The road to the venue did not take me much time. It was a good day. There were almost no clouds in the sky. The autumn sun was shining, there was practically no wind. I walked and admired the autumn nature. What a beautiful multi-colored trees, as the foliage falls and flies after passing cars. How nicely rustling leaves underfoot. I wanted not to go anywhere, but how in childhood to gather leaves, chestnuts and acorns and make something, make a wreath of fallen leaves. But I didn't have time for all this.

It already seemed parking supermarket. It was crowded there and I could not, from a distance, consider whether Sveta was already there or not yet. In a couple of minutes I was already there. Inspected once again standing cars and people. I saw my girlfriend in the distance. She stood and inspected the approaching cars. Svetka I met in the summer at the wedding. We had a nice time there and became friends. Then several times already had fun in the company of men. She was a year older than me and studied law. I hope she succeeds in fulfilling her dream and becoming a judge. She was not tall, slim, good figure, which today is even more emphasized black leggings. She had blond hair up to her shoulders, pinned up in a ponytail, and a third-sized breast stood out well under a denim jacket. I admired her, she looked so sexy in these leggings. I was almost tight in coming to her, and she noticed me.

- Hi Svetka! - I said happily. - How do you? So what will be with us today?

- Hello! Good to see you. - answered Svetka and more turned in my direction. - Yes, I myself do not know exactly. I was on a couple could not speak normally, as he called me and offered to play tennis and call you too.

- Oh well. Let's see what happens. Teach us tennis can play. - I said playfully with a smile.

Then we stood for a while and just chatted about ours. From the weather to our recent adventures. I told her my recent adventures, she told me about how she sucked in the elevator, and they rode between floors until they were caught. Our last themes clearly caused a slight blush on our cheeks. I noticed her cheeks turn a little red. I wanted to touch them and caress tongue. Pleasant warmly responded and pussy. We further discussed the topic of our adventures, as the car stopped near us.

The door of the dark green Opel opened. In the car, Sergei was already familiar to us. He was then around 40 years old, with dark hair, slim. He was wearing a bright Adidas suit with some numbers on his sweater.

- Girls! Hop up. - Sergey shouted. - And then you can not stand in the driveway for a long time.

We quickly got into the car in the back seat. He abruptly drove off as one car was already behind us. Sergey said that we will go to the countryside in one house, the owner has his own tennis court. That his business partner came from Kiev, and he is a big fan of this sport and wants to play a little. Well, what a game without the company of two beautiful girls. At such words we looked at each other and smiled at each other for such a compliment.

The road was not loaded with transport, and we quickly left the autumn city. And we drove along a small quiet path. The machine lifted the fallen leaves. Sergey turned on light music. He inquired about our success in school and personal life. Have a relaxed conversation.

- We have not yet discussed one. As you want? - Sergey asked and looked at us in the rearview mirror.- A thousand each is enough? Well, if it can be a little rough, you already have it. I don’t know what this old pervert can think of there. And then an important contract will fail. If I add something to a hundred friend then. Will you and rags, and the day of the student for a walk.

I already twitched a little. I looked at Svetka. She looked at me. We did not even know what to say to him exactly. Were in some kind of stupor. Only the next wave of excitement passed through the body. Exchanged only nods and shrugs.

- Girls! Are you silent there? - Sergey asked again. - arranges you?

- Yes. - Sveta said quietly and somehow lowered her gaze to the chair.

Then the car stopped. The house was fenced with a high fence. Sergey pressed something and the gate began to open. In the courtyard there was already a big black jeep with Kiev numbers and all four identical numbers on the number. Territory was well maintained. Several alpine slides with small fountains. Ornamental trees grew. In the distance, there was a not very large two-story house. I looked very beautiful. Built from dark logs. The gates behind us began to close themselves.

- You can come here. - said Sergey and turned off the engine. - I now only take the rackets and products.

We nodded in agreement. Left the car and began to consider the territory. I took out my phone and took a picture of Svetka. But Sergey said remove the photo. And it turned out well, I thought, it was a pity that I had to delete. Sergey handed me a racket. Then the second filed Svetka. The first time I held it in my hands. At school, they were fooling around a little at table tennis, and I only saw this racket on TV, but in reality it seemed to me even more. I twisted and looked at it in my hands.

Sergey waved us and m moved along a beautiful path and walked to the other side of the house. There was a large gazebo, a brazier under one roof, there were several other buildings, and even further the tennis court was covered with a green high net. In the arbor at the table sat a gray-haired man of 50-55 years. Looked pretty solid. He was in a bright tracksuit. He looked at us so appreciatively. I know these views in men.

- Sergei! You brought such cute girls. The older man said with a smile. - Mm and I want to admire ...

- Yes, Boris Petrovich. I tried for you. - with enthusiasm said Sergey. - Meet this light and less tall Svetlana, and the one that is taller and dark is Ilona. And these girls are my business partner, Boris Petrovich.

He once again examined us. I felt his lustful eyes. Our slender legs accurately attracted his attention. He never took his eyes off them.

- So beauties take off their jackets and on the court, and then we'll see what's wrong with you and how to do it. - Boris Petrovich said quietly, even though he tried to speak Ukrainian, Russian words slipped from him. - Which of you can play tennis?

We both shook our heads. His pleasant smile darkened a little. And we all went to the court. Well, as it turned out. We could not play. We broke into pairs. I played with Sergey, and Svetka with Boris Petrovich. We waved these rackets like sticks. The ball could not get. I thought it would be easier, but I didn’t succeed, as did Svetka. Men only made fun of us. Then they got tired of fooling around with us, and they sent us to the gazebo. They said that they would play for another half an hour and come to us there. And in the meantime, we had a snack there and were ready to meet them.

We went to the gazebo. The rays of the autumn sun penetrated there, the windows were closed with some kind of cloth or I don’t know how to call it correctly. There were coals in the brazier and it was warm from them. It was quite comfortable there. We sat down on a soft bench and began to eat. There were kebabs, sausage, a few salads, red fish, olives, which I can not stand. Well, the hungry female students had quite a good snack. Moreover, Sveta did not have time to eat, and I had a snack very easily.

It was evident how animated the men were. They were heard their rare screams and comments of the game. We sat side by side, chatted about his, we held hands.I felt the gentle touch of Svetka's fingers on my hand. ... Read more →