She tried to push the thoughts away, but the knowledge that she or he would have an orgasm and everything would return to normal was frightening.

"Take your time, get some rest.

She practically pushed him away from her to let him cool off, and after a minute, she continued again. This really helped to delay the final part for a certain amount of time further.

"Look, little flowers," came a voice from afar.

It was another couple, trying to get some privacy. They were going exactly to their place, where they were currently engaged in copulation in the background of nature.

"Oh, I'm sorry.

"It's okay, come on in," Vlad said to a passing couple. The woman who was walking in front of the man was clearly displeased with something, but they passed by and Vlad continued his movements, which again disconnected Natalia from the world around her.

"You should still grow five centimeters," said the woman's voice, disappearing and disappearing.

Natalia was filled with pride for her husband.

– You're so cool, I like your cock, have it bigger, deeper."

But these words did not affect the pace of sex, and she moved away from herself again and knelt on the grass, barely finding a place where it would not hurt so much, because there were small and large stones everywhere, which could only be felt more than seen in the virgin tall grass, where except for wild rare animals, no one else went, unless, of course, you do not take into account those who wanted to get here for beautiful shots and unforgettable sex.

They returned back to the lodge after lunch, and in the local cafe-restaurant of the recreation center, where they went, how they changed clothes, they were late for the so-called business lunch, which they called the owners of the base themselves, although why it was necessary to call it that at the place of rest, it was not clear.

There were no hot soups, there were meat dishes and fish, but if desired, they could make mashed soups to warm up, they sometimes prepared those dishes that were not on the menu, because they did not do it for free.

"I'm finally warm.

– I wasn't cold, really, but my ass was. Then in the evening, I hope, you will warm up. Do you still have the strength?

– We need to eat more meat now, in the evening again, I think they will have fish from the menu

We returned to the house after eating, decided to relax, spread out on the bed.

Natalia didn't want to sleep, and after initially trying to fall asleep, she couldn't take a nap for half an hour. And then I decided to leave the house, take a walk around the tourist base, along the park, which was actually a natural forest in the wild.

She sat down on the bench, closing her eyes.

"Angela!

She opened her eyes, realizing that a man was looking at her and smiling.

– Angela." Hi.

As she drifted into consciousness, she realized that it was her name while working as a prostitute, and maybe this man recognized her, but she didn't. There were a lot of them, sometimes dozens of them in a night, and some of them she didn't even see, or rather, almost didn't see, because she was more likely to stand cancer with them, because that's what they called her among their friends – "Angela cancer". It had an outstanding rear view, and, by the way, preserved.

– Do I know you?" she said, pretending not to understand what was being said.

"You probably don't remember me, but yes. In general, are you at work now or what?

– I got married.

"Congratulations." Probably quite a wealthy man

"No, just a regular one. The head of the transport department earns on average, but we have enough.

– No one ever has enough money, this can't be happening.

– Why would you do that?"

– What

– Why are you telling me this now?

"Maybe…"

– It can't

"If…?"

– What if?"

– The price of the issue. Raise.

The man didn't want to give in, and apparently he didn't want to leave until he had what he wanted – her flesh.

Natalia understood that she was in a situation, that now her husband might start looking for him, and if he found him, there would be questions that she would not want to solve again through a friend and through a "night away".

– How much?"

"That's another conversation. A tenner in an hour. You can't go to your husband's house after all, you can't stay the night

– What cabin are you in

"In the fifteenth. There.

She realized that it was almost right next to their cabin, if it didn't turn out to be window to window at all.

– I need to pass unnoticed." There's a house next door, and we're staying there.

And when she said that, she felt that she had given herself away completely, and there might already be problems, but now she wanted to get rid of the annoying ex-client by "getting laid quickly."

They went through, and managed to do it quickly, but using the path on the other side of the house.

"Here."

He took two bills and shoved them under her skirt, hoping to put them in her underwear, but they failed. She had no underwear.

She bent down to pick up the bills, which were scattered quite far from where they had fallen.

The man who never introduced himself to her, and she didn't even need it, saw how she bent down and exposed her charms, and even her crotch, which was a little overgrown with hair, added pepper, and he was so excited that, unable to stand it, he began to fuck her right in this position before she could pick up the money from the floor.

"Come on, bitch, pack up, whore.

Natalia was agitated, she felt shame, humiliation and already began to gradually feel pleasant feelings in the lower abdomen.

– I was looking for you, you weren't there, I found you, and I'm going to fuck you."

This went on for quite a long time, causing her to feel dizzy and her temples to pound.

– I can…"

"No, you can't," the man said, not even listening to her finish.

"I -"

But the man continued to use it as a sex machine, apparently hungry for a long time.

Then he turned her to the window, where there were thin curtains that allowed her to see the silhouette of a person, but not a face.

Natalya wanted to freshen up a little, straighten her back and lean on the windowsill, and she did it with great difficulty

When she came to her senses a little, she saw their rest house, as her husband was still lying on the bed and rolling from side to side. And it looked like he was about to get up, probably already had a good night's sleep, rested.

A small horror seized her when she realized that her husband would start looking for her or, even worse, see through the window how she was fucking with a man.

But after looking a little closer, she realized that it would still be impossible to see the faces, and she recognized her husband only because she knew that they were resting in this house, and his face was no longer needed. This calmed her down, and she tried to enjoy herself now, which she could already feel in full force

And at that moment, she didn't care who was fucking her or why she was fucking her. And at that moment, just now, she thought about returning to the profession again, thinking that she was already beginning to get tired of the pretentious restaurant patrons who, leaving a hundred rubles tip "from the tsar's shoulder", left with such a businesslike air that it seemed something magical, not happening in reality, that it was so much more important than the rest of the world. it was funny and sarcastic in her eyes.

Although many of her colleagues were happy to take any coin as a tip, and this did not bother them.