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It’s about like my wife came out with something that I simply can’t wrap my head around when I start to remember it. I always knew that at 40 years old, she was still the same temperamental slut in bed that she was when she was 20 years old and we just got married. When I found out that her secret desire was to fuck with different partners at the same time, I had such a hard-on for her that I was ready to fuck her for days.

And so, the incident happened in the bathhouse . Waking up early in the morning, as always, I had breakfast with my family, kissed my beloved wife and left for work. The day turned out to be very difficult, and we still did not have time to hold a business conference in the office, since after 18:00, none of our colleagues should have been in the building. Security closed all the offices and asked everyone to leave. Therefore, when my boss decided to hold this conference in a beautiful and cozy bathhouse, purely among men, I agreed and, leaving home a couple of hours earlier, immediately told my wife where I would be, packed my bag and left again. I don’t know what came over my Olya, but she expressed such beautiful words to me that, sitting in the company of smart, lucky, successful future partners, I felt dejected. It felt like my life was over. I’m just used to the fact that everything is fine with my wife and we never quarrel, so this was a big blow for me. But no matter what, I still went to the bathhouse where my partners had arrived, and after a couple of glasses of red wine we began to have a business conversation. The waitress, in a short skirt, often flashing before my eyes, excited the brains of all the sabantuy participants, so the conversation was conducted in a slightly exciting atmosphere.

About two hours passed before I felt tipsy and put my glass down a wide, beautiful wooden table, and almost lay down on a long terry towel, in front of the hot stones, from which hot steam emanated, when a woman rushed in, very similar to my wife. She was wearing a short dress, a mask on her face, and to the music that started playing on the speakers that hung in the corners, she began to belly dance for us. Slowly but confidently coming to my senses, I somehow unexpectedly realized, from the mole that was on her left leg, that this was my Olya. But he didn’t show it. The guys applauded, and one of them called the woman over. Having sat her on his knee, he took off her mask with a kiss and I was not just amazed, I was dumbfounded. It was Olya. She twisted her ass on his erect penis, which was hiding behind a white towel, and played with her size 5 tits, spinning everyone who was next to them. But she didn’t even look at me. I just had to be silent.

When the music ended, she completely undressed, and turning her ass towards the man, began to rub against him. Then, everyone came, including the whole gang, not including me. Everyone did whatever they wanted with her. Therefore, watching how they caressed her, I myself lost my head from her body. Everyone wanted my wife, but her body legally belonged to me. I started to cool down. My penis was convulsing, and putting my hand under the towel, I began to slowly jerk off. When she saw this, she flew up, jumping up from the lap of the most formidable man, and began to suck my dick, throwing back the towel. Spreading my legs wide, I threw my head back and moaned loudly. The woman seemed to me like a whore ordered by our guys. Then, I abruptly rejected the idea that she was my wife. He took her by the hair and whistled with pleasure, pressing her to himself, and the men screamed. Afterwards, we fucked her in turns. She sucked me, took me into her vagina, jerked me off with both hands, and was content with a couple more men sucking her big, elastic nipples. As I remember, it seems that this did not happen to me. And when she was filled with sperm. I was completely lost. Her entire body was covered in white mucus. And the smell...

We didn’t talk about this topic at home. We drove home separately. But every time I remember this, I drag her into the bedroom and fuck her so hard that our neighbors knock on the radiators to make us shut up.

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