Hello again. My name is Ivan. I am 24 years old.

This story happened almost a year ago, last summer. I decided to visit my grandmother in the village where I spent all my childhood, resting there every summer, but in recent years I couldn’t break free, and then I was tired of the city rush and decided to break free and go for a couple of days. Gathered things, took time off at work, and now I'm on my way in a stuffy, old bus. The road to the dacha takes about 7 hours, so I didn’t read much, I decided that I had no better way to kill time than sleep. I woke up from the fact that someone is pushing me in the shoulder, opening my eyes and waking up, after a good dream, I notice that this is some kind of guy. I thought to myself what the hell he wanted, the bus was half empty. But then he looked at his features and recognized his childhood friend Vetal.

- Hello Vetal, where did you come from here?

- Great, great Vano, yes I was here at the side job I was, now I'm going back to the village.

We talked about life, about what is happening to everyone, ran off to the store at a bus stop, took a couple of bottles of beer, and the road to the dacha flew by not noticeably. At the exit of the bus, they said goodbye, but agreed to meet in a couple of hours and normally mark the meeting.

And now we are walking through the village, along the main street, where all people usually walk in the evenings. In the hands of a beer. We are not hasty conversation.

- And let's go to the club, we have a new one opened here, it’s warm and the beer is cheap, the music is playing, let's sit down, maybe we can meet someone else.

- Yes, I went against it.

Here it is necessary to clarify when I went to the country when I was a child, we had a very large company, about 15 people, some of them were visitors from the city, like me, the second half lived in the village all my life.

Having entered the club, we settled down at one of the distant tables, ordered another beer for ourselves and began to look around, looking for acquaintances. The club was different from those in the city, in one part it was something like a dance floor and there was music playing, in the other part it was something like a cafe, a TV on the wall, a small bar and a lot of wooden tables with benches scattered around the whole hall, here in this cafe, we sat. Vetal greeted with someone, with whom he simply exchanged nods, he was local and knew almost everyone who was in the club, but on the contrary, I did not recognize anyone. Then his phone rang and he went out to talk, I was left alone and stared at the telly. He returned with a broad smile on his face.

- Vika has arrived, now she will do. He minted it. Vika was one of the locals and was Vetal’s girlfriend, as he himself told me. I did not know her, but according to the stories of Vetal, she was a beauty, with a good figure, and as he told me in confidence, very loving sex, this is why they were together, because Vetal was still a dog with him and never not deceived.

After 20-25 minutes Vika came up. I noted to myself that she is really beautiful. Nice face, not a drop of makeup, well, except that the sponges are made up. Long dark hair, lush breasts of the third size, slender waist and not a bad ass, which was well emphasized by jeans, tight-fitting Vika.

She sat between us, kissed Vetal. She greeted me and ordered myself a beer immediately entered into a dialogue. Time passed quickly, looking at the clock, which showed half of the third night, I was going home. Vetal and Vika persuaded me to sit still, but I said that my grandmother was waiting for me, and I had already drunk enough, left.

In the morning I woke up from the fact that my cellphone was bursting in my ear. Called Vetal. I looked at the clock, it was five o'clock. This is what I thought I was knocked out, this is what fresh air and nature means. I picked up the phone, Vetal said something about the fact that I am a dormouse and you cannot sleep so much.When I heard what a freak I was and everything like that, he told me the main news, for which he called for the 7th time. He invited to Banya. Of course, I immediately agreed and said that I would be with him in an hour and a half.

After leaving the towel, clean replacement linen in the package, I headed to Vetal. When I came to him and did not find anyone at home, I was not much surprised, since his parents were almost always at home, since none of them worked. I found Vetal in the barn, he loaded a new batch of firewood into the car.

- Oh, come in, I will throw firewood in the bathhouse and sink into the store.

On the way to the boutiques, he told me that the parents had gone to the city with their relatives and would be only 3 days later, so the house and the bathhouse were at our complete disposal, and therefore we should tear off completely, especially since yesterday it was only a prelude. On this in the store, we zatarilis in full. Cognac, beer, take a snack. In general, 4 complete packages of all good. Arriving home, I began to lay out food and drinks in the refrigerator, and Vetal went to check the bath. When I returned, I said that after 10 minutes you can safely go.

And taking with him almost half of everything we bought at the store, we went to the bathhouse. The bath at Vetal was large and spacious. The waiting room was elongated in shape, in the far corner there was a large sofa corner, in front of it was a table, and on the sides there were still a couple of chairs, in general, like in a nice city sauna. We undressed and began to set the table. Having decided that we needed to drink before the bath, we didn’t set aside the case, uncorked a bottle of brandy, drank a couple of glasses and went to the bathhouse itself. It was also spacious, on the left was a stove with a large tank of hot water and stones for heat, and on the right and opposite the entrance were shelves in three rows, very wide by the way. So we ran from the steam room to the table, about forty minutes passed, we were already well from brandy and heat, so we sat smoking and had unhurried conversations, there was nothing to talk about, but then our dialogue touched the girls. Who has how much, etc. ordinary male conversations. And then, as if by chance, I suggested to Vetal that it would not be bad to dilute our male company with girls. Vetal with joy and somehow not a healthy gleam in his eyes, supported my idea and began to quickly sort out the names of the girls on the phone. I thought he would call Vika, I would like to see her in one bathing suit, but for some reason he didn’t remember about her when three or four attempts to invite the ladies to us failed, Vetal was sad, I wondered why he didn’t want to call Vika on that I received a very reasonable answer:

- Vano, I understand that we are not just calling them to drink cognac with us, but I don’t really want you to fuck her, I like it or something.

Vetal's answer struck me. He also loves, although yes such as Vika could melt any heart.

- Well, let her take some girlfriend for me, but she will be with you, there will be plenty of room for both of us. Yes, and I was not going to fuck Vick, I see that you like her.

In general, Vetal broke not long. After 10 minutes he gave up and scored Vika

- Hi Vic, we are here with Vano in the bathhouse, steaming, drinking cognac, celebrating the meeting, would you like to join us.

That answered Vika I did not hear. But here is the answer Vetal I was pleased:

- No, you have a bunny, for this purpose take him some girlfriend, Masha or Verka is better, but only normal, he doesn’t need a city guy for him. With these words, Vetal hung up.

I was very bursting with curiosity about what Vika answered to him there. Vetal again hesitated, but a couple of glasses of cognac and my persuasion still acted. And he told. She said that we want to fuck her in two dicks. I am not many ofigev, I wondered why she had such thoughts. And Vetal said that recently some kind of recession has occurred in their sex life, they say three or four times every day before, and now a week if they have sex a couple of times already, it’s a holiday, and she always demands something new. And Vetal says he is an ordinary country boy, well, what kind of variety can he offer her ....