Blonde+Brunette

Sveta and Ira, they were always together, their apartments were opposite, their children were friends, went to the same school. Their husbands had been friends since childhood and worked together.

There wasn’t a single holiday or event where they didn’t all gather together.

These were two married couples: Sveta and Gena and Ira and Tolik.

Ira; brunette, with lush curly hair in wide waves falling onto her shoulders. She is dark-skinned, which reveals an admixture of oriental blood in her. Ira has black, slightly slanted eyes. A triangular face, graceful, sensual but thin lips, and a small, slightly upturned nose.

Her appearance did not fit in with her fiery temperament and, behind

the outer meekness of a kitten, there was a predatory panther hiding.

Sveta – on the contrary, green-eyed blonde. She has straight, almost white hair, now in the latest fashion.

She has an oval, regular face, slightly narrowed towards the bottom with barely protruding cheekbones. Plump, sexy lips and a large mouth.

Both are tall, over 170 centimeters. Both have; long slender legs and beautiful hips.

Only Sveta, a little fuller, which did not spoil her sensual appearance at all. But rather, on the contrary, it only emphasized her sexuality and femininity.

They were so different in everything, and there were much more differences in them than similarities, but there was one more thing, something that united them, that erased all the boundaries between them, so different.

Brunette and blonde, black and white, their friendship was like a challenge to the myth about the eternal struggle of these two lovely entities. But they were connected by something that made everything possible! Made the storm calm. Warm - ice.

It was love!

Yes, yes, Ira and Sveta were head over heels in love with each other, carefully hiding it from others, they could not hide it from themselves.

They tried to break with their passion, forget their craving for each other, both even got married, and for true love! Both have two children.

And, for some time, they really managed to get rid of the craving for each other, they were busy with children, for several years they seemed to have forgotten the past.

We returned to the generally accepted norm, but...

The children grew up quickly, and living next door did not at all contribute to their distance.

No matter how much they avoided each other, circumstances brought them together again, and even more often than they themselves wanted.

It was as if fate was pushing them towards each other.

As soon as one went out onto the stairs, the second one immediately came out, as if expecting this.

As soon as one fell ill, the second did not leave her side either day or night. Caring for a friend and doing all her work around the house.

We met and saw off the children from school, fed their husbands dinner, gave them decoctions and hot tea with jam, an ailing friend.

And the more time they spent together, the more their passion flared up, which pursued them in their youth, and seemed to have completely died out in maturity. Sveta turned 35 in the spring, and Ira will be 34 in the fall.

But the old feelings suddenly flared up again with renewed vigor, and it was no longer possible to endure this situation.

Their husbands began to suspect them of infidelity, complaints and suspicions began to pour in.

Scandals have become more frequent, out of the blue.

And the women decided to confess to their husbands, they decided to find out everything one day.

Once and for all.

And then, they told them the whole truth.

They confessed their feelings and told their husbands everything.

Sveta’s husband’s reaction surprised even herself; he was not only not shocked, but it seemed that he even expected something similar from his wife.

Sveta’s conversation took place in a calm atmosphere and ended on a stormy, passionate night, such as the spouses with 12 years of experience have not had for a long time.

Everything turned out differently for Ira:

Her husband was shocked, lost his temper, started a scandal and even packed his things, saying that he did not want to live under the same roof with a lesbian.

Ira cautiously entered the neighbors’ apartment, not knowing what to expect, so she froze in confusion when she saw Sveta passionately kissing her husband in the middle of the living room.

— — Didn’t you tell him about us? – A friend asked Svetlana when they were alone.

— — She said. – Sveta answered, peering into Irina’s beloved face.

— — So what? “Not understanding,” Ira clarified.

— — You saw everything. You know, he surprised me too.

— — Yes!?

— — Uh-huh. I was so afraid to tell him, I didn’t know how to start, but it turned out that he had suspected us for a long time, guessed, but didn’t tell me. And that’s why he was glad when I told him the truth.

He ​​told me: “You finally decided to confess, to tell the whole truth” - and added that he didn’t see you as a competitor, had been guessing about us for a long time, and pretended not to notice anything. He said that, finally, I would stop lying to him and coming up with stupid excuses. And that he is not at all against our relationship!

And you know, I was just shocked and a little disappointed by his reaction.

— — Disappointed!?

— — Well, yes, I have the impression that not everything is right with his head.

— — Yes!? What reaction did you expect?

— — Well, I don’t know! Scandal, screams, reproaches, she was already on the defensive - she had strong arguments in store, and he...

- - What is he?

— — And he just squeezed me in his arms and, burying his nose in my hair, said: “Well, thank God, at least he’s not a man!” – Can you imagine!?

— — I can’t even imagine. Mine, on the contrary, made a scream, a scandal, hit me,” Ira sobbed, “and left!”

— — How did you leave? – Not understanding, she looked straight at Sveta’s friend.

— — Just like everyone else, through the door.

— — And where?

— — I don’t know! – Irina’s eyes darted around in confusion.

Svetlana called out to Gena and asked him to catch up with Irina’s husband and, if possible, bring him back.

Quickly getting ready, Gena put the phone in his pocket and left, and Sveta and Irina sat down at the table in the kitchen.

It was the middle of summer, the holidays, their children were with their parents. So Sveta and Irina had time to deal with heart problems.

Gena was gone for a long time, he didn’t answer calls.

Ira rushed around the room, not finding a place for herself, and constantly, in vain, calling either her husband’s phone or Gena’s phone. But none of them picked up the phone. Gena, he returned after midnight. Together with Tolik.

Both are in an unrecognizable and practically insane state.

Although no, one of them was still figuring out something, since the second one was hanging on him like a dead weight and it seemed that he could no longer walk on his own.

Gena, who turned out to be a little stronger, or drank less, in principle, does not matter, carried Tolik, hanging on his shoulder and muttering something under his breath, into the apartment, and laying him down on the sofa, turned to his wife.

— — Where did you find it? – Svetlana asked, frowning at her husband.

— — Tomorrow, okay, that’s all tomorrow. - Gena, staggering, turned around, and finally catching his wife, with his dull gaze, he stammered:

- - Are you coming, or...

- - Should I bring you?

— — No, I’ll…get there myself.

— — No, I’ll still get you there! – Sveta said in a condemning tone, and taking her husband’s arm, she turned to Irina.

— — Don’t close yourself, I’ll just take our “peacekeeper” away now. Yes!?

— — Uh-huh. – Ira sighed and went into the living room to her husband, whom they laid on the sofa.

Svetlana returned quickly.

— — Well, how is he. – Ira asked her sympathetically.

— — Oh yes! Drunk to death! Just head to the pillow and started snoring. What a goofball he is!

— — And mine is no better. – Ira said sadly, casting a reproachful glance at her husband.

— — Well, yours, okay, of course, out of grief, but what about mine! To celebrate or what!?

The women looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

— — I envy you, Svetka! – Irina said when they laughed.

— — To what? – My friend was sincerely surprised.

— — Everything went smoothly for you with Gena, but for me...

— — What about you?

Ira shrugged.

— — Now only tomorrow it will become clear.

— — You know, I think everything will be fine, they’re all guys like that, first screaming and fighting, then vodka and, in the morning, an apology.

— — Do you think!?

— — I know. – Sveta stopped talking.

Ira stood close to her friend and looked into her big green eyes.

Breathing became shallow and confused.

Irina put her hand on her friend’s waist, and she barely noticeably shuddered, but did not pull away.

Still looking into Sveta’s eyes, Ira reached out to her with her lips.

Now Ira shuddered a little when her thin lips touched Svetlana’s large, moist lips.

Irina’s hand lay on Sveta’s shoulder and began to move towards her high neck.

Svetlana sighed and hugged her friend, her tongue penetrating her teeth.

The passion in their embrace grew progressively, soon they completely forgot about their sleeping husbands and Irina began to kiss Sveta without ceasing, ridding her of her blouse.

Sveta appeared before her beloved in a beautiful, openwork bra, tightly clasping her large breasts.

Just as easily, Ira relieved her friend of her tight skirt and now the beautiful Sveta stood in front of her friend, only in beautiful white lingerie.

Now Svetlana’s hands began to rid her beloved of her clothes. The silk shirt fell at the feet of the kissing couple.

Sveta’s nimble hands skillfully unfastened the belt of Irina’s jeans and they easily slid off her tight, smooth thighs.

A couple of minutes later, two beautiful nymphs selflessly kissed while standing half naked in the middle of a dark room.

They were dressed (or rather undressed) according to their type.

On Svetlana; white panties and bra, on Irina; black. Openwork and translucent linen.

It’s unlikely that any man would be able to calmly look at these lovely women now if he saw them together. But fortunately, there were no kissers or witnesses to their action.

Irina pulled Sveta towards her bedroom.

Without ceasing to kiss, they collapsed onto the wide marital bed...

The sun woke up the light, through the loosely curtained window, a bright ray hit her straight in the eyes.

Sveta felt the bed next to her and sat up abruptly.

The bed next to it was empty and already cold. Sveta, not understanding, looked around, however, she did not have time to get scared.

A minute later, Ira entered the bedroom with a tray on which stood two steaming cups of coffee.

— — Good morning. – Irina said, smiling tenderly at her friend.

— — Good. “Why didn’t you wake me up,” Sveta said in a deliberately angry tone.

- - You slept so soundly... - Ira began to make excuses.

— — And where...? – Sveta looked meaningfully at the door.

— — Left.

— — How! Again?

Ira reassured her friend.

— — No, you don’t understand, he went to yours.

— — Yes!? And why?

— — Well, why do men visit each other in the mornings?

— “Ah,” Sveta guessed, “is it being treated?”

— — Probably.

— — But… — Svetlana began to look for her things in confusion.

— — What. – Ira asked, tilting her head to the side.

— — He saw me here!

— — Yes, I saw it, it was he who woke me up.

— — What about about!!? – Svetlana blushed.

— — I don’t know what your Gena said to him yesterday, but in the morning he woke me up with a kiss, called me into the kitchen, and apologized for a long time.

— — !!? – Svetlana’s eyebrows flew up.

— — Yes, imagine, he said that he was wrong, that a woman is not cheating, and all that, and then asked where your Gena is, I said; where should he be, probably at home, and he, putting his sneakers right on his bare feet, went to you.

— — But this is terrible! – Svetlana exclaimed.

Now it was Ira’s turn to be surprised.

— — What’s terrible!?

— — He came here, and here I am, NAKED!!!

— — Irina laughed with relief.

— — Are you shy?

The friends looked at each other and suddenly, as if on command, they burst out laughing.

— — Where are the things!? – Svetlana asked in an artificially capricious tone.

Irina brought her face closer to her and whispered in her ear:

— — In my closet.

— — What!?

— — Well, yes, yesterday you scattered them all over the room.

— — ME!? – Sveta took a deep breath, about to say something in her own defense, but Ira shut her mouth with a kiss.

— — Nasty! – Pretending to be offended, Svetlana was finally able to say when Ira left her lips alone.

— — I am like that. – Ira willingly agreed.

— — Bring me my things, I need to go save the men, otherwise the treatment will turn into a drinking binge!

— — No.

— — What not? Won't it turn?

— — No.

— — What!??

— — I won’t bring it.

— — What!?

— — Take it yourself. – Ira stood up from the edge of the bed, where she sat down next to her friend covering her chest with a blanket, and nodded towards the wardrobe.

— — Bring it on! – Sveta said capriciously, playing.

— — No, and Ira, smiling charmingly, took a step back.

— — I…! – Sveta jumped off the bed, finding herself in front of her in all her glory, and grabbed Ira by the shoulders.

— — Well… — Svetlana’s lips did not allow her to finish the sentence.

Svetlana hugged Irina, and from the outside, they looked very excited.

White blonde Svetlana and dark brunette Irina, they looked so harmonious against each other.

Svetlana quickly got dressed and, just after washing, combing her hair, putting makeup on her face, she offered her hand to her friend with the words:

— — Well, let’s go, now it’s our turn to save the men! Well, let's run!

And they, laughing, left the apartment...