What a vague feeling of anxiety disturbed Irina. She herself could not understand why, what the worm of doubt was. It seems to be all logical and good. Decent company. Yes, an unpleasant incident on the road, but nothing fatal. On the contrary, all the problems were solved in the most beautiful and successful way. But at the subconscious level, a feeling of anxiety and strange anxiety did not leave her.

- Ira! Go to the table! We are waiting for you! - shouted Vitaly.

It was quite hot in the house, so Ira was forced to take off her jacket, remaining in a turtleneck. She was escaped by the way her men looked at her, and how they looked at each other. All her attention was taken to find the answer to the question that torments her. After all, she used to trust her intuition, but now she could not understand what her subconscious mind was trying to tell her. Gradually, the feeling of anxiety went away, maybe the reason was a stack of vodka, which, well, I was very strongly persuaded to drink along with everyone, Vitaly. By the way, despite all his charisma, Ira noted that she was more sympathetic to silent Andrei, who did not forget to impose various delicacies on her plate, to pour into her glass, to correct a pillow on the sofa behind her back and in every possible way courteous.

Gradually, the familiar atmosphere of fun returned and the house was announced by the laughter of the participants in the journey. Despite the efforts of men, Ira categorically drank a little, symbolically sipping her glass.

At one of the moments of his grooming a girl, Andrew, pouring a full glass of water, unsuccessfully swayed and threw everything at her, putting on a turtleneck and skirt, which instantly became disgustingly wet and sticky.

“Bliin,” he drawled, “I'm sorry.”

- Well, how it happened with you, what have you done! - Friends pounced on Andrei.

“Nothing, nothing,” said Ira, dumbfounded, trying unsuccessfully with napkins to dry hopelessly wet clothes.

- So, - abruptly cutting off all the bustle at the table, Vitaly commanded, - Irina, go to the room, remove everything wet, let's hang it to dry, we were given towels for the hamam, you will turn around, nothing terrible will happen. And indeed, what are we sitting here! You two carry the table and treats, also change clothes, and I will help Irishka with clothes.

- Yes, I, in principle, do not need help, I can sit in the room while you are warming up there, and the clothes will dry out.

- Ira, what are you talking nonsense. Firstly, without your company, we will be bored, and secondly, you, too, I assure you, it will be boring to just sit alone in a room, staring out the window. Do not worry! You will warm up with us, sit down and talk, during which time our clothes will dry and they will take us from here. Hold a towel and join. And yes, let's get your skirt here and what else is there, the batteries are barely warm, I will help you to hang everything in the hall, while you turn around.

Ira was confused. The hyperactive and energetic Vitaly, very persistently persuaded her to part with her clothes, snatched, wet things stretched out through the door of the room, and sped off with the words that they were waiting for her.

The towel given to her was catastrophically small. If you tied him from above, hiding his chest, he became bare, and even despite the fact that she was wearing panties, it did not save the situation, because the lace thong with a translucent front hid what she wanted to hide now purely.

If you cover the bottom, then bared his chest. In the end, she decided that she would still be sitting at the table, better to cover her very bare chest.

And behind the door was already Vitali, who called her to join the continuing feast.

Deeply embarrassed, blushing like a ripe tomato, Ira, trying not to meet his eyes with the men, went to the table and sat down on the sofa in the waiting room.At that moment, she was horrified to realize that there was not the same table with a tablecloth, behind which one could hide, but the usual low coffee table, with the same low sofas and armchairs, and it was impossible to hide itself, and the men judging by their eyes and people already had time to evaluate the hairstyle on her pussy and the pussy itself. Probably she never experienced such a degree of shame and embarrassment. Feeling her face burning with flames, blazing with a blush on her cheeks, she simultaneously felt a strange, pullingly sweet sensation in the lower abdomen. I wanted to squeeze my legs harder so that this feeling would not run away or disappear.

“Sorry,” having murmured, Ira swiftly jumped up, intending to jump, but it turned out even worse. Vitali, who tried at that moment to hold her, grabbed the edge of the towel, and it remained in his hands.

There was a second silence. The girl was about to burst into tears, covering her face with her palms, when Sergey came up from the other side of the sofa, and half-hugging her, began to calm her

- Irisha, yes, why are you shy or something? Well, put the towel back on. What do you really, look, we, too, in towels.

Ira looked at the men with a look. Involuntarily noting the good figures of his colleagues in misfortune.

- Well this is a bath! Let's go for a bath! - Vitaly laughed, having brought a full pile to her lips and literally forcibly poured it in.

The scorching liquid spreads pleasant warmth. All the excitement of Irina moved to a distant land. My head is pleasantly noisy. She tried, all the same, to return herself to the idea that she, a married woman, should not sit half-naked among three half-naked men, and that her husband would soon come for her. That in general, it was necessary to sit in the room. But the men actively entertained and distracted her from all the unpleasant fun stories in which they fell in a hectic youth. Silently, she drank more and more alcohol, and soon, her loud cheerful laughter was more and more mixed with the grunt of men.

- And we still have not steamed, disorder! - Andrei grabbed her arm and dragged her to warm up.

- All in the hammam! - shouted the chef, and winked at her cheerfully.

In the bath, Irina was again embarrassed. Andrew, removing the towel and bed it, lay down on his stomach. Ira did not have time to look away, blushed again. And at this time Sergey, began to soar a broom of his friend.

- Come on! More! Come on! - chanted restless Vitaly, and the girl joined, laughing merrily.

- And now you, Ira, - stretching a broom, turned Sergey. Ira, smiling, began jokingly to whip Andrey. At the sight of a man's ass, she again felt a strange pulling feeling in the lower abdomen, at this moment Vitaly embraced her from behind.

- Come on Ira, like this, stronger - and together they began to whip Andrew.

A burning, barely noticeable languor swept over Iru, she felt that she rested against her ass with a towel, something hard and hot, she passionately wanted to continue to cuddle and even rub herself, it seemed even arched her back, but at that moment suddenly came to her senses, internally pulled herself up and , throwing a broom, jumped out of the bath.

- Chipped, - in the hearts of threw Vitaly.

- Well, the filly is ready? What do you think? It may already be pressing, otherwise there is no strength to endure this mockery of the body.

- All you have to extrude, Andrew. - Vitaly doused with cold water - guys, I told you, patience. Well, its meaning is now to lay out, and tolerate, then at least until the end of days, use it. The main thing is that she herself crossed her boundaries. Come on, do not give it to give for thinking, otherwise it will fail. And do not rush, so I know what I'm doing.

Ira reproached herself for minute weakness, but the noise in her head and relaxation after the steam room did not allow her to focus on her thoughts. She understood that something was going wrong, wrong. Must stop. What to do and what to do? The most correct, you probably need to leave and get dressed. But she did not have time to do this. Men with smiles came out of the steam room. And again, like an invisible line, crossed in their behavior.She noticed that the men did not strain themselves much by wrapping them in towels. Embarrassed and drenched in shame, she glanced at her boss. A carelessly thrown towel, legs spread wide and she could perfectly see his penis with a large ... Read more →