In a rage, I grabbed Igor by the throat and snarled in his face:

- What are you, all okhuil ?! Bitch, is not enough that you fucked Lena, so also her panties you carry in your pocket?

- Yes, you yourself sbrendil! I did not fuck your wife, these are the pants of another chick, which I had raped yesterday.

- By a strange coincidence, Lena left the restaurant without panties, and like two peas in a pod similar to these in both color and style!

“How do I know why your wife was without panties?” This is your wife, so solve your problems without me, as far as style and color are concerned, thousands of heifers wear similar thongs. Once again I say, - yesterday I was busy with a cool chick that I took there while you were sniffing some girl, and your wife was dancing, shaking boobs and forcing men to drool. I was tired of hinting to her that I behaved decently, but then I got tired of it, besides, you threw your wife and went with that chick to the toilet, and I spat on everything and left with the girlfriend who I took there. And I also left to be confused by a little demon, and so that there was no temptation in front of you in the form of your half-naked wife, and she is a beauty! I am interested in something else - why did your faithful and unapproachable little wife yesterday dressed as a variety girl, and so dispersed that she drooled all over the tavern? And yet she, it turns out, somewhere has blown her tricel! She must have been fucked for sure, while you were sucking with that girl, and at that time I was fucking another chick. Eh, I would have known that someone else would fuck her, would not have left, he would have otpokal her!

I punched him in the jaw from the heart, and he, not expecting this, fell on the floor. Rising to his feet, he looked angrily at me and threw;
- Why are you waving your fists? I just expressed my thoughts out loud, I am also a man, and I would also like to fuck your wife - he backed up, despite the fact that I clenched my fists again - yes, wait a minute, I left, telling you that I did especially so that the roof wouldn't go, I could barely hold on not to pounce on it, and you, loshara, blew out the moment when it was hard to glue and someone succeeded! Lucky! I would give 10 years of life to be in his place!
I grabbed him by the throat, and almost choked him, he barely escaped and spoke with anger in his voice;
- You'd better behave like this yesterday, otherwise you would find the last one - I instead of you discarded males from her, and you sat and smacked your ears!
- I was angry at her, and did not know what would come to this, and it is not a fact that someone fucked her!
“Well, yes, well, yes, fuck yourself with this,” he put his hands forward to prevent me from smacking him again, “Okay, peace!” But at least you should have taken her by the scruff of the collar and silently drove home than now to guess what happened there. Once again I say that I didn’t exactly fuck her!

“Okay, consider that I believed you, although you are surely lying.” If I see again that you are dissolving your hands with Lena, I will roll your bow, you will not be saved by anything, neither your lies, nor your cunningness, nor your compliment that my wife is a beauty, I know that myself.

Igor kept silent, and the conflict was temporarily exhausted, although I was holding a grudge against him. Arriving home in a gloomy mood, I had dinner, looking at his wife who was looking away. This story brought me very much, and besides anger, I began to feel excited, imagining how Lena gives herself to other men. So that the roof did not go, I dropped the thought of her betrayal until the evening. At night, she climbed on herself, shaking her naked nipples on my back. I threw at her like a beast, knocking him back and, without any prelude, entered her already wet kunka. I fought her, but it fought, imagining how those three guys from yesterday were fucking her, and Lena looked into my eyes in surprise, but soon she began to push her hips forward towards me.

We finished at the same time, clasped together in a tight embrace, and when I wanted to get out of it so that it would not fly, Lena would not let me go, saying to finish it, now are safe days, which I did with great pleasure - for the first time she allowed me This is after being discharged from the hospital. Having a hard breath, we lay in bed, wet from sweat and sperm, and Lena, putting her head on my chest, asked:

- What did you find, dear? You were so rude to me, but I really liked it - it was as if some barbarian had raped me, and I started up, imagining it.

“I don’t know, but I was brought in and at the same time enraged by the fact that yesterday you acted like a whore.” Tell me, honestly - did you give it to Igor yesterday?

- You're a pervert, dear! Or pretend to them, to deceive me, and having made a whore, divorce me. But I am not a whore, I am your wife, and I have not cheated on you with Igor.

- I promise you, dear, if I suddenly find out that you have cheated on me with Igor or Arthur, I will immediately divorce you.

- All, Andrew, closed this topic! I did not expect this from you? Once again I ask if I am not satisfied with you, tell me right away, otherwise you accuse and threaten from scratch.

- Okay, hushed up, honey, I adore you!

- That's it, do not forget this, Andrew.

Say what you like, but the seeds of suspicion about the infidelity of my wife are firmly in my head.

Meanwhile, Lena thought about Andrei’s words, thinking how seriously he was in tune, and whether it was not a trick on his part, because he might still be aware of her treason and wanted to get rid of her. Her thoughts interrupted the message on the phone. After reviewing it, she, with her ears reddened with shame, saw that it had come from Igor and reread it. He offered to meet tomorrow in the same apartment and discuss what happened. She immediately sent him away, but he assured her that she did not risk anything, that she would not impose herself on her, and that they would just slip over a cup of coffee about how to be so that I would not suspect anything. Thinking, she gave the go-ahead, specifying that it would break out only for half an hour, at 13.00. Turning from one side to another, she fell asleep in the morning.

In the morning, as always, I took my daughter to the kindergarten and went to work, and Lena, confident that she would besiege Igor dramatically if he began to stick, nevertheless chose a sexy white lace bodice, which beautifully fixed her magnificent breasts, under strict dress. Having unbuttoned the two top buttons, she admired herself in the mirror, with pleasure watching how her gorgeous breasts look seductively, enticing a hollow between two elastic balls. The dress, although it fitted her figure, was a little higher than her knees and reliably hid her charms under herself. After some thought, she lifted the hem of her dress with a wicked smile and pulled off her white lace panties. After lowering the hem, she became convinced that the absence of underpants under the dress was completely unnoticeable and sighed with relief.

Wriggling in front of the mirror, she was pleased with her appearance, with trembling legs, thinking that passers-by on the street would look at her, not realizing that she was without panties, her own circumstance aroused so that between her legs immediately got wet, and she had to wipe herself off with a damp napkin, cursing herself for becoming such a pervert. And she was led by the fact that she would be meeting with Igor without panties, and he would not know about it. And she decided that there would no longer be something to fuck with him, but even reassuring for some kind of relationship, and when she returned her strings, she firmly decided that finally, leaving, she would dress them up, showing herself in all her glory from below. Let him lick and drool, he doesn't shine anymore, - with such thoughts she left the house and got into a taxi in the back seat.

The same driver arrived that drove us yesterday, but Lena did not remember him. Her dress rode so high that if it were not for her tightly closed legs, the driver would see her bare crotch. She noticed that he often looked at her in the rearview mirror and decided to fool around a bit, she pretended to be on the phone, imperceptibly spreading her legs a little.The driver was already looking at her more than on the road, and when Lena spread her legs as widely as the situation allowed, so that he did not think that she was behaving like a whore and that it seemed an accident ...