On that day, the bright sun was shining, and a strong wind drove curly clouds across the sky. The wind was so strong that even the strongest branches of the trees lurched to the ground, rustling young foliage. It was very hot, and the girls seemed to take off everything that at least somehow held back the hidden male instincts ...

I left the house, as always at half past eight. The usual morning revival was going on in the square. Numerous under-bus buses spat out residents of residential areas near the metro, people hurried to work from the bus stop and from the tram stop.

Knowing that no one was waiting for me at work, I walked slowly. I was in no hurry. The mood was excellent, which happens only in early summer - the bright sun is shining, the birds are singing, and it seems that everything comes alive with nature. And only the wind that day was some particularly strong. The first impulse took down the mushroom canopy from a young ice cream maker. He rolled like a multi-colored umbrella, carried along the asphalt by the wind. The girl chased him, but the umbrella was clearly quicker, and every time she leaned behind him, he managed to slip away from her. The girl had short denim shorts, and I involuntarily smiled at how beautiful it was.

The next gust of wind tore off his hat from some old man, and he anxiously rushed after her ...

Suddenly I was overtaken by a girl in a white blouse and a short black skirt. She was wearing black fishnet pantyhose, which covered her plump thighs like a beef nut net. The next gust of wind lifted her skirt so high that I could not see that under the pantyhose she had nothing, only a naked butt, covered with a black net. The girl looked around, and when she saw me, she shyly pressed her hands to her thighs so that her skirt could not even move. At the underpass, I overtook this girl. Running up the stairs, I saw a soft toys saleswoman, who unpacked her goods from a large bag and laid out her soft friends on the shelves. Each time, bending down, she took out a bear cub, then a giraffe and carefully put it on the shelf, and each time behind her neckline a beautiful chest opened to my eyes, unrestrained by anything under the spacious T-shirt ... I walked slowly, enjoying the spectacle that had opened to me. The breasts were large and very beautiful, pleasantly shaped with large pink nipples. She caught my eye and fastened a jacket on her chest. I tried to sneak past her as soon as possible.

On the stairs up I caught my breath. On the steps several girls in short skirts hurried at once. My attention was attracted by a girl in a motley harmonica skirt, who hurried upstairs.

“Now would be the wind!” I thought wistfully.

And for sure! A strong gust of wind lifted her little skirt vertically upwards, and I saw a gorgeous ass, beautiful as a peach, tied with a thin ribbon of aqua-green thong panties ...

I caught my breath, blood pounded furiously in my brain, and my pants began to burst with a swelling feeling of desire.

A girl in a purple nylon skirt came down the stairs to meet me. She carried two heavy bags. A gust of wind lifted her skirt up front so that the edge of the skirt pouted with a parachute, and right before my eyes it turned out that she tried to hide under this skirt.

I shivered. The forehead was covered with perspiration. The girl tried to press her hands to her thighs, but her hands were busy, and she, filling herself with crimson paint, hurried down, revealing to the peasants who followed me new types ...

Excitement filled me to the brim, like a can filled with milk into which milk is poured from a large bucket. There was only one thought in her head:

"Want! Want! Want!".

I realized that I would not have peace today for a long time.Lowering the token, I rushed down the buzzing escalator, and towards me drove a crowd of girls with naked tummies and knees, with deep cuts on the chest and big tears on fashionable ripped jeans. Body color, color of passion called me. My breasts swelled under the cut-outs with small mounds, my bare knees called me, and my eyes gleamed like stars in the twilight of the subway ... I reached the bottom and leaned back against a marble column ... Cold marble began to revive me.

Crowds of people came down past the escalator. Opposite me, a dirty beggar stood in front of the column, hat in hand.

“That way, and they will start throwing something at me if I stand here and on,” I thought with sadness.

There was still no train, and with nothing to do, I began to look at the crowd. At the escalator, the two streams merged one; the descending stream made its way by vigorously working with its elbows. Hundreds of people formed human traffic jams and streams of people. Gnosavoe radio advertised mobile phones in a joyful, raspy voice. A train arrived at a neighboring platform, and a new crowd came out of it, crashing into an existing one and flowing to an overcrowded escalator ...

Suddenly, I saw something that in an instant made me forget about the fact that I want to sleep and stop feeling sad about the fact that today is Monday and a long working week ahead. On the escalator she went down - the ideal of my childhood, the girl of my dreams, beautiful, like this world!

She had blond, almost white hair that was curled and curled, curled over her shoulders, she had a blond T-shirt, which almost did not hide her round and very appetizing breasts. She seemed to be floating among all these rude and hurrying people. Her white skirt in the assembly fluttered from the metro drafts, slightly rising and exposing the rounded tanned thighs ... I looked at her ... My ideal, my goddess ...

She came down and walked right next to me, without even giving me a look, and I was ready to fall at her feet, she was so beautiful. It seemed that there was not a single flaw in her face, but the figure was exactly the same as I had always dreamed of seeing from my girlfriend ... She was bewitching, she turned me on, and I felt how slowly I slide down the column ...

There was no train for a long time. The girl stood at the edge of the platform, and from the light breeze that ran over the rails, the edge of her skirt trembled ... I looked at it and could not take my eyes off ... The booming roar stunned everyone, and people involuntarily frowning, turned away from the speeding train with huge white eye on the forehead. As if a giant blue caterpillar, the train grated on the platform and braked. At some point, the edge of her skirt rose so much that I saw the edge of her ass ...

I felt bad! I didn’t just feel like my boyfriend was tense in his pants, no! I was just tied down from the inside, and it really became a fever. I stopped feeling where I was. I was drawn to her, and almost not controlling myself, I began to punch the way to her, squeezing my back and shoulders, struggling to work with my elbows ... The girl pulled the crowd into the electric train. With the last strength I jumped behind her, crushing three at once ... The doors slid right behind my back. I stood, leaning on someone's back and felt it was hard for me to breathe. Some kind of light bulb sparked right above my head, which made it possible, except for the rumble of wheels in the tunnel, to constantly hear electric crackling in the car. I didn't get better. I looked around. She was there, ahead, in a small corner near the wall. There was supposed to be a side seat, but it was not there, and this girl was standing in the very corner. Breathing has become easier. People have forgotten about their own madness and began to get comfortable. After some time I will be able to free my hand. The uncle, who was in front, moved to the right, and I could already read the newspaper if I wanted to. The train stopped at the next stop. People pushed the shaft. I just took out on the platform. I stood and watched people get off the train, while I thought about it myself. And as soon as the last man came out, I rushed forward. Someone’s hands rested in my back.I was carrying deep into the cabin, and I almost no longer controlled my position, spinning in a powerful stream ... I tried only to be a little closer to her ...

Several people changed places with me, and I was already a meter away from her. ...