Lilac twilight dawned outside the window, the morning of parting came. He got up, carefully, so as not to wake her, he took a tiptoe into the bathroom. All his heart at the same time overwhelmed the joy and sadness of the joy of the past night and the bitterness of separation. He knew that he would not see her soon, and it is not known how to further develop after this night, each of them has his own fate, his own established life …
She also woke up, rather woke up from half -day, in which the last hours were the last hours. It was time to get together on a regular bus, back to his hometown, on his plane, on a long business trip. A sleepy maid brought a kettle to the room, hastily a snack in front of the road. He went out a little earlier to have time to get to the airport-at half-past half in the morning in a foreign city to catch a taxi problem. He looked around a large two -room number, which over the past two days became their small cozy nest, hugged her and looked into the eyes.
– What to bring you?
– Better to return quickly …
-I will wait for this minute impatiently, with sadness in his voice he said.
– Happy! She said, already with her thoughts, being somewhere far in her city.
Near the elevator he turned and raised his hand in greeting. She stood at the open door in the corridor and looked after him. Suddenly he really wanted to throw everything, go back, press his lips to her lips, her eyes, squeeze this slender flexible body in his arms and kiss, kiss …
He gritted his teeth, smiled sadly and also said to her:
– Happy!
The elevator door closed.
Later, already in a taxi on the way to the airport, he silently smoked and looked out the window. In memory, as on the film screen, fragments of last night flashed, the night of which he dreamed about for several years and which was lived as fast as a bright falling star flashes in the sky, leaving his non -healing trace in his soul …
It began two, no, three years ago, when he led a small private company located in several offices in an administrative building. In addition to state institutions, various companies and firms were located there, and among them there is one oil expanse company in which she worked as an office manager. So they met.
When he saw her for the first time, he was banal drunk. His comrade-translator from this very oil company did not get off the traffic jam for three days, they decided to save a person with beer. And in the midst of the celebration of the end of the working day, it entered the remotely located cabinet, thin and slender, miniature, like a geisha from the 19th century Japanese engraving, with a neat dark brown hairstyle such as a long square, correct, as an Asian slightly roundedface and wet brown almond -shaped eyes, angrily flashed from under glasses on the gathered. Her sensual scarlet lips were tight and stubbornly compressed, and the whole view seemed to say:
– You drink everything, and drink …But it seems serious people!
He admired at the first gaze at her, asked her name. Ironically, her name was that female name, which he had the most of all called the youngest sister of his mother, almost his peer, whom he loved very much. He repeated her name aloud, drove him in his tongue, like a ripe berry and it responded with a bright taste of rainbow sensations.
Then they met closer, he began to specially look for meetings with her, come to her office for different nonsense and just drink coffee, talk. All this was just a reason. Her eyes …He needed only her eyes, her smile, gaze, a delicate enchanting voice …He told her compliments, constantly gave all sorts of trinkets, he learned a lot of different things about her: that she is divorced, that she lives with a child and rents an apartment with a sister who also has a child, that he meets one young man who is also married, who is also married.like himself. The neighbors on the office gossiped about them, everything around, including her sister, was sure that they had a novel, and he did not dare to think about it, not wanting to put her in the position of his mistress, to cause her spiritual.
Pain. Their meetings outside the work were rare and were friendly, with joint spiritual outpourings, what is called « unlucky deep relationships », a kind of « confessors », a moral fingering for each other.
Only once, at his birthday, which he celebrated with his friends from his and other firms, an extraordinary case occurred: it all started like ordinary booze, with toasts and fun, but when, in the midst of fun, she said her toast full of confusedthoughts and feelings for him, which she could not even lead to a logical conclusion, and all those present were even somewhat embarrassed by this frank and chubile verbal nudity, an awkward pause hung, discharged which one of the guests with the words:
-Well, or something ?!
And the vigorous jokes rushed in her direction, which they both sinks sluggishly. And then, when the drunken fun turned into a blurred cargo and the guests were no longer up to the owner of the holiday, they quietly escaped to her office, where not including the light, in the dark after a short conversation, they suddenly kissed anything, how crazy and eagerly squeezed a friendfriend in the arms. It was then that he for the first time felt the thrill of her young body in his hands, under his kisses, saw and kissed her small elastic and sensitive chest, pulling his clothes through her head. He whispered to her some stupid words, spoke how long and how passionately she wanted her, but she, all trembling and staining under his kisses, whispering her:
– No! Oh no! Well, not here! You see, here, in this environment, I cannot …
– You do not want me? He asked panting. Mentally, he was already close to her, he merged with her together and the brain -inflamed with fear painted a picture of intimacy: how she, panting, groans under his love blows, he kisses her everywhere, he whispers to her all the madness of the world and the last sweet moment rolls on thema simultaneous shock wave, forcing you to forget about everything and feel only the beating of the hearts and breath of each other …
– I want, only …Not today, not here, I can’t here …
Moonlight, mixed with the light of street lamps, poured out the window, illuminating her glowing face with some strange unreal light …
Maybe he should not pay attention to this, maybe it was necessary to take possession of it at the same moment and there, in the darkness of an empty office, among papers and computers on her own desktop or chair. And her persistent « no!»Could smoothly transform into the same persistent « yes, yes dear! More!»Who knows? But the innate henchness of delicacy and the unwillingness to show gross power in relation to the woman made him stop, gently and affectionately rackete her sweet face and say several soothing phrases accompanying this with friendly stroking her hands and hair. They put themselves in order and returned to the guests, the party ended. He spent her home, and the next morning they, as having conspired, did not remember what happened, pretending that nothing was angry.
Continuation should be …
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