The morning was slightly foggy and sunny, in other matters, as almost always happened on this heavenly piece of land lost in the ocean, an area of ​​just over fifteen square kilometers. A light refreshing breeze blew from the ocean, forcing tropical trees to sway slightly. The ring of clouds gathered around the mouth of an extinct volcano erect in the middle of the island made the landscape mysterious and fantastic. The first day of the debut holiday season on the "Island of Desires" began, and it seemed in the air that the spirit of some enthusiastic excitement soared.

Ordinary Konstantin Chernov and Alexander Verevkin, according to the order, were in free search, walking along Ocean Boulevard. Finally, they changed their annoying camouflage uniforms and boots, which were obliged to wear on the territory of a military unit located on a closed part of the island, for lightweight running shoes, shorts and T-shirts. Enjoying freedom, the young men presented themselves with two portions of creamy ice cream in crispy cups and were now defiling along the embankment. The seller of ice cream and juices, the same guy in the outfit, with an orange bracelet on his hand, did not fail to notice: “Eat men, it is useful for potency!”.

Vacationers this morning did not hurry to appear on the streets, suggesting beauty and trying on outfits. The few ladies who still ventured to go for a walk at this hour, seeing two muscular, pleasant-looking young people, were smiling affably, but could not hide their embarrassment. The piquancy of the situation and the age difference with young men made many women lower their eyes and blush a little. One romantic-looking lady, about thirty-three, with big eyes, stumbled and almost stretched out on the road, only that Konstantin smiled at her. Fortunately, there was a girlfriend who caught the woman by the elbow.

It was no better with sociability and the guys. All the lessons of dating and seduction, while brought little good. At the right moment, for some reason, there were no right words, and communication with the ladies did not go beyond greetings, short dialogues about nature and weather.

- When will we really get to know each other? - Sash has put a question to the edge.

- Well, as we see something suitable, so shall we!

“And that brunette, with big camellias?” You like her like?

- I liked that. Only tense kind of mind! Yes, and I'm too shy ... We must decide somehow.

- Look, look at those benches ... Shreds with Sergey two aunt shots!

Two of their colleagues stood, surrounding a couple of good-looking women who were sitting on a bench at the age of forty. The brunette with a big bust laughed, confusedly looking into the eyes of the young man who held her hand in his hands. The wind brought their conversation to friends:

- Guys, you are so young and beautiful! Well, why do you need such old purses like Nina Pavlovna and me?

- What are you Lydia! You look great. Personally, I prefer older women. Especially elegant as you are! Maybe we will walk on the beach and take a closer look? Or can we go to a ballroom dance class? Do you like to dance Lydia Andreevna?

- Ninochka, what do you say? - the embarrassed woman addressed her friend, - Boys invite us to dance.

“You know, Lida, I used to dance when I was young and still adore dancing!” I think we should accept the offer of gentlemen, ”replied the lady, with an interested glance over the muscular youthful figures.

- That's great! - Anatoly entered the conversation, gallantly giving his hand to Nina, - Let's not waste time, the lesson begins in fifteen minutes. You have such a beautiful necklace! Is it coral?

- Natural pink corals from the Antilles young man! Very rare variety, I bought them last spring in Paris. - the woman flattered by the compliment has babbled.

The next moment, the ladies hand in hand with their young gentlemen, headed towards the dance floor. The woman who introduced herself as Nina Pavlovna almost immediately shifted the hand of her gentleman, so that he embraced her around the waist.

- Well, you see, these have already met. Now they will dance and plant these aunts for the most tomatoes! - commented on what he saw Alexander.

- Do not ssy, bratello! There are aunt for us.

At this time, because of the turn, a group of three women dressed in sports suits appeared. They had clearly just finished their run and their breasts were not strapped by bras, still high in heave from deep breathing.

Turning on the step they are having fun talking among themselves. Brown-haired with a short haircut, a little over forty, was filled with a ringing laugh covering her mouth with her palm. It looks like a joke, her cheer, was very piquant content. The rest, too, were in an upbeat and even mischievous mood. When they caught up with young men, a tall blonde, about thirty-two, the youngest of the athletes, addressing the young men, asked:

- Boys, can you tell me how to get to the beach? I'd like to plunge after jogging.

“It's not far at all,” Kostya answered, pointing the direction with his hand, “another three hundred meters ahead, and there you will see a wide downstairs.”

- Thank you young man! And without swimsuits you can swim there?

- How to go down, go right, behind the straw barrier will be the nudist sector. There it is possible, - Konstantin entered into conversation.

- Just great! Everything is so well thought out, so many places of rest. Personally, I am delighted with this resort! Sorry that we do not invite you with young people! We are ladies decent and still shy. True girls?

The rest of the ladies smiled shyly, sneakily studying the muscular figures of young men.

- Well, maybe Anya, let's invite young people for a night swim? When it is dark and almost nothing is visible. Do you young men like to swim with the ladies in the ocean in the moonlight? - supported the conversation, the very funny brown-haired woman, - By the way, my name is Elena, Elena Viktorovna, - she added, stretching out her hand in a friendly way.

- Very nice, Konstantin, and this is Alexander - the young man introduced himself and kissed Elena's hand, - I think my friend and I would be glad to make you company.

- Allow me to introduce my friends: Anna Petrovna and Nadezhda Alekseevna. You can young gentlemen, call us just Lena, Anya and Nadia. Agreed?

- And what, really boys ... Why don't we have a joint pastime tonight? - with an interested look asked Nadezhda, a brunette by sight of 38 years, - Do you have a third friend? So that no one was left without a pair.

- Of course there is Hope, we have many friends here. Do you prefer brunettes or blondes?

- Oh, me blonde! To be the same tall, strong as you and with a sense of humor! - the temperamental woman threw up her hands and added, - Or maybe you are my beau?

- Nadia! Stop it, please! Behave yourself! - Elena Viktorovna was indignant, - After all, we will have exclusively cultural and intellectual relations with young people. And you demand that you bring a man, as ordered, a stallion from a stable. Just shame!

- Well, can I dream? - flirtatiously retorted that.

While Konstantin was leading the conversation, Sasha furtively studied women, whose leotards were stretched over a naked body.Hardened in the process of communication with the young men nipples betrayed their excitement. But the resilient pubic hair of the “highly cultured” Helena Viktorovna looked particularly piquant, and with shameless frankness it fell into two meaty slices. A member of the young man, strapped tight swimming trunks, began to throb sweetly.

- I really want to swim girls! Let's exchange phone numbers with young people and run to the sea! - Anna said, it seems the youngest, shy and modest of women.

- We have business cards, said Konstantin, taking from his back pocket, a piece of white cardboard, on ...