All the characters in this story are not fictional.

Any dissimilarity with real people.

considered unintended.

Instead of an epigraph

Dedicated to Zita

The party was in full swing. Vadim was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room and was looking at the familiar faces of former classmates with pleasure. They have not seen for ten years. And now memories of past school life came to mind. About how they were friends and quarrels, fell in love without a response and suffered silently from it. The bad was mostly forgotten and now the school years were recalled as a long romantic adventure. The only thing that upset Vadim was the absence of his first school love, Olga. He very much hoped that she would be here today and Mishka, who organized the meeting, said that she promised to be. So he sat, smiling absently and watching his former schoolmates having fun and chatting. He was just pleased to be here, among them, and see their happy faces. He sometimes at random answered questions posed to him. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not even notice that someone new appeared in the room. Vadim lifted his eyes and he caught his breath, like ten years ago.

That was her, Olga. She still came and she has not changed in the years that he did not see her. No, she has changed! She has become even more beautiful. Youthful angularity disappeared, giving way to mature femininity. The birth of a child is clearly good for her. Vadim looked at her without stopping while she entered the room and greeted the whole company. Got a piece of attention and him. Olga waved to him and shouted: “Hi!” Vadim got up and also waved to her. There was a happy smile on his face.

He did not dare to go straight to Olga. Despite the fact that so many years had passed, he still felt a sense of timidity in front of her. He continued to sit in his corner, but now his eyes were constantly watching her. He could not tear his eyes from her for a second.

Someone turned on the music. Immediately formed several pairs. Vadim noticed that Olga does not dance with anyone, but sits and talks with her former neighbor on the desk Masha. This case could not be overlooked. Vadim got up and approached them. Having bowed ceremoniously, he extended his hand to Olga and said:

- Allow me to invite you?

Olga smiled at him.

- With pleasure.

She gave him her hand and stood up. Without releasing her hands, Vadim led her across the room to where the space was. Olga did not play shyness. She immediately put her hands on Vadim's neck and pressed her whole body to him. Vadim embraced her with pleasure. They danced and talked quietly about something. Vadim's thoughts were already far away.

He recalled what happened many years ago and that all this time did not give him peace. It happened at one of the discos that were rare in those days. The disco has just begun and the people have not warmed up yet. Music played, blinked light, but no one has yet danced. Everyone sat and stood along the walls, waiting for someone more daring to start dancing. Vadim immediately noticed Olga among unfamiliar faces. Even then he was not indifferent to her, and her presence at the disco promised at least one slow dance. But what happened next was a complete surprise to him. Apparently the presenter was desperate to start the audience with fast music, because, suddenly, a slow dance sounded. Out of habit, Vadim began to observe who would go to invite anyone. But it seemed that this time no one would dance. And suddenly Vadim noticed Olga walking down the hall. She went to him. He did not doubt it. She looked at him. Finally, she came up and invited him to dance. Vadim was shocked. He expected everything, only not this. They were dancing together among the empty hall. Vadim was hugging Olga, his heart was racing, and there was only one thought in his head: “What does all this mean?”

Vadim had noticed earlier that Olga was paying attention to him.Or so it seemed to him? And now he could not decide how to understand what is happening now. The music ended, and he decided nothing. He escorted Olga to the place and thanked for the dance, but did not dare to ask her. He was very afraid of failure. He hoped that this evening they could once again dance together, but his wishes did not come true. He lost Olga in the crowd. Or maybe she left the disco, offended by his indecision. In a word, he did not see her again that evening. He never found out why she did it. Or maybe he just attached too much importance to his thoughts? For all the years, Vadim has not learned the answers to these questions. And now he is dancing with Olga again and again he cannot decide to ask her.

From all these thoughts, Vadim began to get a little excited. His dick slowly began to swell. He knew that Olga feels it, but she did not give in sight. Olga also felt strange. She had no idea that her feelings for Vadim had survived for so many years. He still liked her, and when he invited her to dance, a slight wave of excitement passed through her body. When his hands lay on her waist, she finally melted and decided not to resist. She felt his warmth next to him, his hands gently slid over her back, sometimes touching her shoulders, sometimes dropping on her ass. She felt herself starting to flow. Between the legs it became hot. The sponges gently slid over each other. She felt soaked with lubricant panties and pantyhose. If only the pants are not soaked. As soon as the music ended Olga immediately went to the toilet, good, the gaskets were always with you.

They danced a few more times this evening, talked about life, but did not dare to say what worried both of them. Finally, the people began to gather home and Vadim decided once again to try their luck.

- Can I take you?

“I live far away,” Olga looked slyly at him and smiled.

- Nothing, it's not scary.

- Well, then you can.

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Autumn slush squished under my feet. Late evening glowed dull lanterns. There was something damp and nasty in the air. Vadim walked next to Olga, felt her hand on his arm and thought about his. This did not prevent him to keep the conversation going. They walked along the street and talked about all sorts of trivialities, about mutual acquaintances, but not about what they both thought at that moment.

“Maybe tell her,” thought Vadim. In any case, I do not lose anything. Anyway, you will not change anything. In the extreme case, just refuse.

- Why is he silent? - Olga thought. After all, he wants to say. Maybe say the most?

But both continued to talk about trifles and keep quiet about the most important thing. And here they came to the entrance where Olga lived.

- Well, said Olga, - I'm at home.

- Here it is, the right moment, - Vadim thought, - I must say.

Instead, he said:

- It is a pity that so quickly came.

They stood for several minutes at the entrance unable to part. Vadim held Olgin’s hand in his and did not want to let her go. He was sure that if nothing happened between them now, it would never happen.

“That's all,” he heard Olgin’s voice, “I went.” Until.

And here it happened! Olga hugged Vadim by the neck and quickly kissed her lips. While Vadim stood as struck by thunder, Olga managed to take a few steps to the door.

- Wait, - Vadim called her.

Olga stopped and turned around. In her eyes, Vadim saw what he expected to see. He walked over to her, hugged her tightly and their lips merged again. This time the kiss was longer and stronger. Olga pulled away and looked around. Despite the late hour, people still passed through the courtyard, and Olga was very risky to be recognized.

- Let's go, - Olga pulled Vadim to the entrance.

- Where? To you?

- No, do not be afraid. Let's go to....