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SEGUNDA ADOLESCENCIA
Parte 1 de 3
It was the 1980s, I was a voluptuous teenager very well-endowed, attractive, you know, large breasts, great booty, standing out from the rest of my friends due to my privileged physique.
Despite that, since childhood I had been anxious about my tendency towards obesity, always being at the limit and already for that reason, I would go day by day to a gym in the area, knowing that I was investing in my future, to keep myself in shape for tomorrow, always being very flirtatious and falling in love with my figure. I loved the gym, spending hours doing a little bit of everything and those days were not as popular as they are today, and less so for girls, it was rare to see me lifting weights surrounded by men.
It was when life crossed paths with Ezequiel, one of the many boys who hung around, I had already had my eye on him for some time, he had a good build, a sexy masculine appearance, in those days he wore long hair and striking sideburns, Eze was an assiduous student of martial arts, taekwondo in particular, and while I lifted weights at one end, his oriental postures at the other extreme of the place always attracted me discreetly.
He was several years older, had passed twenty, but we understood each other very well, he was a gentleman on our first date and I fell deeply in love with him.
An unplanned pregnancy surprised us when I wasn't yet prepared, nor was he, at that time he was studying parallel courses in accounting and law, and already working in a government agency and earning a good income, enough to support a family, for my part, I had to postpone my desire to study philosophy, a career that seemed to mark my future.
But the girl growing inside me took us down other paths, responsibilities changed, times changed, life had changed. counter, on the verge of becoming an attorney, ended up being nothing, but he was a skilled man, knew how to surround himself with important people, knew how to have contacts and knew how to open his own path, in no time he had passed to national customs dependencies with executive charge, touching the roots of the political power of the turn.
By my side, I never went back to studying, I went back to training very hard after childbirth, Ezequiel loved showing off his beautiful wife, and was as flattering as jealous, sickly jealous.
It didn't bother me, I liked that he would be jealous, and I knew he had a wife too alluring, but I was only hers.
Things were getting better day by day, I was in my second pregnancy when we moved from our apartment to a beautiful house, huge, our last model car arrived, started the pleasure trips, and more money than we could spend entered our home, Lara our little one started her studies at one of the most expensive private schools in the area, and with Ariel's arrival, our baby, we decided not to have any more children.
Not long after, life would surprise us again, I was pregnant once more, this time we hadn't sought it, but Benjamin, now yes, would be our third and last son.
Time went by, we already had a weekend house, we were members of the best social club in town, two cars, maid included, and everything seemed perfect.
Ezequiel didn't give me reasons to complain, he was a very good husband, very good in bed, and we made crazy things where I was complicit, we traveled to Europe, Central America, had fun at nude beaches, and why not, sometimes he paid for some prostitute of the moment to improvise some threesome with my approval, there weren't many opportunities, but always girls, because my husband couldn't bear to imagine someone else touching me.
But the crystal castle where I lived broke in an instant... Good part of the money my husband earned was ill-gotten, murky accounts, corrupt businesses and he was just one more cog in the putrid machinery of government, and I couldn't reproach him, honestly it was too much money and I never asked where it came from, no matter how suspicious it seemed, I preferred to close my eyes and enjoy the opulence.
Ezequiel, in the power chain, wasn't big enough to withstand the blows of the media and justice, but neither was he small enough to pay the bills. It all happened quickly, orders from above, they had to dismantle the entire corruption network, they found some scapegoats and we, like many others, had to disappear from the city and start again somewhere else, where no one knew us.
We moved over 800 kilometers, we didn't have a choice, the arrangements were already made, a new and beautiful house that had been bought in advance, I had no voice or vote, only understanding and accepting that the second option was much worse than the one I had before my eyes.
Time had passed, for us, we had to cut expenses, be more frugal, reserved, with a low profile, not draw attention. Ezequiel continued working in a state-owned company, but in a simple paperwork position. My small children were already grown, Ariel still followed his studies as an accountant and Benja was starting his career as a lawyer, Lara the oldest didn't come with us, she already had her own love, her own home, her own life and we let her continue on her way.
But things wouldn't be the same again, it wasn't easy for me to leave my princess castle, with an austere life, I spent hours and hours exercising, my body of a femme fatale was perhaps the only thing that remained, but I no longer had anyone to seduce, my husband seemed... Bore myself with me and something similar happened to me, making love for thirty years with the same person was like making love with carbon paper, one copy after another, all predictable.
The house was too big for me alone because they had their obligations, but I didn't have anything to do that would fill my time.
Axel was one of the many boys from my new neighborhood, a young man from middle class, poor guy, who in my old life would only give him the car keys so he could park it somewhere, he was tall, almost 6 feet, with hair between blonde and brown and honey-colored eyes, his body looked very muscular and with large tattoos typical of his age, he was one of the first to establish a relationship with my sons since he had roughly the same age as them, he was the only child and helped his parents with daily expenses by doing small household repairs.
There was a significant topic that didn't pass unnoticed for me, my marital bedroom had a large sliding window that gave onto the backyard patio, an enormous green lawn. On the other side of the partition wall, Axel's house stood, small and built on two floors, I knew his bedroom in the second floor gave directly onto our patio.
From my room, I could see clearly what was happening in his, it was rare but his silhouette would draw itself again and again behind the window and I assumed that if I could see, he could too and this situation could be dangerous for a milf trying to reinvent her life without success.
I had a daily encounter with that boy, whether because I was with my sons or because I crossed him on the street or for whatever reason. That young man really made himself very attractive to my eyes and I felt like he also looked at me with desire, despite our age difference, despite being a serious and respected woman, but only feeling his honey-colored eyes on me would make my skin prickle.
It was game of veiled seduction between a baby who didn't know how to face me and a woman who had never been unfaithful to her husband
For all the neighborly relationship, friendship with my children, maintenance tasks, no one noticed that we changed our WhatsApp numbers at some point, my own husband had suggested it, but of course, it came in a combo with several numbers from other neighbors as well.
One night, after dinner, we went to bed, Ezequiel was reading a book by candlelight, I was just playing with my phone on my side, I glanced out the window, we hadn't closed the curtains yet and the sliding windows were open, letting in the freshness of the outside air, in the darkness of the night, the faint light from my neighbor's room made me imagine he would be doing
I got brave and wrote to him, like a teenager asking about some appliances I had to repair, any excuse to start a conversation, he responded right away, only giving us permission to chat on WhatsApp, and one thing led to another, we were close but far apart, at some point I asked
Axel, how can it be that a guy as handsome as you doesn't have a girlfriend?
It's just that the girls my age are all silly... I'm not interested in silly girls
Ah yes? And what kind of women do you like?
I find older women with experience, who have lived life, interesting and intriguing, get it?
Older, older... how old?
The conversation suddenly turned to a tone of mutual seduction
Let's say, fifty is a very good age
Yes? Look at you... and do you have one in sight?
Yes, there's a woman who drives me crazy, she's beautiful, but she doesn't know it.
And why don't you tell her?
It's because she's married, and besides, I'm friends with her sons...
I was all wet in that game and a perverse laugh escaped my lips unintentionally
Much laughter! - exclaimed my husband, alerted by the situation - who knows? Don't be stupid, I replied to get out of the situation - girls, you know how they are... Axel's messages kept coming in, but I had to disconnect the Wi-Fi signal to cut it off, Ezequiel put down his book and glasses next to him to read closely, it was time for bed, I told him it was hot, that we should leave the large window open, he only turned off the light and bid me goodnight with a soft kiss on my lips. I couldn't see anything anymore, just the light in the distance of Axel's room and I could barely handle what I felt, excitement, my imagination was flying, it was too hot, I went to get my husband, directly down and searched under his underwear, started to masturbate him and started to suck him off, he showed surprise, didn't see it coming, but slowly gave in to the games of my tongue on his penis, he was caressing my hair and pushing me towards a deeper penetration. I made him adjust according to my whim, he had no idea what was behind all this, but everything functioned perfectly in my head, I went to ride him, my ass pointing straight at the window where I imagined Axel would get excited looking, but it was just my imagination since we were in absolute darkness, I only ran my thong and ate myself whole, until the end, started jumping like possessed, putting my big tits in my husband's mouth, clawing his chest with my nails, pressing my lips to not scream, since our kids were sleeping in the adjacent room, and damn, how to describe the pleasure passing through my head, because it was that, not the sex of my thirty years of couplehood that motivated me, but the lust of dreaming about Axel on the other side, masturbating with the photo of my tasty ass I gave him. I only stopped when I felt Ezequiel's juices filling my sex, it had been a long time since we'd had so many orgasms together and he was surprised by my unexpected behavior, while adjusting his thong in the darkness he whispered still entangled in his excitement breathing
Gabriela, what's wrong with you? Are you going through a second adolescence?
I didn't respond, I just curled up beside her, maybe, maybe I was going through a second adolescence, only it wouldn't have pleased him to know the reason.
CONTINUARA
If you liked this story, you can write me with title SECOND ADOLESCENCE at dulces.placeres@live.com
http://www.poringa.net/posts/imagenes/4084661/Mi-amada-esposa.html
No te vas a arrepentir
SEGUNDA ADOLESCENCIA
Parte 1 de 3
It was the 1980s, I was a voluptuous teenager very well-endowed, attractive, you know, large breasts, great booty, standing out from the rest of my friends due to my privileged physique.Despite that, since childhood I had been anxious about my tendency towards obesity, always being at the limit and already for that reason, I would go day by day to a gym in the area, knowing that I was investing in my future, to keep myself in shape for tomorrow, always being very flirtatious and falling in love with my figure. I loved the gym, spending hours doing a little bit of everything and those days were not as popular as they are today, and less so for girls, it was rare to see me lifting weights surrounded by men.
It was when life crossed paths with Ezequiel, one of the many boys who hung around, I had already had my eye on him for some time, he had a good build, a sexy masculine appearance, in those days he wore long hair and striking sideburns, Eze was an assiduous student of martial arts, taekwondo in particular, and while I lifted weights at one end, his oriental postures at the other extreme of the place always attracted me discreetly.
He was several years older, had passed twenty, but we understood each other very well, he was a gentleman on our first date and I fell deeply in love with him.
An unplanned pregnancy surprised us when I wasn't yet prepared, nor was he, at that time he was studying parallel courses in accounting and law, and already working in a government agency and earning a good income, enough to support a family, for my part, I had to postpone my desire to study philosophy, a career that seemed to mark my future.
But the girl growing inside me took us down other paths, responsibilities changed, times changed, life had changed. counter, on the verge of becoming an attorney, ended up being nothing, but he was a skilled man, knew how to surround himself with important people, knew how to have contacts and knew how to open his own path, in no time he had passed to national customs dependencies with executive charge, touching the roots of the political power of the turn.
By my side, I never went back to studying, I went back to training very hard after childbirth, Ezequiel loved showing off his beautiful wife, and was as flattering as jealous, sickly jealous.
It didn't bother me, I liked that he would be jealous, and I knew he had a wife too alluring, but I was only hers.
Things were getting better day by day, I was in my second pregnancy when we moved from our apartment to a beautiful house, huge, our last model car arrived, started the pleasure trips, and more money than we could spend entered our home, Lara our little one started her studies at one of the most expensive private schools in the area, and with Ariel's arrival, our baby, we decided not to have any more children.
Not long after, life would surprise us again, I was pregnant once more, this time we hadn't sought it, but Benjamin, now yes, would be our third and last son.
Time went by, we already had a weekend house, we were members of the best social club in town, two cars, maid included, and everything seemed perfect.
Ezequiel didn't give me reasons to complain, he was a very good husband, very good in bed, and we made crazy things where I was complicit, we traveled to Europe, Central America, had fun at nude beaches, and why not, sometimes he paid for some prostitute of the moment to improvise some threesome with my approval, there weren't many opportunities, but always girls, because my husband couldn't bear to imagine someone else touching me.
But the crystal castle where I lived broke in an instant... Good part of the money my husband earned was ill-gotten, murky accounts, corrupt businesses and he was just one more cog in the putrid machinery of government, and I couldn't reproach him, honestly it was too much money and I never asked where it came from, no matter how suspicious it seemed, I preferred to close my eyes and enjoy the opulence.Ezequiel, in the power chain, wasn't big enough to withstand the blows of the media and justice, but neither was he small enough to pay the bills. It all happened quickly, orders from above, they had to dismantle the entire corruption network, they found some scapegoats and we, like many others, had to disappear from the city and start again somewhere else, where no one knew us.
We moved over 800 kilometers, we didn't have a choice, the arrangements were already made, a new and beautiful house that had been bought in advance, I had no voice or vote, only understanding and accepting that the second option was much worse than the one I had before my eyes.
Time had passed, for us, we had to cut expenses, be more frugal, reserved, with a low profile, not draw attention. Ezequiel continued working in a state-owned company, but in a simple paperwork position. My small children were already grown, Ariel still followed his studies as an accountant and Benja was starting his career as a lawyer, Lara the oldest didn't come with us, she already had her own love, her own home, her own life and we let her continue on her way.
But things wouldn't be the same again, it wasn't easy for me to leave my princess castle, with an austere life, I spent hours and hours exercising, my body of a femme fatale was perhaps the only thing that remained, but I no longer had anyone to seduce, my husband seemed... Bore myself with me and something similar happened to me, making love for thirty years with the same person was like making love with carbon paper, one copy after another, all predictable.
The house was too big for me alone because they had their obligations, but I didn't have anything to do that would fill my time.
Axel was one of the many boys from my new neighborhood, a young man from middle class, poor guy, who in my old life would only give him the car keys so he could park it somewhere, he was tall, almost 6 feet, with hair between blonde and brown and honey-colored eyes, his body looked very muscular and with large tattoos typical of his age, he was one of the first to establish a relationship with my sons since he had roughly the same age as them, he was the only child and helped his parents with daily expenses by doing small household repairs.
There was a significant topic that didn't pass unnoticed for me, my marital bedroom had a large sliding window that gave onto the backyard patio, an enormous green lawn. On the other side of the partition wall, Axel's house stood, small and built on two floors, I knew his bedroom in the second floor gave directly onto our patio.
From my room, I could see clearly what was happening in his, it was rare but his silhouette would draw itself again and again behind the window and I assumed that if I could see, he could too and this situation could be dangerous for a milf trying to reinvent her life without success.
I had a daily encounter with that boy, whether because I was with my sons or because I crossed him on the street or for whatever reason. That young man really made himself very attractive to my eyes and I felt like he also looked at me with desire, despite our age difference, despite being a serious and respected woman, but only feeling his honey-colored eyes on me would make my skin prickle.
It was game of veiled seduction between a baby who didn't know how to face me and a woman who had never been unfaithful to her husband
For all the neighborly relationship, friendship with my children, maintenance tasks, no one noticed that we changed our WhatsApp numbers at some point, my own husband had suggested it, but of course, it came in a combo with several numbers from other neighbors as well.
One night, after dinner, we went to bed, Ezequiel was reading a book by candlelight, I was just playing with my phone on my side, I glanced out the window, we hadn't closed the curtains yet and the sliding windows were open, letting in the freshness of the outside air, in the darkness of the night, the faint light from my neighbor's room made me imagine he would be doing
I got brave and wrote to him, like a teenager asking about some appliances I had to repair, any excuse to start a conversation, he responded right away, only giving us permission to chat on WhatsApp, and one thing led to another, we were close but far apart, at some point I asked
Axel, how can it be that a guy as handsome as you doesn't have a girlfriend?
It's just that the girls my age are all silly... I'm not interested in silly girls
Ah yes? And what kind of women do you like?
I find older women with experience, who have lived life, interesting and intriguing, get it?
Older, older... how old?
The conversation suddenly turned to a tone of mutual seduction
Let's say, fifty is a very good age
Yes? Look at you... and do you have one in sight?
Yes, there's a woman who drives me crazy, she's beautiful, but she doesn't know it.
And why don't you tell her?
It's because she's married, and besides, I'm friends with her sons...
I was all wet in that game and a perverse laugh escaped my lips unintentionally
Much laughter! - exclaimed my husband, alerted by the situation - who knows? Don't be stupid, I replied to get out of the situation - girls, you know how they are... Axel's messages kept coming in, but I had to disconnect the Wi-Fi signal to cut it off, Ezequiel put down his book and glasses next to him to read closely, it was time for bed, I told him it was hot, that we should leave the large window open, he only turned off the light and bid me goodnight with a soft kiss on my lips. I couldn't see anything anymore, just the light in the distance of Axel's room and I could barely handle what I felt, excitement, my imagination was flying, it was too hot, I went to get my husband, directly down and searched under his underwear, started to masturbate him and started to suck him off, he showed surprise, didn't see it coming, but slowly gave in to the games of my tongue on his penis, he was caressing my hair and pushing me towards a deeper penetration. I made him adjust according to my whim, he had no idea what was behind all this, but everything functioned perfectly in my head, I went to ride him, my ass pointing straight at the window where I imagined Axel would get excited looking, but it was just my imagination since we were in absolute darkness, I only ran my thong and ate myself whole, until the end, started jumping like possessed, putting my big tits in my husband's mouth, clawing his chest with my nails, pressing my lips to not scream, since our kids were sleeping in the adjacent room, and damn, how to describe the pleasure passing through my head, because it was that, not the sex of my thirty years of couplehood that motivated me, but the lust of dreaming about Axel on the other side, masturbating with the photo of my tasty ass I gave him. I only stopped when I felt Ezequiel's juices filling my sex, it had been a long time since we'd had so many orgasms together and he was surprised by my unexpected behavior, while adjusting his thong in the darkness he whispered still entangled in his excitement breathing
Gabriela, what's wrong with you? Are you going through a second adolescence?
I didn't respond, I just curled up beside her, maybe, maybe I was going through a second adolescence, only it wouldn't have pleased him to know the reason.
CONTINUARA
If you liked this story, you can write me with title SECOND ADOLESCENCE at dulces.placeres@live.com
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