... Honestly, during the weekend, I now and then mentally returned to our acquaintance with Lenka. It would be difficult to say exactly how many times I lost my memories in my mind, tried to somewhat alter what had already happened, fantasizing on the topic “but what would happen if ...”, well, and most of all I, of course, worried about the possible ways of development of our relations.

Hardest of all, two questions bother me.

Firstly, why such a girl like Lena, being definitely without complexes, and with pronounced abilities to seduction, I would even say, to seduction, nevertheless, remained a virgin? Or maybe, before, before me, she still did not behave with anyone like that? Few believe ...

Secondly, my imagination was agitated by the fact that when we parted on Saturday morning, she went to the institute in such a frank outfit, which, dressing in front of me, she easily put on her naked body, as it should. Was it for her in the order of the norm, or was it still connected, as I jokingly assumed, with the impending delivery of the test?

One thing I can say for sure: this girl hurt my heart, I was ready to announce her the cutest, most attractive, sweetest of all I have ever met, but I knew that I would not find peace until I saw her again. Now and then my phrase slipped in my head, thrown at a stop at parting: “We will meet at the institute on Monday, and we will agree there,” and this phrase inspired hope and made me happy.

...

... On Monday, at the institute, I was one of the first things to go to the schedule of first-year classes, found a group for Lenkin, and wrote down numbers of couples and audiences on a piece of paper. They didn’t have the first couple today, the lecture didn’t go to the second one, I didn’t want to go there, because the whole flow is going to the lectures, but on the third pair they had physics labs - that's what I need.

After waiting for the third pair, I went downstairs and went to the physical laboratory. I was gripped by some excitement, what if I didn’t find her today, what if she will not be disposed to continue our meetings? I entered the room. Looked around. Some students at the tables were tinkering with instruments, someone wrote in a notebook, a small handful crowded with the teacher. The three girls, who were sitting with their backs to me, just idly chatted about something. I did not see their faces, but one of them, who was sitting on the edge, was very similar to Lenka, I could judge about this by her long dark hair and by the short light-beige top of the skin, which I already knew. Although I couldn’t see anything more from the back, and I still had doubts whether it was her, I decided to approach them.

At first I nevertheless approached the trinity from the side. My breathing became a little bit faster ... Phew! That's her! Lenka has not seen me yet, as she sat with her face turned to her friends, but I was already in awe of her in profile ... How beautiful she is! My gaze slid down — from under the shade of the table, behind which she sat, the forms of her lovely bare legs whitened, the short colorful skirt in a sitting position slightly stretched, and covered perhaps the very thing. I was immediately flooded, by association, with the memory of our farewell on Saturday: then she was dressed in the same way. From this memory, my heart beat even faster. “The guys from her band are probably going crazy about her,” I thought for some reason.

- Linen! - I called out.

She turned:

- ABOUT! Hello! I never expected it! - on her lovely face, such a charming little smile immediately surfaced that I can’t imagine how you can resist it at all.

- Hello! And what are you doing idleness, where is your laboratory? - I decided to start with a joke.

- And she, Mr. Polikov, is already ready (Lenka caught my playful tone), I'm waiting for my turn to report.

- Well, you're good for us!

- I know! - she was innocent herself.

“What about your plans for the evening, madam?”

- So far, nothing. I do not know ... You can congratulate me, I passed two tests this morning.

- Congratulations.

- Thank.

- Well, will you come to me after class? I will be at the department, I need to prepare the material for the diploma.

- Ladushki!

"So! So, everything promises to be successful, - I thought, walking along the corridor, - By the way, it’s interesting, she had a test today ... Test ... No, what am I talking about? Simply, some doubts arise ... But no, nonsense is all! Lenka is a good, capable student, why should she seduce the teachers, I dared to frankly admit to myself about my doubts. ”

I went to the department to work on a diploma. “Hello, Victor Yuryevich!” - I said hello to my economic adviser. I took out my books, statistical tables from the drawer of the table, and began to study. Still, I was excited! Again, I remembered our Saturday morning: “... here I am sitting in an armchair, finishing my coffee, Lenok walks to the closet, and, standing with his back to me, takes off his shirt, leaving absolutely nothing. This, of course, gave me a little startled, despite the fact that it was already with us yesterday. But then something happens that I really didn’t expect to see: without turning to me, she, just as it is, puts on a frivolous “loincloth” -shirt mini-skirt and confidently gathers at the institute ... Although she may be shy look for panties with me? Hardly". A bold thought spun in my head: “Will I be able to find out what is out of her underwear today, and is there any at all?” Of course, I would never have told her out loud about it. But the factor of uncertainty especially excited the imagination. Yes, we must still do a diploma.

There was a knock at the door. My heart pounded too: She!

- Hello ... Sorry, but will you take the laboratory today? I have two not scolded. - Yes, I was wrong, it was a student from the first year.

- Tomorrow I'll start with the first couple.

- Ok, sorry.

- Till tomorrow!

Thus, the cost ratio when introducing a new model of equipment will be ...

... I felt a gentle touch of the palm on my shoulder and the familiar scent of sweet perfume. She opened the door quietly and quietly approached me.

- Well how are you?

- Yes, it seems nothing.

- Me too.

Lenusik ran her hand through my hair and sat down, dangling her legs, on the edge of the table, behind which I was engaged. I put aside the notes. The conversation was somehow not very good. Mentally removing myself from the tension, I am a friendly patted Lenka on the leg just above the knee:

- Oh, by the way, have you already passed your course?

- Today passed.

- And when is the defense?

“This week, Wednesday or Thursday.” So I will be busy all these days.

- I understand ... And today?

“I don’t know today,” she smiled mysteriously and touched my hair again.

I looked up and looked at Lenka.

- You're so beautiful today!

- Thank you, gorgeous.

The Lenkin topic was so transparent that there was no difficulty in distinguishing not only the shape of the breasts, but also the color of her tight nipples. I immediately felt the increasing pressure under my pants. Smiling at her back, I ran my hand over Lenka’s leg, lightly stroking her, the velvet of her skin was driving me crazy.

“So you don't know about today?”

- Actually, no. The weather was good in the morning. - With these words, she got up from the table and went to the window, putting her palms on the windowsill.

- It seems to be going to rain.

- Yes? - the window was open, and Helen, to lean out of it, put one leg back and bent in half through a wide window sill, ...