Everything happened when I went to the city of Buenos Aires, Argentina. There I stayed in one of those hotels called apart which have besides the bathroom and bedroom, a small kitchen and a living room. Although they are more expensive, they end up being less if you were to rent an office to receive people and close deals. In the heart of the City's center, a city that I really love, despite some characters who inhabit it, but it is a beautiful capital. I'm not Argentine, I'm Uruguayan, but Buenos Aires is one of the most beautiful cities in the world and I know several. The truth is that I arrived on Saturday to spend the whole weekend and stay around 10 days more or less. On Sunday night, alone but very quiet, I decided to get up early, take a shower, have breakfast, and then see what football game I could go watch. Suddenly, I hear screams in the hallway, it was a woman's voice, I rush out and see a lady wrapped in one of the hotel towels, barefoot, with wet hair, screaming. My room was the penultimate and the one occupied by this woman saw that it would be the last in a bend of the hallway, which didn't allow to see the entrance door of hers. I approached her and she was in a state of shock. I asked her what was wrong and her arms trembled as well as her hands, pointing towards the entrance door of her room, making movements like trying to escape from the place. She put herself behind me and when I turned around, she said: please don't make me go in and went to my room's door. I told her to come in, and almost fainted. I incorporated her, put her on the bed, and just then the towel opened up, due to all the movement. When that happened, her breasts were exposed to light and her pubic area with neatly trimmed hair also. She was a woman of around forty years old, medium height, red hair, brown eyes, excellent figure, beautiful legs, and a Caribbean accent. I count in sentences, it was in seconds. Nobody from the hotel appeared, there were no other guests who would leave, not even someone from the hotel's cleaning staff, nobody, but nobody. Even though she was a beautiful woman, my chivalry prevailed and I covered her up and called reception. Immediately, a girl and a boy came. During their arrival, this woman reanimated thanks to the perfume I put on her nostrils and started coming back to life. Once reanimated, seated in bed with the hotel employees, we managed to find out about the event that had occurred. While she was showering, a rat appeared in the bathroom, according to her, it came from under a tile that had fallen off. Really a scandal, but I imagine that fear can cause such effects. The hotel boys told her they were going to inspect the room and all that is said when something like this happens. She was adamant, she wouldn't go back to that place and demanded that they get her another one. The employees piled up because they had one available and made it known that there weren't any more free apartments. Only rooms of a different value and lower price were left. The woman got furious and started threatening them and saying many things. I calmed her down and when she saw me, she lowered her voice and began a more animated conversation:
- My name is Roma and I want to thank you, I would have died there in the hallway.
- You don't owe me anything, it's the least that can be done in a case like this. My name is Luis and I'm at your service.
We shook hands in a formal protocol of presentation. While the employees debated and called each other on their intercoms, Roma watched them and I watched her. She was beautiful now, finally my eyes, knowing what had happened, were set to see a precious woman.
In all that mess, a great problem begins:
Madam - the hotel employee says - we don't have any apartments available until Wednesday, so we're going to make a deep inspection in what occupies to ensure that there are no more difficulties.
Roma: - I already told them I won't go back there, my husband is a client of this hotel, it's diplomatic and we always come here, she demands a new suite department.
There was no arrangement, so when I saw the employees in full nerves I got in and said:
- Why don't you take mine, I'll change it, they're actually equal to me, it doesn't bother me to do it and the lady and the hotel can solve it.
- Would you do that Luis? - she asked, already addressing me with a carita de angel tone.
- Yes, of course, but we must make the moves without getting tangled up and you must consult your husband if he agrees.
- My husband is not here, he's coming on Wednesday, so I accept and I'm eternally grateful to you.
The hotel employees breathed a sigh of relief and soon called in a battalion of people to help us with the move. As for me, since I had arrived the night before, everything was still almost packed. Roma, accompanied by the hotel girl, went to settle her things. They brought out the hotel carts, one for her and one for me, and we did the transfer. Romina had put on a long bathrobe and slippers from the hotel. As soon as they loaded their things, she came back to my department, thanked me again with that sensual Caribbean voice and plump lips, beautiful eyes, and smooth skin.
Every now and then I'd catch her looking at me but couldn't do much because we were surrounded by employees cleaning the departments, others carrying things, and others checking the place to make sure there were no more little rats.
- Don't you get scared Luis about leaving? - Roma asked me
- No, not at all, that rat is already several kilometers away with your screams. (laughs) But if I'm scared, I'll come with you and it's done. (more laughs but complicit ones)
All set, again a thousand thanks from her and another one from the hotel employees receptionists from the hotel. In truth it had been a beautiful morning, they brought me breakfast almost lunch because nearly two hours had passed since the incident and I stayed thinking about Rome. What a woman! At first I knew she was married, her diplomat husband, they travel a lot, he wasn't there, he would come on Wednesday and also knew she was 45 years old, because in a moment of madness she said: “since I was born I hate these things, making 45 years that I repudiate them”, simple deduction of mine. The matter was to get back in touch with her. The morning passed and I didn't see her. I went to see Lanús, a team I like from Argentina, and when I came back, almost afternoon night they knocked on the door, it was Rome. She opened it and had something in her hands:
- Luis, you left this in the shower -
and handed me the boxer that I had changed into while bathing and left hanging in the shower, with all the coming and going I forgot about it. What impressed me is that she handed it to me without much problem, that is, without repulsion or disgust, as sometimes happens. That gave me a clue about Roma.
- Thanks, Roma (I wanted to enter into confidence) I forgot it in the madness.
- De nada, don't be like that – she laughed, and so did I
- Do you want to come in and we'll have something?
- No – she said – because I walked a lot and I'm tired, tomorrow will be another day.
I lost, but one doesn't stop searching and until Wednesday I know I have time, that was my thought.
On Monday afternoon, when I return from my morning shift to give myself a shower and rest a bit, I have a message on the answering machine of my hotel room phone that says something like this: “Roma, I've called your mobile and you don't answer, now I'm leaving a message on the hotel phone, call me because I won't be coming Wednesday but Saturday, there were delays in my agenda”. It was the husband, no doubt he didn't know we had changed apartments and knowing the number she left him the voice message.
I went to my ex-apartment, now hers Roma and I touched her doorbell, she came out with a beautiful black skirt, black stockings, white blouse or bra and black high heel shoes. A caramel bomb.
- Hello Luis
- Hello Roma, someone left a voice message on my phone in the room, come and listen to it.
- Really? Who was it?
- I think it was your husband, but you come and draw your own conclusions.
Look at her cell phone and see that it has no signal, the company was from Colombia and there was no roaming, so she was cut off. I came back in when she asked me to lift the phone, I access it and listen to the message. She changed her face, got very bad temper, kicked the floor with one of her feet and hung up the phone that almost broke it.
- You're a piece of crap, I'm fed up – she left without saying thank you or goodbye and entered her apartment slamming the door.
I was left like the king of idiots. Slut thought I, even though I'm not ordinary, but she got me out of my mind, always since I saw her, helped her and didn't even say thanks or see you later, left me standing like a traffic cop. I got dressed and left, angry and with a lot of anger.
When I arrived at night, there was a paper under my door from the hotel to take notes that said literally because I still have it Luis, forgive my attitude today, I was badly educated, please when you arrive look for me. My smile of satisfaction was tremendous, now she would definitely get it. I realized that she had heard me arriving, things are heard in hotels and perceived that she was waiting. It didn't take more than ten minutes for her to knock on my door. Bingo, it was Roma, I opened it, she was wearing a light blue sweater with the cleavage of her breasts well marked and a face
the slut who would kill anyone.
- Hello, I said – don't worry, I understand you, I just thought you were angry with me for bringing bad news – I played a victim
- No, no Luis, it's that I'm asking forgiveness, since I saw you I've brought you problems, I really ask forgiveness and apologize and I don't know why I behaved like this
- Well, okay but I won't accept them
- Don't you accept my apologies?
- No, I don't accept them. Except if you accept going to dinner then yes, there I'll apologize
- Okay – along with a nervous laugh – I accept your invitation
- Fine, I'll come get you in an hour and we'll go to Puerto Madero where it's very good and we know each other better without rats or husbands
- Chévere – a well-known Caribbean expression – that will be. In an hour we're there
I got ready, a good shower, my Ralph polo at maximum and went to get her. I knocked on the door and she came out almost instantly as if she had been looking through the peephole waiting for me. God, when she appeared, she had put on a black dress with a neckline that showed off those beautiful melons, those breasts please. Tight around the waist with a roundness in the ass that showed an infarct format. She wasn't tall, but with high heels and flesh-colored stockings. A woman of forty-something, obviously with her defects and virtues, but she's my weakness, they can make me.
- Roma! – I launched almost like a contained shout - What beauty!
- Thank you, gallant, I'm on the same wavelength
We took a rental car and went to Puerto Madero to one of those exquisite grills, a place with a view of the Buenos Aires port, in a secluded spot, quiet and with plenty to talk about.
She explained that her husband was supposed to come on Wednesday and with his daughter who studies in the United States and they both came from there. The delay made her lose moments with her daughter whom she missed. I remember the conversation almost word for word:
She: - My husband is a man of diplomacy and I've gotten used to him doing this to me dozens of times. I feel sorry for my daughter.
When his phone rang, it was his husband. He told her he was having dinner and had communication problems that he had already settled with the telephone company.
After he finished talking, I said:
- How are you taken care of, it seems like you're important.
- Because I'm here, when we're almost not talking, so it's all to make sure.
- What is it to ensure? - I asked.
- Well, that I'm at your disposal like a wife on salary, as if I were an employee more of the diplomacy.
His words were ironic and hurtful in the situation, excellent for me.
- Your husband must be crazy about you, I would be too - I threw the first punch to see how she reacted.
- Thank you for your words, but it's not like that. He only calls when we're apart.
- Well, when he comes back, things will reconcile.
- Yes, of course - she said and started laughing.
I was already bold enough to launch into the topic of sex, hidden but already launched:
- Let's go Rome, when he comes back they won't leave the apartment for hours - and I laughed, she without any fear told me:
- Look, my husband is 65 years old, a man who doesn't show much what he feels or desires, we've been married for 22 years, plus he comes with my daughter, make your imagination work, because if you wait to hear something from the other side, nothing will be heard but bad mood and grumbling as always.
It was already mine, I just had to wait for the moment. Anyway, it was a hard nut to crack, not easy at all or didn't put me in an easy position.
We ate, kept talking, looked at her breasts many times, touched her hands, but everything very superficial, nothing deep. I paid the bill and we left, she told me to ask for a car and I answered that why weren't we walking. She looked at me with a surprised face, but eventually accepted. Before stopping at a... corner, opened her purse, took out low sandals like they were slippers, leaned on my shoulder and changed shoes.
- I always carry them for doubts, so my spine doesn't suffer and for the breakage of my heels, which has happened to me dozens of times, more so when I've gained a bit of weight.
- Gained weight???? – I said - if you have a beautiful body, many women would want to be like you at 20 years old.
- Thanks - she replied, but kept quiet.
We walked down Corrientes Avenue, the night was deep but there were people on the street and her fear began to calm down. At one point we were about to cross paths with several people coming from the opposite direction, she looked at me with a scared face, I took her hand. She clung to my hand, didn't let it go loose, that gave me hope. We kept walking like that until we reached the hotel where she immediately let go. It was obvious, in a few days she'd be there with her husband. She didn't say a word, When we got into the elevator, we pressed floor 10 and I couldn't hold back anymore. I took her by the waist, pulled her towards me and gave her a deep kiss. I opened her mouth with my lips and my tongue started eating hers. It was just seconds when I felt her tongue rubbing against mine, when I felt her hands hugging me from behind. I hugged her tighter and as I pulled her towards me, barely touched her ass and hips. The elevator reached our floor. She ran out like a girl, I behind her, and when she got to her door, I led her to where my apartment was and in a corner where no one would see us, I leaned her against the wall and started kissing her wildly. I licked her tongue, touched her sides and she moaned without taking her mouth away from mine. I raised my hands and touched her breasts, she jumped and felt like her tongue started moving faster. Suddenly she stepped back and said:
- Not Luis – she ran out, put her card in the door, opened it and went inside without saying another word. I remained totally stunned, with my cock almost bursting out, with my empty hands. I only managed to open my door, enter, and throw myself onto the living room sofa, thinking. That's all, I got up, went to the phone, and called her.
- Hello – she said in a very slow voice
- Hello Romina, it's me
- Yes, I imagined it, I knew you'd call
- It's just that I don't know why you left so suddenly, I don't want you to take away an image of me that isn't true, but I like you and only acted on how I felt and feel.
- I do too, but I was scared, I didn't know who you were and I'm not a woman who lets herself be taken like that.
- Okay, but I think we shouldn't leave what we feel behind
- I know, but well, tomorrow will be another day and we'll talk
I left feeling hot, but in every sense, this woman had driven me out of my mind. A little while later the phone rang and it was her:
- Do you think I'm crazy? Is that true?
- Well, no, but you've driven me crazy
- Do you want to talk?
- Yes, of course
- Fine. Do you come or do I go?
I thought it would be over the phone, but she didn't expect that.
- I'll come, there are no mice – she laughed and said - I'm waiting for you
I rushed out when I arrived, the door was already open and she was behind me as I passed by, and when I turned around while the door was closing, I saw her in a translucent nightgown, a white bikini, coming straight at me. She was a woman in heat, she hugged my neck, and started kissing and licking my face, moaning like a possessed person. She was in heat, eager, hot, out of control, and I began to vibrate. I grabbed her waist, kissed her neck, following her rhythm, everything was very strong, very hot, extremely erotic. There was only a very faint light in the bedroom, she was leading me there without saying a word, nor did I speak. I stopped her, took off her nightgown and left it in two pieces, admired her, she was beautiful, very white skin, maroon eyes, golden brown hair tousled, rounded legs and a woman's belly of forty plus that drives me crazy. She was drawn to me and I kissed her again, but now with tongue and coming out of her mouth to lick her breasts, along the sides of her neck, through her ears, down her back. I turned around her as she had stopped in the middle of the room, barefoot, without a bathrobe, and I was behind her licking her back, almost at the height of her nape. I saw and felt her body stiffen. I took off her bra, two beautiful breasts emerged, medium-sized but large nipples, like the ones I had seen the first time. I touched them, she groaned, melted, and I with her. I supported her against me as she looked at my hands squeezing her breasts and I, behind her, kissing her, licking her shoulders, and we were silent. I turned her around and she took off my shirt. She passed her hands over my chest, licked my nipples, and felt my hands grasping her buttocks. Finally, I touched her ass, beautiful, hard, mature, I put my hand inside the bikini, ran my fingers over her ass, through her crease, this drove her crazy, she groaned, screamed, and I said: Do you like it? It's passionate, I haven't lived sex in a long time, heart. - I didn't let her talk, planted another kiss on her and lowered the bikini, turned her around again, put her against me, and made her see how my hands touched her pussy. She was totally wet, it was a sea of fluids, I pulled out my fingers soaked in her flows and moistened her nipples. I turned her around and licked them. I looked at her eyes, took her hand, led her to the bedroom, and pushed her onto the bed. She fell on her back and instinctively as she fell lifted her legs and opened them. A beautiful pussy appeared beneath her well-groomed and meticulous pubic hair. I knelt at the edge of the bed and kissed her feet that were on top of the mattress. I licked her thighs and looked at that open pussy, full of fluids flowing down the sides of her legs, her bum. rounded, I put my mouth on her labia's lips. Her scream was fierce, my hands rose to her nipples and my tongue penetrated as if it were searching for the most precious treasure. I started licking her immense and latent clitoris, noticed she wasn't giving in anymore and began talking now:
- Goddamn, suck me, come, you want to make me die of a heart attack, lick, lick, fill up that mouth you have.
She initiated tremendous spasms, making pelvic movements against my mouth and suddenly let out a scream accompanied by a jet of juice that reached my mouth. That woman was done for, it was like an immense waterfall, filling my mouth. I couldn't take it anymore and had taken off my pants while licking her, with my cock hard, standing up and dripping with semen. I climbed up her stomach, barely scratching but I loved it, licked her navel and went to her mouth, licked her mouth and felt her taste coming from her use the word: pussy. She kissed me wildly, I pulled away and looked at her. She was almost boiling over with fever, but in a state of heat that made me almost go crazy. I took her hand and brought it to my cock.
- Pussy, what a piece you have
- Do you like slut? Now you're my slut
- Yes, I want you to treat me like a slut, I'm a slut, mistreat me
I don't usually mistreat women, but I know what it's about in sex, so I started touching her with force, and she massaged my cock. I put her on the bed along its length and got down on my knees beside her face. I brought my cock to her mouth, she didn't wait a moment, began licking it and I leaned between her legs again, licking her use the word: pussy and ass. My tongue passed through her clitoris and ass in seconds. She moved her body and ate my cock. She gave me beautiful tongue kisses and filled me with saliva. At the moment I started to nuzzle her, she began to moan and felt her hands squeezing against her use the word: pussy. I was finishing again, I slowly put my index finger in her ass and her contractions became tremendous and her moans were screams. A long cum shot into her mouth, face, never had they finished like that before. My cock was swollen but without desire to cum (knowing I wasn't going to lose her, I had taken a tasty viagra before dinner) came out of her mouth with a scream and erotic insults that I remember perfectly:
- You're going to kill me, you're eating my little thing, you like seeing me moan and desperate because you're screwing me. Now give me that cock, give it to me.
I turned around, found her mouth, kissed her, licked her, and knelt between her legs and my cock began to rub against the word: pussy. It was all soaked in sex smell, impressive, tremendous that woman was all juice, when she felt the tip of my cock on her vagina lips she shuddered.
- Put it in, son of a slut, don't make me do this - I made her beg - please, go, I can't take it anymore, give it to me, please.
With one stroke I introduced it all the way to the bottom, she remained stiff for a few seconds until she started a wild oscillation. She pulled me towards her and her mouth stuck to mine, her tongue was a viper in my mouth. She moaned, screamed, pressed against my back, grabbed tight, the headboard banged against the wall in a mad going and coming. Roma initiated a deep cum that accelerated my cock. The walls of her pussy contracted and seemed like they were going to imprison my cock in almost abrupt form. I penetrated her more and she moaned more.
- You're not getting off, slut - I said - because I wanted to screw you by the hair, just as I saw you the first day naked.
- Yes, yes, yes, give me the cum inside, I don't want to get off, I want the meat inside, all inside, and now you're going to fill me all up, all up, please.
She started a terrible but constant pelvic movement and I was already out of control, starting to feel that my semen was about to come out of my balls that didn't give anymore, I pulled away from her, looked at her face and She was with her eyes half-closed and her mouth open, moaning and saying all kinds of things, with that Colombian tone of women.
- Juntitos – she says – juntitos, please love.
I take out my cock and put it in her from one stroke again and there yes, my cum was bestial, I felt like my cum was coming out almost like a same pee, it was something impressive, she screamed in unison and her nails clawed at my back. I couldn't anymore and kissed her again, her tongue drilling into my hands, squeezing my arms. I was in shock, moaning, moving and suddenly she grabs me, pulls me towards her with her mouth open and feels like she's compressing my cock that was still inside and it ends again. Something unusual, almost demonic.
I get off of her, put myself beside her and looked at her eyes. They were closed and her mouth still open. I kissed her, closed and opened her beautiful brown eyes. She laughed and said:
- We'll never forget this, it was tremendous – while looking down and the bed was totally soaked, like if they had poured water on it. My semen, her juices and our sweat left it almost impossible to sleep.
- You're going to have to sleep on the floor – I said jokingly as she got up.
- It doesn't matter, with this screw, I'll sleep in the shower today too, it was something celestial – I still remember that word.
She got off the bed and looked at her beautiful ass, walking towards the bathroom. I got up, searched for my clothes and looked at the time. Four o'clock in the morning, the next day wasn't going to be much and with this screw, I didn't have it in me anymore. I waited for her to come out of the bathroom, she did so with the exit door of the hotel. She was all disheveled, brushing her hair and went to see the bed.
- You're invited – I said – to sleep in my apartment, after all, here or there is the same thing.
- Well, if you want it.
I left first, very quietly, and then she came. She was carrying some clothes in her hand, they were her bikini and bra. We entered my apartment and went to the bedroom. She sat on the bed and said: - There's no mouse that can scare me now – and we both laughed. I went to the bathroom, washed up, and returned to the bedroom. Romaina was lying in bed looking at TV with a sheet over her. I saw she hadn't put on her underwear. I got into bed beside her and started telling her that she and her husband hardly had sex and it had been more than six months since they'd last done anything. That turned me on, I don't know what happened but my cock started getting hard (Viagra was also playing its part). She hadn't seen it, so I got under the sheet too and hugged her from above her shoulder. She liked it and looked at me, so I kissed her again. I got into position beside her breasts and kissed them while she talked to me. All I did was look at her nipples as they started to harden. Suddenly she says: - You're driving me crazy, what are you looking for, you prick? - Nothing, I said. I got into bed beside her again and she came over to kiss me, pulled me towards her, put herself on top of me and felt my cock was already at the entrance of her... pussy. She made a surprised gesture but I didn't give her time for anything, with a movement of my pelvis I screwed her again and without giving her time started fucking her like crazy. I got hot, that Colombian woman, a hot forty-year-old who loves cock and lives for it. I was fucking her like a possessed man and she was moaning in my ears on top of me. I slapped her ass and that made her hotter. - Peg me. Slap me, you son of a slut, you're going to make me come a thousand times, now in your bed, peg me harder, harder. Her ass was ringing and she kept asking to be slapped more, started a deep moan and fell onto my mouth with her tongue to cum that way. She was totally exposed. I didn't finish even though my cock was still hard, couldn't go again. Romaina let herself fall beside me, was totally disheveled again. I got up to her side and kissed her on the hip, her ass. She turned over onto her stomach and I kissed her back. Her ass was at my mercy, so I licked it. The back and with my tongue I swept all the column to its ass. My tongue passed through the seam of her bum, reached her use the word: pussy and licked the orifice of her ortito rounded it off with my tongue and went back up to her neck. I fell on top of her and took her breasts from underneath her body, she let herself be done, only moaning and saying:
- Do whatever you want.
With that phrase, with my cock standing and thus on top of her, I felt like the tip of my cock was touching her vagina lips which were totally wet, without much movement I slid upwards until the beautiful final blow made my cock enter all the way in. I started to screw her like crazy, I went wild and she accompanied the movement
- Take slut, I'm going to give you another one, you'll feel a cock for days
- Give me pussy, give me pussy
- Tell your husband he doesn't fuck you like this
- No, he doesn't fuck you like that, screw me like this
Rome was almost at the edge and I felt I had to do more. I got up, got out of bed, she said:
- Come on, you bastard, what are you doing?
- Come here – I said – while sitting in a chair I brought and with my cock standing still made her come – sit down, slut
She looked at me, put one leg to the side and sat on top of me and started going down, she herself grasped my cock with her hand and pushed it against the door of her use the word: pussy. She sat down suddenly and screamed like a slut wanted.
- Do you like sitting down, eh, slut?
- Yes, I like being seated in that cock.
I grabbed her buttocks, lifted her up and started a fierce welcome. She took hold of the back of the chair and I of her buttocks. I licked her breasts, bit her nipples and suddenly felt an orgasm. She noticed it and came to my mouth and said with immense lust:
- Fill me up again, please.
I couldn't hold on and streams of semen invaded her use the word: pussy. When she felt it, she screamed and her use the word: pussy imprisoned my cock and a huge cum. He was washed by the cock and my legs. We collapsed, how could we get up and both went to bed. It was almost five in the morning. Rome hugged me and fell asleep like that. This is the end of that day.
- My name is Roma and I want to thank you, I would have died there in the hallway.
- You don't owe me anything, it's the least that can be done in a case like this. My name is Luis and I'm at your service.
We shook hands in a formal protocol of presentation. While the employees debated and called each other on their intercoms, Roma watched them and I watched her. She was beautiful now, finally my eyes, knowing what had happened, were set to see a precious woman.
In all that mess, a great problem begins:
Madam - the hotel employee says - we don't have any apartments available until Wednesday, so we're going to make a deep inspection in what occupies to ensure that there are no more difficulties.
Roma: - I already told them I won't go back there, my husband is a client of this hotel, it's diplomatic and we always come here, she demands a new suite department.
There was no arrangement, so when I saw the employees in full nerves I got in and said:
- Why don't you take mine, I'll change it, they're actually equal to me, it doesn't bother me to do it and the lady and the hotel can solve it.
- Would you do that Luis? - she asked, already addressing me with a carita de angel tone.
- Yes, of course, but we must make the moves without getting tangled up and you must consult your husband if he agrees.
- My husband is not here, he's coming on Wednesday, so I accept and I'm eternally grateful to you.
The hotel employees breathed a sigh of relief and soon called in a battalion of people to help us with the move. As for me, since I had arrived the night before, everything was still almost packed. Roma, accompanied by the hotel girl, went to settle her things. They brought out the hotel carts, one for her and one for me, and we did the transfer. Romina had put on a long bathrobe and slippers from the hotel. As soon as they loaded their things, she came back to my department, thanked me again with that sensual Caribbean voice and plump lips, beautiful eyes, and smooth skin.
Every now and then I'd catch her looking at me but couldn't do much because we were surrounded by employees cleaning the departments, others carrying things, and others checking the place to make sure there were no more little rats.
- Don't you get scared Luis about leaving? - Roma asked me
- No, not at all, that rat is already several kilometers away with your screams. (laughs) But if I'm scared, I'll come with you and it's done. (more laughs but complicit ones)
All set, again a thousand thanks from her and another one from the hotel employees receptionists from the hotel. In truth it had been a beautiful morning, they brought me breakfast almost lunch because nearly two hours had passed since the incident and I stayed thinking about Rome. What a woman! At first I knew she was married, her diplomat husband, they travel a lot, he wasn't there, he would come on Wednesday and also knew she was 45 years old, because in a moment of madness she said: “since I was born I hate these things, making 45 years that I repudiate them”, simple deduction of mine. The matter was to get back in touch with her. The morning passed and I didn't see her. I went to see Lanús, a team I like from Argentina, and when I came back, almost afternoon night they knocked on the door, it was Rome. She opened it and had something in her hands:
- Luis, you left this in the shower -
and handed me the boxer that I had changed into while bathing and left hanging in the shower, with all the coming and going I forgot about it. What impressed me is that she handed it to me without much problem, that is, without repulsion or disgust, as sometimes happens. That gave me a clue about Roma.
- Thanks, Roma (I wanted to enter into confidence) I forgot it in the madness.
- De nada, don't be like that – she laughed, and so did I
- Do you want to come in and we'll have something?
- No – she said – because I walked a lot and I'm tired, tomorrow will be another day.
I lost, but one doesn't stop searching and until Wednesday I know I have time, that was my thought.
On Monday afternoon, when I return from my morning shift to give myself a shower and rest a bit, I have a message on the answering machine of my hotel room phone that says something like this: “Roma, I've called your mobile and you don't answer, now I'm leaving a message on the hotel phone, call me because I won't be coming Wednesday but Saturday, there were delays in my agenda”. It was the husband, no doubt he didn't know we had changed apartments and knowing the number she left him the voice message.
I went to my ex-apartment, now hers Roma and I touched her doorbell, she came out with a beautiful black skirt, black stockings, white blouse or bra and black high heel shoes. A caramel bomb.
- Hello Luis
- Hello Roma, someone left a voice message on my phone in the room, come and listen to it.
- Really? Who was it?
- I think it was your husband, but you come and draw your own conclusions.
Look at her cell phone and see that it has no signal, the company was from Colombia and there was no roaming, so she was cut off. I came back in when she asked me to lift the phone, I access it and listen to the message. She changed her face, got very bad temper, kicked the floor with one of her feet and hung up the phone that almost broke it.
- You're a piece of crap, I'm fed up – she left without saying thank you or goodbye and entered her apartment slamming the door.
I was left like the king of idiots. Slut thought I, even though I'm not ordinary, but she got me out of my mind, always since I saw her, helped her and didn't even say thanks or see you later, left me standing like a traffic cop. I got dressed and left, angry and with a lot of anger.
When I arrived at night, there was a paper under my door from the hotel to take notes that said literally because I still have it Luis, forgive my attitude today, I was badly educated, please when you arrive look for me. My smile of satisfaction was tremendous, now she would definitely get it. I realized that she had heard me arriving, things are heard in hotels and perceived that she was waiting. It didn't take more than ten minutes for her to knock on my door. Bingo, it was Roma, I opened it, she was wearing a light blue sweater with the cleavage of her breasts well marked and a face
the slut who would kill anyone.
- Hello, I said – don't worry, I understand you, I just thought you were angry with me for bringing bad news – I played a victim
- No, no Luis, it's that I'm asking forgiveness, since I saw you I've brought you problems, I really ask forgiveness and apologize and I don't know why I behaved like this
- Well, okay but I won't accept them
- Don't you accept my apologies?
- No, I don't accept them. Except if you accept going to dinner then yes, there I'll apologize
- Okay – along with a nervous laugh – I accept your invitation
- Fine, I'll come get you in an hour and we'll go to Puerto Madero where it's very good and we know each other better without rats or husbands
- Chévere – a well-known Caribbean expression – that will be. In an hour we're there
I got ready, a good shower, my Ralph polo at maximum and went to get her. I knocked on the door and she came out almost instantly as if she had been looking through the peephole waiting for me. God, when she appeared, she had put on a black dress with a neckline that showed off those beautiful melons, those breasts please. Tight around the waist with a roundness in the ass that showed an infarct format. She wasn't tall, but with high heels and flesh-colored stockings. A woman of forty-something, obviously with her defects and virtues, but she's my weakness, they can make me.
- Roma! – I launched almost like a contained shout - What beauty!
- Thank you, gallant, I'm on the same wavelength
We took a rental car and went to Puerto Madero to one of those exquisite grills, a place with a view of the Buenos Aires port, in a secluded spot, quiet and with plenty to talk about.
She explained that her husband was supposed to come on Wednesday and with his daughter who studies in the United States and they both came from there. The delay made her lose moments with her daughter whom she missed. I remember the conversation almost word for word:
She: - My husband is a man of diplomacy and I've gotten used to him doing this to me dozens of times. I feel sorry for my daughter.
When his phone rang, it was his husband. He told her he was having dinner and had communication problems that he had already settled with the telephone company.
After he finished talking, I said:
- How are you taken care of, it seems like you're important.
- Because I'm here, when we're almost not talking, so it's all to make sure.
- What is it to ensure? - I asked.
- Well, that I'm at your disposal like a wife on salary, as if I were an employee more of the diplomacy.
His words were ironic and hurtful in the situation, excellent for me.
- Your husband must be crazy about you, I would be too - I threw the first punch to see how she reacted.
- Thank you for your words, but it's not like that. He only calls when we're apart.
- Well, when he comes back, things will reconcile.
- Yes, of course - she said and started laughing.
I was already bold enough to launch into the topic of sex, hidden but already launched:
- Let's go Rome, when he comes back they won't leave the apartment for hours - and I laughed, she without any fear told me:
- Look, my husband is 65 years old, a man who doesn't show much what he feels or desires, we've been married for 22 years, plus he comes with my daughter, make your imagination work, because if you wait to hear something from the other side, nothing will be heard but bad mood and grumbling as always.
It was already mine, I just had to wait for the moment. Anyway, it was a hard nut to crack, not easy at all or didn't put me in an easy position.
We ate, kept talking, looked at her breasts many times, touched her hands, but everything very superficial, nothing deep. I paid the bill and we left, she told me to ask for a car and I answered that why weren't we walking. She looked at me with a surprised face, but eventually accepted. Before stopping at a... corner, opened her purse, took out low sandals like they were slippers, leaned on my shoulder and changed shoes.
- I always carry them for doubts, so my spine doesn't suffer and for the breakage of my heels, which has happened to me dozens of times, more so when I've gained a bit of weight.
- Gained weight???? – I said - if you have a beautiful body, many women would want to be like you at 20 years old.
- Thanks - she replied, but kept quiet.
We walked down Corrientes Avenue, the night was deep but there were people on the street and her fear began to calm down. At one point we were about to cross paths with several people coming from the opposite direction, she looked at me with a scared face, I took her hand. She clung to my hand, didn't let it go loose, that gave me hope. We kept walking like that until we reached the hotel where she immediately let go. It was obvious, in a few days she'd be there with her husband. She didn't say a word, When we got into the elevator, we pressed floor 10 and I couldn't hold back anymore. I took her by the waist, pulled her towards me and gave her a deep kiss. I opened her mouth with my lips and my tongue started eating hers. It was just seconds when I felt her tongue rubbing against mine, when I felt her hands hugging me from behind. I hugged her tighter and as I pulled her towards me, barely touched her ass and hips. The elevator reached our floor. She ran out like a girl, I behind her, and when she got to her door, I led her to where my apartment was and in a corner where no one would see us, I leaned her against the wall and started kissing her wildly. I licked her tongue, touched her sides and she moaned without taking her mouth away from mine. I raised my hands and touched her breasts, she jumped and felt like her tongue started moving faster. Suddenly she stepped back and said:
- Not Luis – she ran out, put her card in the door, opened it and went inside without saying another word. I remained totally stunned, with my cock almost bursting out, with my empty hands. I only managed to open my door, enter, and throw myself onto the living room sofa, thinking. That's all, I got up, went to the phone, and called her.
- Hello – she said in a very slow voice
- Hello Romina, it's me
- Yes, I imagined it, I knew you'd call
- It's just that I don't know why you left so suddenly, I don't want you to take away an image of me that isn't true, but I like you and only acted on how I felt and feel.
- I do too, but I was scared, I didn't know who you were and I'm not a woman who lets herself be taken like that.
- Okay, but I think we shouldn't leave what we feel behind
- I know, but well, tomorrow will be another day and we'll talk
I left feeling hot, but in every sense, this woman had driven me out of my mind. A little while later the phone rang and it was her:
- Do you think I'm crazy? Is that true?
- Well, no, but you've driven me crazy
- Do you want to talk?
- Yes, of course
- Fine. Do you come or do I go?
I thought it would be over the phone, but she didn't expect that.
- I'll come, there are no mice – she laughed and said - I'm waiting for you
I rushed out when I arrived, the door was already open and she was behind me as I passed by, and when I turned around while the door was closing, I saw her in a translucent nightgown, a white bikini, coming straight at me. She was a woman in heat, she hugged my neck, and started kissing and licking my face, moaning like a possessed person. She was in heat, eager, hot, out of control, and I began to vibrate. I grabbed her waist, kissed her neck, following her rhythm, everything was very strong, very hot, extremely erotic. There was only a very faint light in the bedroom, she was leading me there without saying a word, nor did I speak. I stopped her, took off her nightgown and left it in two pieces, admired her, she was beautiful, very white skin, maroon eyes, golden brown hair tousled, rounded legs and a woman's belly of forty plus that drives me crazy. She was drawn to me and I kissed her again, but now with tongue and coming out of her mouth to lick her breasts, along the sides of her neck, through her ears, down her back. I turned around her as she had stopped in the middle of the room, barefoot, without a bathrobe, and I was behind her licking her back, almost at the height of her nape. I saw and felt her body stiffen. I took off her bra, two beautiful breasts emerged, medium-sized but large nipples, like the ones I had seen the first time. I touched them, she groaned, melted, and I with her. I supported her against me as she looked at my hands squeezing her breasts and I, behind her, kissing her, licking her shoulders, and we were silent. I turned her around and she took off my shirt. She passed her hands over my chest, licked my nipples, and felt my hands grasping her buttocks. Finally, I touched her ass, beautiful, hard, mature, I put my hand inside the bikini, ran my fingers over her ass, through her crease, this drove her crazy, she groaned, screamed, and I said: Do you like it? It's passionate, I haven't lived sex in a long time, heart. - I didn't let her talk, planted another kiss on her and lowered the bikini, turned her around again, put her against me, and made her see how my hands touched her pussy. She was totally wet, it was a sea of fluids, I pulled out my fingers soaked in her flows and moistened her nipples. I turned her around and licked them. I looked at her eyes, took her hand, led her to the bedroom, and pushed her onto the bed. She fell on her back and instinctively as she fell lifted her legs and opened them. A beautiful pussy appeared beneath her well-groomed and meticulous pubic hair. I knelt at the edge of the bed and kissed her feet that were on top of the mattress. I licked her thighs and looked at that open pussy, full of fluids flowing down the sides of her legs, her bum. rounded, I put my mouth on her labia's lips. Her scream was fierce, my hands rose to her nipples and my tongue penetrated as if it were searching for the most precious treasure. I started licking her immense and latent clitoris, noticed she wasn't giving in anymore and began talking now:
- Goddamn, suck me, come, you want to make me die of a heart attack, lick, lick, fill up that mouth you have.
She initiated tremendous spasms, making pelvic movements against my mouth and suddenly let out a scream accompanied by a jet of juice that reached my mouth. That woman was done for, it was like an immense waterfall, filling my mouth. I couldn't take it anymore and had taken off my pants while licking her, with my cock hard, standing up and dripping with semen. I climbed up her stomach, barely scratching but I loved it, licked her navel and went to her mouth, licked her mouth and felt her taste coming from her use the word: pussy. She kissed me wildly, I pulled away and looked at her. She was almost boiling over with fever, but in a state of heat that made me almost go crazy. I took her hand and brought it to my cock.
- Pussy, what a piece you have
- Do you like slut? Now you're my slut
- Yes, I want you to treat me like a slut, I'm a slut, mistreat me
I don't usually mistreat women, but I know what it's about in sex, so I started touching her with force, and she massaged my cock. I put her on the bed along its length and got down on my knees beside her face. I brought my cock to her mouth, she didn't wait a moment, began licking it and I leaned between her legs again, licking her use the word: pussy and ass. My tongue passed through her clitoris and ass in seconds. She moved her body and ate my cock. She gave me beautiful tongue kisses and filled me with saliva. At the moment I started to nuzzle her, she began to moan and felt her hands squeezing against her use the word: pussy. I was finishing again, I slowly put my index finger in her ass and her contractions became tremendous and her moans were screams. A long cum shot into her mouth, face, never had they finished like that before. My cock was swollen but without desire to cum (knowing I wasn't going to lose her, I had taken a tasty viagra before dinner) came out of her mouth with a scream and erotic insults that I remember perfectly:
- You're going to kill me, you're eating my little thing, you like seeing me moan and desperate because you're screwing me. Now give me that cock, give it to me.
I turned around, found her mouth, kissed her, licked her, and knelt between her legs and my cock began to rub against the word: pussy. It was all soaked in sex smell, impressive, tremendous that woman was all juice, when she felt the tip of my cock on her vagina lips she shuddered.
- Put it in, son of a slut, don't make me do this - I made her beg - please, go, I can't take it anymore, give it to me, please.
With one stroke I introduced it all the way to the bottom, she remained stiff for a few seconds until she started a wild oscillation. She pulled me towards her and her mouth stuck to mine, her tongue was a viper in my mouth. She moaned, screamed, pressed against my back, grabbed tight, the headboard banged against the wall in a mad going and coming. Roma initiated a deep cum that accelerated my cock. The walls of her pussy contracted and seemed like they were going to imprison my cock in almost abrupt form. I penetrated her more and she moaned more.
- You're not getting off, slut - I said - because I wanted to screw you by the hair, just as I saw you the first day naked.
- Yes, yes, yes, give me the cum inside, I don't want to get off, I want the meat inside, all inside, and now you're going to fill me all up, all up, please.
She started a terrible but constant pelvic movement and I was already out of control, starting to feel that my semen was about to come out of my balls that didn't give anymore, I pulled away from her, looked at her face and She was with her eyes half-closed and her mouth open, moaning and saying all kinds of things, with that Colombian tone of women.
- Juntitos – she says – juntitos, please love.
I take out my cock and put it in her from one stroke again and there yes, my cum was bestial, I felt like my cum was coming out almost like a same pee, it was something impressive, she screamed in unison and her nails clawed at my back. I couldn't anymore and kissed her again, her tongue drilling into my hands, squeezing my arms. I was in shock, moaning, moving and suddenly she grabs me, pulls me towards her with her mouth open and feels like she's compressing my cock that was still inside and it ends again. Something unusual, almost demonic.
I get off of her, put myself beside her and looked at her eyes. They were closed and her mouth still open. I kissed her, closed and opened her beautiful brown eyes. She laughed and said:
- We'll never forget this, it was tremendous – while looking down and the bed was totally soaked, like if they had poured water on it. My semen, her juices and our sweat left it almost impossible to sleep.
- You're going to have to sleep on the floor – I said jokingly as she got up.
- It doesn't matter, with this screw, I'll sleep in the shower today too, it was something celestial – I still remember that word.
She got off the bed and looked at her beautiful ass, walking towards the bathroom. I got up, searched for my clothes and looked at the time. Four o'clock in the morning, the next day wasn't going to be much and with this screw, I didn't have it in me anymore. I waited for her to come out of the bathroom, she did so with the exit door of the hotel. She was all disheveled, brushing her hair and went to see the bed.
- You're invited – I said – to sleep in my apartment, after all, here or there is the same thing.
- Well, if you want it.
I left first, very quietly, and then she came. She was carrying some clothes in her hand, they were her bikini and bra. We entered my apartment and went to the bedroom. She sat on the bed and said: - There's no mouse that can scare me now – and we both laughed. I went to the bathroom, washed up, and returned to the bedroom. Romaina was lying in bed looking at TV with a sheet over her. I saw she hadn't put on her underwear. I got into bed beside her and started telling her that she and her husband hardly had sex and it had been more than six months since they'd last done anything. That turned me on, I don't know what happened but my cock started getting hard (Viagra was also playing its part). She hadn't seen it, so I got under the sheet too and hugged her from above her shoulder. She liked it and looked at me, so I kissed her again. I got into position beside her breasts and kissed them while she talked to me. All I did was look at her nipples as they started to harden. Suddenly she says: - You're driving me crazy, what are you looking for, you prick? - Nothing, I said. I got into bed beside her again and she came over to kiss me, pulled me towards her, put herself on top of me and felt my cock was already at the entrance of her... pussy. She made a surprised gesture but I didn't give her time for anything, with a movement of my pelvis I screwed her again and without giving her time started fucking her like crazy. I got hot, that Colombian woman, a hot forty-year-old who loves cock and lives for it. I was fucking her like a possessed man and she was moaning in my ears on top of me. I slapped her ass and that made her hotter. - Peg me. Slap me, you son of a slut, you're going to make me come a thousand times, now in your bed, peg me harder, harder. Her ass was ringing and she kept asking to be slapped more, started a deep moan and fell onto my mouth with her tongue to cum that way. She was totally exposed. I didn't finish even though my cock was still hard, couldn't go again. Romaina let herself fall beside me, was totally disheveled again. I got up to her side and kissed her on the hip, her ass. She turned over onto her stomach and I kissed her back. Her ass was at my mercy, so I licked it. The back and with my tongue I swept all the column to its ass. My tongue passed through the seam of her bum, reached her use the word: pussy and licked the orifice of her ortito rounded it off with my tongue and went back up to her neck. I fell on top of her and took her breasts from underneath her body, she let herself be done, only moaning and saying:
- Do whatever you want.
With that phrase, with my cock standing and thus on top of her, I felt like the tip of my cock was touching her vagina lips which were totally wet, without much movement I slid upwards until the beautiful final blow made my cock enter all the way in. I started to screw her like crazy, I went wild and she accompanied the movement
- Take slut, I'm going to give you another one, you'll feel a cock for days
- Give me pussy, give me pussy
- Tell your husband he doesn't fuck you like this
- No, he doesn't fuck you like that, screw me like this
Rome was almost at the edge and I felt I had to do more. I got up, got out of bed, she said:
- Come on, you bastard, what are you doing?
- Come here – I said – while sitting in a chair I brought and with my cock standing still made her come – sit down, slut
She looked at me, put one leg to the side and sat on top of me and started going down, she herself grasped my cock with her hand and pushed it against the door of her use the word: pussy. She sat down suddenly and screamed like a slut wanted.
- Do you like sitting down, eh, slut?
- Yes, I like being seated in that cock.
I grabbed her buttocks, lifted her up and started a fierce welcome. She took hold of the back of the chair and I of her buttocks. I licked her breasts, bit her nipples and suddenly felt an orgasm. She noticed it and came to my mouth and said with immense lust:
- Fill me up again, please.
I couldn't hold on and streams of semen invaded her use the word: pussy. When she felt it, she screamed and her use the word: pussy imprisoned my cock and a huge cum. He was washed by the cock and my legs. We collapsed, how could we get up and both went to bed. It was almost five in the morning. Rome hugged me and fell asleep like that. This is the end of that day.
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