On the glass-domed aprons of Vienna's central station was crowded. The train arrived fifteen minutes ago from Budapest was preparing to continue its journey to Munich, and then to Strasbourg and then on to Paris itself. Porters with carts scrambled here and there, policemen looked around at the crowd. People who got lost in small groups discussed something and embraced goodbye. The ladies wiped away tears with their handkerchiefs. Everything happened exactly the same way as it happens at all stations in the world, five minutes before the train departs.

A young Russian officer approached the door of a second-class carriage, almost still a boy. However, the figure he was handsome and broad in the shoulders. On the noble face oval with proudly raised chin and deep-set beautiful eyes of brown color, self-satisfaction was read. The young man tried to look more mature and courageous, and it seemed to him that he was good at it. This was confirmed by the views of women of all ages and social situations, which the young man often caught on himself. He really looked handsome.

In the capital of Austria-Hungary, the young man was after a short week-long tour of Europe. And it should be noted that in the circumstances of life that have changed recently, I could well afford to travel first class. However, not yet accustomed to squander money from the solid monthly pay, which was put to him by his uncle, he did not hesitate to choose the second class.

From hand luggage with him at the cornet was only a small bag of black leather, the rest of the luggage he had already managed to pass. Going to the conductor and presenting a ticket, as well as a passport for travel abroad, which he kept ready, the young man deftly ran up the stairs to the carriage. It was obvious that the young man had only recently graduated from a military school and was in excellent physical condition.
Despite the imminent departure to his compartment, he was the first to take a seat by the window along the train. Obviously, other passengers still said goodbye to someone on the platform. He already thought that he would go alone, especially as the driver gave the second beep before departure, but almost simultaneously the three other companions appeared in the compartment. Two unremarkable middle-aged Germans and a very pretty, slender lady, who looks to be about thirty or a little more.

She immediately turned to him, speaking in Russian, for the military uniform unmistakably granted citizenship:
- Officer, please allow the lady to help with your luggage.
“Right now, madame,” replied the cornet.
The large suitcase that the porter had left in the aisle, as well as the hatbox, were deftly hoisted onto the luggage rack near the door. In a close compartment, they momentarily touched, and the young man lustfully inhaled the delicate scent of her perfume, and also caught a glimpse of a high chest, slightly larger than average. “What a beautiful woman!” - he thought, and suddenly it became a little exciting to my heart.
- Thank you, officer! You are so kind, I do not know how ...
- Alexey Yurievich Obolensky, I have the honor! - he introduced himself.
“Klavdiya Pavlovna Golubtsova,” she said simply, and took off her glove.
- Very pleased with our acquaintance Madame! - said the young man, kissing his hand.

“Mutually young man, mutually ...” said Claudia Pavlovna a little thoughtfully, and gave the Cornet a mysterious look.
The young man did not know what to talk with the lady about and immediately became noticeably embarrassed. But in this situation, he was saved by fellow travelers who, having learned that the young Russian knew their language well enough, immediately started talking about politics.He didn’t like conversations about the difficult situation that has been developing recently in Europe and in particular in the Balkans. However, out of politeness, he supported the conversation, trying with all his might to remain neutral and not blurt out anything extra. Relations between the countries became more and more strained, and he was, one can say on enemy territory. The recently arrived twentieth century did not meet the bright hopes of universal progress and prosperity. The spirit of war was in the air.

With a woman, they only looked at each other in secret. And in this silent game, the eye has gone some part of the way. Fortunately, the bored conversation with the Germans quietly subsided. And the increasingly intriguing peep-to-peer game with the lady in front was gaining momentum.
To the shame of a young officer, gradually with her eloquent and languid glances she managed to drive him into the paint! And for some time he sat staring out the window so that, meeting his eyes again, did not show a childish embarrassment, cursing himself for the unexpected timidity which he did not expect from himself. Finally, properly angry, he pulled himself together.

Turning his head, the young man immediately met with a slightly narrowed, steadfast gaze of kind, gray-blue eyes, who seemed to be saying: “Well, here again, I got caught, dummy. Anywhere from me you will not get to! ”. Obviously, all this time, she sat and waited patiently, when, finally, the young man deigns to continue their fascinating occupation. And Alyosha, completely surrendering to the power of this look, decided to no longer look away. It cost him a lot of effort, he felt himself sinking in these sweet blue pools. My head was spinning sweetly, my breath was lost, and a pleasant shiver ran through my body. He fucking liked this woman!
And now Claudia Pavlovna, unable to bear his gaze, embarrassed, lowered her eyes and blushed slightly. Aha One one! Mentally celebrated the first victory of Alyosha. But his triumph was momentary. Raising a charming oval face with a cute upturned nose, she gave him such a frankly sensual smile that the young cornet again could not hide the confusion. In fact, he was still quite a boy, albeit dressed in a military uniform.

Fortunately, this eloquent scene between a mature lady and a young officer had no witnesses. One of their fellow travelers buried his head in the newspaper, while the other was dozing.
It should be noted that Alexey, although he was embarrassed in the company of a lady who was flirting with him, already had relationships with women. And the most that neither is intimate. Last summer, during the holidays, he and two friends at the school, briefly visited the estate of the widowed father of one of them. The former cavalry officer was busy burning through the rest of his life by all available means. Why did not fail, connect and the younger generation. Village girls were prepared to entertain young cadets. During these ten days, all three were happy to take a practical course, riding on young girls. For which they were extremely grateful to the elderly cavalryman. The process of intimate intercourse was no longer a secret to them.

But one thing is entertainment in the village, but a completely different relationship with the ladies in society. There must be an approach! Alyosha, while he was in this business, of course, was a complete recruit. For the last year, spent in the school for horse dressage, tactical exercises and preparation for the release, he had almost no acquaintance with women. Yes, and cash needed for this, too. And now, even such innocent entertainment, like flirting with this beautiful, most likely married woman, his blood was hot. Romantic feelings peculiar to his age, brought up by reading French novels, struggled with the desire not to leave him recently for the intended purpose to use the powerful blade, which nature bestowed on him, sticking him into some pretty woman's hairy sheath. And here is an exciting meeting with a beautiful stranger who clearly flirted with him!

These bright curly curls that streamed from under a straw hat decorated with artificial flowers. This upturned nose, gray-cornflower eyes with long eyelashes, slightly plump lips and a small chin. Mature, guitar-like body, hidden by a dense fabric of a traveling dress. Absolutely everything, it drove him crazy! And also a sly, but motherly kind half-smile that appears on her face, each time, before she was going to shoot at the young man with her eyes. Alyosha was ready to eat this woman with his eyes. And only the rules of decency prevented this .... Read more →