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... As the evening lying in the room, after sea and sun, Mike asked the drunk wife to bring something refreshing from the bar. In principle, small business. Yes, and minute, the bar was just outside the room.

However, it took five, ten, twenty minutes, a "something refreshing" was not.

Had to go look, but at that moment the door opened and the room flushed fluttered Olga with a bouquet of roses.

— You won't be jealous if I tell them what happened? Really? I consider scarves, suddenly feel someone came to me and drives by the Pope member. So the member I with nothing to confuse. Turn around, Arab seller of the hotel. Fat. Met. After all, we agreed that I will not be denied to men. His name is Muhammad. Used to shower me with poems and compliments in broken English. Flowers were presented. He says he hasn't seen women more beautiful. Suggested a date at the beach and be his wife. Say I'm already married, and he is nothing watered husband and come night. A himself me against the wall pressed and kiss climbed. Count up the nerve? Said his buddy is very persistent and can be fun all night. I sent it. — she excitedly babbled, eyes shining.

Erection began instantly. Whether lying or not, but this sounds very exciting.

Tuk-tuk-tuk... heart Michael trembled with joy. Finally! Came not in vain! No wonder, in the last days of the beach trip on the bait the bait the local fish, figuratively speaking. A bait was simple — he often sent wife one anything-to go-to learn. And here it is, hit! On a whim, he embraced his wife.

— We seem to have found what he was looking for, sweetie! O remember your promise to have sex with another man abroad?

Another would be the life partner didn't remember this! Years ago I once jealous of Misha appeared a strong desire, bordering on idiocy, to divide it, the mother of his child, with another man.

First, all blamed on porn and wild male fantasy, but then the requests became more insistent and more insistent. It all came down to one, sleep, sleep, sleep, a I will love you even more. Our relationship will reach a new level and so on...

It was easy, especially because she was cute and had often noticed the glances of the opposite sex. But to spoil their reputation random novels did not want to. Moreover, her career in the largest gas Corporation abruptly flooded the hill and ruin everything was very easy.

Men are talkative, trenchant women and will easily blow the intimate information "in secret around the world", thought she. And in the marital bed, it was all good! Why should someone else to draw? A fool, or what?

However, Michael was extremely persistent like a woodpecker and repeated one and the same. Sleep, sleep, sleep...

Always and constantly itched. Here mite itch! Really tired! Not to listen to this debauchery, all the same, gave up in the end. Well, got already, bonehead worried!

— Look! If you must, then I'm ready. But I have a condition. This should be a complete stranger, which I like, and with whom I will never meet. Better a foreigner. And better if it is abroad. — dictated it.

Abroad. Yeah! Jubilant Mike went online and typed in "female sex tourism". Dominican Republic — far away, Kenya — maybe Egypt... Egypt! Sure! There are even local donkeys fucking. But he seems closed. It would be necessary to contact the travel Agency. To estimate what, and how...

... — Egypt is closed, young people. But in Cairo, the Charter is. Offering a cosy family hotel at a very tolerable price. Manager quickly picked up acceptable variances.

Immediately been paid. Online.

A day, four hours of flight and bus Charter, they stood in front of a two-story building with the inscription OLD PALACE RESOT.

— Do you like it? Fucking with him? Look at those biceps! whispered Mike, when a hefty black man — a security guard suffered their suitcases.

— Back off... — smiled his wife, coming to the reception, behind which sat a comely young man, with eyes wet with oil that issued the keys.

— A this counter? — continued questioning her husband when they were in the room.

— He's cute. I think I told him too much. — smiled again Olga, removing dress in front of a mirror...

Then were the days of slow, "vegetable" rest — they valilis on the beach, swimming and sipping cocktails until one day Mike asked drunk wife to bring something refreshing from the bar...

... A hotel kitchen there was a conversation between a chef in a white robe and cap and thereby by the seller. In Arabic, of course:

Given merger effugio MYR (I saw you milked Tits this Russian like a goat) chef.

— Merger — holes MYR Pyr-Birr, Birr (It's not a goat, a rather lascivious pig with Breasts who wants passionate males.) — the seller.

— Holes MYR-Gyr, Barber-holes — Pyr-Birr mines (Pigs need a good toast and pour the mayonnaise, as you know how) to cook.

— Barber — girgir — Birr — holes-murder-Pyr, Gyr-Birr (Is what I'm going to do today on the Bank for a lousy trinket that I can't sell) — the seller flashed out of his pocket a shiny, gaudy necklace...

— Holes-Birr MYR-Gyr (Maybe she can reject you) — chef.

Given the MYR — Birr Pyr-Pyr-holes, Gyr-Gyr (This is not possible, I'll give her exciter fault, she will ask about sex) — the seller...

... O remember your promise to have sex with another man abroad? — repeated impatiently husband.

Olga shrugged her shoulders.

Remember. This Muhammad a funny and hot man, but I'm not going alone. the tone was categorical.

Yes. The beach is not the best place. Best would be a room, but they're all busy.

I had to persuade using tricky psychological techniques. Painfully I wanted to relive those supposedly-unforgettable emotions when your mate has another bolt.

Next was an eloquent story that the hotel beach is surrounded by big rocks and loose there. The hotel scored only by elderly French people, and several families of Australians with children.

And those and others bezvylazno sit in the room like stones in the woods. And most importantly, he, her own husband, be close.

I'll be there. If something happens on a date, I'll pop up. And threatened that we'll go to the police and the Embassy.

Local afraid of this. — persuaded Micah again and again, changing his tone and words were reduced to one, — it will be exactly! There is nothing to fear! Go on, let him! After all, we are guests here and will leave soon! Give, give, give!

And after an hour of eloquent verbal revs dispelled doubts.

— Okay. But if I don't like, I'll go. — rocked the missus hair. In principle, what is now a Balk? We had the house to refuse not to go. And, honestly, she loves sex. Why not try someone else's man, if your supposedly insists on it?!!!

Hooray! The goal is closer than ever.

But first, there was a need for preparation, reconnaissance, so to speak, Michael trotting ran to explore, to the beach and chose a place of observation. The location is good, behind the boulder. On a hill, as the position glavnokomandueschego. And sunbed near there.

— Strange still my companion. Kicks from things for which others would kill. But you won't be left behind and you will annoy all the time. Have to agree, as long as the potential lover, home left. I just need the drink for courage. — sadly said the wife.

No problem. Brandy was found quickly, as porn from the personal collection on your tablet. Olga vegesal a glass of brandy and closely acquainted with the sex scenes, as if remembering ...