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Tensioning rumbling motor, an old Ford overcame another climb. A middle-aged man was driving, in a shabby baseball cap and a plaid shirt. The three-day stubble gave the pretty face a kind of sullen expression. In his movements felt fatigue and desire to quickly finish this tedious race.

Noticing a small lawn in the predawn haze, he abruptly turned the steering wheel to the right and pressed the brake pedal. The car stopped. The engine, having made the last turns, happily stalled. The man, opening the door, hardly got out of the car and sat down, clung to the wheel. A few minutes later he was asleep.

Dreamed wife Tamara. He met with her during the passage of military service in the army. The eighteen-year-old girl was a good ulcer, she didn’t climb into her pocket after the word and was cool to the guys. At the same time she was slim, pretty and self-confident. Eugene fell in love immediately and irrevocably. The boys warned that he was not going to cut the bitch on his shoulder, but this only added to the confidence that he would still fight for this girl. And he won. Tamara became his wife, and a year later, a son, Andrei, was born, now fourteen years old.

In the dream, Tamara stroked his head, gently kissed him on the lips and laughed loudly. Eugene wanted to hug her, but his arms were embraced by the emptiness, and he abruptly woke up. The dream turned out to be so obvious that at the first moment I didn’t even realize that I was on the road - on the way to my beloved. In the groin zanylo sweetly, but it was necessary to go and relax ahead of time was not worth it.

Tamara now with her son was in a sanatorium, where Eugene bought a ticket for himself and his wife. But two days before departure, a call came in from Moscow to debug the equipment, which Eugene's company put to them. His partner, Nikolai, was on vacation, so he had to go without options. Instead of himself, he offered his wife to take a son, so as not to return the ticket and not spoil the vacation. So did.

He returned from a business trip a week after his wife’s departure. Thank God that the setup did not take more time than planned. How to proceed further, he decided while still on the train — in his car to go to his wife’s sanatorium, rent a room near him and continue the vacation with the whole family.

A little sleep gave strength. The eyes no longer stuck together, and the brain was clear enough to continue to build a further rest plan. The navigator showed that twenty-two kilometers remained to the end of the road.

“First of all I will rent a room, take a shower, have a bite, and then to the family,” thought Eugene, driving into an unfamiliar village, located on the shore of a picturesque lake. The village liked immediately. It was immersed in greenery and a cool breeze from the side of the lake pleasantly refreshed the body.

Found a room without difficulty. The mistress of the house turned out to be a pretty granny, Nina Timofeevna, who, for a small surcharge, offered him to eat at her place. To which Yevgeny gladly agreed. Having rinsed in the summer shower, he quickly changed his clothes and walked to the sanatorium, the benefit was not so far away.

The room, which was occupied by his wife and son, was closed. “Probably, they are walking or on procedures,” thought Eugene, and decided to also go through the territory to kill time. From the sanatorium park, a barely perceptible trail, he stepped onto the shore of the lake. A small sandy beach framed by willow bushes was well protected from the curious glances of passersby. After standing for a few minutes, Eugene was about to leave, when he accidentally saw a son who was hiding in a bush and spying on someone. He did this very carefully, and this interested his father. Eugene did not call Andrei, but tried to go on the other side of the beach.Hiding in thick bushes, he carefully pushed aside the branch, covering the view of a small clearing overgrown with tall grass. Under the beach umbrella were two men and a woman. From the figure, Eugene immediately recognized his wife, but the man was not familiar to him. In their postures, he did not notice anything reprehensible. But the son for some reason followed them. Yes, intrigue! Having settled down more conveniently, he decided to see how this meeting would end.

The sun roasted to the fullest. It became intolerably stuffy. The man in the clearing rose to his full heroic height, straightening his shoulders with a crunch. He was athletic, not a bit fat on his body. But, surprisingly, he was completely naked. The gentleman extended his hand to the lady sitting next to him, and helped her to rise. Thank God, Tom found herself in a bathing suit, which she bought just before the trip, and it was just some strings, but a fairly well-known company and worthless money. There was a scuffling behind the next bush and, then, the sound of fleeing heels. Andrew left his place. So the couple will go home soon. And in fact, Tamara wore a flowery sundress, while the man pulled his shorts over his naked body. They put the rest of the things in two bags and set off. It was not easy to walk on the burning sand, so Tamara took her companion by the hand. Going out on the asphalt path, they warmly said goodbye and went in different directions. Tamara went to the sanatorium, and the young man in the direction of the village.

Eugene went for a man, keeping, just in case, a decent distance. It turned out not so far. At the edge of the village, away from other houses, stood a chic cottage surrounded by a deaf, high brick fence.

After seeing the stranger, Eugene turned back to the sanatorium. On the playground, the boys played football. One of the players separated from the team and, shouting “Batya”, rushed to meet him. Andryukha ran down with his head bent and waving his arms funnyly. Yevgeny wanted to embrace him, but the son, having run up, did not rush into the arms, hesitated friends, but simply extended his hand. Shaking her tightly, her father laid his hand on his shoulders.

- Well, tell me how you live here with the mother? - he asked.

- OK, dad, we live. They feed well, we play football with boys, we go swimming in the lake, we dance at the disco in the evening, ”the son blurted out.

- Well, how is my mother resting?

“It’s okay too,” the son suddenly responded.

- Something you, Andryukha, do not finish speaking. Come on come on!

- Dad, everything is fine! You'd better ask her yourself, ”he said.

- Okay, I ask.

- Well, you go to my mother, and I still drive with the guys.

- Agreed.

Eugene continued on his way to the building of the sanatorium, where his wife lived. There were women sitting on a bench at the entrance and talking about something. And suddenly there was a joyful cry.

- Oh, Zhenya, Zhenya arrived.

Tamara screamed, standing up from the bench and heading towards him. They embraced. Taking her husband's head in both hands, Tamara kissed his face - getting in the nose, in the eyes, then in the lips. A little regaining consciousness, she led her husband to the room.

- Are you hungry? - asked him along the way.

- No, I had a snack already.

- Well done, that you came, I missed you so much.

Eugene all the time was tempted to ask about the man on the shore of the lake, but the situation did not seem very appropriate.

- And Andrew is a football rider, will be only for dinner.

- Yes, I saw him.

Slamming the door of the room, Tamara hugged her husband with a new force. Having clung to his wife, he felt her elastic breasts through the fabric of a sundress. A member of the treacherous began to rise.

“I see you missed me too,” Tom smiled mischievously, pulling off a sundress.

- And if anyone comes in?

- Yes, no one will enter, quiet time now.

They fell into a bed, whose curtain mesh bent to the floor, squeaking terribly.

“I did not know that such beds still existed,” the young man laughed.

“Apparently, they are released for such sanatoriums,” his wife supported.

They got out of bed, threw the blanket on the floor and lay down on it. Eugene, yearning for the body of his wife, gently ran his hands over her hips, often falling on their inner part.In this case, the husband and wife did not break away from the lips of each other. Occasionally Eugene managed to kiss ...