- Who's there?

- This is Kate. - I replied, knocking into the office of Vladimir Sergeyevich.

Vladimir Sergeevich is a psychologist-sexologist, to whom I began to go after the incident with Oleg. Vlad, of course, was very worried, including I was very worried about our marriage. I could not think of losing my man. He was beautiful in everything, I could always rely on him, he was calm, reasonable. Vlad kept the budget the old-fashioned way, writing down all the expenses in a notebook, then switched to a telephone bank, from where our money was written off from him, and he could see all the expenses. He would never call me a fool, and he always tried to behave very worthily. He could teach me a lot. This is a worthy husband and in the future I want to have children only from him.

- Well, tell Katenka, how are you doing, what's new? - as always, the sun (Vladimir Sergeevich) began our conversation rosy. Coming to him, I almost immediately sighed, now everything is so difficult and I get tired at home, the tension is very high.

“Oh, you know, it's a little better.” I still walk with my friends more often, we go to the pub, drink wine. Sometimes after work I meet with them to go to some event.

- It's good. Do you still feel guilty? - asked the sun.

- No, a little less. - I replied, although I could not exactly determine it.

- How is Vlad doing?

- Fine. He calmed down a bit and talk about that case almost stopped. Regarding Oleg, I convinced him to withdraw the lawsuit. This shame would have gone beyond the scope of our relationship and could someone of my acquaintances have known. Yes, and Oleg would then arrange such a scolding for me.

- Probably. Do you keep in touch?

- No, but Oleg himself does not want, probably. He is most likely disappointed that I brought everything to this. Maybe he is more angry with me that he has lost a friend, because his fetish has never touched friends.

“Perhaps, but he, too, should have thought when he agreed that there might be consequences.” - said the sun.

- Yes, but this whole situation is on my conscience.

- And what is "conscience"? - repeated in the style of Socrates Sun. - for each person it differs in values ​​and each of us is an egoist to one degree or another. If you stop being selfish, then we risk creating problems for our loved ones, remember this.

- Yes I know.

- You didn't tell Vlad how everything was?

- No, of course, he will kill me! We generally speak to him a little after this incident. At first, he spoke more often when he tried to figure out with Oleg and send me to you, but on the whole we have almost no conversation. We discuss everyday matters of duty briefly and that’s all.

- And remind how you and Oleg came to this idea?

- Oh, let me remember ... It was about a month before the case in the country. We met a big company of seven or eight people at the water park. There we swam and drank beer. Masha and Cyril came with their son, Artyom, one year old, we first saw them after the hospital. We had a conversation with Oleg when Vlad communicated with the others, he is a very good interlocutor and easily gathers friends and interlocutors around him. Oleg made a compliment that I have a very sexy swimsuit and casually asked about our sex with Vlad, and I thought. Thought that the colors were not. That is, sex was pretty good, but lacked emotion, passion. Obviously, Oleg did not expect such a revelation and also decided to tell me one secret, taking a promise from me that I would not tell anyone. And he talked about how he cheated on his ex with other wives. But you can't get away with your wives, and why it is necessary, and betrayals are more passionate than a regular office romance or affair with one of your acquaintances.

- Why is it more passionate with wives? - asked the sun.

- Well, the betrayal itself turns out to be passionate, that's the beauty of it. Always sex with another man who is burdened with relationships is more piquant.A man on the contrary, lovers will like more than the wife in bed. Say, in your family comfort, calm, and on the side you want and whore to fuck.

- And you, therefore, became his whore, and he is your whore in the masculine?

- Well, not quite. I couldn’t accept betrayal for myself, I wouldn’t want Vlad to cheat on me and therefore I tried to comply with everything in my requirements for him. I thought to persuade him to allow me to fuck with someone after talking with Oleg, in very rare cases, let's call it “Judgment Day”. But it was a thought.

And from that day on, Oleg and I became like best friends, or even a field husband husband and wife. We have never met him in private, only a lot of correspondence. Oleg told me about his dacha, where he arranged this trawler with photo shoots and flogging. This, of course, is a terrible perversion, but our correspondences were sometimes very piquant. He told me about how he fucked other girls, how he humiliated them, and they ended up treacherous with him. That they had husbands, but they still came to him. After these correspondence, I could not even persuade Vlad to have a normal sex workout, too often she began to ask him for it, and the whole situation affected me. Oleg sent me various photos of these girls, what he did with them in his basement. Somewhere there were husbands, but these couples initially sought such adventures together, and I kind of envied them most of all, because it was mutual.

- Yes, I understand what you are saying. - attentively listening to me, the sun, made some small notes in his notebook.

- And once he sent me his dick. - I said and was silent.

- So, what did you think? - asked the sun.

- Nothing, think how big it is! There is nothing special in it, my Vlad is also doing well in this regard.

- Good. - Sun answered smilingly and waited for me to add this phrase somehow.

- Well, it was just a foreign member. It was also a large, interesting form, and it belonged to another man, and the rights to it belong to another girl. Do you understand? This, you know, as it happens, here you eat from your plate, but you want to take it from someone else’s, it tastes better there. Just at the subconscious level, this happens.

- Yes, but it's all just in our heads. - answered the sun.

- I know, well, what's the difference if it brings pleasure? - I replied.

- But you said that the husband is expensive. Can we find other keys in our head for enjoyment? Everything, of course, depends on certain circumstances, but it is very interesting. You are an unusual girl, Kate. - answered the sun.

- Yes, I was engaged in self-digging for a very long time and when I saw a member, the head itself began to make a plan, even though I told myself that this would never happen. But it happened exactly as she imagined herself.

- Does Vlad still believe in the aromas of that herb? - asked the sun.

- Well, he told me about his guess the next day, after our return, but it was only in his head. In fact, there was no talk about aphrodisiac, as I said at the first meeting with you. We thought about how to make the situation go out of control. It could be alcohol, and massage oil, and a steam room, and food. Oleg proposed, by the way, to add hashish to the hookah, but I immediately rejected this offer when we were already there at the dacha. Vlad came up with it, because he had to justify somehow his own riser, which Oleg and I noticed. It was visible both in the forest and in the basement, and even at the beginning, when Oleg was shaking his member in front of me, even then I saw that Vlad was straightening his member, although then most likely Vlad also started off talking and drinking alcohol. It was the first time when I saw Oleg's member live, I really wanted to hold him rather quickly, and just hug Oleg, feel his body, his manner in sex. I wanted to see myself in a different way, but then I’m always good at home, I want to be a slut for someone to stay! It just happens that you want this, instincts can not get anywhere.

- Yes, it happens. - answered shortly the sun.

- It was all sitting inside of me ...