- I'll ask now. - I put the phone to my ear. - Light you can quickly get together?

- If you have time for 5-10 minutes, let him go to the department store. Let's go that way and pick her up. - Cyril interrupted me without waiting for Svetka's answer, and I repeated her words to her.

- Yes, I will. All wait for me. I definitely have time. All I ran then.

- Thank! - I thanked him and wanted to bend down and kiss him, but the belt did not let me bend down. - Oh.

Cyril only laughed at my awkward movement. We chatted about the latest events. I, of course, did not say that I had already managed to suck today and masturbate. I looked at a large figure of Cyril. He is the brother of my classmate. I met him like that from time to time. He is above average height, dense build, with short blond hair. Well, in general, quite nice, older than me by 5-6 years. He was wearing some dark pants with lots of different pockets, a blue jacket. He firmly and confidently held with his big hands a small steering wheel of his white Peugeot. The car moved smoothly in the stream. I looked at other cars, told about my plans for the holidays. It was even hot in the car and I wanted to take off the jacket.

Here in the distance the building of the department store appeared. I began to peer into the passers-by trying to see Svetka there. But it was quite crowded and it did not work out. We drove through a traffic light. I was still looking for a girlfriend in the crowd. Here she is. A wide smile appeared on my face. I lowered the glass. I did not even tell her what kind of car we have.

- Sveta! Sveta! - I shouted and began to wave her hand.

In my cry turned around a dozen different passers-by. But quickly losing interest in me went further on their business. Sveta noticed me and ran to the car. I met Svetka in the summer at a wedding. We often had fun together. She is a year older than me. She studied law. And not so tall, slim, with a chest almost the third size, a pretty face and blond hair to the shoulders. She approached and began to pull the rear sliding door, but she could not open it. I myself rarely could open it the first time. Cyril leaned and opened it. Svetka quickly climbed back. She was wearing a light blue cape, some kind of light blouse, black short skirt, black tights and high heels. I looked at my sneakers and just shook my head how she would ride them.

- Hello! - she greeted us. - Well, what are we going?

- Hello! - Yeah, I already nodded my head. - Light. This is Cyril, and this is my friend Svetlana. I study with her in a driving school I told you about her.

- Hello! Very nice. - Cyril greeted him quietly and the car moved off smoothly.

- And me too. Ilona often talked about you. Thank you for agreeing to teach me.

- True? - he asked with such surprise that I even turned my head in his direction. - Oh yes, there is nothing difficult for me and time. And so Ilona will be even more fun. Now on the way to the store we'll stop. We will buy for a picnic, and Ilonka is hungry for me.

Cyril put his big hand on my leg and began to lightly stroke. Sveta just giggled. Inspected us.

- Yes! True. She added cheerfully. - I will not give up the snack. Here keep on food and gasoline.

Cyril was already delighted. I wanted to call him my boyfriend, but I was afraid of Svetka, otherwise she could say something more. Cyril guessed that I was not a shy, but that he did not know so much. And now I was pleased that I told him about him. I looked back and saw that Sveta was stretching 100 hryvnia.

- Get the money. You that Light. - it seemed to me that he almost shouted at her. - And now I will land. I can't do that.

- Okay. As you say.- girlfriend hid the bill in his pocket. - Thank you then again.

- Stop giving thanks. Think better what to buy. I know how you can go shopping. We must try for 15-20 minutes to meet. Did everyone understand the girls?

- Yeah. - somehow escaped at the same time from us that we already giggled.

We stopped at the parking lot of the supermarket. We tried to skimp quickly. Especially nothing like this and did not take. Although it turned out such a decent package. It seems only bread, a bottle of mineral water, sausage, cheese, a pack of mayonnaise and ketchup, a few bananas, a couple of canned food, two salads. It’s good that Kirill was with us and he carried it all to the car. We almost met the specified time, well, maybe it took five minutes more.

We all sat down again in his Peugeot. The car got so hot in the sun that Sveta and I got rid of the outerwear. I sat next to Cyril and tried to observe his movements. I already traveled with an instructor around the city, but there is another car. I didn’t worry right away, but now I’ve become somehow worried. And Kirill quietly turned the steering wheel with his massive hands. Cute chatted on various topics. He told us how he gave up on the right and was immediately afraid to drive around the city, that he was afraid to turn around. We giggled, I just lightly clenched hands in fists. So quietly we went out of town. Transport has become many times less. I was increasingly worried, but I tried to drive this excitement away from myself. We turned off the main road. On the sides of the highway there were fields, in some places overgrown bushes, forest, ditches. Ordinary landscapes for our locality. On the road after winter there were many holes filled with water. It seemed that no one had repaired this part of the road for many years. Cyril said a few strong words in relation to our road services and the government. I remembered about Poland.

I just sighed. Pleasant memories came to mind. I remembered my Polish friends and our common adventures. I was a little distracted from the road, Cyril, Svetka giggling in the back seat. But that car stopped.

- Let's change. Get behind the wheel. - I heard Cyril's suggestions and shuddered, he opened the door and got out of the car.

- Come on, come on. - encouraged me with her sonorous voice Svetka.

- I'm going. - I sighed and began to move to the driver's seat.

I sat down in the place of Cyril. With its dimensions I was not comfortable. Cyril only smiled and helped me adjust the seat. I pulled the different levers smiled and giggled. Sveta also laughed at home. I wanted to say how she would ride on her heels, but said nothing. That's all I looked right. The tape of the road stretched into the distance and hid beyond the horizon. I breathed deeply. I'm still getting hotter. Droplets of sweat appeared on the body. I squeezed the wheel rim nervously. I looked at the devices. So water, gasoline, speed, engine speed. I put on my seat belt again. Well, at least the sun did not blind in the eyes.

- You can go. - I heard the guy's voice and shivering through the body. - Squeeze the clutch, remove from the parking brake, turn on the first gear. A little gas and you can gently get under way.

- Good! - I nodded nervously, and began to do everything, as he said.

- Do not worry. Relax. - quietly whispered to me behind the Light, even wanted to stroke me by the shoulders, but the seat prevented me.

I lightly turned on the transfer. Began to gently release the pedal. The car twitched a little, but did not stall, but with a small jerk it moved. I exhaled with relief. Well go easier. I looked in the mirror, but I did not really see the road. I did not regulate them. I had to bend over to see the road. Then I already knew how to look and calmed down. Apparently, this road drove a couple of cars a day. I switched to second gear. The car, roaring by the motor went on roughnesses of the road. A little more I switched to the third. More here and you will not go. I was already smiling and moving more calmly along the road. Cyril gave different advice on how to drive around these pits, so as not to get stuck there or break the car.

The excitement a bit subsided. But now I just wanted to drink. I felt sweat trickling down my body .... Read more →