felt how he began to swell. He bared her head and closed her lips around her with greed. Tatyana felt a rhythmic twitch pressed to her penis and lips. As if sucking, she moved her head towards the pubis and felt how the guy, fully ready for action, put his cock against her throat. Still slowly, the woman moved back and released the penis from her mouth. She lifted her head up, and with her hand clutched at the object of her desires and began to rub her saliva over it.

- Oooo, - Tatiana stood up, but her hand was still there. “You have no idea how hard it was for me today.”

Ilya felt his hand grabbed and pulled somewhere. Penetrating under the hem of a nightgown and a robe thrown over her, he felt hot flesh. On Tatyana there were no panties. Sexual lips recognized the stranger and happily parted, skipping inside. Two fingers slipped into the depths of the wet tunnel, and in a moment the woman's legs squeezed the midnight visitor.

- Quiet. - Tatiana squeezed guys hard. Her heavy breaths could be heard outside. - Let's go ... on the sofa ... there ...

The woman gently clasped the guy's hand, and very slowly dismissed herself. I let go of his penis and headed towards the small sofa, reeling.

“Phew,” Tatiana threw aside where did the jacket come from and looked at Ilya. She climbed onto the couch, pulled up a dressing gown up to her waist along with a nightie, and, bulging her ass, settled herself more comfortably.

- ... Oh, - Tatiana wanted to say something, but she was interrupted. She felt every cell of her vagina invited guest. Grabbing her nails into the trim, Tatyana closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Her face had spread a silly smile. Slow and measured tremors. Gradually, the pace began to grow. Breath adjusted to this rhythm. Inhale at the exit, and exhale at the entrance.

- Come on, Ilyushenka, faster ... faster! - Tatiana still remembered where she was, and tried to speak as quietly as possible. - Do me good! Come on, honey, come on!

My head is clouded. Tatiana gritted her teeth with force and gripped the sofa upholstery even more. Eyes rolled and legs trembled. Back arched, and my toes curled.

Ilya, having caught the moment of orgasm, penetrated the woman to its full length and firmly pressed her to him. She tried to get off the member, but he would not let her.

Tatyana relaxed and allowed herself to fall. She was lying on her couch, and her butt was sticking out when Illya came out of her. He kissed her on the buttock and went to the other side. Tatiana opened her eyes and saw before her arousal.

“Ilya, I have something over with all my strength,” Tatiana turned over onto her back and lifted her clothes above the navel. - Come on today.

The guy stood over the woman and touched his hand between her legs. He grabbed hold of his dick and, after having sexted his lips, plunged into the bowels of wonderful sensations. Tatiana closed her eyes and ran her tongue over her upper lip. With the last strength, she raised her hands and walked with her marigolds on the guy's back. Ilya entered the woman with a flourish, knocking out all the air from her lungs when their bodies touched. Tatiana already thought that she was about to faint when Illya came out of her and rushed up. She automatically raised her head and opened her mouth. Catching a member, without even opening her eyes, Tatiana closed her lips, sucked him, and held her tongue from the bottom of the head. The first jet of sperm hit in the throat. Tatiana coughed without opening her busy mouth, and tried to block her tongue with her mouth. The woman tasted the warm male seed. The guy just pushed, and his mouth opened involuntarily. Semen ran down her chin and neck. Ilya stepped back, climbed over the woman and sat down next to her. Tatiana threw back her head and inhaled her nose. After a short breath, she opened her eyes and saw a look on her full of desire. Tatiana smiled, turned her head slightly to the side so that Ilya could see better, closed her lips, and swallowed all the sperm that was in her possession. Then he held a finger on his neck and licked it.

...

- Tan, yesterday you did not go to the boiler room? - Gennady went into the bathroom, where the washing Tatiana.

- No, why? - on the back ran a chill.

Gennady was rather quick-tempered, and all he could do was guess what would happen if he found out about treason. Especially, about change with the son-in-law.

- I last night his old jacket found there. I wanted to take it to the garage, so I put it on the sofa, so as not to forget. And now I’ve come in - the jacket is lying on the floor, the blanket is all crumpled.

- In the evening? And you have not forgotten what condition you were in ... - Tatiana paused, emphasizing the next word. - ... in the evening?

- Is that me? Want to say, I fell on the sofa, threw the jacket on the floor and left?

- And who knows what you did there? I have not even seen you in the boiler room came.

- Hmmm ...

Gennady left the bathroom, and Tatiana mentally swore and swore to continue to be more careful.

...

Is cheating considered ...? If you ask this question - congratulations, you have changed your partner, or are going to change. But are all betrayals the same? What is worse? If your husband cheats on you with your mother, or if your wife occasionally participates in orgies? You can take anyone's side, but until you yourself turn out to be one of these parties, you cannot judge anyone.

Ilya was not curious. He did not care, because of what ...