It was already dark, the working day was coming to an end. In the salon today, again there were few customers. On Friday evening in the evening, everyone who can already be at the cottages. Elena also got two haircuts. One was simple, and the other with dyeing hair from an old client friend. “Hayk is funny today, everything is joking,” Lena noted in her mind. - “All the same, she subordinates me about her husband. If she were not a relative of the owner of the salon, then it would be possible to answer her. And so have to endure. "

Yes, not every day, and not every week my husband pleases. But he is there ... so you have to wait, when he remembers that he still has a completely young wife. Hayka herself is quite a girl, slender, she is only 26 years old. Not like me. Lena sighed heavily. After the birth, she recovered, her breasts grew sharply, butt ... Yes, and already 38 years old, who needs me. And the grooms somehow do not "break into the gate."

Lena was distracted from sad thoughts by a doorbell. Someone from customers came. Julia-administrator looked into the rest room, where on the sofa Lena sat comfortably and widely smiling said: “Lenka, go, there your fiancé came to you”. This immediately brought her back to reality. She recalled that client with disgust. Friend and countryman host Agir. He always behaved as if he were a master. Lena was always annoyed by the habit of the countrymen’s host to behave with the girls, as with those who should serve and please them. And Agir had a clear preference for Lena. He did not hide, he considered her when she was in front of his eyes, stripping her in thoughts. This look took Lena off balance. Quickly accustomed, he began to come exclusively to get a haircut from Lena.

Then he went on to complements, as straightforward and uncomplicated as his undressing gaze. So during the haircut, he once said: “Good, Lena, you have a priest, you just want to bend it. Probably your husband is rather weak, I would have fucked you both in the morning and in the evening. ” These words embarrassed Lena, and she then blushed deeply, but did not dare to answer. He said it quietly, so only they heard. After several such cases with complements, he began to disband his hands. When she was near, Aguir and strove to stroke his thigh, grab his leg. Lena each time pulled off his hands, it was already the edge of arrogance, which she could not tolerate. His only reaction was amusing. He just smirked and quietly pronounced: "nothing, you will not get anywhere from me ...".

And today, probably, he will again pester, but to speak these vulgar complements, from which Lena was lost and confused every time. But this time he came something too late. The girls collected their belongings, and Ika somehow smiled cheerfully and gave her some signs about Agir. After all, restless ... Lena has long regretted that she once mentioned in a conversation that she was sometimes ready to sleep with someone, only so that her husband remembered her.

This haircut was no exception. Aguir grabbed her under the knee as soon as she was near his hand. Lena hit him hard on the arm and warned that he could accidentally cut off the floor of his ear. Aguir laughed louder than usual. But no longer did that. His eyes did not stop him to devour her, and when Lena bent down a little and in the neckline her large breasts seemed to smile widely.

Well that's all. Finally, she brushed the hair off Agir's shoulders, brushing his neck. He, without haste, took out a large bill and handed it to Lena. And then Lena noticed that even the Julia-administrator managed to leave and they were alone.She said confusedly: “I have no change,” Agir condescendingly answered: “Nothing, keep the change for yourself,” and smiled broadly. She looked at him. Before her stood a stocky, middle-aged man with short, crooked legs. In his hairy hand he held a large bill, stretching it to her. Waiting, they watched her with small eyes. She also thought that even though he looked so unattractive, no one had left her that amount. Lena also flashed before her eyes what one could buy for the money. From this thought, she even felt something like appreciation. She exhaled, took the money and smiled back. Aguir turned and walked to the exit.

Well, it remains to remove the hair, close the salon and you can go home. In the distance, the doorbell rang and the door slammed. Lena quickly cleaned up and went to the rest room to be reborn.

Throwing off a stuffy apron, she remained in a light robe. Involuntarily, she went to a tall mirror and the usual movement, pulled off her bra, without taking off her robe. She mastered this trick as a girl. Once he had so amazed her husband during their first secret love meetings. Old memories began to surface before my eyes when her future husband came to her for short, but such bright love pleasures. These were pleasant memories, they captured her and Lena felt a rush of some kind of tenderness in her entire body and a light weight in her lower abdomen. She ran her hands over her breasts and went downstairs. She sharply remembered Lena withdrew her hand and looked at herself. “Yes, it’s not surprising that men are staring at my chest ... I’d like to go to the solarium and get a tan,” she thought, “I’m kind of pale, I don’t like it when the skin is too white.” In thought, Lena turned in front of the mirror in profile. Her gaze fell on the bulging round ass. Grinning, she remembered how the girls stormyly discussing the merits of others felt her as a joke. “Though they are“ slims ”, but when it comes to feminine charms, they have something to envy me ... This is all that is wonderful, and her own husband ignores,” she thought bitterly.

Everything is enough to do nonsense, you need to dress and go home. She turned away from the mirror and went to the closed curtains behind which her things were. Thoughtfully, she pulled back the curtain and was stunned. In front of her stood naked Aguir. She came to her senses when he already grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. Lena reflexively stretched her arms in front of her and tried to push him away, but the forces were clearly not on her side. She felt with his hands his hard chest hair and steel muscles. She retreated back under the pressure of Aguir, who was already unceremoniously squeezing her buttocks with one hand, and the other fumbling over her chest. “Lenochka, better not resist, anyway you will be mine” - Agir whispered to her with a slight accent. So she stepped back until she felt the edge of the treacherous sofa under her feet. She would have hit hard if she fell on him if Agir did not grab her under her back and put her neatly on him.

Caught in an unstable state, Lena for some time ceased resistance and went quiet. She felt the strong hands of Aguir carefully laying her. Waking up from a moment of weakness, Lena once again rested against his chest and tried to squeeze her knees. Now she felt his weight with her hands, which was unable to hold his strong muscular leg between her legs. And he kept whispering it in his ear: "What a sweet you are, juicy, I teba so long ago hachu." Lena understood all the futility of their attempts to escape. "Well, come what may, let him do what he wants with me" - a thought flashed through. But, she pushed her away from her, only her hands, already tired of the struggle, ceased to obey and only slightly rested against his chest.

She felt the hands of Aghir, who eagerly rummaged around her body, pawing her chest. He raised himself over her. Lena saw him staring at her, studying her body. Aguir abruptly pulled the robe to the side and her chest fell out. He enthusiastically said: "May the prince of May ...“Lena tried to cover her with the usual movement, but Agir with a force took her hand aside. She no longer resisted, she was suddenly attacked by some apathy, indifference to what was happening. And the thought was already insistently sounding in my head: “Here, you fool, and what I resist, who needs my chastity”.

Lena felt that Agir was no longer holding her so tightly, but she no longer had the strength and desire to fight back. Feeling ...