Could I ever assume that after graduating from the Academy, instead of the sea coast, I would end up in the wild Kyrgyz steppes? Never. Even this could not have come to my head, but life decided otherwise. Like I turned six more. We arrived at the disposal of the garrison commander, captain of the first rank of Pach Anatoly Vasilyevich. Here, in a place forgotten by God, there was an underground station tracking the movement of submarines. The range is sixth of the globe. And so it happened that with the sea - the dream of each of us, was associated only with the word \ "underwater \".

Fortunately, I was not married at that time, otherwise I, too, like my comrades, would have to listen to the complaints of angry wives, who dreamed of sending their condemned men to long voyages.

There were quite a few people like us here, abandoned away from civilization. The garrison was decent and its chief, the one-eyed captain of the first rank was equated here to God. With his black bandage on his left eye, he looked like Kutuzov, but he was probably better off than the glorious commander. Everyone was afraid of him, but respected. He was the owner and in the military camp, which was stuck on the edge of the Kyrgyz village. Several three-story houses, a cafe, a club — that’s the whole town. They traveled twenty kilometers on duty, where the underground complex was located.

From the very beginning I became friends with two guys. Both were lieutenant-captains and both were married. With one, Kolya Smirnov, we were familiar from Peter. His wife, Tanya, eclipsed everyone at the graduation party at the academy. Before that, I did not know her, but then I really liked her. Tall, black-haired, with an excellent figure, she looked very cool and was rightfully chosen as the queen of the ball. And it was necessary for such a thing to happen that Kolya Smirnov was sent into this hole. His Tanya, at first, refused to go at all. Indigenous Leningrad and suddenly in the Kyrgyz steppes. He walked like he sank into the water. But two months later I arrived. By that time, we were friends with her Kolya and very often gathered in a warm company in the evenings. There was really no place to gather the truth, and so we usually started in a cafe, and then moved to his apartment. He was lucky - got a two-room.

The third in our company was Kostya Lazurenko.

He often joined us, although his wife, Julia, did not really approve of our evening feasts. With the arrival of Tatiana, our company almost collapsed. I continued to live in a garrison hotel and in the evenings we met not very often. True on holidays, and sometimes on weekends, we still gathered at one of them in the apartment. Kostya lived in the neighboring house and also had a two-room apartment. In this company, only one I was single, which was the reason for talking at almost every meeting. Especially tried Tanya. She was very worried about the question. Why am I still single? Her jokes on this topic sometimes even freaked me out. Once she even crossed all boundaries, having doubted at Yulia in my male abilities. Julia giggled and left the kitchen, where I helped them cook on the table. The guys were in the room and Tanya and I were left alone. I clamped her in the corner, pulling her hips and, although she immediately put her hands on my chest, she probably felt the touch of my penis through the fabric of her pants. - We will check or how? - I asked the reddened beauty. “Or whatever,” she called me over and turned away.

That evening, she no longer allowed herself such a joke, but I often caught on myself her studying look.

Of course I was not going to finish the service and go to the monastery. It was just that there was not a suitable party in the garrison, - a woman with whom one could tie his fate. I limited myself to casual contacts with cafe waitresses or hotel maids.Some of them were married, but this did not prevent them from sometimes relaxing in my society. After that evening, the thought of which I had lost peace sat in my head. Touching Nicholas's wife was amazing, and her reaction to it gave rise to a vague hope of success. Of course, I understood that it was not worthy of an officer to care for, and even more so fuck, the wife of a friend. But still this thought did not give me rest.

Then one day fate itself smiled at me. On the day of the Soviet Army, Kolya Smirnov was sent on duty. We were going to celebrate this holiday in advance, and here is such a bad luck. For him, of course.

That evening I tried to drink less, but I did not get tired of adding to Tanya, who for some reason was sad and often remembered her parents who remained in Leningrad. The evening turned out to be not entirely successful, but when Kostya turned on the tape recorder and invited his little wife to dance, Tanya was also accustomed. She, too, went to dance with me and, having pressed herself tight enough, spun around the room to the beat of the music. Her brown eyes glittered insidiously when, as if by chance, she was keeping her leg between my thighs. Gradually, she achieved what she wanted. My dick got up, so much so that it was awkward to move. Then I pressed her even more tightly and forced her to temper her ardor. We began to mark time and she did not move away, feeling the touch of my \ "young man \" through the dress. After a couple of such dances, I was literally sweating, not to mention what was going on down my belly. Tanya smirked, sending me eloquent views, the seriousness of which I refused to believe. We again drank something, chatted, danced, but I was on the alert. When the hosts went to the kitchen to prepare a sweet table, Tanya and I were a seducer, and we danced again. with her front end, as if she wanted to immediately put on sitting on a live skewer. I pulled her face to mine and crouched to her scarlet juicy lips, like a traveler in the desert who had not drunk for two days. She first stood still, obviously counting everything \ "for \" and \ "against", and then she responded to the kiss and so passionately WHAT MY, the panties were immediately soaked. Her tongue literally worked wonders vyplyasyvaya devilish saraband in my mouth.

My hand squeezed her elastic full chest with ecstasy, but she seemed not to notice. We were so carried away that we missed the appearance of Julia with a tray in her hand. The hostess of the evening coughed slightly and this brought us to life. Having opened our arms, we stared at each other in a daze.

Following Julia, Kostya entered the room with a kettle in one hand and a cake in the other. The end of the evening was crumpled. Having drunk tea, Tanya suddenly remembered that she still needed to do the translation (she was translating from French for some kind of magazine) and began to gather. Julia \ "attentively looked first at her, then at me and pursed her lips, went to see her off. Kostya and I smoked a cigarette, drank for the road, and I \" also went out into the hallway. Yulia and Tanya still have not said goodbye, and it so happened that we left the house with her.

A light snowball flew overhead. 0H has already covered the ground with a rather thick layer. Creaked underfoot. I felt a light frost. Having reached Tannin about the house, I stopped in hesitancy. Half the windows still glowed. Sailors continued to celebrate the holiday.

- I watched the movie: \ "The day when the fish surfaced, \" - I asked Tanya.

- It was a long time ago, but even then I liked the phrase of the protagonist.

- What is the phrase? - Tanya did not understand where I am getting at.

- He, the main character, returned with a girl from the beach. Near the door they stopped and he asked her: \ "For you or me? \"

And what did she say to him? - After a short silence, the young woman asked - Invited to her. I did not remember exactly how it was there, because I watched this movie as a kid, but I wanted to hear the same thing from my companion. And I heard.

- Come, if you are not afraid. Julia did not have coffee, but I have. Will you have some coffee - she stiffly smiled.

- I will not refuse, - I grabbed her arm and we dived into the porch.

“Only coffee,” she warned, as if frightened ...