It may seem to someone that this is an ordinary obscure February day. Yes, this is, however, an ordinary winter day: everyone is in a hurry about their business, they work, they rush into transport, go shopping, get cold, warm up - the list goes on and on. But on this day, all the usual things seem to be something special. And the reason is the date - February 14th. It so happened that on this day everyone around is talking about love. And judging by the weather, even the sun went on a date to the beloved moon, and the wind in a passionate tango swirled his partner blizzard. It is not surprising that thousands, no millions of hearts in love, couples, ordinary acquaintances and even complete strangers overflow on this day with love and desire for each other. And everyone is investing in this day their secret meaning.

For some, this is a great opportunity to express your feelings, for others it is a reason to spend a romantic evening or a passionate night, to realize your most outspoken and most erotic fantasies. Such plans were for the evening and Katerina. Especially since February 14 was the day of acquaintance with her beloved Cyril. It was the first anniversary of their relationship, and Catherine wanted to present a special gift to her beloved man to match the holiday - a passionate night. In sex, everything was fine with them, although lately, due to Kirill’s employment at work, their ardent sex has increasingly turned into an ordinary “ritual” of intimacy: a standard prelude and about ten to fifteen minutes of pleasure. But today Catherine wanted to surprise her lover. Especially for this, she bought erotic lingerie, prepared candles and champagne. Not surprisingly, but the desire to spend unforgettably this February night overwhelmed Cyril himself. For several days he was on a business trip, whence only in the evening could he get in touch with the girl on Skype. He missed pretty and to spend the evening of February in a lonely hotel room was not part of his plans. It is good that Kirill was a co-owner of a small construction company together with his childhood friend Mikhail. Having persuaded the inveterate bachelor to stay for the signing of an important contract with his deputy, Cyril rushed home to Catherine in full steam.

- Catherine, honey, hello. I'm on the road, another hundred kilometers and I'll be with you. Are you waiting for me, dear? Seriously? And what are you wearing? Peignoir, stockings ... ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo, hare, I'm already eager to see you. Damn, there is still swept up, as luck. Yes, yes, I'm careful. Of course, honey, I miss you so much. Very soon I will kiss your sweet lips. Yes, see you, Catherine. Love you.

Putting the mobile phone on the panel, Cyril took a deep breath, introducing his girlfriend in sexy lingerie. A fantasy crept into his head, he strained a little, but he continued to closely follow the road. Silver "Toyota Corolla" confidently cut through the frosty air and sped along the snow-covered highway. The snow intensified and over the gray haze of the road already close the evening twilight hung. Cyril turned on the high beam and pacified the heat of his car. Suddenly, in front of the curb, a dark silhouette of a passenger car and a person standing next to it appeared blurred in a snow dance. In the next fifteen minutes, Kirill was not overtaken by any car, and his fellow travelers were also not visible. So he was probably the only one who could help this man. Cyril turned on the right turn signal, slowed down and stopped behind the Chevrolet Tahoe standing on the side of the road. He buttoned his jacket and pulled the hood, he got out of the car. A sharp gust of wind and slashing small snowflakes forced my eyes to close. Going to the “unfortunate” stranger (in no other way in such weather and in such a situation you wouldn’t call him that), Cyril was surprised to see a low, unusually dressed Grandpa in his appearance, about seventy.He was wearing a black coat, black pants, white gloves and a top hat. Just as if from the Venice Ball.

- What happened to you? Do you need help? - Cyril asked loudly, assuming that a man of age, and even in such weather may not hear him.

The stranger not only heard him well, but also answered very clearly, in a well-putted, pleasant voice:

- Thank you, young man, that at such a late hour and in such a cold they did not refuse to help. You see, something stalls the car, and even the phone is dead, - while the elderly man took out a modern mobile phone from his pocket and, as it were, demonstrated its uselessness in an "extinct" state.

- Got it. Now I see what you have with the car.

“I would be very grateful if you would allow me to make a call from your mobile phone,” smiled Grandpa.

Cyril returned to his car, took the mobile phone and handed it to the stranger. Then he opened the Chevrolet hood and began to look into the details. An elderly man, meanwhile, was talking to someone on the phone. Due to the strong gust of wind and the hood rustling on his head, Kirill did not hear the whole conversation, only the last sentence of Granddaddy: “Rudolph, everything will be fine. See you". Having finished the conversation, the stranger approached Cyril and politely extended the phone.

- Thank.

Cyril, not looking up from the details of the car, reached for his mobile phone and continued to “pick” something inside. By his contented mind it was clear that he did not just know what the problem was, but he had already almost solved it. Another 5-7 minutes and Kirill, smiling, asked the owner of the car to start the engine. “Done!” Earned - the engine started and worked smoothly and clearly.

- But this is only, so to speak, temporarily, you still have to contact the service.

- And you are well versed in cars. Thank you very much.

- That is nothing, from my youth I like poking around in pieces of iron. A brother taught to understand the machines. He is the master of it.

Kirill, meanwhile, wiped his hands on a handkerchief and, throwing a surprised look at an elderly man, noticed with a smirk:

- You somehow dressed badly.

- Oh yes. You see, I am a theater artist and am just heading for tonight's evening performance. Today ... a special performance. Have you prepared a gift for your girlfriend? - Asking, grandpa somehow unusually smiled.

“How does he know that I have a girlfriend?” Thought Cyril, but he hurried to answer.

- Yes, so little things, candy, flowers, wine. I am returning from a business trip, there was neither time nor place to buy something else.

“Then I have something for you.” - grandpa smiled again, opened the trunk and, taking a small suitcase, presented it to Cyril. - Here, take it. This, so to say, my gift to you in gratitude for the help.

- Uh-uh-uh, what is there? - somehow not very confident Cyril picked up a small but weighty suitcase in a leather case.

- This is a game for two.

- A game? - Cyril asked, surprised and a little sadly, already thinking that his grandfather wasn’t quite in mind.

- Yes, yes, believe me, this is a very exciting game. It will help you to experience amazing, I would even say, magical sensations. And great diversity of your proximity.

The stranger smiled again unusually, turned to the car and hurried off, thanking Kirill once again for his help and wishing him success. Cyril also, without hesitating, got into the car and continued on his way.

Katerina was waiting for Cyril, as they say, fully armed. On the festively laid table there were light snacks and two tall glasses. The girl put on her promised seductive outfit, curled her hair, made evening makeup. Beloved she met on the threshold in a satin robe, from under the hem of which was visible lace edging stockings.

“You look amazing!” - taking off his jacket, Cyril gently said. - I missed you so much that I am ready to enter your “pussy” right here and now.

Having said this, the man hugged the girl just below the waist and eagerly dug into her lips.

“I suppose you're hungry,” Katerina asked thoughtfully, tearing herself from the lips of her beloved.

- I am very hungry! I'm so hungry to bite you in the ass. She's so sweet.

The girl giggled, coquettishly taking Cyril to the kitchen.

“Oh yes, I completely forgot,” said the man, ...