1. Introduction

I built my empire for quite a while. He started, like everyone, with a lot of trade in rubbish. Then - the first stalls. Then - shops. When all this stuff bored, I decided to take up serious business. And now - here I am! In all its bourgeois beauty! As the saying goes, the owner of factories, whores, steamboats ... Well, about the second, not so much the owner, but, in any case, a regular customer. So, I am rich. I own several large enterprises, a couple of newspapers, three television channels. I am almost thirty.

And life, however, passes by. And not the best. And all because not only money is the main thing for me (although without them there is a pipe). It would be desirable, as they say, personal life. And what is the personal life of a single businessman? That's right ... no!

I am somehow reluctant to get involved with skins ... syphilis is there, speed. Well, then there is no pleasure. Because you know that sex with you is just a job for her.

Well, somewhere a year and a half, I was so yearning. And one day I was finally lucky.

It was, like, Sunday. In the morning I woke up some crumpled, dissatisfied, dissatisfied. In short, I wanted something, but in such cases it is usually impossible to understand. And with such bitter grief, I decided not to splash in my pool, but to go to the city for a change.

Since it was Sunday morning, it was damp and cool in the street, in addition to me there was, perhaps, a waiter in the pool. I quickly changed into the dressing room, went into the huge hall of a large bath, climbed to ten meters and beautifully, back, flopped into chlorinated water. Naturally, the back beat off well. I also thought ... “Well, that's all, Yury Sergeevich! Fucked you came full! You will not get an Olympic medal for diving, but you can be a gifted marble monument ”. However, for some reason I surfaced. And even managed to take a little breath. Immediately in the eyes everything floated, and I, like Sharik iz Prostokvashino, went to the bottom ...

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a beautiful female face. Blue eyes, black eyebrows frowning in fright, snub nose, rich lips. And beautiful brown hair.

"So what kind of apostle Peter is he," I managed to think, and again fell into oblivion.

For the second time I woke up from a rather painful slap. Somehow I immediately came to my senses and even sat down abruptly. In front of me was an angel squatting. Little, slim, very beautiful girl. Twenty years, not more. She frightened pressed to a small, wet-covered swimsuit, chest arm, which, apparently, and brought me around.

- Excuse me, please. I seem to hit you. - It seemed that the girl was waiting for me to strike back.

I imagined how we look from the side. The picture even made me laugh ... on the floor there is a hefty bully (in my youth I had the stupidity of doing bodybuilding, and now I had to keep the shape), and he was beaten in the face by a girl, weighing three times less.

Apparently, my smile reassured the girl a little. She automatically pulled back a strand of hair from her cheek and, holding out her hand, softly said ...

- I'm Irinka. Sorry to hit you. But I thought you were completely drowned.

“This doesn’t sink,” I replied, quite cheerfully for my position, who didn’t drowned, and shook the palm of my hand, which literally sank in my hand. - And I - Yuri. We will be familiar!

I got to my feet.

- Yes ... I think that I have enough water procedures for today.

I turned to the bench to raise a towel, when I suddenly felt a hot palm on my back.

“Your whole back is red.” The bruise will be - be healthy!

The touch, despite the lightness, was rather painful, but I didn’t even pay attention to it. Because suddenly, with all the shame, I realized that my dick was beginning to rise in the most shameless way.I awkwardly doubled over and abruptly sat on the bench, having managed to cover the shame with a towel. Irinka anxiously bowed over me.

- What hurts? Sorry, I hurt you again ...

“Oh, stop apologizing,” I interrupted. - And you do not need me on you ... I'm not an old man yet.

“Well, okay,” she simply agreed. - Then I spend you ... you to the locker room. There is now, for sure, no one.

I wanted to argue, but did not. Really, what's wrong with that such a beautiful creature will stay with me for a few more minutes? My cock subsided, you could move, and we went.

Irina was mistaken about the fact that in the locker room there is no one. We had only to enter inside, as a boy about fifteen years old flew out of the shower straight into our forehead, completely naked. His slim body was in drops of water. A rather large dick was dangling in thick overgrowth of pubic hair. Seeing us, the boy stopped rooted to the spot. We stopped too. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Irinka was staring at the boy's penis, which was growing in her eyes. I interrupted the awkward scene (because my dick also stirred in swimming trunks, threatening to escape) ...

- Irina, thank you for your concern. For salvation. For a walk. I propose to meet in the hall in half an hour.

Irinka, finally, looked up from the already fully reared member and looked at me. Her little face reddened. She was breathing fast. The eyes were like glass. Girl was transported!

I touched her hand.

- Well, I agree?

“What? ... Oh, yes, of course,” she said hastily, and rushed headlong out of the locker room.

I walked past the stunned kid in the shower, made the water colder and stood like that until the excitement came to naught and my dick again did not take his twelve centimeters.

Twenty minutes later we met with Irinka in the pool hall. And no longer parted.

2. Irishka

I was lucky. Apparently, this is fate. It turned out that Irishka works in the pool as a trainer for the kids. And on Sunday morning came, like me, to unwind. Specially came early in the morning so that no one was there. She entered the hall just when I made my heroic flight straight into the jaws of death from a ten-meter tower. Irinka, without hesitation, rushed to my aid. She appeared in my life as a personal guardian angel - on time. I didn’t even have time to sip water. Well, everything else is known.

Straight from the pool, we headed ... No, not to me. Neither I, nor, all the more, she was going to spoil the whole romance of our meeting with a banal bang. From the pool, we went to visit her parents.

Irinkin's parents turned out to be quite intelligent citizens (I, in any case, did not catch a reproachful look on myself ... what, they say, is a gangster scum, decided to outrage our assault?). They laid the table, sat me in the head, and we just began to talk. No, do not talk, namely talk ... first, as usual, about the weather, politics, economy. Smoothly the conversation turned to books and movies. Nobody pressed on me, trying to find out who I was and what I was doing (my pronounced appearance told others that I did not stand at the machine and did not cook steel). Then it was time for a family photo album, and I got the opportunity to see Irinka completely naked. True, she was in the picture for about a year. Therefore, my dick did not put me in an awkward position.

For conversations and tea day flew by. Noticing that it was already dark outside the window, I apologized for my arrogant appearance in the house and finding it so long in it and bowed. Having received official invitations to visit more often, I went to the entrance and ran down the stairs. My heart was light. As easy as it never was. Yes, at that moment I was happy.

On the landing of the second floor I heard hurriedly on top ...