Night call. The erotic novel of infidelity - страница 14

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Ten minutes later Anna and Jan came out of the room, he kissed her and said that he had to go to work now, and that there might be a business trip. Five minutes later he left.

– Is he married?

– How do you know?

– I can see right through these dogs. Let's go have some tea, dinner will be ready soon.

In one day, Diana managed to go to a neighboring city to see a friend, ask for advice, and pour out her soul about why her relationship with her husband had not worked out. She herself worked as a cosmetologist, and her clients often became her friends, each of whom tried to give her own advice, while more than half of them were single or divorced.

There are people who like to give advice, there are those who like to listen to advice, she was one of those.

– Angela, maybe he has someone, yesterday he didn't even want to fuck, I was there all evening with my bare ass twisted, he was tense and didn't say anything. And it looks like yesterday he also jerked off before going to bed while I was lying next to him, and then she didn't say that she herself fucked with a silicone dick in her vagina.

– Oh, girlfriend. Rather, he has someone, and you need to dress more expressively, like a whore, to make him jealous, don't wear panties, I'll write you the address of a store right now, where it's better to get a big discount, don't take underwear, you don't need it, men pay little attention to this, they don't want to see us in underwear, you'll save money

She took a taxi back and the distance was quite short, like a suburb.

She dressed like this, as her friend advised, and first decided to take a walk around the city before going home, it was a day off for her.

She actually managed to dress in such a way that she looked like a train station whore.

A short skirt that was more like shorts or breeches. And because of the prominent shapes, the original model, which was supposed to be worn loosely, now turned out to be tight, contrasting the hollow of the crotch on the buttocks.

Diana, having walked two blocks in her city, where she had already returned in the evening, noticed that men were simply drilling her with their glances and fucking her with their eyes, she was very happy about this, she was on top of her sense of self-importance, which she believed she had lost in recent years in her marriage.