that did not allow me to fall asleep and for being thrown into the rooms, disturbing the rest ...

I already imagined that I would pinch her in the toilet or in the kitchen, and how I would crack her on the cheeks with the words: “Well fucked, skin!”

I did not understand that I was in charge, and I even had a scandal, but when I entered the kitchen, I caught on it ... Dimka. He eagerly lashed water straight from the tap.

Sensing that there was someone nearby, he looked around and shuddered, not expecting to see me: so close and so unexpected.

- Light ... ka ... Y-you? ..

- Did you expect anyone else?

He hesitated to answer.

I found that he was completely naked, and tried to cover his genitals with his hand. He would have wanted to pass me by, but I stood tight in the doorway. Funny, dressed only in a nightie, I had the advantage over a completely naked man, who seemed to be ashamed of his position.

I shamelessly took his hands and pulled them from his dignity.

- What are you hiding there?

He did not resist, and even somehow meekly revealed himself to me.

I looked at his dick for a while, and then, coming closer, I laid his hands on his shoulders.

The kitchen was dark, but we managed to look into each other's eyes.

“You will come to me,” completely losing my sanity, I said importantly.

- To ... where ... - he was embarrassed. It was not a man, but a teenager, over whom an adult woman hung.

- To the room! - I explained briefly.

You should have seen Dimona. He mumbled something, including about Anka, but did not contradict me, and, dropping his shoulders, he walked into my room.

Precisely because of his such resignation, I didn’t want to see such a life partner with me. It seemed to Anya that he seemed to be a man, and to me he was a man, Mitya, ruled and guided by my beliefs.

For a good drive, I should have been in the courtyard in the middle of the night, for not letting me sleep, but at first I wanted ...

Damn, I just wanted to have sex!

With a man who once loved me.

As an adult!

And I just wanted to take revenge on Anya. Let him know who's boss!

I understood, and did not justify myself and my act, in which there was so much reprehensible and dishonest, and which could not be justified, but hormones boiled up in me, which released the foul baba essence in me, which I didn’t expect to find in myself !

We entered the room, and Dimka himself lay down on the bed.

I hurriedly populated him, pinning him to the bed, as if fearing that he might leave. He was already cocked, and I just had to.

I didn’t slip on him, or he easily leaked into me, but in our joint burst the bed shook so loosely with loose bolts that the walls would go shaking!

Dima entered me to the end, or I accepted him to the very foundation, but his face was distorted from inexpressible pleasure. Where is there to me his Anka?

This was confirmed by Dima himself, who whispered my name at that moment.

He held my chest, calling my name as a kind of divine person, and I proudly raised my head when he could not stand it, rose, dropping his lips to my chest. Yes, she was no longer perfect, she passed with time, and was inferior to the pointed cones of Ani, but I was proud that she had clouded the mind of my lover.

He again sank down on the bed and quite loudly let out a half-half-half-breath, which could well disturb his “little woman”, peacefully snuffling in the next room.

He took my head and slightly tilted it at myself, looking into my face.

- Sveta ... Svetochka ... - his lips quivered.

I suddenly felt so wild and defiantly that I could not restrain myself, and moaned hysterically in response. I felt such euphoria that I would absolutely not care what would happen if Anya entered the room now.

Let him see what I can and can enjoy life too! And she blames herself on what she was counting on when she dragged a man into the apartment who still loved me ?!

Dima noisily snuffled beneath me, caressing my breasts, and did not intend to restrain himself or try to pacify me.

Probably, he himself at that moment did not care that Anya could burn him. He was with his beloved woman, with whom he dreamed about intimacy since uni ...

Having quenched the pose of the rider, I decided to change the location. Without really inventing anything, I just sat backwards so that Dima could see my back and ass.

I began to twist twerk on his penis, and he loudly whipped me on the ass. I gasped, what could easily wake up Anka.

At this moment Dimka caught my rhythm, and we got carried away with each other.

Spring mattress under us, podmahivaya on our movements.

I was so crazy about the energy that had enveloped me that I could not restrain myself from nervous laughter, which I concealed arousal. What I lacked so much was realized, as if in a dream ...

I felt like Dimka ends, how he moans somewhere behind me, and was ready to brush off his penis, but he grabbed me by the shoulders, as if holding onto me. I heard his words of prayer:

- Please ... Light ... Light ...

He was looking for relaxation in me, and I was ready to give it to him.

Yes, and I myself shook the orgasm, which I could not reach with improvised means.

I raised my head to the ceiling, threw back the body, and Dima wrapped his arms around my breasts, then his shoulders, and raised himself, covering my nape and the visible part of my shoulders with kisses of my passion.

I could feel the liquid of his seed dripping onto the covers on my legs and behind, and when we fell on the bed, he kept squeezing me, still whispering my name. He spun and some sort of nonsense from the past, they say, I (that is, he) remember everything, and that if he had then ... What if I (that is, I this time) then agreed ...

All this was in the past, and let me be flattered by such memories, but my emotions gradually receded, and I wanted to sleep.

I wished the same to Dima, sending him to Anna so that she would not guess anything ...

And in the morning I was pounded with guilt and anxiety. What if Anya found out everything? Or guessed everything? I felt sorry for her ... She believed in me and loved Dima, and we cruelly betrayed her, each in her own way.

And it turned out that I, I, myself destroyed her happiness and hopes, as well as Dimka’s peace, who so counted on Anya, but fell for instincts and male weakness.

When we saw Anya in the kitchen, she hid her eyes from me, as though she had done something wrong.

- Anya, is everything alright? - my heart beat a bird in a cage. I felt that I would have to answer to her.

- Yes, - flushed Anya. - We did not bother you at night?

Her gaze was fearful and somewhat guilty.

I realized that Ani’s dream was so strong that earthly shocks of 10 points couldn’t prevent him!

- No, and we? - broke from my lips.

Anka laughed, taking my words for a joke, and I felt an extraordinary calm and emotional balance, which literally knocked me down.

Dimka appeared in the kitchen, but looking at me, he immediately looked away. Eh you, your eyes shameless!

I patted Anya for cheeks, and wished a good day!

... Of course, I realized that fate had given me a chance, and every time I thought about how close I was to bringing down the happiness of a person dear to me. Yes, I became attached to Anya, and she trusted me so much ... I felt shame and guilt in front of her, and she never knew anything about that night when everyone was on the verge of failure. I did not want to be jealous of her any more, nor envy her.

Let him be happy!

We crossed paths with Dimka several times all together, and he avoided looking into my eyes, feeling awkward, and I acted as if nothing had happened. And one time it seemed to me that everything really passed.

But once I returned from work much earlier. In fact, from the second half of the day I was free, and Anya was supposed to be at home.