I sat in the chair, covered with a warm blanket, drank tea with lemon. At such moments, when the window is cold and the wind is blowing, I did not like to go to discos or to friends. And now it was so.

I sat and looked at the wall, and somehow it was not without this that I was suddenly interested in one question ... how would I tell about my first man? True, I did not tell anyone about this, and since I did not keep a diary, I did not write about it. Involuntarily, as I thought about it, memories of Paul began to emerge in my memory.

It happened five years ago. I was then 16, not nearly 17 years old, but it was just my birthday. I didn’t wait for the guests, except for Paul, he was also 17 then, he said that he had prepared some kind of surprise for me. And here on the clock was, as I remember, 16.30. Call, I went to open the door. (Of course, I understand that everything that I will write below will seem unreal and embellished to many, but no, it was absolutely true) Opening the door, I saw him, Paul. He was dressed very chic, he was wearing an expensive blue suit. He quickly took my hand and with the words ... "Trust me!" Led me to the car. It was his father's white Mercedes. Having got me in the car, Pavel blindfolded me with some kind of dark cloth. In the beginning, I tried to determine where we were going, but I soon gave up on this venture. We drove for 20-25 minutes. Finally, the car stopped, and Pavel helped me get out of the car without removing the bandages from me.

We climbed the stairs and entered a certain building. He sat me in a chair and, saying only ... "2 minutes, my good!", Retired. When he returned, he helped me up and led, as it turned out, to the elevator. We climbed quite high on the elevator or maybe it seemed to me that high ?! Then he led me down a long corridor, and we stopped at the door. Opening the door, he finally removed the blindfold from my eyes. We found ourselves in a room, the walls and the ceiling were green and blue, and the floor was literally covered with petals of white and red roses. In the center of the room there was a bed, and from somewhere else came pleasant music. I remember that I was all frozen and at first I still thought that this was all a dream, but no, everything turned out to be a reality. Pavel took my hand and led me further into the room. He realized that I had not quite recovered myself and said ... “Kitten, I know you want this, but I will not be offended if we just drink wine and I take you home. Another question is whether it will not hurt you if there is no continuation! ”

Yes, indeed, I would never forgive myself, and therefore my answer was a kiss. But Pavel told me that today he will do everything himself, and I can only get pleasure. He sat me down on the bed and took off my dress, poured me a glass of wine and took off his suit. I always knew that he had a beautiful body, but when I saw him so close ... it was perfect. Broad shoulders, moderately inflated muscles, straight long legs. After we drank a glass, he began to caress me, gradually removing the clothes remaining on our bodies. Both of us were soon excited to the limit and then he moved on to the most important, one might say. Although he did all this for the first time, if I didn’t know, I wouldn’t have decided for anything like that. He was very confident. And then came the most reverent and exciting moment. Pavel told me ... “Kitten, everything will be fine!”, And I waited for this moment with a sinking heart. And this moment has come, he began to introduce his weapon into me, I felt a sharp pain, but after a few seconds I experienced only pleasure. I was indescribably pleased. Movement became faster and sharper. A wave of the strongest orgasm overtook us at the same time. We fell asleep. It was the best birthday ever in my life!

Probably, we would have got married soon, but ... We met for about half a year, and then ... he had a car accident. For a long time I could not believe that he was no more. Now I begin to slowly come to my senses, but still I will always love him alone.