I did not wait for the end of their conversation, realizing that our apartment would become the next point, I slowly went out of the base, got into the car and drove home. In order to turn on the video, it took several minutes, and the hard disk then allowed me to record three cameras in average quality for no more than 5 hours. Therefore, one camera in the kitchen had to be turned off. I understood that most likely they would catch up with me, but not at home, so I went downstairs from the apartment. On the fourth floor, the elevator worked, listening, I heard my wife's voice ... The elevator went to the top floor, and I left the entrance and went to work. The option to spend another night on the roof of the balcony I rejected immediately. The next morning, after returning home, the first thing I did was video recording. Since I didn’t have much time before my wife arrived, I had to at least check whether the record was made. I removed the hard drive from the unit, connected it to the computer and checked for the presence of files. It seems everything is in order. The disc was almost full, so the shooting was done all this time.

The dream disappeared like a hand, so there was no choice - to sleep or view the recording.

I turned on the computer and launched the first file.

In the room I drive in the top drawer of the wardrobe, including the video control unit.

- One two Three...

Sound recording is quite tolerable. From this moment you can squander about five minutes while I was leaving the apartment. Turn 5 minutes ahead. A light came on in the corridor and the door slammed, voices were heard, but for several minutes the room was empty. Having stopped viewing, I launched the second file and rewound for the same time. The bedroom is dark. So they went to the kitchen. You had to turn off the third camera! But then after 5 hours of recording, the first one would go overwrite and the whole beginning would be erased. Or maybe they were not in the kitchen, but were in the bathroom ... I turned on the view again, but now I launched both files at the same time. But until the end of the 15-minute file on the screen, the picture did not change. I ran the second pair of files. About five minutes later the lights came on in the hall and Lyuba entered the room. She was wearing only a blouse and stockings. The blouse was unbuttoned, there was no linen under it. My wife went to the closet, took out a clean towel, something else, took off her blouse with stockings, put on a light robe and left the room with a towel. And another 10 minutes no movement in the rooms.

I started the next couple of files, but at that moment I heard the sound of the opening door opening, followed by the children's voices. I quickly turned off the computer and quietly moved to bed. In the room where I slept after the shift, usually mine did not go in needlessly, but you never know what. I laid down and wondered what could have happened in those first 20-30 minutes. I was shivering lightly. An hour later my wife had to lead the children to the section; for me, this time turned into a long wait.

- Andrei, are you sleeping? Wife came into the room.

- No longer. What did you want?

- Did you sleep at night?

- Practically no, I had to work without a partner, so I could not lie down. And how did you rest at the party? Where were you?

- Nothing special. At the base of the clock until 11 we sat, Olga and I left immediately after the chief, while the others were already drunk. Okay, we will be going to the section.

- Let's go, I still sleep.

- Andrei, today Olga asked me to take her to the neighboring town in the evening, sit with the children?

“Of course, but can I take her?”

- Yes, I myself can, she still promised me there to show a good shoe store.

- Okay, drive.

When they did leave, I sat down at my computer again. The 3rd pair of files is running.

After about 5 minutes the light in the bedroom lights up, a wife enters in a bathrobe, Alexander enters after her. He has only a towel tied at the hips, a bottle and a glass in his hands. He puts a glass on the coffee table, pours vodka into it and drinks, snacking on something, then sits down in a chair.His wife, having spread the bed, turns off the main lighting, approaches Alexander, takes his hand and pulls him to her. The guy gets up, the towel falls off his hips, he opens his robe with his hands and, both naked, they start kissing. Then lie down on the bed, and he begins to caress her with her hands, she is holding his penis in his hand.

At this moment the doorbell rings, they jump out of bed, she puts on a robe, he jumps out of the room. There are voices in the hallway. A light comes on in the hall, they enter and another man of 30 years old. Alexander is already in jeans and a T-shirt, his wife is still wearing a robe.

- How did you get there, Dimon? All decided?

- Dim, will you eat?

- It's ok. Thank you, I will not eat, but drink - with pleasure!

Wife left the room.

- Well, what are you, bro, chpoke? How is she?

- Yes, it gives such that without a bottle you will not manage!

- Will you give it a try?

- If she agrees - try.

- OK.

- What are you gossiping about, not about me? Lyuba came in with a bottle and plates on a tray.

- No, about business.

His wife put a bottle with glasses on the table, plates with snacks, juice, and sat down beside him. Poured into three, drank, then repeated. Lyuba, though not to the bottom, but also drank with them.

- Lub, you have a good robe, closes exactly as much as you need, or a little less, Dima said ambiguously.

- This is for someone to see a little more - Lyuba laughed.

- I saw everything I needed.

- Do not lie, Dima! The wife straightened her bathrobe and left the room.

- Is she already without clothes?

- Without.

- Already have time?

- You prevented.

- Well then, I arrived on time, she is already prepared for action! - laughed Dmitry.

They drank two glasses again, Dmitry took an empty plate and left the room. Alexander lay on the couch and turned on the TV.

A few minutes later my wife came in, took a towel out of the closet and left again. For 10 minutes no one entered the rooms. Alexander seems to fall asleep to the sound of the TV.

Went his wife with a plate of snacks, put on the table.

- Sash! Sash! Do you sleep?

Sasha did not answer. Or slept, or pretended to sleep. Lyuba turned off the main light and turned on the floor lamp, left the room. About ten minutes later Dima came into the room, sat down on the sofa, touched Alexander by the shoulder, poured himself some vodka and drank. He bent down to his brother and, apparently, began to say something to him, but he only turned around and buried himself in the back of the sofa. It seems that this active world no longer interested him much, he was asleep. Dmitry once again poured himself alone. Lyuba came in.

- Is he sleeping?

- I rolled Sivku-Burka! - laughed Dmitry.

- It's not me! - Lyuba laughed.

- Something you did not do that he fell asleep, or vice versa - so! Will you drink with me?

- And what remains for me?

- On brotherhood!

- Pour it!

Dmitry poured the remains of vodka into glasses, they crossed their arms, drank and kissed. Slightly lingered in the kiss, apparently enjoying the penetration of languages ​​into each other.

When Lyuba took the empty bottle and plate from the table, Dima grabbed her foot in the area of ​​the robe cut, she shushed at him, freed herself and left the room.

The man must have swallowed the hook, which was thrown to him, since his wife's body was perfect, the skin was elastic and smooth, and therefore, touching it, it was impossible to stop. Dmitry a minute later got up and left the room. For 10 minutes no one appeared in the rooms, Alexander continued to lie motionless.

After 10 minutes, the wife came into the hall, covered Alexander with a blanket, turned down the volume of the TV, dismantled the chair-bed, covered it, then turned off the light, went out and closed the door. After another minute, she entered the bedroom and, without turning on the lights, stopped. She undid the robe, but did not take it off and did not go to bed, there was a feeling that she was thinking.

The door to the bedroom opened and Dmitri appeared in it. Night vision of the camera made it possible for me to see everything in the moonlight very well. He approached her, hugged her, and began to kiss. Dmitry was one and a half head taller than Lyuba. She dropped the robe on the floor and remained completely ...