They sat across from me in three. Pete and Alex stood in the doorway, and at the table, spread out the papers, two lawyers, my Stephen and the neighbor Nathaniel. My wife Sinti was sitting in a big white chair, and the neighbors, Joanna and Mike, were sitting on the sofa by the right side. I turned to face the main actors:
"So, my dear, actually why I gathered you ...".
I turned to my wife:
"Honey, sit down on the sofa to Michael ..."
Sinti raised an eyebrow, but when I said that I would see them all better, she moved.
“So, you can sit closer to him, do not be shy ... you have become accustomed to a much closer relationship. BUT? My dear lovers!

Joanna's jaw dropped, and our sweet couple sat as if nothing had happened. I continued:
“Yes, Mrs. Morgan. Lovers and for a long time engaged in this ... ".
Michael tried to jump, but Pete took him firmly from behind his shoulders:
“Sit, friend. Run off ... "
The neighbor lowered his head.
"So ..."
I started this unpleasant, but necessary procedure:
"Since the guys all know it, well, almost everything, mostly a story for you, Mrs. Morgan ... Let's start from the beginning."

My name is Artem. I came to the States about eight years ago. I was twenty five. I quickly got a job in my specialty - I am an electronics engineer, a specialist in security systems - worked for over a year and turned out to be in good standing with the chef. In general, he rose to the territorial director, and then pulled his boys out of the house and Alexey, Alex local, opened a firm for installing and servicing security and surveillance systems. In general, things went ... My guys were a pro with a capital letter, and I shared with them an interesting info on clients, without really lowering my office. Three years ago, I got married and moved to this city, where my firm recently opened an office. Our neighbors, the Morgan couple, somehow I didn’t like it right away. Husband Michael, younger than his wife, was somehow unnaturally sweet, pristavuch and all the time strove to ask for a visit. Joanna was older than his five years, and was the exact opposite to him.

I had an equal attitude towards her, a neighbor and a neighbor. I felt a catch in the tail section, but nothing seemed to happen. Sinti did not seem to react at all to her neighbor, but, as they say, the sediment remained. About half a year ago, I ordered my guys to supply me with a tracking system developed by me and which had no analogues on the market. I pursued two goals at once. The first is to test the system in action and, on occasion, to show potential clients, and the second, to see what happens at home during my business trips. The guys worked two days while Sinti left for her parents in Idaho. Cameras and microphones were installed everywhere, in rooms, toilet, bathroom, corridors, office, workshop, garage and in the territory by the pool and in the summer kitchen. They put sensors that allowed to write video and sound only if there were objects in motion starting from a child of ten years, so as not to clog the memory with extra info.

Miracles did not begin immediately. At first, during my absences, and business trips lasted from a day to ten to twelve days, Cynthia behaved normally. Often she called, said she was bored and jerked off for the night, and sometimes during the day. Mike came across the sight quite often and regularly, and on one of my lengthy departures, he showed up on the fifth day, in the middle of the day, and began to woo my wife with a very specific purpose. And as a result, I achieved my goal ... Despite my relative youth, I had already consumed marital infidelity and I had specific reasons to believe that the overwhelming majority of women are whores. Just need to know where to click. Know where her button is ...

Listening to my story, Mike pressed his head more and more into the treatment, my unfaithful little wife was sitting white as chalk, her eyes on the floor, and her neighbor Joe, not believing her ears, looked from one to the other and again to me ...
"It seems that all adults are ..."
- I took the remote and turned on a huge TV on the wall:
“So, let's see the first part of the film“ How I became a traitor ”. You are both traitors? How not? You have betrayed your husband, and our terrible ebak your wife "
and I pressed the button ... The video spun. The first five minutes, my lying wife still pretended to resist. Then he went, went ... Michael insistently said that no one will know anything, there is nothing terrible in this, but to torture yourself and endure while the husband is away when it's just such a stupid shitty guy in the neighborhood. Wife? Come on, you're not serious! The old woman does not know, but he knows even to hell with her ... just think! And so on. Next was sex. Dumb and merciless. Mike laid out Sinti on the table in the kitchen and just fucked, finished on her stomach and pussy, depicting passion on his face and washed off ...

She could not say that Cynthia was in the seventh heaven. Sex as sex, with my husband was no worse ... even ... Washing away the lover's sperm in her soul, she really experienced treason. Then still worried. The cheating woman sat in the bedroom for a long time, turned a mobile phone in her fingers and even shed a few tears when her eyes fell on their photo together with her husband. My heart was somehow disgusting, like looking at my husband's eyes after that ... But the most disgusting thing was that a worm was stirring inside, whispering to her - nothing terrible happened, but where is the notorious husband? Dangle on business trips ... And what remains to you? Jerking off at twenty-eight? Will know how to leave a young wife unattended! If she knew under what supervision they are with her lover ...

The video ended and I continued:
“Cynthia, here you made the first big mistake. This is so-so treason. Confluence of circumstances ... I will tell you frankly, if you were at this moment ... even, to hell with it, even that day, would collect me and say: “Darling, trouble has happened”, I would forgive you. Yes, not in one day, but I would forgive. But here it happened that ... you suffered. Mike said that no one would know, and after all the truth ... Who will tell anyone? And you forgot your husband too, and the fact that Mike is married ... Your pussy carried you further, and here the clever fucker Mikey did not let you come to his senses. In the evening he is with you again, oh, a miracle, we see a completely different sex ... ".
I cut the video. Yes, it was a different sex. My wife, smiling lasciviously, withered Mike a pleasure to suck, smack and moan, and he then licked her pussy and began to fuck her right on our bed with her. There was no more talk about the fact that ashamed and about husbands and wives. There were phrases like:
"I want you to always fuck me so, drop dead, never fuck so much, enjoy the bitch, come on whore fuck ...".
He thumped her ass and she screamed already quite like a real whore, and when he finished her mouth and face, he smiled rather, called him dear and said that she was a “boring hubby, so she never fucked her and certainly didn't finish in her mouth ". And she frankly liked it ...

She was the first time in three years of marriage sucking someone else's dick. Then everything was easier, Sinti ebla without brakes, in bouts of euphoria, screaming something to her lover, moaning like the last fucking and after all the truth had ended as a result ... Considering the finished face in the soul, Sinti realized that now she was a whore. Something else moved in her little soul and she whispered:
"Forgive my dear, I am no longer a good girl ...",
Sinti paused for a moment, stuck her head out and played lustfully with her tongue
“I do not regret. Hello, sweetie hubby! Aim, and Bad Gyrl! "...

Neighbor asked for a drink. Yes, there is something to zabuhat. I splashed a whiskey glass, threw the ice and gave it to her.

Stop. I spoke:
“Actually, you can put an end here, but ... After all, this is only the tip of the iceberg, right Mikey? Tell me yourself? No ... well, well, I myself. "
I turned to Cynthia, who, climbing with her legs on the sofa, covered her head with her hands and wept quietly.
"You're a good girl, Sinti ..."
- she delighted startled, but then it was bitter:
"Only you have two evils, ...