style="font-size:15px;"> But Jan had no desire to go home, and he decided to take a walk around the city. He parked his car in a paid parking lot and went on foot, and he decided that walking would be the best way to relieve his depression from the undelivered work. This promised new problems, but technically they were all solvable, but he was close to losing faith in humanity.
The benches in the park, past which he made his walking route to nowhere, without a goal, were all filled with people walking, walking, and walking.
Having found one free half of a bench in one place, he walked with a confident step and, having reached it, asked permission to sit down.
– Sit down,– said the girl, who was dressed in a tracksuit and was probably either walking or returning from the gym, because there was a large sports bag on the bench nearby.
– Jan.
– Anna.
– Nice to meet you. Are you going to the gym or coming from the gym?
– No, I'm moving.
–To another city?
– No, my boyfriend and I broke up and had a fight.
–Make up again.
– Unlikely.
– Why?
– Yes, there is a reason there.
– I thought you were going to the gym because you were wearing a tracksuit,– said Jan, but he thought it was too simple an explanation because she had already given the reason, but he clearly wanted to engage the girl in conversation.
– Why are you walking in the park in the evening? Did your wife kick you out too? – Anna laughed.
– Wife… No, it’s normal with my wife, different things happen, but we love each other,– he said unexpectedly for himself and, perhaps, for her, who, perhaps, expected that he would start scolding his wife and voicing his difficult family situation.
– Then we need to go home.
– I don’t want to, it’s been a hard day, I don’t want to go home, and she doesn’t pick up the phone, maybe she’s offended.-
– For what?
– Maybe because I don't do much in bed, – said Jan, forgetting that he was talking to a completely random person on the street, even if she was a beautiful and young girl, he wanted to talk to someone, maybe even cry, like in childhood, but he had no close friends. He broke off relations with almost everyone after the wedding, because, firstly, his wife herself, then Diana hinted about it, and he himself did not want to, he wanted to devote more time to his family.
– Yes, we are like that, first we don’t give, then we complain why they don’t want us,– said Anna and adjusted her breasts, which, apparently, were either falling out from the ill-fitting bras, or they were simply sweaty under her sportswear.
He couldn’t understand anything, but, feeling that the girl wasn’t afraid of him and was talking to him as if he were a familiar person, without fear, he suggested going to a café, which beckoned from afar with a beautiful sign.
– Maybe some coffee?
– With pleasure.
They stood up and walked towards the establishment, and Jan offered to take her large sports bag in his hands.
– What's that? Panties?– he asked, teasing her a little.
– No, not only,– Anna answered, smiling.
She was quite tall and in heels she was now almost level with Jan's height, who was used to communicating with shorter girls, and his wife was below average height. He felt a slight discomfort, which his new acquaintance noticed.
– Are you uncomfortable with tall girls?
– Great, you imagined it,– he said and tried not to think about it anymore.
The cafe was quite prominently located and there were always a lot of visitors here, most often people ordered coffee and went for a walk in the park. But Anna and Jan decided to sit and order coffee.
– Have you already chosen the apartment where you will rent?
– Let's be informal.
– Okay, but do you know exactly where you’ll live, or will you look for it?
– How it goes, maybe I'll stay with a friend for a while, then we'll see. My parents live in the same city, but I categorically don't want to upset them, and what if they say again – "that I'm no good."
– Maybe I should help you with renting a place? This could be done if it wouldn't be too hard to accept my help, I would pay you the first month's rent or two, as it turns out.
– Well, I don’t know, it’s somehow awkward.
– It's uncomfortable to sleep on the ceiling, and that's normal, so don't think about it. The problem is that it will take time, and it can't be done today or tomorrow
– I understand. I have a friend, she doesn't know my boyfriend, and that's good, she won't nag me that he's like this, he's like that, I don't want to discuss him with anyone.
– Understand.
They exchanged glances, and that spark that runs between a guy and a girl when they meet happened, but it would be more correct to say that it continued to spark, because it had already started in the park, when he asked her about the panties in her bag.
– Your coffee.
– Can I have the bill right away? Thank you.
They left the cafe, and Jan suggested that they take a walk while finishing their coffee, and then give her a lift to his friend’s place by car, and she readily agreed.
The journey took about a quarter of an hour, but given the evening traffic jams it took longer. Anna's warm tracksuit was clearly not designed for such warm weather, and Jan noticed this and suggested that she take off her outer suit.
– I have this… There is nothing there, I just got dressed in a hurry, and suddenly we had a fight, during sex, I managed to throw a suit over my naked body and throw on my things, although I understand that he still had something left.
– My windows are tinted, I can’t see anything.
She pulled off her suit, and her breasts, which had seemed imprisoned before, were illuminated by the light, and the shape resembled a sculpture. If Jan had not been stuck in a traffic jam at that time, he could have flown into a ditch, but misfortune helped to prevent a second occurrence.
– I didn’t even have time to finish today,– Anna said, having already adjusted her pants in the crotch area.
They reached the courtyard. She put her suit back on, Jan took her bag and offered to carry it to the floor. Having gone up the elevator silently, she knocked on the door, but no one opened. When they were about to leave, her friend opened the door, apparently dozing, with disheveled hair and a robe on her body,
