– Hey, how are things with your wife? – the colleague Oleg asked, having remained with Maxim one on one.

– In terms of?

– Well, you're a long time live together?

– Seven years married, and before that almost a year met.

Well, here I am already with my Daw almost ten rewind. And personal life year three already, perhaps, there is no. So, I wonder, I have one of these or so at all, over the years lost interest.

– No, I'm fine, I'm fine. Today, for example, or rather yesterday. Came, had dinner, watched telly, then the children laid to sleep, do her in quickly and on the side, and in the morning me Breakfast in bed, but not scrambled some, and pancakes with condensed milk, coffee. Deserved, of course. I eat my Breakfast, the wife in the side, gives me a break, she realizes that the dripping man on the brain is a dangerous business. Leaves, that she to do something will. So I'm all good in that regard.

– Great, I'd like that.

What about you?

Yeah the first time was the same, and then I want her stopped. You look at porn, you look at prostitutes. So still nothing to live as something can be. But that year with the young girl began to meet. I visit her after work, sometimes on weekends. She's smart. He knows I'm married, he doesn't call at an unscheduled hour, and if he gets into an awkward moment, he apologizes and says that he didn't get there. Look, yesterday I sent me a picture.

Oleg showed a photo of a young naked girl.

– How? he said smugly.

– Yeah…– run up max. – No, I lover to have, didn't I, after all, decent people. Exemplary family man. A porn – without it, I look, well, the prostitutes I visit, but not often. For the new year and birthday gift to myself usually do. Well, so even if sad sometimes. Are we men or are we not?

– Yeah! – supported with laughter buddy, beating his hand five.

***

Ira is sometimes called a law-school friend Lena, kept each other informed of developments, and discussed, who what to hear about classmates. Sometimes Irina became a friend shirt for crying, sometimes Vice versa. But then the telephone conversations business did not go. Each had their own family and their own concerns. There was no time for meetings, although there was a lot of talk about it.

– How are you with Maxim?

Nothing to brag about.

Who is, IR.

– Don't know, Len, can, I much want? Talked to a psychologist, he said that to stimulate the relationship, a man needs to constantly feed, as well as the way to the heart of a man lies through his stomach… In short, I made last night gala dinner, wearing an evening dress, her hair done, asked for a neighbor that braided my braids, you know, as in right now?

– .. Yes, I remember, your hair is always of great length was, you, of course, what not to do.

– Well.

– So what?

– Well, the kids noticed and asked what mom today is so beautiful, I still have makeup on. What a feast was asked, I said I was just in a good mood. In fact, Maxim and I had a significant date. Eight years since we started Dating. In marriage seven years, and so on fact eight.

– Great, congratulations.

– Nothing much. He didn't notice anything, of course he didn't remember.

Didn't you?

That's right. Came home from work, hastily threw himself something, then randomly flipped through the channels on TV and went to bed.

– Maybe I was tired strongly, can troubles at work?

– Yeah, when we're tired or in trouble, then we're all in trouble in the family, we've been through this. Bad mood we share generously, but something good to share – it does not come to his mind.

– Well, did you catch up with him in bed?

Better not catch up.

What's wrong?

'Not really, in General live, but you always want more.

– You're right friend.

Irina left the answer. She didn't like coming in the evening to the bedroom, tried caresses to Wake her husband who just grunted through the snoring in response. How she still managed to Wake him up and three minutes of something remotely resembling intercourse two packages of dumplings was crowned the same result. My husband again began to snore, and his wife even did not manage to warm up. But not even this upset her most, though, and feel that you use unilaterally, not too nice. In the morning she got up early, made the dough and made pancakes. I managed to run to the alarm clock in the store for condensed milk, because she knew that her husband loves pancakes with condensed milk. And brought all this beauty along with fragrant brewed coffee right to the bed on a tray. But when, kissing her husband on the bristly cheek, he tried to create a pleasant awakening, I heard an unexpected reaction:

– Get off me, let me sleep a little more.

And even this was not the last straw, but the fact that, still standing under the alarm clock, the head of the family, not paying any attention to the fact that he served his favorite delicacy that his wife is trying to please him, several times in the morning passed by her shining hope smile. And leaving the pigsty on the nightstand, a couple of greasy spots on the duvet cover and a few drops of condensed milk on the sheets-disappeared without saying a simple thank you, without showing any signs of gratitude, having only to say, closing the door:

– I ran until the evening.

***

It's been a few months, no different novelty. All so same Maxim felt themselves an exemplary man, head of family and its Foundation, genuinely believing, that he makes all correctly and in some cases even exemplary. Irina lived more and more as children, closing in herself the woman, being realized only as mother and the worker. But over the months, she managed to make friends with Natasha. It turned out, to lead a friendship with a representative of non-traditional orientation is not so bad. In some ways even better than with an ordinary friend. The fact that thinking Natasha was very different from the usual Ira eye. First, Natasha had her own interesting vision on most issues that were not limited to work. Second, she wasn't possessive. This manifested itself in everything, in particular in communication. It was like she was giving herself to the world. Always positive, always charming, fresh. And even if Mr. workers on duty, it did not do it as an angry dog, and very cautiously and courteously. Thus, she was able to win the team very quickly. There were, of course, and the envious something to hide, in male attention Natasha bathed in the rays of the sun, but her little secret at work, no one still not know but a random witness of that conversation.