In those days Pauli was weird. I, for my part, started to assimilate the feeling of having a double life. I didn't feel comfortable but let it transcend in my mind. The week went by filled with work. There wasn't even time to breathe. It was just getting home and sleeping. By Friday at noon, everything was already free. I sighed at my desk and stopped looking perplexed at the screen. I couldn't see what was in front of me but at the same time, I imagined Pauli on the balcony, exposing herself, Am I becoming a pervert or am I really trying to clear my guilt? Do I feel guilty? I don't know! I couldn't define it. However, for my luck, I was stuck to the desk and my erection couldn't be seen. I think I had decided. YO: love... PAULI: Life, how are you? YO: Luckily, the heavy work is over. Jaja PAULI: That's good, love! YO: I want us to have something tasty for dinner and take a wine, do you like it? PAULI: I love the idea, sushi? YO: Go ahead! PAULI: I love you! YO: I'll be there around dinner time. Left my phone, I had decided. It was time to know, to get to know myself, to... Did I tell her I loved her? No... Took me five minutes to realize. Grabbed the phone. Stopped talking. Put it back down. Sighed and assumed my moment of heat.
During the afternoon, I talked to Macarena like every day to see how she was doing. She told me some things about herself and when she started asking about Pauli, I decided to go back to work and advance things for next week. I put myself in a state where I didn't want to but couldn't blame her. She was my friend and somehow the remorse was eating away at her. Well... I was the husband and ultimately...
It was seven o'clock. I left for home, knowing that being Friday, it would take longer than usual. I arrived and Pauli was changing. She asked me to get dressed as if we were going out for dinner. Honestly, almost cancelled my plan because my weekly exhaustion was greater but passing through the room, she radiated. a very short dress, stuck to her body. I had never seen it before. She put on some heels that stopped at her Booty and I'm not lying, she was extremely excited. I took a bath, she prepared the dining room table, which we never use. Yes, the one in front of the balcony.
We ate like a normal couple. We laughed at things, talked about others. We avoided talking about marriage, it overwhelmed us a bit. The hours passed, and how the wine bottles disappeared.
-You're very sexy...-
I said, with my voice broken by the alcohol.
-Vos también. ja, ja...-
She winked at me, holding her cup in her hand, laughing. Obviously, drunk. I moved the chair closer and started touching her leg. Softly, rubbing my fingers along her knee. She continued smiling, pretending to take a sip, looking somewhere else.
-What's going on?-
I searched for her eyes.
-I'm drunk. Je.
She smiled and gave me a kiss. She tried to get up, but I stopped her. She collapsed instantly, again between laughter.
-Stay here, we're fine, okay.- I looked at the balcony and smiled.
-Ja, ja. I'm drunk but not today.
I grabbed her face and kissed her with passion. My heart started beating, almost at the same rhythm as when I was with Macarena, but this time, I wasn't thinking of her.
-I didn't say anything...-
I replied, bringing my hand to her right thigh and making a little force so she could feel it, so she would know I was determined.
-Ah, no?-
She moved away, with a smile.
-Then let's go to bed.- She tried to stand up again.
-I sat her down this time, with more force.
-Today I'm in charge.-
I replied, firm. Moving my hand closer to her pussy. We started kissing desperately. We were two teenagers again, but in a version we had never been before.
I stood up and turned off the light. It was 3:30 am.
-Come here.- I grabbed her hand and took her out to the balcony.
-What are you doing?-
She whispered, while I stayed behind her, kissing her neck.
-Do you think I forgot about what happened the other day?
-What are you talking about?-
She looked at me, moving away from my neck. What we did at the old man's house...- Surprisingly, Pauli moved forward, annoyed. - What's up?- I replied, approaching to kiss her. - Nothing... - She dodged my kisses. - Pauli... What's up?- I took her by the face so she could see me. - I don't want us to keep playing this game, Juan. - - Did something happen?- She pulled away and went inside, taking my hand. - Okay, let's stay in bed.- - Tell me what happened.- - Nothing, love. Okay...- She dodged my gaze and I didn't know if it was fear, excitement, jealousy, shame or a multitude of feelings but something was twisting my stomach. I insisted and after an instant and the air was thick with uncertainty, she sighed deeply. - Nothing. After what we did the other day, which was beautiful but crazy, like I couldn't stop thinking about it and touched myself imagining. - She looked at me. - How?- I asked, surprised because she never confessed that she had touched herself before. - No, wait!- Almost interrupting me. - I didn't touch myself thinking of Lucio, but the situation.- - Lucio?- - Yes, sir. Lucio.- - I didn't know you knew him.- I was still more surprised. - Yes, it's just that... Don't get angry, okay? But I need to be honest.- Those words be honest like an impunity, a permission. However, I needed to know more. - Tell me.- - Well, the thing is that Lucio and I have known each other for quite some time because he had an accident and I helped him with his shopping. He's like me, kind of nice. I saw him and started helping him out.- - And?- - Nothing, you started this game and these days I went to help...- - What else is there? Why didn't you tell me?- She started getting nervous, moving her legs. - Nothing... That because you were going to think I was a fool for helping someone unknown. I looked at her fixedly. - Tell me the truth because that's not a good excuse.- - Ah!- Tapped on the spot. - You're driving me crazy, Juan!- She moved away. - What? What do I have to do with it?- I approached before she could speak, something was happening that I didn't know what it was. - I started to get turned on with the situation and I found myself carrying bags for him the other day. Up the stairs, he behind me, I noticed my dress. After a long time, I understood that I was a Pelotuda! He stayed back to see me undress from under the dress, or so I think... It was hot around there...
I didn't know if I should scold him for wanting to make me feel guilty, if he really hadn't noticed or... I don't know, but I decided to get closer, move two chairs near the balcony and have him sit down. My hand went back to his leg.
-And then?-
-I'm not angry, but it got hot there and I went to leave the bags in the kitchen and thought just the moment where I should leave them. I thought and knew I should put them upstairs so it would be easier for him, but I left them on the floor, with him, again behind.
-My hand approached his crotch, felt a soft fabric, of cotton. I started touching his clitoris over the thong, his breathing accelerated slowly. -And?-
-And... Ah, Juan! Sorry...
-What did you do?-
-Nothing... I swear, I swear that nothing but...-
He made that whole pause that mixed morbidness with excitement and uncertainty about knowing the truth.
-I bent down and stayed for a second, as if adjusting the bags, with him behind me, knowing he was looking at me. Knowing he had the image of my ass.
-Then?-
-Sorry... love... Sorry.
-Preferring to know the whole truth.
-Agh... Buee... Okay...
He arched up with my hand on his pussy, feeling how wet it was. -And Lucio laughed then. I looked ahead, as if nothing was happening. He laughed without moving and told me he could bring them upstairs and arrange them on the table because it was hard for him. I... I didn't turn around, said I was stupid for forgetting and he said it didn't matter. He stayed there and sorry but opened my legs a little like this...
He opened them a bit more and my cock exploded. I think I was about to cum. I kept touching her and she had her head back, moaning with pleasure.
-What did you do, Pauli?-
-Nothing... Nothing... I swear... that nothing. I just stayed there, showing my thong and...- - What did you have on?- I asked impulsively. - What?- she was surprised, I think that's like me, didn't think. -What thong were you wearing...- - a white one, finished...- - The one that goes into the use of the word: pussy and is seen when you get wet...- I ran my finger over the thong and started licking it. - Yes... Sorry but I swear I didn't realize until I got home.- - Then...- I was walking away every now and then, - Then I saw your thong well inserted in the use of the word: pussy and wet.- - I don't know... Ah, kept going... Kept going...- She took my head and pressed me against her use of the word: pussy. - What else happened...- I whispered between fluids. - Nothing... I settled everything and felt something pass next to me and rubbed my leg, maybe by chance but I was there, committed, what if it touched me? What if it did something?- I told her, interrupted, half-delirious. - Did it do anything?- - Ugh... No...- - Would you have liked it?- I asked and she interrupted me instantly. - Ugh... Stop, give me a little more...- She started to arch, desperate. She was trembling and pressing my head. I stopped in front of her. I asked her to stand in front of me. - What are you doing?- - Get down- No sound came out. She wasn't saying anything. Neither was I. - Opened my legs a little.- - Love... No...- I interrupted her. - What's going on? Does the old man do it and not me?- She didn't say anything, she obeyed me. I unbuttoned my pants. Lifted her skirt a bit. Her ass was at my mercy. - Would you have liked Lucio to do this?- I touched her ass with my index finger, ran between her glutes. - Did you want this, slut?- I started to undo myself, in front of her silence. I got close to the chair, right next to her ass. I opened her butt cheeks. - What did you want me to do?- I buried my face in her ass and started eating it wildly. She was moaning but not saying anything, enduring that I put my tongue in, pushing her. I positioned myself behind her. Ran my finger over the thong and opened her butt cheeks. She was all wet. - Would you have liked Lucio to support you like this with his cock?- I put it in the ass and started applying pressure. - Eh? Don't you say anything, slut? - - Sorry, love... - she whispered, almost sobbing. - I didn't say anything to you. You asked me something, slut, what did you want me to touch your ass? Did you want me to eat it? - - No love... Please, no... - I continued applying pressure to her ass. - Slowly... - She was whispering between sobs and excitement, I could feel it. - Then what did you want? Did you want me to suck your pussy? Tell me what you wanted! - I started putting it in. She was spitting and pushing. - Slowly! Please, love... - - Tell me what you wanted... - I was out of control. - Nothing, I don't know, I was excited, sorry love... It slipped out of my hands but do it slowly. - I spat again and reduced the pressure, starting to make slow in-and-out movements. - Do you know what I want? - I said, taking her to the balcony door and guiding her hand to touch herself while continuing to hold onto her ass. - What do you want from me, love? - - I want you to come back and do it again, slut. - I whispered in her ear. - What? No love, I'm not going anymore. - If that's what you want, slut. You want me to put my mouth between your legs. - She started getting faster. - No love... Ahh... Ahh... love, ahh... Come on, finish... - - You're going to come back with the thong well inserted in your pussy like you like it and you'll open your legs wider... - - Is that what you want? Do you want me to see your pussy and ass better? - She was moaning with each thrust and touching herself faster. - Do you want him to see you with the string well inserted in your pussy and those lips all wet, slut? - - Ahh! Do you want that? Do you want to show me my open bum, papi? I'm done! Keep going! - In less than a minute, I felt it was over and I entered a little more to empty myself inside her ass. I collapsed on her back. My cock was pulsating inside her ass. The ecstasy surpassed us. Slowly I got up. She went to the bathroom. I stayed sitting down, taking what was left of the wine, were we getting out of... Hands or was it the beginning? Or I don't know well what this was. What's clear is that it didn't seem like the time to talk about it. She got out, naked. She gave me her back and arched a bit. - Look how you left me. - She laughed, opening herself up. - Beautifully you left me...- - And was it true? - She stopped and started walking towards the room, still wearing her heels. PD: I know I abandoned the story. It were very hard economic times. They are still being so. I'm trying to get back and hopefully at some point can monetize it, obviously for donors! We'll see what you think. Thanks for everything and sorry for so little.
During the afternoon, I talked to Macarena like every day to see how she was doing. She told me some things about herself and when she started asking about Pauli, I decided to go back to work and advance things for next week. I put myself in a state where I didn't want to but couldn't blame her. She was my friend and somehow the remorse was eating away at her. Well... I was the husband and ultimately...
It was seven o'clock. I left for home, knowing that being Friday, it would take longer than usual. I arrived and Pauli was changing. She asked me to get dressed as if we were going out for dinner. Honestly, almost cancelled my plan because my weekly exhaustion was greater but passing through the room, she radiated. a very short dress, stuck to her body. I had never seen it before. She put on some heels that stopped at her Booty and I'm not lying, she was extremely excited. I took a bath, she prepared the dining room table, which we never use. Yes, the one in front of the balcony.
We ate like a normal couple. We laughed at things, talked about others. We avoided talking about marriage, it overwhelmed us a bit. The hours passed, and how the wine bottles disappeared.
-You're very sexy...-
I said, with my voice broken by the alcohol.
-Vos también. ja, ja...-
She winked at me, holding her cup in her hand, laughing. Obviously, drunk. I moved the chair closer and started touching her leg. Softly, rubbing my fingers along her knee. She continued smiling, pretending to take a sip, looking somewhere else.
-What's going on?-
I searched for her eyes.
-I'm drunk. Je.
She smiled and gave me a kiss. She tried to get up, but I stopped her. She collapsed instantly, again between laughter.
-Stay here, we're fine, okay.- I looked at the balcony and smiled.
-Ja, ja. I'm drunk but not today.
I grabbed her face and kissed her with passion. My heart started beating, almost at the same rhythm as when I was with Macarena, but this time, I wasn't thinking of her.
-I didn't say anything...-
I replied, bringing my hand to her right thigh and making a little force so she could feel it, so she would know I was determined.
-Ah, no?-
She moved away, with a smile.
-Then let's go to bed.- She tried to stand up again.
-I sat her down this time, with more force.
-Today I'm in charge.-
I replied, firm. Moving my hand closer to her pussy. We started kissing desperately. We were two teenagers again, but in a version we had never been before.
I stood up and turned off the light. It was 3:30 am.
-Come here.- I grabbed her hand and took her out to the balcony.
-What are you doing?-
She whispered, while I stayed behind her, kissing her neck.
-Do you think I forgot about what happened the other day?
-What are you talking about?-
She looked at me, moving away from my neck. What we did at the old man's house...- Surprisingly, Pauli moved forward, annoyed. - What's up?- I replied, approaching to kiss her. - Nothing... - She dodged my kisses. - Pauli... What's up?- I took her by the face so she could see me. - I don't want us to keep playing this game, Juan. - - Did something happen?- She pulled away and went inside, taking my hand. - Okay, let's stay in bed.- - Tell me what happened.- - Nothing, love. Okay...- She dodged my gaze and I didn't know if it was fear, excitement, jealousy, shame or a multitude of feelings but something was twisting my stomach. I insisted and after an instant and the air was thick with uncertainty, she sighed deeply. - Nothing. After what we did the other day, which was beautiful but crazy, like I couldn't stop thinking about it and touched myself imagining. - She looked at me. - How?- I asked, surprised because she never confessed that she had touched herself before. - No, wait!- Almost interrupting me. - I didn't touch myself thinking of Lucio, but the situation.- - Lucio?- - Yes, sir. Lucio.- - I didn't know you knew him.- I was still more surprised. - Yes, it's just that... Don't get angry, okay? But I need to be honest.- Those words be honest like an impunity, a permission. However, I needed to know more. - Tell me.- - Well, the thing is that Lucio and I have known each other for quite some time because he had an accident and I helped him with his shopping. He's like me, kind of nice. I saw him and started helping him out.- - And?- - Nothing, you started this game and these days I went to help...- - What else is there? Why didn't you tell me?- She started getting nervous, moving her legs. - Nothing... That because you were going to think I was a fool for helping someone unknown. I looked at her fixedly. - Tell me the truth because that's not a good excuse.- - Ah!- Tapped on the spot. - You're driving me crazy, Juan!- She moved away. - What? What do I have to do with it?- I approached before she could speak, something was happening that I didn't know what it was. - I started to get turned on with the situation and I found myself carrying bags for him the other day. Up the stairs, he behind me, I noticed my dress. After a long time, I understood that I was a Pelotuda! He stayed back to see me undress from under the dress, or so I think... It was hot around there...
I didn't know if I should scold him for wanting to make me feel guilty, if he really hadn't noticed or... I don't know, but I decided to get closer, move two chairs near the balcony and have him sit down. My hand went back to his leg.
-And then?-
-I'm not angry, but it got hot there and I went to leave the bags in the kitchen and thought just the moment where I should leave them. I thought and knew I should put them upstairs so it would be easier for him, but I left them on the floor, with him, again behind.
-My hand approached his crotch, felt a soft fabric, of cotton. I started touching his clitoris over the thong, his breathing accelerated slowly. -And?-
-And... Ah, Juan! Sorry...
-What did you do?-
-Nothing... I swear, I swear that nothing but...-
He made that whole pause that mixed morbidness with excitement and uncertainty about knowing the truth.
-I bent down and stayed for a second, as if adjusting the bags, with him behind me, knowing he was looking at me. Knowing he had the image of my ass.
-Then?-
-Sorry... love... Sorry.
-Preferring to know the whole truth.
-Agh... Buee... Okay...
He arched up with my hand on his pussy, feeling how wet it was. -And Lucio laughed then. I looked ahead, as if nothing was happening. He laughed without moving and told me he could bring them upstairs and arrange them on the table because it was hard for him. I... I didn't turn around, said I was stupid for forgetting and he said it didn't matter. He stayed there and sorry but opened my legs a little like this...
He opened them a bit more and my cock exploded. I think I was about to cum. I kept touching her and she had her head back, moaning with pleasure.
-What did you do, Pauli?-
-Nothing... Nothing... I swear... that nothing. I just stayed there, showing my thong and...- - What did you have on?- I asked impulsively. - What?- she was surprised, I think that's like me, didn't think. -What thong were you wearing...- - a white one, finished...- - The one that goes into the use of the word: pussy and is seen when you get wet...- I ran my finger over the thong and started licking it. - Yes... Sorry but I swear I didn't realize until I got home.- - Then...- I was walking away every now and then, - Then I saw your thong well inserted in the use of the word: pussy and wet.- - I don't know... Ah, kept going... Kept going...- She took my head and pressed me against her use of the word: pussy. - What else happened...- I whispered between fluids. - Nothing... I settled everything and felt something pass next to me and rubbed my leg, maybe by chance but I was there, committed, what if it touched me? What if it did something?- I told her, interrupted, half-delirious. - Did it do anything?- - Ugh... No...- - Would you have liked it?- I asked and she interrupted me instantly. - Ugh... Stop, give me a little more...- She started to arch, desperate. She was trembling and pressing my head. I stopped in front of her. I asked her to stand in front of me. - What are you doing?- - Get down- No sound came out. She wasn't saying anything. Neither was I. - Opened my legs a little.- - Love... No...- I interrupted her. - What's going on? Does the old man do it and not me?- She didn't say anything, she obeyed me. I unbuttoned my pants. Lifted her skirt a bit. Her ass was at my mercy. - Would you have liked Lucio to do this?- I touched her ass with my index finger, ran between her glutes. - Did you want this, slut?- I started to undo myself, in front of her silence. I got close to the chair, right next to her ass. I opened her butt cheeks. - What did you want me to do?- I buried my face in her ass and started eating it wildly. She was moaning but not saying anything, enduring that I put my tongue in, pushing her. I positioned myself behind her. Ran my finger over the thong and opened her butt cheeks. She was all wet. - Would you have liked Lucio to support you like this with his cock?- I put it in the ass and started applying pressure. - Eh? Don't you say anything, slut? - - Sorry, love... - she whispered, almost sobbing. - I didn't say anything to you. You asked me something, slut, what did you want me to touch your ass? Did you want me to eat it? - - No love... Please, no... - I continued applying pressure to her ass. - Slowly... - She was whispering between sobs and excitement, I could feel it. - Then what did you want? Did you want me to suck your pussy? Tell me what you wanted! - I started putting it in. She was spitting and pushing. - Slowly! Please, love... - - Tell me what you wanted... - I was out of control. - Nothing, I don't know, I was excited, sorry love... It slipped out of my hands but do it slowly. - I spat again and reduced the pressure, starting to make slow in-and-out movements. - Do you know what I want? - I said, taking her to the balcony door and guiding her hand to touch herself while continuing to hold onto her ass. - What do you want from me, love? - - I want you to come back and do it again, slut. - I whispered in her ear. - What? No love, I'm not going anymore. - If that's what you want, slut. You want me to put my mouth between your legs. - She started getting faster. - No love... Ahh... Ahh... love, ahh... Come on, finish... - - You're going to come back with the thong well inserted in your pussy like you like it and you'll open your legs wider... - - Is that what you want? Do you want me to see your pussy and ass better? - She was moaning with each thrust and touching herself faster. - Do you want him to see you with the string well inserted in your pussy and those lips all wet, slut? - - Ahh! Do you want that? Do you want to show me my open bum, papi? I'm done! Keep going! - In less than a minute, I felt it was over and I entered a little more to empty myself inside her ass. I collapsed on her back. My cock was pulsating inside her ass. The ecstasy surpassed us. Slowly I got up. She went to the bathroom. I stayed sitting down, taking what was left of the wine, were we getting out of... Hands or was it the beginning? Or I don't know well what this was. What's clear is that it didn't seem like the time to talk about it. She got out, naked. She gave me her back and arched a bit. - Look how you left me. - She laughed, opening herself up. - Beautifully you left me...- - And was it true? - She stopped and started walking towards the room, still wearing her heels. PD: I know I abandoned the story. It were very hard economic times. They are still being so. I'm trying to get back and hopefully at some point can monetize it, obviously for donors! We'll see what you think. Thanks for everything and sorry for so little.
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