Dressed to Kill. - AB arrival-

"Monya was stunned when he saw his wife's lover fucking a stranger in his own bedroom"
Jewish anecdote


Arkady Borisovich came home from a business trip unexpectedly. The classic situation. The daily train took Arkady Borysovych to his native Boryslaviv at 1:50 p.m. Here it's his native Stalin-era built block of flats. Here it's his own apartment. He wanted to have a rest while Emma Eduardovna, Arkady Borisovich's luxurious wife, manages her accounting department. The only thing he wanted after was taking a bath. With a glass of good sherry.

Arkady Borisovich or AB, it was his nick name for  friends, quietly opened the door, put his suitcase on the floor, undressed, put on a robe and slippers, went into the living room. AB never caused noise or commotion. "Leave me alone!" was the life credo of a man with a violin case (as he was seen by strangers). In fact, he went on a business trip not with a violin case, but with a double case for viola and violin. OK. Let`s skip it.

Entering the living room, AB heard some peculiar sounds  in the bedroom. "I have had enough of that crap. They won't let me alone" thought Arkady Borisovich. But voyeurism won and AB silently opened the bedroom door to a thin crack.

What Arkady Borisovich saw did not confuse him. He was stunned, unable to break away from what he saw. In his family bed, Emma Eduardovna's lover, Stepan Ilkovich, fucked a young stranger. She was beautiful.

AB watched the miraculous poses of the Kama Sutra for perhaps fifteen minutes. "Am I a foolish teenage idiot watching this?" he thought. like some teenage idiot. Then he regained his common sense and went back to take a bath.