He lay down next to her and began to examine her from all sides in the already dim lighting of the bedroom. He saw a stain on the sheet near her crotch and decided to sniff it, and it was not her moisture.

The rage he felt was beyond words, and he said nothing, he didn't even want to wake his wife.

– She’s already started bringing fuckers home, bitch!– he thought and, getting dressed quickly, left the apartment.

Diana felt it all, and his furious look from the flowing from her crotch, and how he left, she did not sleep. She only wanted to find her silicone penis, and, having found it on the floor, she stood up and, having moved it further from the bed, began to sit on it, and there was no need for lubrication, the sperm that was still there a little helped her warm up and begin to flow, flow, like the crown of a tree in the spring, from which the juice seeps through a cut trunk across. Her vagina resembled this shape of the slit.

She felt good, ashamed and hurt, and all together it made up a cocktail of feelings that she felt through the perineum with the tips of the neurons in her brain.

Having already dialed Nadya’s number, he made sure that she would soon be going home, and if it wasn’t too much trouble, he could give her a ride home.

– I'll be there, tell me the address.

It turned out to be very close to his house, but on a different street.

He got there pretty quickly, but he didn't know where he had to go next. And, having reached the yard, he turned off the engine and began to look at the messages that had come from Anna, his new acquaintance on the bench: "Good night, darling, I hope you read this and not your wife."

A minute later Nadya came out, and at first he didn’t even recognize her, because she was a completely different girl from the one he was used to seeing at work.

She was wearing tight jeans today, which showed off her slender figure, and especially her legs, so slender, like slingshots, and Jan grabbed his cock and adjusted it in his pants, because it had gotten up and caught on something, it was painful.

– Hello.

– You look amazing.

– I know.

– How did the celebration go?

– Yes, we sat there, no one remembered about the birthday, it looks like someone fucked our mutual friend in the toilet of a friend and either intentionally or accidentally hung condoms in a visible place. There weren't many people, there are suspicions about who did it, but I don't care.

– You have a fun party.

– Yes, these idiots do this all the time when they're visiting, there's one couple there.

– Where are we going?

– Home.

– Well, will you tell me the address? – asked Jan, smiling.

– Straight ahead for now.

The car pulled into the lane, and Nadya, who was sitting in front, said:

– The thongs are stuck in and pulling.

– I'll stop you now, you'll fix it.

– Just a quick one.

She lifted her pelvis, unfastened the belt of her trousers, pulled down the zipper, put her left hand in, holding onto the car door handle with her right, adjusted something there and sat back down, performing all the operations in the opposite direction.

– Okay now. Right here.

– There are no houses further from here.

– I know. I want… I want to be the head of the department.

– Didn't understand.

– I want to become a senior employee of our department, with the prospect of growth. Well, if…

– Are you married?

– No, but I have a boyfriend, he’s some kind of troublemaker, he writes poetry, he’s an idiot, basically.

– Why an idiot right away?

– I don't have time for him now. I want, I want… for you to fuck me like a thing, now, here, everywhere. But I'm afraid you won't be enough for all the holes, if you don't agree, tell me right away.