- That is, you do not care for this your Vitalik, you do not like for yourself? - I asked, eating my dinner.

- Well, just Acne - he is not the first, it seems that it is not an asshole, but in fact ...

- In my opinion, Acne - the first mudilo, the rest were nothing.

I washed the dishes with me, sat down next to Zhenka, and gently put my arm around her waist. For some reason, it suddenly became very pitiful to her, some kind of incomprehensible feeling that first visited me regarding Zhenya. Fragile girl, slightly trembling under the palm of the thigh, the relief of the panties under the robe ... I immediately dismissed my thoughts and removed my hand.

“Nobody wants with me ...” Zhenya continued to kill herself.

- I want with you. - I suddenly blurted out and shut up, feeling how much blush. Why did you say, I do not know.

- You?! Ha. Three times ha. - suddenly smiled Zhenya. - Sergei, I know you as flaky. You feel sorry for me, and this is wrong. Don't pity me. But thanks for the support. You still paw.

- Let's have a drink and go to sleep.

I exhaled, poured a little in both glasses, put a finger on the finger, “for us”, drank. Then we quickly cleaned up the kitchen and went to sleep - each in his own room.

At night, I could not sleep for a long time. From the head did not get out the image of an upset, defenseless Zhenya. I suddenly saw for the first time in her not a friend, but a woman who needed comfort and protection. And I also thought that in those 5 years, with a few breaks that we live under the same roof, I had never seen her not that naked, but even in underwear. And the point is not that she was very carefully hiding from me, but that it was absolutely uninteresting to me. With such thoughts, I finally managed to fall asleep.

The next few days nothing happened. While Petrovich gave up in the capital, the department lived its office life, it began work at nine, and finished at six, from one o'clock to two — dinner, which Zhenka and I invariably spent together. Together they came to the office, together they went home.

- Acne called me. - by the way, Zhenya told me when we were driving home in the evening.

- And what? - I stiffened. Although we did not return to the previous conversation, but I myself did not want to raise this issue, fearing to break some special harmony that was established between us. At least it seemed so to me.

- Nothing, offered to make peace, was a fool and all that.

Then I did not ask, just afraid to get an answer. Vitalik's theme began to strain me. Is this jealousy ?! I'm jealous Zhenka ?!

Apparently, she ousted him, because she didn’t run away on dates, and, probably, we looked like an ideal married couple.

Petrovich came back, all pleased, the report went smoothly, there were few complaints against us. The chief literally immediately after appearing in the department announced the award for the results of the contract. Award Petrovich issued in cash, "from internal reserves." It was Friday, ahead of the weekend, everyone was in a great mood.

- How do you like Irka? - suddenly asked Eugene.

She came to my office, drink tea together. From surprise, I choked on cookies.

- Nothing like that, but why?

- Well, I saw how you looked at her, do you want me to help you?

Zhenka repeatedly gave practical advice in my relations with the weaker sex; once even everything almost ended very seriously, but the wedding did not happen. Long story, not the point.

- Yes, no, - I waved. - I do not want.

- Why?

- I do not know, just do not want. Consider that laziness.

Zhenka looked at me very carefully, but said nothing more.

- Let's buy a cake today? We have the same prize. Cinema look in the evening? She suggested.

- What is the film? Have you already chosen, or so, at random?

- In the evening we will choose.

- OK

Eugene chose a cake, I still took a bottle of red semi-dry.I always liked science fiction and action films, and Zhenka loved melodramas, so we settled on a compromise — some kind of drama that had just come out as. Cinema watched in the hall, that is, in my room. In the process, Zhenya, without ceasing to chew the cake, lay on my shoulder, legs tucked under her. Her usual favorite pose, nothing special, we often sat like that, but now I just felt tons of hormones that spilled into my blood.

I really wanted to squeeze the girl to myself, to bury my nose in her stupefying hair and breathe, breathe ...

When the credits went, Zhenya for some reason remained lying, but I did not dare to move, cursing myself for everything.

- Do you really want me? - her whisper in the room seemed deafening.

- Yes. - I answered shortly suddenly in a hoarse voice.

“Why didn't you say anything before?”

- I do not know. How do you imagine it? Zhenya, you know, I want to leave you ... - I stumbled on this word. - I want to, in general.

- Fuck ... - Eugene whispered, as if trying on this abusive verb in relation to me and to myself. I did not see her face, but I noticed that her ears were noticeably pink.

She moved closer to me and nuzzled my one-day stubble.

- Paw - she doused my cheek with her hot breath. - You know, I'm afraid. Suddenly we will fail? Suddenly? After all ... this is completely different ... - Zhenya carefully chose words. - I am afraid of losing these five years.

Look questioning or even asking. She had already decided everything and only wanted me to pick up arguments in favor of the only correct decision in her opinion.

Instead of answering, I slightly touched the lips of her wet lips. She did not move away, but she did not answer me, only her look became even more serious. She apparently really was important to hear some right words from me. God, baby, where am I going to find them? In general, my brain has already disconnected from intimacy with you!

- Well ... Zhen, because we can always stop? Let's just agree that if it seems to us that we have become worse with each other than before, will we just pretend that there was nothing?

- No, it will not work. - Eugene shook her head. - Here as you jump into the pool, or all or nothing. We can not pretend that there was nothing. - Zhenkin hot whisper and hot breath gave out her inner state with giblets.

The next moment we merged into a kiss. Her lips tightly merged with mine, my hand somehow laid itself on Zhenkina's chest, crushing it tightly under a T-shirt, we both tried to explore each other with our tongues, strongly interfering with each other. It was possible to breathe only with the nose, and he was clearly lacking in this erotic fight. At some point, Zhenka gave up and abruptly pulled away from me, trying hard to catch her breath.

“Come here,” I called. - I have already lost a lot of time.

- Not you alone. - Eugene replied. She took the edges of the T-shirt, intending to pull it off, but stopped. - turn off the light, I hesitate.

I reached for the light switch and turned off the general light. Now we were illuminated only by the light blue light from the TV screen. I quickly took off my clothes and watched Zhenka undress. Half Eugene was visible to me only in the form of a silhouette, but what was lit by the screen was enough for me. She took off her T-shirt, while the neat mounds of her chest reached for a tight fitting fabric, and then defiantly jumped back. Then the turn came for a skirt. Helping herself swaying her hips, she took off her too, left in some panties with a funny pattern - some flowers.

“Can you not stare at me like that?” In the paint you drive, honestly.

- You are beautiful, I can not look. Go here. - I repeated.

Having bitten her lower lip and smiling slyly, she slowly approached me and saddled me around the hips, and immediately wrapped her arms around her buttocks, covered with a thin cloth of panties. Then again there was a long and sensual kiss, during which I completely gave the initiative to Zhenka, just enjoying ... Read more →