To begin, let me introduce myself - my name is Alexey. A couple of years ago I graduated from a university in one of the cities of Russia with a degree in Rocket Engineering. After graduating from university, I realized that I didn’t want to leave the city, since it was necessary to go somewhere to Siberia to work in my specialty. In the process of studying (after the 2nd course I transferred to the evening department) I worked and nowhere did I manage to linger for a long time: I was not satisfied with the work, or the bosses were greedy. So I changed several places.

And so, at the beginning of 2014, I got involved in a radio electronics corporation. And, which is unusual for me to work in it more than on all previous ones. I must say that the work as an engineer in a state corporation does not imply a special extravaganza in terms of events. As a young specialist with a lot of testosterone, who wanted to look at the knees and asses of young female employees, it seemed to me nothing special to catch. To present an enterprise, it is enough to say that here is a classic scoop, although I didn’t find it, I think that it is just that - a lot of paperwork, slowness of the system, and as one colleague noted: encourage, you see, you work and do not make mistakes! ”But the most important thing that I understood is that the average age of the company's employees is close to retirement, and if there are young people and girls somewhere in legal, accounting and management departments, engineering - longing: one and grandfathers who need to gain experience.

Thinking that in the next year and a half I would have to contemplate the whole picture, I decided not to rush and gradually throw the fishing rods into the next room - to the technologists. There, I quickly became friends with two guys, Sergey and Misha, who were a little older than me, and after asking them about the situation, I realized that my assumptions were correct. True, but not completely.

Soon, I noticed that in the office on the contrary, in the department for labor rationing there are sitting, even if not young girls - women of 40-50 who subsequently thought with great interest.

I always had enough female attention, but there is something attractive in women who are 10 or more years older than you. What can not be explained, experience can, tidiness or defiant clatter of heels and that incredible look with languishing.

Quickly, under the pretext of work, I recognized the names and sought out all the women I was interested in from this department on the social network. This is where the space of Balzac beauty really was on vacation: women did not hesitate to pose for the camera in a ski suit somewhere in the Alps, now in a bathing suit at sea, now somewhere in the savannah. For myself, I noted the beauty and volume of forms, with a pleasant weight poured cups of bras and chiseled legs, which at work were in stockings and covered with skirts. It seemed more impossible to tolerate.

But how to get to such impregnable women? How to start communication "without ties", without observing the norms of the protocol?

All decided case. A couple of weeks after the questions posed before me, I was driving to work in the subway: I got into the train and read the book out of habit, at the next station, someone sat down next to me and said hello. Looking up from the book, he saw Inna (that was the name of the very “woman from the department opposite”) and greeted her in response.

Inna is a beauty of medium height, looking for 35 years, with a scattering of black curls on her head, plump sensual lips and a pleasant rounded face, on which stood a neat rectangular rim of glasses. Behind the glasses, there were brilliant brown eyes.She was the owner of a gorgeous bust, which she liked to emphasize with a wide-neck blouse and ass, which the skirt invariably covered with a skirt and finished this picture of tights to match the skirt, showing the beauty and slimness of the legs. Inna walked exclusively in skirts and dresses, in which from behind she looked, well, just amazing, and the sound of heels always allowed her to recognize her when she went out into the corridor.

We talked to my next “You”, she said: “I’m not so old as to get me out! Come on you? ”- I did not see a reason to refuse this beautiful woman. She took a phone out of her purse and immediately issued: “Find yourself on VKontakte and add.” I was a little taken aback, but still took the phone and did as she asked.

So began our communication with her. Since then, we began to communicate much more: we corresponded while working and in the evenings, met each morning at the metro station and went to work and back together. Inna told a lot: about the production and about the features of the enterprise. We smoothly switched to fairly personal topics. I tried to ask questions that interested me, but without excesses, she replied to them as an experienced woman, and often frankly, which made me very excited. I imagined her passionate eyes and how she erotically bites her sponge, removes her glasses and covers her eyes. Then I stopped, because in the pants seemed to erupt volcano.

It would seem that with such meetings and communication this amazing woman sympathizes with me, however, I was in no hurry to develop events. The maximum that I allowed myself in terms of touch, is to slightly embrace it when I opened the door and let it go ahead. Inna it did not cause any contradictions.

At work, my charmer often did not notice, and maybe she did it on purpose: leaning over the table and showing me something, her blouse was sticking out and revealing views that could be admired endlessly. Once I was so fascinated by her lace underwear that I was almost caught red-handed. She did something similar, turning to me on the chair, so that I could see her knees. Sometimes it is as if by chance, to better consider something on the monitor, touched the chest of my shoulder. It literally drove crazy.

Now it may seem strange: over what he fought, because everything is obvious! And then it fought. At that time, not so distant from the present one, I still could not distinguish the desire of a woman from an easy flirt, and to hurry means to turn away a woman who is so pleasant in communication from me. As a teacher of Russian once told me:

- You do not see the obvious, and vice versa - trying to read a white sheet between the lines. Too much you think creatively and complicate an already solved task.

Usually, when in some literary work, or in a film, if the author is madly in love with his character, he even gives his objective minuses a very favorable character. This is called charisma. So, in Lermontov, Pechorin did not know how to swim, nevertheless, he presented it as a struggle for life in difficult conditions. My Ondine smoked and she did it just mesmerizing. Although I didn’t really like it, but how she held her cigarette, how she was dragging on. It was truly sexy. But what I liked the most was that she did not want to like and adjust. Of course, in my presence Inna tried not to smoke, but even when I saw how she did it, she simply went crazy.

At work, no one paid attention to our relations with her, firstly, because during working hours I approached mainly on issues related to production, and, secondly, my colleagues didn’t care much that the young specialist was talking to such a stately woman , especially on the work she was in contact with 95 percent with men. However, this did not prevent me from visiting her in the evenings, when she remained alone in her office in order to have time to finish something. It was then that we sat and chatted about what we wanted.

On one of these evenings, shortly before the New Year, I came to the tinkers in the room, when the day was already coming to an end and everyone was about to go home. Inna was in no hurry. She had some business that did not require delay. So much the better, I calmly walked into the office, maneuvering between women who put on sheepskin coats and fur coats. Inna was sitting in the farthest corner on her left, with her back to the door and in a state of total confusion ...