All the past three years, I quietly watched her, looked through her SMS messages, e-mail, but there were no hints that someone else had it. But all this lasted until recently. On one of the summer evenings on Saturday, my devout, together with her friends at work, went to celebrate their birthday in a small restaurant. I drove them myself by car, then agreeing that they would go home by taxi, took a beer and went home to watch their favorite football. The restaurant worked until two o'clock in the morning and Tatiana promised to return home by this time. At about 11 o'clock I called Tanya and in a conversation with her I realized that she was drunk enough and suggested that she immediately go home. Tanya giggled in response and handed the phone to the birthday girl, who assured me that everything would be fine.
I calmed down and after the conversation I began to lean on beer just as hard. It took 2 hours, then another half hour and I called my wife. Eprst, - the phone is off, where is my missus? I immediately remembered the stories of my wife about her life before our marriage, when she could not exactly count how many men she had — either 43 or 44, or maybe even more. The idea that the faithful with someone can have fun at this moment greatly led me. Before that, I was extremely excited by her stories about past adventures. At 3 o'clock, then 4 o'clock, and finally I heard uncertain steps on the floor and unsuccessful attempts to get the key to the keyhole. I open the door and fool around on the spot - my dear, drunk in the trash, my hair is disheveled, the makeup on my face is smeared, I do not understand anything.
-Where are you from? - I ask her, but she doesn’t answer anything and doesn’t even take off her shoes, run to the bathroom and let's vomit. Well, okay, I went to a single room, straightened the bed and began to wait for Tanya. I heard the water turned on, did not seem to vomit, and then silence. I go to the bathroom, lying, trying to get up, but can not. I lift Tanya, from her bears tobacco, alcohol, head and clothes wet from water. I carry into the room and throw it in all my clothes on the bed and she instantly falls asleep. Lying in an embrace with a pillow, on widely spread legs not removed shoes. I look, and under a little gasping skirt my naked ass is gently picking up the above-exactly without panties, shaved sex lips are swollen, treacherously redden, and they also shine with moisture.
I ran my finger between them and put it in the vagina, from where a trickle of white sperm flowed immediately. In fucking whore, unable to stand, I said. Well, I think it will not fly, it is worth a spiral, and suddenly some sort of garbage was infected. From the thought that my little wife, someone pulled me a member stood like a stake. From a secret I took a remedy in case of contacts with unfamiliar girls and plentifully smeared Tanyushi's lips with it and poured nearly half of the bottle into her rather broken-down vagina. Then he worked himself and immediately vsandal in his wife's hole. Yes ..., it was immediately felt that she did a good job with her, but I was on FIG, that I was poking into this big hole. The idea that someone had just fucked her quickly brought me to orgasm. After going down to my wife, who showed no signs of life, I decided, in search of evidence, to examine her purse.
So, in the empty wallet is the only crumpled business card of the taxi company, and on it is written with a mobile phone and the name Hera. I take out my wife's mobile phone, turn it on and almost immediately a message comes from Hera's number “How are you?” I answer “Everything is okay”. In response, sms "I'll take you without money even to the ends of the world." Then I understand everything and turn off the phone. My wife once told me that being a student and having walked all the money at the disco, a couple of times, choosing a prettier taxi driver, negotiated for home delivery for blowjob or sex. This time the wife, having walked in the tavern, decided to shake all the money with her youth and paid the taxi driver with herself.
With this thought and a member who has already re-emerged, I return to Tanya and begin to fuck her. Since the vagina is too broken, I turn to the point of my wife, where I am safely and finish in a short time. I lie next to her and understand that I would like more not only to know about my wife’s infidelities, but to look at it or even participate, well, there I’m still a man or two. In this regard, I decide - in the morning she did not say a word about the fact that I know everything. I will say that he himself was swelling and did not remember well what happened. With this thought, I try to doze off, but thoughts about how to carry out my plans for a long time do not allow me to sleep peacefully.