Reflexion

After posting on P! and sharing with you intimate things that I don't even tell my best friends, I feel confident enough to share some problems I'm having that keep me somewhat away from the page. First of all, I'm having problems with my husband, not at all related to the affairs I'm having, which he has no suspicion of whatsoever, but because it got into his head that he wants to have a child before 30. The first discussion came when he found the birth control pills. Supposedly we had agreed that we wouldn't worry about leaving our fate to decide whether or not we should be parents sooner or later. However, due to certain extracurricular activities I'm having, I started taking care of myself, since if I'm going to have a child I want it to be from my husband and not another man, of course I couldn't explain that to him. My excuse was that I wasn't feeling ready to be a mother yet, and besides I wanted to finish my career before having a child, which later on, with a child in arms, would make everything so much harder for me. He didn't understand or didn't want to understand. Of course, it's easy for him, he just has to put it in, come inside, and that's it, then I'm the one who has to carry around this belly for nine months. It's not that I don't want to be a mother, no misunderstanding, I don't want to be one right now. Being a mother would mean losing that freedom that I need so much and that is so indispensable to me. After that, I have a new boss at work, her name is Irene, and I don't know why she took it out on me from the start. Maybe we were enemies in some past life, and we have to keep our differences going in this one too. The thing is that between one thing and another my life has turned into a real hell, luckily there are those moments of relaxation where I forget everything and everyone, and I can dedicate myself to what I love most, which you already know. For example the other day, I had discussed with my husband about the tomorrow and then I had a strong clash with my new boss, she was in a bad mood, didn't want to do anything, luckily it was over quickly by four thirty. I was the first to leave the company. I was walking towards the bus stop when on the corner I see Jorgito. Do you remember the ugly one? He had a gift for me, a box of chocolates, it moved me. After many men with whom I stayed and will continue to stay, his was almost naive. I grabbed his hand and took him to a hotel. I have to say that after our first encounter, he had improved a lot in performance. This time he himself searched for my crotch, and gave me a real blowjob. He wanted to put his tongue almost up to the... jajaja... it was even funny, obvious that that sex session was much more satisfying than the first, so I have no doubt that Jorgito will become a great lover. If so, I'll be happy to have been his godmother.

On the other hand, there's also Enrique, the policeman, after that encounter we had at the company's facilities, there were some more. When it's his turn for guard duty, he waits for me at the exit door, greets me normally and winks an eye. I already know what that means. I go to the corner bar and order a coffee. I have to wait about half an hour or so until I'm sure everyone has left. Then I come back and... we kill each other in one of the offices. He sets up a bed where we do the thousand and one positions. By my whim, I like him to catch me with my uniform on, only taking off the belt with the gun, leaving the other on and letting me use it as I please and desire. On one occasion I put on his hat and asked if he hadn't caught a colleague.

-At how many- he said all smugly.

-And prisoners?- I insisted.

-Momma, cuties pass through the garrote before being registered- he answered, brandishing his very hard cock energetically. And as there are no two without three, now Francisco is also here, my neighbor. After the tremendous screwing we gave each other that rainy day, he advanced on me again a couple of times more. One of them inside the elevator. He entered behind me and while we were going up, he started rubbing my ass like it was the most normal thing.

What are you doing? I asked, putting on a face of anger.

Nothing you don't like, he replied.

Look, what happened the other day... I tried to say, but he cut me off right away.

...was incredible, he completed for me.

I couldn't contradict him. Luckily we arrived at our floor and each went their separate way. But without having planned it, I ended up with something I never wanted: a lover, and instead of one, it seems like I have three. Although I had a blast with the three of them, that's something I don't want. I don't like being tied down to anyone, I already have enough with my husband, so I don't know, I think I'm going to end up giving in to my neighbor and the cop. I'll thank them for their services and present things as they are. As for Jorgito... he inspires too much tenderness in me to give him the boot, besides I'd like to see how far he can go. I don't know, at least until he asks me to do it without a condom and feel like it fills me up to the last corner with his cum. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is priceless.

A thousand apologies for all this rambling, I know it's not a real story, but I wanted to get some things out of my system (apart from a good cock... haha...) and I can't share them with anyone else, only with you, I'm sure you'll understand. Beyond everything I can enjoy, not everything is rosy, unfortunately. Anyway, I've made up my mind, neither Jorgito, nor the cop, nor Francisco tonight. It's Friday and I'm writing this during a break at work. But as soon as I get out of here, I'm going to go with the first guy who likes me. I'll have a good screw and forget about all my troubles for at least a good hour or so. That's why The sex is so fascinating because during that magical moment there's nothing else, just two beings complementing each other perfectly to give each other mutual pleasure, nothing more or less. Kisses and if I have time tomorrow I'll tell the story of my upcoming screw. Who will it be? I don't know, and that's what's most exciting, isn't it?

16 comentários - Reflexion

si. no todo es color de rosa . pero oscar wild decia: "Solo hay una cosa por lo que vale la pena vivir...EL PECADO."
La vida es una disfrutala y contame. saludos
jajajaja...que putita divertida sos mi amor!!!
badboy
mmm yo quiero tener una compañera de trabajo como vos..... o simplemente ser el hombre con el que te de ganas de pasar un buen rato...... eres un amor Marita
esos son problemas? dejate de joder, pobre tu marido q quiere tener familia con alguien que solo piensa en pija
fer_z
grosa! quedo a la espera del relato de hoy...
Está bien todo lo que te pasa.....pero también podrías pensar en pegarte una buena cogida con tu dorima no?pedaso de yegüita jajaja!!!contanos después.....besitos hermosa y ojalá te pueda cruzar yo en alguna oportunidad.
Ojala lleguen a un acuerdo con tu marido.
Tener hijos cambia todo. Es bueno que se tomen el tiempo y lo piensen bien.

Ahora mi reflexion:
Porque carajo nunca me cruzo una mina como vos?

Suerte!!!
maritainfiel dijo:
UrbanTiger dijo:esos son problemas? dejate de joder, pobre tu marido q quiere tener familia con alguien que solo piensa en pija


Es que la pija es lo mejor que hay, ¿o acaso vos no pensas solo en conchas? Me extrañaria que no fuera así. Besos. :love:

por algo esta en poringa, no? jaja 😀 😀
pero en mi opinion, para cuando tengas familia deberias sentar cabeza, por el bien de los chicos 😉 +10
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Hermosa Colorada rusa tetona en la playahermosa
bicar
Si todo lo que escribiste es cierto, tengo que decirte que esta bueno que disfrutes de tu libertad sexual, pero si te cuidarias te felicitaria. Por tu salud y por los que te quieren incluyendo a tu marido. Que es eso de coger con amantes sin forro??? Te creia mas inteligente! Por otro lado, entiendo el enojo de tu marido. A mi me hicieron lo mismo y realmente es decepcionante descubrir que tu mujer toma pastillas mientras vos te ilusionas con un hijo. Besitos y espero no te moleste mi opinion.
Me olvidaba: excelentes tus relatos
Marc_2
nunca faltan los pacatos pelotudos chupacirio...