Still standing outside the door, Cyril imagined what he would do with this beauty in bed. And maybe not only in bed. Wanting to seem like a true gentleman, the guy managed to purchase wine, candy, flowers on the way. However, the appearance of the girl’s stone face slightly cooled the ardor of a hapless ladiele, who believes that he has luck in his pocket.

“Enter the hall,” said Marina dryly. She herself passed without waiting for Cyril to break out. Shaking her hips when walking, Marina seemed to a guy an ideal of beauty. Her long hair fell down almost to the very waist of the waist, and her rounded thighs and slender legs attracted, stirring up ambiguous fantasies.

Kirill sat on the sofa, holding the gifts he brought. Marina at first did not give a clue the reason why she called the guy.

- Well, once brought, pour, - the girl said just as dryly, handing her glasses and moving the coffee table to the sofa. And everything seemed to go according to plan, but the voice of the girl was somehow very contradictory. Cyril poured wine into glasses. He wanted to knock a glass on a glass of Marina and say a few words about her beauty, but Marina abruptly removed her hand with wine and went to sit in the next chair. Young people sat opposite each other. Marina's light beacon was practically aerial, and through it nipple tubercles were clearly visible. Tiny shorts only slightly covered the most intimate places, allowing plenty to admire the beautiful female legs.

The first silence was interrupted by Marina.

- Maybe some movie will see? - Marina asked without any emotion.

- Yes, Marinochka, I would have watched some comedy, Cyril answered, hoping that the matter had moved from the dead center.

- No, Kirill, I have a movie more interesting, - said Marina, going to the computer. Click on the space bar and the monitor is out of sleep mode. The girl had already rewound that unfortunate video to the right place and, after pressing PLAY, on the screen, Cyril saw how a couple of days ago she enthusiastically fucked the beauty that now stands before him. Marina did not look at the monitor, she had already scoured this video a couple of times, so she saw everything in detail: both her flushed face and the satisfied physiognomy of Cyril. Marina looked at changing in amazement Cyril.

- Where did you get that? - asked the guy. His whole appearance showed that he did not know about the existence of this compromising video.

- From my husband's flash drive. Tell me! What is it! I'm quite sure that you are at least in some way involved in this!

Cyril was silent for a bit, and then I realized that there was no point in keeping silent.

- You see, Marina, recently we somehow became friends with your spouse. And they drank beer a couple of times and worked together. Once behind a glass of unfiltered, when we were already thoroughly under a degree, Andrew told me that he was dreaming of your treason. He said that he wanted novelty in relationships, some kind of change. Andrew said that he is your first and as it is not fair to deprive you of life's joys. Even though I agreed with him, I understood that he was carrying some kind of blizzard. Yes, I would have forgotten about this drunken nonsense. Only a couple of days later, already in a sober mind, Andrew again began to develop this topic. I admit, Marin, I liked you for a long time. I once saw you at work a couple of times. And then I offer you to fuck. Well, I agreed. And so that you don’t include the back one at the very last moment, Andrei dripped the pathogen into champagne.

- So that's why I flowed like that! - with anger said the girl.

- Yes. In fact, there was a matter of technology. Yes, and in time to go to the store, it was also the idea of ​​Andrew. In general, the whole plan is only his idea. I just did everything. By the way, I really liked with you. Well it...

- Fuck, - added Marina.

- Yes, - letting go of the head, the guy said.“And the fact that Andrew is still going to be recorded, I didn’t know for sure,” Kirill graduated.

“So, Andrei organized it all,” flashed through the girl’s head, “He invented it himself, he put it under my friend, he took it on video, he himself probably watched it all later.” But it was only their erotic fantasies with her husband and that that comes only during real arousal. And he decided to bring them to life.

Marina’s face was visibly red. She could not even imagine that a beloved and loving husband was capable of such meanness. She was not in a rage. It seemed that the girl had no trace of her former simplicity and naivety.

- But what should I do now? After all, everything has poured out and nothing has been fixed! Forget? No, it is unlikely to succeed. Pretend nothing happened? And if Andryusha will continue to enclose me under everyone. As practice has shown, feint with a female pathogen turns me into a real female, - Marina continued to argue to herself.

“Where did he get this crap,” the girl suddenly asked.

- Which one?

- This is your pathogen.

- And, so Andrew boasted that from somewhere from abroad a whole bottle was sent to him.

- I wonder how much he poured it into me and where does he hide it? - it was thought to the girl.

I didn’t have to look especially long, for Andrei had a safe at home in which he kept money and a gas pistol. Marina perfectly knew the cipher from the castle, but never considered it necessary to climb there. And she frankly was afraid of the pistol.

The decision came to the girl with lightning speed. She decided once again to check on herself this miracle of the Oriental wise men. - And if I can stand the test of strength, taking this thing again. After all, if I can withstand the truth, I can stand up for my maiden honor.

A minute later, Marina was already standing in front of Cyril with a cherished bubble. As she supposed, he was in the safe.

“And how much to drip,” the girl asked.

- Andrei boasted that five drops is enough. I remember exactly, I also watched him dripping into your champagne while you were away.

“Five is five,” said Marina, shaking shoulders. - Yes, the volume of the bubble would be enough for six months to fuck everyone who feels like it, - having estimated the size of the bottle, the girl thought.

She poured herself a dose and then, adding a couple more drops, the girl returned the glass to the safe, and she sat down opposite Cyril. She seemed to have no sensations. And she did not feel any taste of drops in wine at all.

Cyril, knowing the miracle of this tool, noticeably cheered up. He began to distract the girl from sad thoughts with talk.

Marina, responding to standard blanks, kept thinking about the spouse’s meanness. - Gad, a goat, but how dare he do this to our family, - Marina mentally swore. - He wanted to make me a whore, he wanted to see me as a fallen woman. He wanted his friends to fuck me ... Mmm. He wanted me to give everything, sucking on other members, putting my holes in ...

The miracle gradually began to act and not noticeably for herself, Marina began to imagine how she was completely depraved with cancer, and from two sides unfamiliar men approached who, without worrying about the girl’s feelings at all, brazenly bore her holes. Now Marina understood that even the priest inside somehow pulses in a special way. She no longer talked about the other hole. On the thin fabric of the shorts, a smudge of grease began to show. To hide it from Cyril, Marina squeezed her legs. However, reddened cheeks, enlarged pupils, constant fidgeting did not go unnoticed for the guy. Cyril has already perfectly understood that the bird is in a cage, only this time it is not worth it to hurry anywhere and you can relax properly. He poured wine to Marina, continuing to make small talk.

In the Marina now played a hurricane. And if for the first time she did not understand where this inner lust comes from, she now realized that she was about to lose by this drop.

- Damn, the last two drops were definitely superfluous, - the girl thought. But still ...