Olga looked closely at Maria and continued:

- Well ... I saw the massage tables there. And the massage advertisement is hanging. Massage is relaxing. Itching will stop. Try it.

At the same time, she said this in such a strange tone that Masha was simply sure that some other meaning was hiding behind her simple words. Before dinner, she even went to this very honey. paragraph. She looked around and turned to a tight man bored at the table.

- My friend recommended you to me. Then she bandaged her leg yesterday, maybe remember.

“Of course, I remember,” it seemed that the man wanted to say something more, but he restrained himself, only by smiling and looking at the woman evaluatively from head to toe.

- She said you can make a nice relaxing massage.

- I can do a lot of things.

- Well, I thought, maybe you and me, like her, - went all-in Maria.

- bandage leg or ...?

“Or,” embarrassed, but not taking her eyes off the man, she said.

- You are familiar with the rates? In your case, you need a comprehensive massage. Here is the price list, - he looked at Masha again, his eyes caught on his chest and recovered, - although ... I think a back massage will be enough. Five hundred som. Vaughn couch.

- Olya did not say anything about money. I did not take with me, - Maria was confused.

- Not a problem, then bring. Sit down. I am now closing the door so that no one interferes.

- Not. Not now. Just for lunch, my husband is waiting. I'll come later.

- And your husband is waiting for you? What kind of attack with these husbands, - grinned a man.

Having no doubts that Olya visited this person yesterday, Maria asked the last question that tormented her:

- How did you meet with Olya?

- And she did not say? Generally by chance. I went to bed before washing, brushing my teeth. I have a room without amenities. And then she walks in ... the door was wrong ... I did not see the small letter M. in the dark. Let's of course ask for forgiveness. Another would just matyuknulas and went about their business. And this intellectual - she waited for me at the door, she began to apologize again. Immediately visible from the capital lady. So met.

- Cool! Just fate, - Maria marveled delightedly, disappearing through the door.

When he came to dinner, Vitaly almost immediately realized that the object had arrived. Maria was nervous, squirming and casting slanting glances across the room. Following the direction, he drew attention to the man quietly swallowing his portion.

“Not to be a spy for you,” he thought, but loudly loudly asked his wife, “Have you arrived?”

Masha nodded and just as quietly, taking advantage of the fact that the spouses were keen on conversation, whispered: “You go after dinner, and I’ll be late, I need to agree.”

In fact, it turned out that the peasant had finished dinner earlier and Maria slipped out after him:

- Sorry, I need to go out. Let's stop here without me.

On the beach, Masha persuaded Olya to go to the swim to the buoys. And took the direction away from the beach. Back nearest path lay to the thickets of sea buckthorn. Already swimming women saw the towel spread and the peasant lying on it in white shorts.

When the women came out of the water, trying to catch their breath, the peasant suddenly lifted his head and said apologetically:

- Excuse me, young ladies, I just arrived today, I forgot my swimming trunks and hid here. I did not know that such beautiful nymphs could come out of the water. I apologize for my appearance.

He seemed to be indifferent to the gesture of his trussels, who were tightly wrapped in a slightly tense, especially for meeting with ladies, member. The man again laid his head on the towel and closed his eyes, giving women not hesitating to consider the subject of his pride.

Even Masha, knowing that she had to see involuntarily swallowed, glancing at the beautifully laid sausage. But then she turned back to the water, only sidelong watching the reaction of Olga. In order not to delay the silence, she asked:

- Do you think we can swim up to the buoy again or not?

Itself at this time with satisfaction noted that the bait girlfriend swallowed. Olya looked at the man with wide eyes. The sound of the voice seemed to wake up:

- Um ... yes. What? I do not know. Do you want more? - Olya seemed to shake the stupor away from the peasant.

- Can I fuck with you too? By the way, my name is Dima, - a voice rang out behind me.

- Yes, please, there is enough lake for everyone, - Olya tried to make an indifferent tone and jumped into the water from a running start.

She immediately turned around and held the man who had risen from the towel with an attentive glance. Periodically she glanced at Maria, but she slowly walked to the water and looked carelessly off into the distance, not looking at either her friend or the man behind her.

Dima rose to his feet. He waved his hands, dispersing the blood and slightly hopped on the spot, doubting whether he overdone with posing. And swam to catch up with women. Maria, as it was discussed, began to lag behind halfway. Finally she screamed that she was tired and swam to the shore. When she went ashore, Olya and Dima were already hanging on the buoy talking animatedly ...

After a while, Olya flopped on a plaid next to men drinking beer. She was still cheerful and did not arouse any suspicions from her husband.

When the friends returned from the beach and Maria and Vitaly were alone, Masha immediately pulled out the phone and dialed Dima, turning on the speakerphone:

- Well, how? What do you think?

- Kapets is she aggressive. It felt like she was shooting me. For 3 minutes, I found out who I am, with whom and where. I asked if she liked me. She said that she fell in love with me at first sight and wants to see again, to check out why my heart beat so fast at the sight of me. But the tyrant husband constantly watches over her. In general, promises at night when my husband falls asleep to come to my room.

- Well, you're handsome! What a buoy hung so long. Lapal already what?

- Well, you warned me not to do anything. I'm not in the business at all. That's her. Says tired hands, slide off. I kicked my legs and let's rub. I thought right there fuck me. Then she saw that you were looking at us, said: “Look, do not fall asleep” and dumped.

- Then how do we agree? Mayaknesh me when you come? And do not close the curtains on the balcony.

- Well, if you can. Will you shoot something?

- Nah. Her husband will pry, - Masha giggled.

- Do not go. We did not agree. I have no business with my husbands.

- Yes, do not worry, he is with the concepts. Dragging when peeping. Will not climb to you. I answer.

- Well I do not know. Maybe you better take off the phone and show it to him later?

- We'll see. But you do your job and do not think about anything.

- Something you strain me with the idea of ​​a husband. I'd rather you spied. And even better joined. How do you like the idea? Let's do a threesome?

Masha looked back at her husband, who was quietly raging near, and said into the phone:

- You at least cope with this.

- What are the doubts? It seems you did not complain when ...

- Okay, come on! Waiting for your call. Until! - red, like a cancer, Maria pressed the hang up, guiltily looking at her husband:

- Well, why are you angry? He himself asked to tighten it here.

“It's all right,” said Vitaly. He also understood that he himself had started all this.

- When will we say to Andrew? May warn in advance. Let them sleep early.

- Good. I'll talk to him. Let him say a head ache, wants to sleep.

In the evening, when Vitaly shared this story with Andrei, he listened to him with great doubt:

- Vital, listen. I understand that you are enthusiastic about the idea that you’ll lose your heart and I will roll the eggs to your wife. If again you came up with some garbage, let's better agree that there was no dispute and rest normally. Well, agree, you can see with the naked eye that we just have different wives. Your constantly looking at men, but my nafig is not necessary. Not even looking at anyone. Because I completely satisfy her. Just take it for granted that everyone is different. Mine is not like yours ... Read more →