Wife with friends

There's a darkness within each of us. For some, it's thicker, while for others, it's a barely perceptible, yet still dirty, cloud. Some hide their dark side from society, while others are mostly pure and bright, but somewhere deep within them lie hidden actions that are best left unseen. This story centers on an ordinary married couple. The husband, let's call him Nikolai, the wife, let's call her Nina, and a son and daughter, whose names are of no use to us. And then something happened in their lives that could tear the family apart. His loving and beloved wife, in every sense, was recovering from her second childbirth, and Kolya couldn't be happier. She was becoming more beautiful, and most importantly, the spark that had once attracted him was rekindled. Nina was regaining her usual self-confidence, her easy smile with or without reason, and her love of sex. The latter had been difficult for a long time. Before the children arrived, she was an uncontrollable bitch, impossible to describe without the words "lust" and "initiative." The birth of her son changed everything. Nikolai saw her former self in his wife only in flashes. The rest of the time, she was replaced by a housewife overly focused on motherhood. This wasn't bad. Our entire lives were intertwined with various changes, and expecting everything to remain as it had been before having children was naive. However, outwardly, she was still the same Nina. Although she dressed more modestly, she was still the same beloved. Numerous conversations, spiced with emotions, the influence of hormones, and simple human misunderstandings, put everything in its place. Her husband needed that depraved side of her personality. And she herself wanted to free it from the shackles of everyday life. The second pregnancy upset everything, and the cycle repeated itself. Only this time, the couple knew which way to sail during the raging storm. The lack of the satisfaction he needed exacerbated some of Kolya's obsessive fantasies. Nothing out of the ordinary, he thought—group sex, watching his lover have sex with another man. He didn't know where these desires came from, but he justified them by saying that most guys dreamed of such things. Nina, however, made it clear she wasn't ready to commit to his scenarios, believing fidelity to be the guarantee of marital well-being. Although her husband didn't insist on any of this, he continued to test the waters. While his wife was pregnant, and then breastfeeding, Nikolai constantly imagined her being taken by several men. Sometimes against her will. Sometimes, his wife, the model of the lustful woman of his fantasies, would seduce the men, who would easily move on to action. Loud moans, screams, spanks and slaps were accompanied by discharge flying in all directions, the impact of hot scrotums on the tender skin of the female perineum and streams of sperm covering all the exposed parts of Nina’s body. Nikolai was spending the evening at a noisy bar with two of his friends. A little over three months had passed since his daughter's birth, and the going was still tough. He supported Nina, and she supported him, but their overall well-being left much to be desired. Today was Valik's birthday—one of the guys with whom Kolya now drinks alcohol—and his husband had persuaded his other half to let him go on vacation. Although he knew that leaving his wife alone with their children wasn't the best move, he needed rest, some relaxation. After all, he deserved it. "Why didn't you take Ninka with you?" the birthday boy asked, raising another glass of beer. "There's no one to leave the little ones with," Nikolai said with a characteristic gesture of his shoulders. Valentin was two years older than him, Sasha just a little younger. Regardless of their ages, both his friends had no idea what it was like to be a parent, so this answer was perfect. Kolya couldn't be called a teetotaler, but he hadn't gotten completely wasted since the birth of his first child. Today, however, he indulged more than usual. The whiskey, replacing the beer, loosened the tongues of each of the three. It was difficult to trace how the innocent question asked some time ago had led to a discussion of his wife, but that's exactly what was happening now. Valik and Alexander were offering fairly standard compliments, and Nikolai was describing his sexual experience with Nina in vivid detail. "You're lucky to have such a wife," Alexander reiterated. "A reliable slut," Valik added with a wide smile. "Well, not exactly foolproof," the narrator added, adding to the intrigue. The drunken friends' eyes lit up even more. They took turns guessing what Nina had refused him, and all they heard in response was, "No, we had that." Suddenly, Kolya voiced his long-held fantasies. Until that evening, only he and his wife knew about them, but the atmosphere of drinking among the men had taken its toll. His mouth conveyed his perverse desires for his beloved wife and another man. The audience clearly enjoyed it. Then he talked about a group sex, which Nina had never agreed to even before the birth of her son. His friends jokingly suggested their own candidates. With that, the evening of relaxation could be considered over; the only thing awaiting the hapless husband was his beloved's displeasure. Six months later, Valentin inherited the dacha. It was in decent condition and instantly became his pride and joy. All it needed was a few minor renovations, and the vacation spot would meet all the needs of his guests and his own. Although all the renovations would take about three months, Valik was already inviting friends over. Turning to Nikolai, he emphasized Nina’s invitation: “We can find a nanny for the weekend in advance.” Having already extended his preliminary invitation to his wife, the husband paused to reflect. Although he didn't remember that evening at the bar fondly, Kolya remembered how he'd advertised his woman. And he remembered how he'd shared his fantasies. The question swirled in his mind: "Is the emphasis on Nina's invitation related to that evening, or is it just friendly concern?" There was no answer. He hesitated to ask his friend directly, and focusing on his own depraved fantasies seemed foolish. And most importantly, he didn't know whether he wanted to act on them. Discussions of the upcoming trip had come up repeatedly over the months, and Nikolai, in his friend's presence, had made numerous jokes and allusions to his chosen one's sexuality. In this way, he hoped to understand Valentin's motives for inviting Nina, but they remained mysterious. The weather was far from favorable, but Valik had no intention of postponing the event. In addition to Kolya and his wife, Sashka, Vitka, and Lyuda—a couple who weren't yet married but clearly longed for one—had also arrived at his dacha. Despite the rain and a slight chill, the group spent time outdoors, periodically taking shelter under the treetops rather than inside. The dacha's owner was responsible for both the barbecue and the alcoholic drinks. Nikolai began to feel that his suspicions about Valentin's special relationship with Nina were unfounded, even though he occasionally noticed small details he couldn't quite interpret. When, in response to Alexander's joke about taking pity on the guests and stopping filling their glasses, Valik offered everyone who wanted to stay overnight, Viktor said he and Lyudmila had an important day the following day. Beyond this polite refusal, the guests' reception was reserved. Only then did Kolya's mind begin to conjure up images he'd simultaneously dreamed of and dreaded. There was a good chance that tonight, only the men who'd once discussed Nina in great detail, and the woman herself, would remain there. Nikolai, who'd been advertising his wife that evening, began to notice details again. Perhaps he saw what he wanted to see, but it seemed his wife was beginning to receive more attention than any of the other guests. It seemed her glass was being refilled more often. It seemed Sasha and Valentin were exchanging glances more often. Well-rested, Lyuda and Vitya said goodbye to the group and thanked the dacha owner for his hospitality. The day had truly passed joyfully and carefree, a rarity in the routine of adult life. The sun was setting behind the horizon, preparing to hand over its reign to the night, and Valik invited the remaining guests to move into the house. "Can you help me?" he asked Kolya, going out into the yard again. Despite his own condition, his friend did not want to leave a mess that would have to be cleaned up in the morning anyway. "Your Nina has become prettier again," Valentin casually added. "Glad to see her like this," Nikolai replied, thinking about how much his wife had drunk today. She must have overstepped her bounds, just like he had on Valik's birthday. “She has the right,” the husband who brought her here mentally countered his own thoughts. "Have you gotten rid of your shameful fantasies yet?" asked the friend. “No,” Kolya answered quietly and hesitantly, thinking that Nina was now alone with Alexander, who had heard as much as Valik. When they returned to the house, the only girl left and her friend, who was keeping her company, looked like a couple caught. They were simply sitting at the table, quietly chatting, but the men's return clearly unsettled them. Questions raced through Nikolai's mind. Had Sasha started working on her? Was a drunk Nina ready to cheat or invite a third man to bed? Did Valentin and Alexander have a plan they'd forgotten to share with him? The host interrupted this train of thought, suggesting they continue the feast. Alcohol flowed again, flowing into the glasses and into the drinkers' throats. Only it seemed the men were pretending to consume while Nina downed it with relish. Kolya, who rarely drank indoors, said he needed to lie down for a while, and Valik immediately led his friend to a spare room. Conflicting emotions swirled within the husband, who had once again left his wife with another man. He knew he was doing wrong, but his sexual desire overshadowed the groans of his conscience. Steps. "This is the first time I've seen my husband go and lie down like this after drinking," Nina said. The sound of a chair being moved and a creak indicating that someone sat on it. “It happens to everyone,” Alexander answered with particular kindness. "Stop it," the female voice sounded embarrassed. "Just ten minutes ago you were letting me stroke your hand," said the same kind male voice. The audibility in the house was already excellent, but Nikolai placed his ear practically next to the wall closest to the voices and held his breath. “We were alone,” Nina’s quiet voice sounded even more embarrassed. The sounds of a bottle being raised and glasses being filled. "I think that's enough for me. I need to check on my husband." There was nothing criminal in these words, but they were spoken just as quietly. "Kolya's fine—I put him to bed. And you've already got a drink," the owner of the dacha clearly had no intention of letting the girl go. The eavesdropping husband expected his wife to continue looking for excuses to leave the two men's company, but after another drink, they resumed their conversation. He couldn't believe it, but Sasha and Valik had drawn her into intimate conversations. Through their illusory interest in her postpartum well-being, the men led Nina to boast about their experiences during sex. “I feel like I’m young and desirable again,” the girl stated quite loudly. "Of course you are desirable," Alexander confirmed, after which some kind of commotion was heard. "What are you doing?" the female voice became quiet and embarrassed again. Nikolai could only guess what was going on. His imagination conjured up a picture of four male hands groping the body of a drunken beauty, while Nina's face burned with shame and embarrassment. Other sounds were added, most resembling kisses. Perhaps her delicate neck or shoulders were being touched by the lips of seducers. The woman's voice sounded as if she were taking a deep breath, afraid to let out a moan. The secluded husband's imagination conjured up a scene where one of the friends reached into his wife's panties. During this entire period of uncertainty, not a single word was spoken... The fidgeting became even more pronounced. Kolya assumed Nina was being undressed. Nothing from her voice indicated her reluctance to succumb to her instincts. Distinct, solitary moans began, followed by clapping. No imagination was needed to understand what the three of them were doing. The only mystery was whether this was a threesome, forbidden to his wife, or sex under the watchful eye of a stranger. Nikolai was consumed by arousal, and he began masturbating to the sounds penetrating his skin. The orgasm was intense and swift, as if he were an inexperienced boy again. Having achieved his release, the husband continued listening to the depraved symphony, with Nina restraining herself. No matter how quietly the threesome tried to behave, it sounded very loud in Kolya's head. Realizing it was nearing completion, Nikolai opened the door and wandered over to the secluded area. What he saw again astonished him. His wife, previously opposed to a threesome, was standing doggy style. Valik was positioned behind her. Alexander's penis was being actively handled by a woman's mouth. In a whirlwind of emotions, the woman didn't hear the footsteps and so continued her sex as if nothing had happened. The men, however, paused their movements, looking at Kolya, who appeared on the threshold. Sensing a change, Nina looked at Sasha's face, and then at her husband. He silently turned and walked out into the quiet of the night courtyard. The adventure at the dacha led to many events. The unfaithful wife initially tried to blame her husband for leaving her alone at the table with the men, and then begged him for forgiveness at length. Valentin and Alexander didn't comment on the night's adventure for a long time, and then began hinting at a repeat. Nikolai, however, emerged victorious – not only had he experienced unforgettable emotions that exceeded all his expectations, but now he was a knight in shining armor, having forgiven his wife for all her sins. At times, his conscience consumed him, but he couldn't allow the whole truth to come out. If Nina had learned that all this had happened because of him, the already struggling family would surely have fallen apart. But his problems weren't limited to internal conflicts and the secret they had formed. At some point, Valik decided to blackmail Kolya into allowing his wife to be his personal property again. His friend threatened to tell Nina the real situation. This led to the family moving to another city and severing all ties with their former friends. Now, as stated at the beginning of the story, the main characters are an ordinary family, one that has experienced most of life's ups and downs. And one that harbors a secret that still keeps the couple on edge.