Gloria Chapter 1

 

Gloria Chapter 1

Life can take many turns. Sometimes we are surprised by lustful things that happen to us.

 

               Ringing at the door... and they're opening it with a key!Who's there?! - I shout while gripping a baseball bat.Ahah, it's me, Don Pablo! Gloria Maria!It's the name of the woman who takes care of my house, prepares my food... But what hours are these? It's midnight.PasaGloria, what's going on? But... What have they done to you? How are you like this?The woman presents a deplorable state. Bruises on the face, bleeding wounds on the head. Cuts on the arms and hands...Sit down on the sofa... Open the first-aid kit. Who is this girl?I'm Sandra, your daughter. — The girl whispers, very young...Ah! How about my daughter?! I exclaimed surprised... for a moment I thought they might want to take away my daughter...Oh no! I'm Gloria's daughter.The explanation convinces me more. I'm going to look for an emergency kit, towels... While washing the wounds, I check that they're not excessively grave. Her daughter undresses without timidity, leaving only a bra and panties. I disinfect and apply antibiotic ointment to the cuts. I can see the bruises from the received blows, where I apply a code cream for hematomas. The young woman looks at me without blinking. She helps me put her mother's feet on the bed and takes her to my bedroom where we leave her lying down to take a sedative. She wasn't stopping crying.Ahyydon Paul! Ahyy! Excuse me, I didn't know where to go...RelaxingGloria... She did well. Now try sleeping, rest.We laid down and I went downstairs with the young woman to the living room.What has happened to Sandra?Sir Pablo, I'm sorry... He was mom's boyfriend. He arrived drunk at home and... - A sob interrupted his explanation. He took refuge in my arms crying. - Everything has been for my fault...What's your fault? What have you done?I was going out with my friends and my mom wasn't letting me... that's when he arrived and... I was very drunk... He pushed me towards the bed, screaming that I was a girl and wanted to have sex with me... My mom intervened and gave him a good beating, she had him on the floor and tried to stab him. I hit him with a pot on the head and he fell to the floor. While he was getting up, I grabbed Mom by the arm and dragged her out onto the street. We didn't know where to go... And I brought her here...Yosegui caressing her hair, calming her... She smelled very good...He done well, Sandra. I don't think that jerk is going to show up here, but if he does decide to come near me, I'll be waiting. This isn't done to a woman. Now calm down, go to bed with your mother; I'll sleep in the small room.The old lady lifted her face and gave me a kiss on the cheek.Thanks, Don Pablo! Mom had spoken very well of you, now I know why.Sedirigió to the room where his mother was. He turned off all the lights and undressed to sleep in the prepared bedroom, just in case some unexpected visitor came one day.I didn't have any dream. I put myself to remember how I had arrived here.Less than four years ago I was living in Spain, in Madrid. With a family, wife Marta, two sons, one of seventeen years old, now he will have twenty-one, Carlos and a girl of fifteen who will have turned nineteen, Eloísa.He was the owner of an import-export company that allowed me to maintain a more relaxed life. I had my own house and an apartment by the beach in Roquetas, Almería.A day I discovered that my wife, Marta, was cheating on me. She was paying a tennis teacher who, besides the sports classes, satisfied her sexually two other times a week. Maybe I had some guilt. My work absorbed me. The pressure to earn money for my family to live well forced me to stay away from home, leaving my now ex-wife alone. The truth is that it wasn't new; I had done it in other occasions, but didn't give it much importance, they were occasional encounters, nothing serious. But this time it had become a habit. And the worst was that the club where they moved knew our escapades and made fun of me, or rather, the 'tennis teacher' would gossip about it among his friends.Once discovered the deceit and discarded the possibility of reconciliation, I thought about what would be my action strategy. And I prepared to carry out a plan.I hired a private detective to track and provide evidence of her infidelity. He didn't take long to show me photos of the couple, she and her instructor, in more than compromising situations. I mean, they were fornicating in his car, practicing fellatio, even giving him an enema. The photos were explicit enough. Videos and sound recordings where I came out very badly.I didn't say anything to her.Mefui disposing of properties, selling them or mortgaging them. How for some operations required the signature of my wife, I convinced her that she needed money to expand the business. She didn't suspect anything about my plans, nor did she know that I was aware of her escapades.I sold the company with the client portfolio. All this in record time. I transferred funds to several encrypted accounts in Holland and later to Cayman.When I asked for a divorce Marta was surprised, but I presented her with the evidence of her infidelity and she had no other choice but to accept my conditions. During the negotiations I had to stay at a hotel. On one occasion when we saw each other I asked Marta why she did it, she replied that a tennis coach named Damián made her feel something she never felt with me, that he was a genuine... My son, the apple of his eye, tried to attack me once. I didn't let him, gave him two slaps and he ended up on the floor crying like a girl. My daughter gave me more sorrow, she didn't understand anything but was also on her mother's side. I didn't want to tell them the reason for the separation, I didn't want to make enemies with their mother. I left the house we lived in and left without even saying goodbye.My businesses had taken me to meet people from other countries. A good friend, a lawyer, advised me to go to South America, due to the advantage of language.The truth is that I came up with pearls to use divorce as an excuse to disappear.One of the contacts I worked with, Colombian, gave me a corpse from the morgue, with characteristics similar to mine.The truth is that a few months after the divorce my car appeared, which was accidented, burned and had a body inside it, completely carbonized as one would suppose.The DNA tests did not turn out to be valid since the two sons were not mine. I already knew that. Marta's confession settled the problem, closing the case.A little Botox in critical areas of my face turned me into another person.They gave me new documentation, passport, driving cards, social security card, and identity document.I moved to Bucaramanga, Santander, Colombia. Where I rented a house where I currently live. Two floors, three rooms, a large living room, kitchen and two bathrooms. A half-bathroom downstairs and another more complete one upstairs with bathtub and shower. In the back part a garden of about fifty square meters and in front a large porch.Gloria was an accident. One day while shopping at a fruit stand, I caught the attention of a woman in her early thirties, of medium height, with entwined brown and red hair, small freckles on her face, eyes of undefined color between light brown and green, very beautiful. She was talking to the owner asking for work. He treated her very badly and that made me angry. I told him he didn't have the right to treat someone like that, I got upset easily, forced him to apologize and we left there, without me buying anything and without her getting a job.When I left, I asked if she would like a red wine (coffee) with me, and she accepted. We went to a nearby shopping center. We sat down at a table in the café and while we were having coffee, I told her that I needed a woman to clean my house, mechanic... And she accepted the conditions.Since then I've seen her occasionally, she behaves well and I don't have problems with logistics or hers. We usually don't talk much, she doesn't ask me anything and neither do I. That's why I didn't know anything about her family, her problems. Until today.Conversational digressions left me asleep.Woke up to the sound of clattering in the kitchen and the smell of coffee. Not that typical bitter coffee they usually take around here, but coffee, coffee. I hadn't undressed yet before going to bed so I got up and brought myself a pleasant surprise by finding Sandra in the kitchen.Good days Sandra, how is your mother?Better, Don Pablo, better. Although it hurts all his body from the beating he got from that son of a whore, badly born...Okay, okay! Calm down. What we need to find are solutions so this doesn't happen again. What do you think of doing? Because going back home...I guess not, Mr. Pablo... Sit down and have breakfast, see what my mom says...What does your mom have to say?... Good morning, Mr. Pablo... - Gloria was standing at the kitchen door, holding onto the frame.For God's Sake, let me help you. You shouldn't have gotten up yet. Sit down here. The girl helped her sit in the chair that her daughter was bringing her.DonPablo, if he allows me, I'll make a proposal. - Said Gloria.You'll have. — I replied.Okay...I'll propose that my daughter and I work for you without charging you anything in exchange for letting us live here. We don't want to go back with the bad born Aurelio and won't be a burden on you.The proposal didn't surprise me too much. I was thinking of offering them something like that.Well... Maybe it will work. We'll try for a while and see what happens.It felt like it started our cohabitation. The house had three bedrooms. The largest one was mine, another one like an office and the third one they arranged for us two.Sandra was about to turn eighteen, she was studying a pregraduate degree at the university. I told her that she could use my office as a study place.Passed were two weeks in which cohabitation was not altered. I felt great accompanied by the two women.As always, after dinner, we would sit down to watch TV. Generally, it was me who selected the program to watch, but if they didn't like it, they could watch something else on another screen that they had recovered from their old house in my dorm room. But it was rare. Normally, they stayed with me.They all do well until one night...It was cold and Gloria snuggled up beside me on the two-seater sofa, while Sandra sat in an armchair opposite.The programming wasn't very attractive. Sandra got up.I'm going to study a bit, I have an exam tomorrow...Okay sweetie. Don't take too long getting ready for bed.Till tomorrow, Mr. Pablo...Call him Don Pablo... You're making me old... HahaAyy, I'm sorry, I didn't remember... — She approached her mother and kissed her on the cheek. Then she did the same with me, only the kiss was given very close to the corner of my lips and lingered a bit. After that, she left for the office.It didn't mean much importance. It should have been casual.A little later, Gloria was sleeping on my shoulder, both of us covered by a light blanket. I smiled at seeing her lovely face, her slow breathing, the warm heat her body emitted next to mine. I passed my left arm over her shoulders.I couldn't specify when it happened that his hand slipped until it rested on my package. I was wearing a pajama pantaloon, without boxers... A little earlier, an erotic movie had started and I felt the push of mine... Then I became aware of where his hand was.It was really uncomfortable. But I was unable to control the erection that wanted to come out of my pants.With my right hand I tried to pull away hers, trying not to wake her up. The woman, asleep, snuggled more tightly against my body and grasped firmly my package, which grew to unsuspected limits for me.Since I had relationships with my ex-wife, almost four years ago, I hadn't had contact with any woman. I managed, by hand, with some internet pages.Note how my heart was accelerating, a strange cold sweat on the face.For God's sake, what shame if Gloria woke up now! What would she think of me?And I woke up... Lifted her face to pose her eyes, with emerald green flashes, in mine, a mischievous girl's smile illuminated her face, her tongue appeared between her lips, suggestive, naughty...Hey, Don Pablo... I thought you were gay... Now I see that's not true. Can I suck you?Good God's glory, I'm going through very badly! What are you going to think of me...What can I think? Well, that you're very well-endowed by nature and it's a shame this thing is being wasted on me since I've been holding onto it. Won't you get angry if I keep going?Gloria, after the scare you've given me, you can do whatever you want...I leaned over her and kissed her lips softly, she stretched to reach me and devour my mouth with hers. Her hand unbuttoned my pants and extracted the object of her desire, pushed aside the blanket and leaned in until she reached it with her lips to swallow it like the most delicious morsel.Caress our hair, the nape of the neck, the earlobes. She sat up until she was lying flat in front of me. She removed her camisón, pulling it off over her head and I could appreciate in all its splendor a precious body of a woman. Her breasts were semi-erect, defiant, crowned by pink areolas that stood out against the whiteness of her skin. Nipples not very thick but quite prominent. Until this moment I had not appreciated the narrowness of her waist, the rounded curves of her hips over her turned-in legs which seemed precious to me.Searrodilló to my feet and resumed his mammary task while I was licking his nipples. As I caressed with my fingers the areolae, they hardened instantly, provoking a groan from Gloria. I couldn't withstand such tension.Gloria, aparta, I'm going to run! - She just separated the time to say it.Make me do it in my mouth! — And I did itIt was an orgasm like I had never experienced before. My ex used to disgust me and she never gave me a blow job. Thanks to some photos that the detective, whom I hired to follow her, provided, I could see how she swallowed my professor's tennis coach's member all the way down to the balls. Knowing that was very painful for me.Gloriame was looking at my eyes, sat beside me savoring the download and we started kissing. For the first time I savored my own semen in her mouth and it didn't disgust me. I caressed the body that was being offered to me, suppose it was clumsily, since she was following me on the route through her anatomy, indicating and stopping at the places that gave her more pleasure.Kissing me, she guided my head until it reached her breasts, dotted with small pinkish spots like her freckles, pushing slowly until I was forced to kneel before her. She opened her legs and indicated what she wanted. Her intimacy appeared before me like a resplendent pink flower, with fleshy lips covering two red crevices inside, crowned by a tuft of tangled brown and reddish hair. I had never practiced cunnilingus before, only seen it in videos, yet I tried to do it as well as possible.The aroma of her sex resulted in being very pleasant to me, there were no traces of perfume, it was natural sweat... And I loved it, it was aphrodisiac. She reclined to facilitate the moment, supported her feet on my back with her legs open as wide as possible. She licked torpidly her inguinal region, the major labia... But she was a good teacher. She guided me step by step until I focused on the little button, under a little cap, which she took care of discovering with her hands. Something surprised me. She passed an arm under her body to reach with one finger the anus, introducing it, moving it slowly at first and rapidly afterwards.Come it! -- He told me pointing at his anus surrounded by pink radial striations.Got my own juices all over the finger of my right hand and I was slowly introducing it into the soft cavity that was offering itself to me. Everything was new for me. The tongue in her vulva, the finger going in and out completely in her anus...And suddenly it exploded... Her thighs seized me, immobilizing me. A scream emerged from the depths of her throat followed by convulsions and tremors that prolonged until almost leaving me without air.Watermelon from the dam to pull me until taking me to his mouth to kiss each other mutually. I stepped back to breathe with large gulps of air and subsequently attracted to devour my mouth. Licked its juices from my lips with delight.I had never felt so happy, seeing the face of satisfaction on this woman. Clearly, I had never in my entire life brought a woman to orgasm... Not even my own wife... The education received, both mine and my ex's, didn't allow for 'fucking'.When he replied, he stood up, pulled my hand and led me to the office, we entered naked. I tried to cover my shame with my hands.Sandra, are you sleeping in Pablo's room tonight? — The girl wasn't surprised; naked under us, she smiled and blew a kiss with her hand.Shut up mom, have a good time...Gloriame embraced me, joined her lips to mine, without caring about the presence of her daughter, sent me a kiss and led me to the bedroom.He finished undressing me and pushed me onto the bed, after removing the quilt. Lying on my back, I let myself be manipulated by her, who had already proven to be an expert. Next to me, she was kissing and caressing every part of my body, pinching my nipples, biting my earlobes, licking my neck, and causing shivers down my spine.Kneeling on the right side, she grasped my penis, caressing the attributes, kissing the gland and licking the sides until sucking it like a lollipop. For me, it was miraculous the recovery of my member. Once it reached the desired consistency, it rode my hips to position itself over him and introduce itself into space, making me feel an unknown pleasure as I rubbed against the walls of the cavity that I didn't imagine so narrow, so warm, and so soft due to the extreme lubrication I never observed in my ex.She slowly rode me like an Amazonian warrior with movements up and down, forward and backward, and a maddening hip swivel. I couldn't imagine that Gloria's movements would cause so much pleasure. She brought my hand to her clitoris for it to be massaged and I obeyed. Her eyes were blazing, her mouth agape, her nostrils flared open to facilitate breathing. She was caressing one breast with one hand and me the other, imitating her, pinching the nipples that hardened to the maximum.Rapid movements, I thought he was pulling off my penis. A scream louder than the one produced during his previous orgasm echoed in the house. He collapsed onto my chest. I couldn't help but feel a great emotion at having this wonderful woman panting, gasping for air, on top of me.He apensed replied started moving again. I was surprised. A little later he twisted into a new orgasm, precursor to another that made me cum inside her.Sliding over me, she took refuge in my left side. Her head on my shoulder. My arm wrapping her body. I kissed her forehead, her gaze, her smile, the slight trembling of her body... With my feet, I pulled the sheet to cover us.Before falling asleep I could see Sandra peeking through the door, smiling and with her fist clenched and thumb up approving what we were doing. I imitated her gesture smiling and turned off the light.From that day on my life was simple with them. Gloria slept with me and Sandra alone in the other room. I already considered them as family, saw them happy and so was I.A TV night, Gloria sat at the other end of the sofa and placed her feet on mine. She stroked them, massaged them, and brought them to my face. I missed her scent, kissed her fingers, and looking at her saw that she was smiling.Follow... I like... — He said with a suggestive voice.Yseguí... A hand was disappearing under her nightgown and the movements left no room for doubts.Sandra, from the armchair in front of me, was also smiling and discreetly caressing herself. Since her mother couldn't see her, but I could.I appreciated a tremor in Gloria, she curled up her legs, bringing her knees to her chest, put herself on her side in a fetal position, looking towards the back of the sofa. I was amazed at how easily this delicious woman reached climax. And it filled me with satisfaction to see her happy.But her daughter wasn't short. She closed her thighs with force, stretched out in her seat and bent her head back, deeply sighing, caught up in ecstasy.I was fantasizing. Mother and daughter were masturbating in front of me, discreetly, enjoying orgasms without complexes, in the most natural way. When she recovered, she looked at me and in her eyes I saw affection, tenderness. She smiled and blew a kiss to me. She narrowed her eyes and seemed asleep...I'm going to give my dad a bath... said Sandra happily.Gloria didn't answer. She had been sleeping. Sandra came up to my side and gave me a soft little kiss on the lips that caught me off guard, causing an involuntary rapid erection. I wasn't used to these displays. As she walked away towards the bathroom, I tried to remember when my daughter kissed me... I couldn't. We never kissed at home, I never received a loving hug from my ex or any of my kids... My heart sank and my eyes filled with tears.In the midst of these fantasies, I opened the door to the upstairs bathroom and saw a beautiful nymph emerge from the corridor of the bedrooms. A towel on her head, another wrapped around her body...Just in the middle of the aisle, he stopped and his towel fell off, leaving him naked to my view. He picked it up from the floor, which made him bend down and show me his perfect backside. His sex was visible with perfectly shaved lips. He turned his body around. He looked at me with mischief, smiled, blew a kiss at me, and entered his bedroom with playful little jumps.Curiously the sight of my naked body didn't excite me. I was thrilled by the beauty, youth, and marveled at the carefree way it showed its nudity in front of me. In my previous life I never saw my daughter naked since she was a baby.I told myself... What I've had when meeting these two people whom, definitely, I consider my family.What do you say, Pablo? -- Gloria was looking at me while she stretched and woke up.I hadn't realized I had expressed my thoughts out loud.I love you Gloria, I love both of you, I'm very lucky to have you by my side.Do you have tears in your eyes?Yes my love. I feel very happy and that excites me.He sat down beside me and we hugged each other, kissing as if there were no tomorrow. He got up, pulled my hand, and took me to the bedroom where we hugged, played around, and loved each other until dawn.Some days later, we were the three of us eating when the phone rang. Gloria answered it. She let out a scream that scared us.Mommy, what's going on?! - Screamed Sandra.Don't worry, it's good news, Norma has had a baby.Sandra stood up screaming with joy.Gloria had a sister four years younger than her. She lived in Bogotá, married without children and this was a new situation for them. When I asked her why she hadn't turned to her sister when she needed help at the beginning of our relationship, she told me that her sister's husband wouldn't have allowed it. And neither did she tolerate it. But this was a different situation. Her sister was asking her to go and help her for a few days until she could take care of herself and she accepted. It seemed that the relationships with her husband weren't good, partly due to pregnancy.Sandra would stay with me until her return so as not to miss classes.Don't worry little one, I'll take care of you while mom is away - She said.As we parted ways, at the Palonegro airport, we gave each other a loving hug, he kissed me and said:Take care of my little girl, Pablo, I only have you two...I'll take care of her like she was my own daughter, Gloria. You can go peacefully.After she left me something was bothering me. I didn't know how to interpret Sandra's affectionate gestures. I didn't want to think that she was trying to seduce me. With her mother nearby there wasn't a problem, but now, just the two of us...The day passed without excitement, Gloria called when she arrived at the hospital, where her sister was, and sent a photo of the new baby. Sandra was crying with joy. She hugged me. She looked at my face with tears streaming down it. I kissed her forehead and, delicately, separated myself from her. I was trying to avoid complications.At night we continued to larutina with a slight change. She sat in the place that, usually, Gloria occupied. And like her, she put her small bare feet on my lap. Was she trying to occupy her mother's place?Give me a massage, daddy. I have them sore and you know how to give it well, Mommy told me.I smiled, took his feet and started massaging them softly. The ankles, heels, Achilles tendon, and sole. Tickling the toes...Tell me, daddy. I saw how you do it to mommy and... - Didn't let her finish.I kissed them. I licked, nipped their little heels and looking in their direction saw that under the blanket... They weren't wearing anything.A shiver ran down my spine.The girl opened her legs wide enough for him to admire her slit, which like the one above hers was rosy. And it shone due to humidity.Her closed eyes, sum up in the pubis, caressing it. A finger that sank into her precious slit, sighs, a maddening slowness. She was caressing the entire vulva with her hand, the middle finger got lost in the depths of the slit, swept from the anus to the pubis... It was maddening...I couldn't help but get an erection... But I shouldn't have!I let her manipulations take her where she wanted and while I was sucking her toe digits, a brutal orgasm made her scream and twist like a possessed one.I tore off her nightgown to cover her nakedness. As I came out of the trance, she looked at me, got up and walked towards me. She hugged me and put her little hand on my thigh. With pain in my soul, but with delicacy, I moved it away. I kissed her forehead, separated us, and shook my head to deny. Her face showed surprise. I hugged her tightly.I can't, sweetheart. It wouldn't be right with your mother. I love her so much and this would muddy our relationship. Incrédula brought her mouth to mine, depositing a soft kiss, like the flutter of a butterfly, on my lips.Thanks. You're the best papi in the world, that's why I love you.He stood up, I could see a tear on his face. He slid his hands over mine and walked away without letting me go, going up the stairs and entering his bedroom.