Sergey went to his beloved Flamingo, where he missed a glass or two brandy every night to calm his nerves. Work on the stock exchange brought him a good income, but it required a lot of nervous tension. Everything about him was beautiful, except for his personal life. His wife, with whom his adult children associated him, his personal possessions and memories, was a grumpy middle-aged shrew. He was finally able to shove her out on a trip abroad, which cost him a lot of money, but he considered them a small price to pay for a couple of weeks of quiet life. Perhaps he will be able to find a woman for this and the following nights. The street was dark, and the space near the bar was lit with bright neon signs that blinked and attracted visitors here, offering them to spend their money. Near the bar was a young girl, about fourteen. She leaned her face against the glass, looking inside the place. She probably wanted to go there, but she had no money. She has not yet learned to use her feminine charm in order to have fun in this and similar places for free. She just wanted new, bright sensations. Sergey lightly touched her shoulder, the girl started and turned her face towards him, which neon light made red, blue, yellow. She was of medium height, with teenage, emerging forms: breasts slightly prominent under a green blouse. Her buttocks were the correct round shape: a tight girlish ass beckoned with its inaccessibility. The long, dark hair falling over his shoulders was gorgeous.

- Hello, did you want something?

Sergey understood what he wanted, he just wanted her: he wanted how a man wants a woman.

“No, no, I'm just watching you stand lonely here.” I wanted to join you, if you have no plans, I invite you to go inside. - Sergey looked expectantly at the girl. She glanced down embarrassedly, looking at her shoes:

- I'm actually waiting for a girlfriend. She made me an appointment here. - It was clear that there was no girlfriend: the girl was just shy to go with a stranger, and then Sergey decided to take the first step:

“Let's do this: we will go to the bar, but this young man,” he pointed at the guard standing at the entrance to Flamingo, “we’ll tell your friend when she comes to wait for her inside.” Good?

She nodded to him delightedly.

- Only I need to be home in three hours, they are waiting for me.

- Of course, of course - let's sit for a while, drink a cocktail and I will take you by taxi, which will take you home. - He didn’t think out loud: “And if you’re lucky, then come to my house”.

He warned the guard of the institution about his girlfriend, gave him a hundred-dollar bill, with which he was clearly glad and took the girl to the bar. In addition to the stand with a virtuoso bartender and a suite of bottles on the shelves, there were several tables, there was a dance floor, and an orchestra played on stage, playing modern pop music. Sergey, as a gallant cavalier, pushed back the chair, inviting the girl to sit down. He smiled at a young waitress who literally flew up to their table and brought the menu:

- What can you offer us a drink?

The girl looked at Sergey, at his companion and smiled knowingly:

- We want to offer you our signature cocktail: “Gioconda smile”. Its fragrant bouquet will drive you crazy.

The man looked at the girl:

- Let's take a couple of cocktails? How are you, do you mind?

- No, cocktail is so cocktail. Why not?

“Okay, girl, bring us four of your cocktails and a box of chocolates.” And yet, one hundred grams of brandy. To cognac, place a thinly sliced ​​lemon.

- Order accepted, wait.

Just as quickly, she flew away, while Sergei, meanwhile, tried to get to know his charming companion:

- Let's get acquainted.My name is Sergey.

- And I'm Marrying, very nice.

- Zhenya, Zhenya, Katyusha - there was such a good old film about the war. You did not watch?

- No, I have not seen. I recently watched "Titanic" - this is a movie. I was so sorry for handsome DiCaprio. That was true love. This is probably only in the movie left. What do you think?

- No, why? Everything can be you, someday meet true love. You too, the boys will give flowers and dedicate poems. You're so beautiful that you can not resist you.

The girl blushed slightly, pleased with such attention from the interlocutor. They sat and chatted long enough. After a couple of hours, when the drunk cocktails had already spread over the body, the head was pleasantly noisy and the soul wanted a holiday. It was quite natural for Sergei to continue his acquaintance at his home. The girl resisted a little for decency, but from her face it was obvious that she really wanted to know what these acquaintances ended with:

- I just need to call home, warn me that I will stay with a friend. - Zhenya said, and she was afraid of her courage, because no one invited her all night. She let it slip, giving out their dreams, which completely coincided with the idea of ​​Sergei. The man did not show his joy, because everything is going according to plan. He wanted to spend this night with a woman, and will spend it with a young girl who was still a virgin. He invited her to use his cell phone.

- Hello, mom. Can I stay with my girlfriend tonight? We studied geography with her and did not notice how night fell. Buses no longer go to our area.

“Okay, fine, I get it.” I will be tomorrow morning. Thanks Mom. Good night.

She gave the phone to Sergey and took his hand. His house was not far from the bar, and they went to his house, chatting merrily and naturally. At home, he did not turn on the light, but immediately led the girl into the bedroom, realizing that she would not resist.

“What a magnificent body you have,” Sergey’s voice trembled with excitement. He hastily removed his trousers and lightly pushed Eugene onto the bed. Her young body beckoned him with its inaccessibility. Could he ever dream of being able to have sex with a girl who was his daughter? “What am I doing is also impossible,” he thought, tormented by doubt, but the all-consuming lust drowned out the voice of reason in him. - “Good, devil, oh, how good. Still, probably, no one caressed her body with his penis. Still not a single drop of semen fell into it. It’s time to start and let me be the first. ”

The girl was lying on the bed, eyes closed. She really wanted something forbidden, which is shown in films for adults, she wanted what was always a taboo for her. And finally, it will happen - Sergey will make her a woman, he will give the first orgasm in her life, he will teach her to be bold, desired for men. She hoped that this night will turn everything in her life.

Zhenya started when the man began to unbutton the buttons on her blouse. She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide behind. She was ashamed of her nakedness: none of the guys had ever seen her naked. Seryozha gently pushed her hands away and kissed, whispering to her:

- Do not be afraid of anything, trust me - everything will be fine with us: you will not regret anything, trust me.

The pink bra gently lay down on the removed blouse and skirt. Her panties, the last bastion of protection, were subject to persistent attacks and surrendered, taking their place next to other items of clothing. There was nothing left on the girl, her virgin body beckoned with its nudity. Sergey completely undressed and took a place on a large double bed next to Zhenya. He began to kiss her, with small, hurried kisses: it seemed that he was in a hurry somewhere and tried everything ...