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alcohol became lethargic. Yes, and I confess, already a couple of times with difficulty I hid the sudden yawning. In order to stir him up somehow, and at the same time to get around myself, I suggested to him:

- Listen ... And let's go have a smoke? ..

- And let's go! ... Let's smoke! ... - Deliberately, invigoratingly, Irina's husband picked up the idea.

While standing on the stairs with a cigarette, neither he nor I decided to touch upon the unexpected dressing up of our girls, instead they chatted about any nonsense ... But it was obvious that the question “What will happen next?” Hung in the air and did not give both rest.

When we returned, we sat down at the table. While we were away, new dishes and snacks appeared on the table. The upper light in the room was turned off, only the floor lamp in the far corner was on and the Christmas tree was shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow. The sound of the TV has become noticeably quieter, so that nothing distracts from communication.

Everybody had a tasty piece of baked meat and boiled potatoes with dill on the plates. With an unexpected appetite, I leaned over for dinner. Igor, too, intently gnawed a knife and fork on the dishes. The girls behaved somehow unusually quiet, sat with wine glasses in their hands, silently exchanged glances among themselves and carefully watched us.

Cutting off another piece of juicy pork and already anticipating the pleasure with which I’ll send it to my mouth, I out of the corner of my eye saw that my Light changed her posture: she impressively leaned back in her chair and at the same time allowed her knees to move rather boldly. Without ceasing to chew, I involuntarily glanced between them.

But that was only the beginning. My blessed knees slowly but surely blurred around. She was sitting on my left hand, a little sideways to me, and for me the review was limited, but Igor, now raise his eyes, could surely easily consider all the details of the lace pattern on her panties.

I averted my eyes and, after waiting a short time, looked again at my wife. Now she was sitting just in a frankly fucking pose, exposing Igor everything she had under her skirt. She turned her head in the direction of the TV, probably on purpose, so as not to meet my gaze. Then I hesitantly looked at Ira, intending to hint to her, so that she would pull up her obviously forgotten sister.

And what was my surprise when, catching my mind, she began to smoothly but surely take the exact same position! Her white knees pulled high up, only half-way apart, and I already had a gorgeous view of her ... No, not panties! Here they just didn’t appear on it!

The gaze of my rounded eyes clung to two mouth-watering, smoothly shaved, plump folds. They were almost closed and almost completely hid both the inner lips and the clitoris. Through a narrow gap only a thin strip of pink maiden flesh peeped through. On top of the pubis, this splendor is crowned with a hair pattern in the shape of a small butterfly. Having looked at Igor, I found him fiercely chewing a piece of meat and defiantly staring strictly down into his plate.

It became clear that there were no panties in the Light either. And Igor, a few moments ago, found this out, seeing between her legs sweet and completely bald, like a schoolgirl's, girl's pussy. It was clearly some kind of conspiracy on their part! But why all this? What exactly did our Snow Maidens have in mind ?!

The prolonged awkward pause was interrupted by the president’s voice on TV. I put the knife and fork aside, picked up the remote, which for some reason lay on the floor next to my chair, and made the sound louder.

- Oh, it's time! We all need to pour for now! ... - My neighbor has come to life on the right. - Svetik, what champagne do you want?

- I'm semi-sweet ...

- And I dry ... Vanyusha, you take care of me? - Rented Irinka.

I decided not to reach across the table, as Igor did now, but to go and fill a lady with a glass.While the cool champagne was flowing in a weak stream, so as not to foam, it ran down the walls of the glass, I stood nearby and felt how her thigh pressed against my knee and makes subtle movements up and down.

It has long been clear that the girls are up to something. But it is not at all clear what it is. How far were they going to go? Judging by the reaction of Igor, no one warned him about anything either. He was clearly perplexed no less than mine, because he did not follow the flow of champagne, and it rushed with a froth over the walls of Sveta’s glass, with which he now showed signs of attention.

The President ended his congratulatory speech with the exclamation “Happy New Year 2019 !!!”. There was a chiming clock. Then followed the contented squeals of the Snow Maidens, the cries of “Hurray!” And the clinking of glasses, which were raised standing and immediately drunk to the bottom. When everyone sank into their chairs, the girls again took up their Puritan poses, as if it were not at all they just adorned their naked "caskets" here before us.

After waiting a moment when both Snow Maidens turned their heads to the TV, I slightly pushed Igor with my elbow and posed my dumb question with bulging eyes.

- Himself in shock! ... - He silently moved his lips to me in response.

And the Snow Maidens, having made sure that we are both now on the one hand, as they say, “in the subject line”, and on the other hand, we are not going to make scenes and scandals here, systematically continued to bring our cunning plan to life.

- And let's play something? - Has offered the hostess of the house. - And then everyone was bored, I look ...

- Let's! And what would we play? - I briskly responded, a little taken aback by his own courage.

- Well, for example, in forfeits. I have a blank! Carry? - cheered Ira.

- Oh, bring it soon, carry it! ... - Svetka played up to her, and together they ran out of the room.

- And forfeits - what's this? On the desire, or what? - With caution in his voice, Igor asked me in a whisper.

- I think it will not do without it! - I advised him in his ear.

- Damn ... You of that ... Do not be angry only, but I have already specifically got up! - He admitted.

- The same garbage! ... But ... you know, you have to hold on!

“Yeah, as they say,“ there is no money, but you are here ... ”- Igor stopped short, because our wives returned.

Strange as it may seem, but in the pre-prepared Irina fanta there was no well ... practically nothing indecent. Except for slapping on the ass, which I received at her request from Sveta for all, through the pants, of course. Yes, a couple of very ambiguous objects depicted in the picture, the purpose of which the fanta had to guess.

In the course of the game, they continually “forgotten” and then in turns, at the same time, Igor and her probably already wet “money-boxes” showed us and Igor. Thus, stirring up our interest in us and hinting at a deliberately delayed continuation for some time.

We played with breaks of hours until two at night, alternating the game with raising and emptying glasses. Alcohol did its job, and all the stiffness of our company finally disappeared somewhere. And the periodic demonstration of the gaping "purses" between the legs of the Snow Maidens has become an integral part of our fun. Everyone wanted that very long-awaited sequel, but no one knew how to get to it. No one except Ira ...

- Oh ... Something I already get bored playing this ... Are you not tired, boys? - Zanyla Svetlana.

- Well, to be honest, there is a little bit ... - I confessed.

- Yes ... Let's dance, maybe? - Igor suggested for some reason.

Nobody was obviously in a mood to dance. They all played hormones, and by no means childish!

- Well, then we can play another game ... It is much more alive and interesting! - Inserted her “five kopecks”, the main mass-runner, straightening her kokoshnik.

“Is the game again? ...” Sveta ached with delanoi in her voice.

- Yes, but ... she ... is vulgar, of course, to be honest! But oh, very interesting and will be remembered for a lifetime - I guarantee it to everyone! Because I know for myself! ..

- Well, uh ... - Igor significantly pointed out.

- About "ke-e-her! Come on! Spread the rules already!" I summarized the general agreement.

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