😉 Greetings to my regular readers and visitors of the site! Harem is a story about how a wife, at a difficult moment for her husband, brought her lover to the house, and lived with them two.
“Trouble has come – open the gate”
Who would have thought, I certainly would not have thought of it. I got into a harem, be it wrong!
We met Margarita at the factory. I was a locksmith, and she was a timekeeper. Love? What kind of love? We drank a couple of times, but when we were drunk, everything started spinning. Ritka had her own apartment in the city, but I just arrived from the village, rented a room.
Rita and I began to live together with her. And then she flew. What should I do? We played a modest wedding. A daughter was born with us, father’s treasure. Oh, how I love my Angela, it is beyond words, as if I had her as an angel.
My father died, and my mother immediately became paralyzed and I, with the consent of Rita, took her to us. Rituyla looked after my mother, cared very much. I sold the house and gave the money to my wife.
The crisis came, which also affected our family. I lost my job. Our department was completely disbanded. Because of this, I was very worried and could no longer be like a man with Rita. He started drinking.
My wife’s husband
Rita didn’t put up with me for long. Once she brought a man and announced that he would live with us. To my objections, my wife replied that I can safely take my mother and get out. And she will not let her daughter communicate with me. I had to come to terms. I lived in a room with my mother, Rita and Sergei in the second room. The daughter had her own bedroom.
It was unbearable for me to think about what was happening in my wife’s bedroom, but there was nothing I could do.
Gradually, my daughter began to move away from me. Dad Sergei was always with money, he bought a lot of toys and things for my Angela. I got depressed and lay on the couch all day.
Rita still looked after my mother and looked after the household, and Sergey helped her in everything. He often looked at me contemptuously. Yes, I hated myself for my weakness and lack of willpower.
We lived like this for two years. For two years I was parasitized on the neck of my wife, who was silent only because I had nowhere to go. After all, she spent the money for the sale of the house long ago. And Rita took away the mother’s pension.
One autumn evening, my mother died quietly in her sleep. Margarita was again engaged in the funeral.
A week later, I went to look for a job. I didn’t want to be a burden anymore. I managed to get a job as a locksmith in a new firm, where they paid well. I started bringing money home and even felt like a human being.
I instantly looked at my wife and her lover with completely different eyes. Rented an apartment and left. My daughter began to come to visit me. Sometimes she told how things were at home, called them to live with them again. I was grateful to Rita for everything she did for me in this life, but I will never live in a harem.
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