However, a month ago something changed. I suddenly noticed that I became more annoyed to my wife, she began to pay less attention to me. Then there were a couple of phone calls at an inappropriate time, when a young impudent voice asked Elena Alexandrovna. A couple of times I noticed that for talking on the mobile, my wife would go to her room and shut the door. Increasingly, I caught some kind of abstract expression on her face, as if she was dreamingly thinking about something.
- What are you dreaming about? I asked again, once again catching the missing expression on her face.
“About work,” she growled, not expressing a desire to talk.
Not really understanding what was happening, I began to look closely to my wife. One afternoon afternoon, when she retired to her room, I heard the key click in the door. Usually, it has never closed before, so my curiosity flared up. I tiptoed over to her door and listened. It was quiet, on the phone she obviously did not speak. The cabinet door creaked. I stooped lower, knowing that there was a small gap between the door and the joint. It was visible open cabinet door, the wife, it seems, was behind her. I kept watching. A minute later, the wife stepped out of the door and closed it. My eyes went wide in surprise. She was in a short combination and strapped her stockings to the elastic bands! I've never seen a wife like this before! Once, to make my fantasies come true, I tried to persuade Elena to wear stockings or at least just put them on for bedding, but I ran into such sincere indignation, even an insult in the style “Who do you take me for? I’m not like that! ”That later I didn’t even venture to talk about it. So for the first time in my life I saw my wife in such a dress!
I noticed her lush, massive thighs. The combination for her was definitely not the usual clothes, because she looked not only too short, but also tight, and her hips were just obscene! The view was so unusual for her that I even had a pounding heart with excitement.
“For forty-three years, she looks very attractive!
But what is she going to do? I have never seen her underwear like this! Does she walk like that now? Incredible! Maybe she's going on a date? ”- I got even more excited. My wife turned to leave the room and I quickly disappeared behind my door, leaving a narrow gap just in case. The key clicked, but the spouse did not immediately go out into the corridor. The door opened a little, the wife looked out at first, it seemed that she was convinced that the door to me was closed, and only then she left the room. Then I heard her dressing in the hallway. Before my eyes were her legs in stockings.
“She clearly does not want me to see her like this ... Maybe quickly get out and spot her? So what? What am I going to say? "Well, what is under your dress?" Stupid! Besides, then she will hide from me even more and I still won’t know what she is hiding! ”- my heart was beating and my knees were trembling from the surging feelings. From the hall came the sound of heels and the sound of a door closing.
“And in addition shoes on heels!” - I was inflamed more and more.
“What is this, jealousy? Fear? Curiosity? ”In any case, it was impossible to remain in ignorance. I threw on my jacket and ran out after her.
I didn’t see my wife right away, although she didn’t have time to pass so much, fifty meters. She was in a new dress, which I had not seen with her either. I did not immediately recognize her, it was so unusual to see a spouse in this form. The dress was short, just above the knees, but this was very unusual for her. It opened her full beautiful caviar in nylon, and defiantly tight her big rounded ass. I went a little way away and noted every peasant's glance at his wife's figure. Many turned and looked after her buttocks. From the thought that men look at my wife with lustful looks, I started.
“And this is my wife! And all the men want her! ”- I suddenly felt a growing erection. “Damn, if only this walk ended safely! I will spit on all insults and I will surely drag her to bed at home! ”
“If only they knew that she was wearing a dress under her dress!” I suddenly thought, returning to my experiences. “But where does she go? Maybe a friend? Doesn't she go to a man in this? Maybe she just likes to feel in such an attractive way? ”- I tried to calm myself down. But the thought that in such underwear is unlikely to go to her friends, all the time I was drilled.
We have already gone far enough, passing all the shops, theaters, where she could go. Further residential areas began and the spouse turned into one of them. “She can enter any door at any time!” You can not miss it! ”- I worried, shortening the distance.
Suddenly a young tall guy came out of one of the houses to meet her. I barely managed to dive into the bushes, trying not to miss anything.
The guy looked like he was only seventeen, with an extremely arrogant expression of a southern face. He went to my wife, took her hand, gallantly leaned over and kissed her hand. It was evident that his wife was pleased, she flirtatiously deviated and gently withdrew her hand. I looked around and gave him a cheek for a kiss. They exchanged a few words and went to the entrance.
“She wore stockings for this guy!” I thought with horror, rushed there and barely managed to bounce off the door of the entrance. Elena and the guy just came into the apartment on the first floor.
“What will they do there?” And what should I do? ”I was confused, not knowing what to do. Then, considering where the windows of this apartment could go, I ran to the other side of the house. “One ... two ... there must be this second balcony! That would climb there! But there are so many people here! They will immediately call the police! ”I almost groaned, jumping up and down with impatience and getting closer to the balcony.
The balcony was glazed, barred, hung with curtains, covered with wardrobes, but I immediately noticed that one of the windows was ajar with the bars. I frantically assessed the situation. “Opposite the public garden is some kind of institution, but today is a day off, they won't see me from the windows! If only people would stop walking along the path! ”
Finally, after a few minutes, the path near the house was empty and I quickly climbed onto the balcony. Fortunately for me, the curtain in the room was not completely closed, but a box blocked my way. I began to lean slowly, carefully peering out from behind the curtain. A wall with a carpet, an armchair ... on the arm of the armchair I saw an abandoned bra with rather rather big cups. “Is it not enough whose linen can be seen by peeping through the windows?” - I was still trying to calm myself. Just a couple of inches ahead and here ... oh God! On the armchair, I saw Elena's dress! The very black, short, which was on it five minutes ago and which was so interesting for the peasants to watch! My chest stung. I closed my eyes for a second, but I couldn’t even force myself to take a deep breath, so much so that my breath took it. Gathering my strength, I climbed over the box. Another half step ahead ... and an amazing picture opened up to me.
Elena was on all fours on the couch, and the guy with a flourish, with gusto, had her behind. Just a few meters away from me, his very large member without a condom plunged into my spouse's vagina! She was not naked, she had those shortest combination and stockings in which I had seen her at home. The guy devoured his eyes and squeezed his curvy buttocks and huge thighs with his hands. His eyes rolled from pleasure at each immersion of a member, but he tried not to take his eyes off, so as not to miss every moment of his movements. It was very noticeable that Elena was embarrassed by this posture, because she stood without bending her back, but on the contrary, like an inexperienced girl, having arched her, now and then pressing the hem of the combination with her hands, trying to pull him lower on the ass, as if she were most worried that they have it, but the fact that the guy is looking at her vagina and he can see how his penis enters it ... The guy was tanned, his wife is very white-skinned, and because of this the scene looked even more like a brutal male porn ... I suddenly caught myself It was almost resigned to what is happening and, if an outside observer unconsciously masturbate his erect penis swinging legs. I could hear through the open window, he roars with pleasure at every pushing member. I suddenly felt that I looked at it as an outsider at porn and could no longer take my eyes off.
The boy's movements suddenly sped up, he shivered and straightened up. I realized that he had finished in my spouse. For a minute he was leaving, then he pulled a member out of Elena's vagina. He turned her on his back and lay down on top. Elena wrapped her arms around him, they began to kiss, the boy squeezed her breasts with force. He tried to wrap his fingers around his entire chest, but it did not fit in his palm. I suddenly noticed that my wife’s breasts in those years that we had not had sex, became much larger. I was gripped by a terrible annoyance at the thought that her charms, with which far from being a woman could boast, could be enjoyed by me, and some pimply kid was enjoying herself!
Meanwhile, the guy was clearly excited again, his hand slipped down under him. I realized that he again inserted a member into his wife's vagina, because his hips again began to have rhythmic movements between Elena's legs. Intimate details were not visible to me, but I looked at her hands on his back, at trembling aristocratic thin and long fingers, which she kept pressing in his back, on her bent legs in nylon and all these details for some reason worried me even more.
“She specially made a manicure, raised her nails, put on stockings, and all this so that the guy got even more pleasure from the fact that he already fucks her! I can imagine how he kicks from her gorgeous body! Op-pa, he's probably her student! ”- I wondered guess. “She has a luxurious, adult married woman, and also her teacher! Without a condom, cums in her as he wants! And, probably, she enjoys her embarrassment! ”I suddenly wanted to be terribly in his place.
The second act did not last longer than the first. The guy finished again right in Elena. He whispered something in her ear, her eyes widened in surprise, but the guy was already on his knees and moved higher to the pillow. His rising member again was right in front of Elena. She tried to turn away, push the guy away, obviously refusing, said something with an embarrassed look, but the guy took advantage of it, bent his cock, put it in Elena's mouth and began to quickly move his whole body. It was no longer oral caress, he specifically had my wife in her mouth! He enjoyed it for several minutes, then ended it with a loud moan. It was obvious that Elena was trying to pull out his dick, then she still swallowed his sperm. Only then the guy, satisfied, pulled out the limp organ.
I suddenly remembered my wife's embarrassment when the boy was working on her from behind, or during oral sex, and I realized that I was present at their very first date. I even regretted that I did not see the moments when the spouse was undressing in front of him, when he first entered her dick into her. But the same thought suddenly made me look at everything that was happening from the outside and I was ashamed of myself. “A husband peeping at how his wife is having and receiving pleasure from it ...” I was already distorted, I braced myself, got down from the balcony, and, without sorting out the roads, wandered around the city for a long time trying to bring my thoughts in order ...
The following days passed like a fog. I didn’t say anything to my wife, I couldn’t even look at her, so I don’t know if her behavior changed, how ashamed she was of what was done. I do not know if she has met him yet. For some reason it seems unlikely. In our life, nothing has changed. She was obviously not going to part with me, she spent her free time at home more often. Even more often than before. But what I saw all the time stood before my eyes, causing a storm of feelings, the most powerful of which was desire. I really wanted to do the same thing with that guy. Somewhere in a month, having caught the moment when we were both in a good-natured mood, my wife was even slightly flirtatious, I tried to move to more active actions. This instantly pushed Elena away, she quit, stopped talking to me for a few days.
Honestly, I don't know what to do now. I already understand that it was necessary then, as long as she had a feeling of shame, to immediately take her by force, roughly doing the same thing, saying that I had seen it all. Now, a month later, it would have looked just silly. Leave everything as it is, I can not. I always have this picture before my eyes - a member of that guy in the mouth or between my wife's legs ...