Several days passed. And I again went to the clinic. This time without a number. Preparing to wait a long time, I took a magazine with me. Who is last? The last was Nadia. We recognized each other, in her eyes I read indignation, resentment for my past misconduct. Nadia was in the same sweater, on her feet lay a book. I sat down next to a chair. The magazine was not very interesting, it was frankly boring to sit in line. Nadia was reading a female novel and sometimes I glanced at her book, however, more often not her legs. The girl was in jeans, dressed in high boots, shod in turn in polyethylene «shoe covers». The line moved very slowly. Well, however, as usual. But now, it’s time to go and Nadya. Now the patient will leave the room, behind which she occupied and the light bulb over the doctor’s door lights. But then something unexpected happened. However, why the unexpected? Together with the patient, a doctor, our district therapist, came out of the office, looked around at the queue. «Come on,» he pointed to me with his finger. And again I went around Nadia.
After leaving the polyclinic on the street, I breathed in a fresh chest with fresh air. Still full of snow lay, but the rays of the sun shone in the day is much more affectionate, the inexorable approach of spring was felt. Flowers were sold in the pavilion nearby. I came up with a crazy idea. I went to the store and bought a small bouquet of flowers. And began to wait for the girl from the queue. To apologize. So she appeared.
– Girl, excuse me, I’ve cut you two times in line. There’s a little compensation for you. «I handed her a bouquet.
She took the flowers, smiled.
– You know, I’m already used to rudeness in the queues, so I was very upset.
– Okay, sorry again. I’ll go. Although, we, probably, on the way. We are with you from one site.
Yes, our houses were not far from each other. We walked courtyards, inhaled the scent of the approaching spring and did not know what to talk about.
– Here is my entrance. Farewell, thank you for the flowers.
– What is your name?
– Nadia.
– I’m Sasha.
– Bye.
I watched her pleasant figure.
– Nadia! – I ran after her.
– Yes.
– Have you already been discharged?
– No, they extended the sick leave for me. Another 3 days sick.
«Being sick at home is so boring.» Maybe we go somewhere in the cinema?
– To the cinema? Well, yes, you can. Call me – she dictated my number to me.
Cinema
The next day we went to the cinema with Nadia. It was our first date. The mood was upbeat, I definitely liked the girl. There was a Hollywood action movie. We sat in the center of the hall, the people were few at the session. Why did not I take the ticket to the last row? For a first date, this would be too bold. The actions on the screen developed in their own way, our relations with their own. The chairs in the hall were comfortable enough and wide. To touch each other with Nadia, we could only have elbows on the armrests of the armchairs. We took off our jackets and put them on vacant seats. On the screen was a powerful action. We could not talk with the girl, either, shots or loud music interfered. In addition, it was loud in the hall, it was also very light from time to time, that is, in addition to watching the film, there was nothing to do for young people (Nadia and I).
– Well, I wonder? I leaned close to Nadya’s ear.
– Never mind.
What else to say? Maybe she’s really interested. After some time, I began to delve into the content of the film.
«Do you want candy?» – Nadia held out her hand to me.
I took the candy, but Nadia’s hand was not in a hurry to go back. She stayed in my hand. So she herself takes the initiative! Our fingers began to stroke each other. So, she likes me!? So she wants to caress! But how is it to organize the whole thing? Nadia was sitting to my right. I threw my right hand on her headrest, and left took her hands. Kissing in the hall was impossible. Sideways and behind people were sitting. It seemed to me that they were mowing at us.
I let go of Nadine’s hands and laid my hand on her stomach. Today she was not in the sweater she was in the polyclinic, but in her blouse. Pushing my fingers between the buttons, I felt a smooth, bare skin. I unbuttoned the button, put my hand on and began stroking Nadya’s belly. I really liked it, she, probably, too. We sat in silence pretending to watch a movie. Amplitude of my strokes was greater, above the abdomen were (as expected) the beauty’s chest. I put my hand under my bra. Ltd!!! My breath caught. What a gentle and smooth skin. What a sexy and exhilarating elevation. Nadi’s breasts ended in large heavy nipples. With my stroking, my breasts immediately hardened, they wanted me to take them in my mouth. But here it was impossible.
Having examined the entire breast of a woman, I gently and slowly held my hand down. Here is the edge of trousers and panties. I plunged into the depths. A smooth pubis went down, passing into the hollow, formed by Nadine legs. It was impossible to go further, jeans interfered. While my hand was under the girl’s clothes, she could not draw anyone’s attention. But how to unbutton your trousers? This will immediately be seen. The way out was found by Nadia. She took her jacket from the next chair and put it on her knees. Now everything that will happen under it, no one will see. I unbuttoned the woman’s trousers and my palm got more freedom. I easily penetrated the crotch and could already control completely the genital organs of my girl. Nadia moved slightly down the seat and spread her legs even more. My partner closed her eyes and gave herself completely to her sexual feelings.
I also settled myself and began to explore the intimate places of Nadi. Here is the pubis, here are the lips, here is the clitoris. The girl’s clitoris is small and when stroking it from the bottom up, it feels like it’s a penis. He seems to even respond to affection. Below the woman’s clitoris there is a big cleft, somewhere there must be an entrance. Here he is. Nadia was already quite excited and the entrance to the vagina became wet. I began to push my middle finger. Time. Two, still. The entrance expanded, he attracted not only the tip of his finger. He called the whole finger, and maybe even his palm. And what is lower? Taking my wet finger out of the hospitable vagina, I led him lower. To facilitate my access to new research, Nadia descended on the chair even lower. Now she was almost on it. Here is the anus. There is also an entrance, but it’s closed. And it’s dry here. But this is fixable. I again put my middle finger in the vagina. He became wet. I smeared the anus with fluid, slightly pushing the entrance into it. Then back to the vagina for the liquid.
Thus, I prepared the ass Nadenka for more active actions. And he began to insert his finger repeatedly into her anus. First slowly, then quickly and more actively. The girl seemed to like it. But will she be able to achieve such an orgasm? And I again switched to the vagina. I inserted more than one finger in there, and two, then three. At the same time he did not forget about the clitoris, who gently fumbled with his thumb. Our business was going smoothly. Nadia lay on the armchair, her eyes were closed, she breathed heavily and unevenly. Here the breath