At one party, in honor, it seems, of my friend's birthday, I met a girl. From the very beginning, I did not want to start any serious relationship. I thought... take a break at the disco, have some fun at some party. I like to splurge, who doesn’t like it, especially since the girl was not spoiled, her poor parents could not adequately support their offspring, maybe it sounds ugly, but I can’t find other words, and she couldn’t find a good job . The girl could not afford cool parties and fashionable sessions. A modest, but always neat look, is unlikely to hook any guy from the crowd. I had extra money, albeit a little, advanced friends who were frequenters of expensive discos and clubs, in general, everything for a complete respite.
I approached her, not knowing where to start the conversation, lightly hugging her waist, I felt under a light dress, her body not formed by age. I don’t know how many seconds my numbness lasted, but it seems like a lot. My unexpected tetanus was interrupted by her, saying... <Let's dance>. And to the music of Tony Braxton, we merged in a passionate embrace. For some reason, I did not hear the question in her intonation, I thought about it for a long time during the dance. It seemed to me that she was commanding me, but, having come to my senses, I decided that it was worth building a wall of male pride and protecting myself from such things ... Friends had long been dancing to some kind of house when we realized that the slaves would stop our small madness. We didn't talk much during the evening. After all, I offered to take her home, she agreed. We walked in silence... After a few yards, we came to her house. It was already late, and, ironically, the only street lamp was burning in the yard at her entrance. I was embarrassed by this light, and I decided to just leave.
But she took my hand and led me into a dark entrance. It smelled very badly of dampness and nothing was visible, but suddenly I smelled a very pleasant and familiar smell ... I could not remember where I heard it. I asked her...
- Can I ask an indiscreet question?
- Yes.
- What smells so delicious?
- Me... Don't ask any more questions.
I felt a gentle touch on my lips ... She took my hair and began to kiss, her tongue penetrated into my mouth, and then I seemed to break free from the chain. I, with a passion inherent, perhaps, in a wild beast, and not a man, began to kiss her small lips, my tongue ended up in the most unimaginable corners of her mouth. My hands were already unbuttoning her dress, it smoothly rolled off her shoulders, but I caught it, preventing it from falling into the dirt of the entrance. I placed it carefully on the windowsill. A magnificent body in silk underwear appeared in front of me in the semi-darkness ... I did not notice how my shirt ended up on the railing, real "masturbation" began, suddenly my hand felt something very wet, I realized where my hand was, but in order to it was so wet...
- What are we doing? she asked.
These words were some kind of blow to me, I stopped.
- Indeed, WHAT am I doing in this smelly entrance?
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you.
It's okay, it's crazy.
I helped her get dressed.
- What is your name, she asked.
- Max, for some reason I lied.
After the farewell kiss, I took my shirt and quickly left the house.
I called a taxi from my mobile, the car arrived in a couple of minutes. Sitting in the back seat, I put on a shirt. The taxi driver chuckled... <What, a stormy night?>. I didn't answer anything.
Morning...
I woke up very early, my head didn’t hurt, everything was fine, as if yesterday, or rather today, there was nothing. Probably, a good sports form helped me to avoid a hangover, but my form was pretty shaken. I decided to call my new acquaintance, realizing that I did not know her name, not to mention the phone number - I fell into a depression. I began to look in the pockets of my trousers for a notebook, I wanted to call my friend, maybe he knows her phone number. Suddenly, I came across a small piece of paper with a name and a phone number. Oksana, her name was Oksana, but how did she put the note in my trousers, or was I so drunk. I don't think that two glasses of martinis could have made me so drunk, maybe something else got me drunk.
I called...
No one answered the phone for a long time, feeling like an egoist, regretting several times that I was making an early call, I finally heard a voice that was pleasant to me.
- I'm sorry, did I wake you up?
No, I didn't sleep today.
Why didn't you answer the phone for so long? (Stupid question, but you need to somehow keep the conversation going).
- I was in the shower, when I heard the call, I immediately ran to the phone, I didn’t even have time to put on anything.
After these words, I immediately wanted to rush to her. But the mind and "chained" vanity did not allow me to do this.
“Sorry, everything went a little silly yesterday.
- Nothing, I always do stupid things.
- No, no, it's not you, but me and only me. Can we have lunch somewhere?
- Of course.
- I'll pick you up. Bye...
- See you.
I picked her up in half an hour and we went to a cozy cafe.
We ate a little, talked nothing, were silent more, looking at each other.
I admired her eyes, I had never seen such eyes ... blue, like a fresh morning sky, dewdrops seemed to glitter on pristine meadows. Eyes unclouded by lust waited for new beauties of a crystal, at first glance, adult life. Sparkling, golden eyebrows were the crown of a beautiful picture, the eyes should contemplate something unusual, but in these eyes - on the contrary, I saw wondrous landscapes.
After finishing the meal, we went to my place.
At home, I offered her cognac, but deciding that only drunks drink strong drinks in the morning, we did not drink. I put on a new CD of slow music, made some orange juice, and she and I lay down on the dismantled sofa. Nothing happened for a long time, either they admired each other, anticipating a love foreplay, or they were waiting for someone to take the first step.
Interlacing of hands, bodies... divine warmth... purity and at the same time insatiability of desires... reunion of lust with beauty... all-consuming harmony. God-pleasing angelic deeds with a burning passion inherent in Satan - all this was between us. The borders of good and evil, heaven and earth, hell and paradise were lost. White, untanned chest beckoned with its purity, her stomach fluttered like a tulip petal in the wind, at every touch of my lips. Absolutely naked, we did not have sex, ... we loved each other, we really loved ..., as the best representatives of the earthly race, we did not become like animals, receiving truly unearthly pleasure. Like Adam and Eve, we admired the primordial beauty of our seemingly flawless bodies, we were not ashamed of complexes, because we were open like two lotus flowers.
Orgasm brought not animal pleasure, but really purely spiritual pleasure, worthy of the great sages of Tantra and Kama Sutra.
What would have happened if you hadn't called today? She broke our silence.
- I dont know.
- And I don't know how I could live without knowing this greatest pleasure... to be a goddess.
- I can’t say anything, I still live with the sensations of what happened.
- I was very afraid that you would not call ... You lie down, and I will take a bath ...
- There I have bath salts, very relaxing.
- Thank you, I'm so relaxed today ... (she chuckled). I lay on the couch, thinking about eternity and the meaning of life ... then I fell into a deep and enveloping sleep. I wanted to fall asleep and not wake up, to get rid of worldly worries and vanities, just to die...
When I woke up, it was already deep evening, the apartment was empty.
I called my girlfriend, no one answered the phone ... I called her for several days, I came, but no one opened the door.
I learned from my friend that Oksana had gone home, that she rented an apartment, but lives somewhere in the Far East.
Many years have passed, and it still seems to me that I am about to see her in the crowd of streets of a city that is cold without her ...