Chapter 1

“Yuri!” your wife cries.

You are surprised. What is she doing, calling you when her lover is right there?! He, incidentally, is more surprised than you are -- and more frightened, too. At Anna’s cry he jerks, and Balkhi’s penis reflexively spurts white fluid onto the beautiful woman already turning around.

It seems your wife has already forgotten about him, and gives a startled little gasp when the viscous mess from the old man’s body strikes her nightdress. There is a lot of it, too much; the stream cannot be stopped! Even before it has finished marking her, Annette slaps Balkhi across the face, and you hear her word:

“Idiot!”

And what about you? You have to react to your wife’s cry! Come out? Call back? If you come out, you will see Balkhi ... and then what will your wife do? A vindictive feeling seizes you like lust. You do not know why Anna called you, but you want to see her eyes when you step out!

You quickly get out of the tub and wrap a towel around your waist. Damn it, you are hard. Why? You are going to your wife and her lover, straight to the scene of the betrayal -- why an erection?! You ought to wait, calm down, but then Balkhi will have time to leave! You ... walk out like that.

Annette hears you and turns sharply. She had been cleaning the guest’s mess from her nightdress. You see her hand reflexively pass over it again. Balkhi himself had already tucked himself back into his pants and wanted to head for the hallway. Too late. You approach them with malicious delight. The only thing spoiling your mood is that you have to keep your hands at groin level to hide your erection.