Many of you will have lived something because of the monotony and conformity that led us to the harsh consequences of reality or bad faith, which happened to me.
My name is Carmen and I'm 54 years old, married to Juan for 27 years and we have a beautiful family with my three sons aged 22, 19, and 13. The youngest one was born in Oaxaca in a Catholic family and I was raised following the teachings of being an old-fashioned person. My husband works on a construction site and is a wonderful person with excellent treatment towards my children and me, very dedicated and responsible. Despite having lived a life filled with good things, we have also gone through difficult times due to financial struggles caused by my husband's irregular work schedule, which sometimes includes one or two jobs per month. It was hard for us to make ends meet with our sons in school, so I started noticing my husband looking worried and thoughtful, which saddened me knowing how he felt. I expressed my support to him at all times and suggested we tighten our belts a bit more. One night while watching him take a coffee, I sat next to him and told him I wanted to help him find a job that would allow us to cover our expenses. He resisted the idea at first but eventually accepted my help on the condition that he could have more work in the future and be able to live more comfortably. I started checking out jobs between several options and was able to get one in an economical kitchen, so I told him about the job and the pay. just like the work environment accepted. In the economic kitchen, it consisted of the owner and her assistant, both older women with many eagerness to work, so I dedicated myself to the maximum to give that good impression and thus was the schedule comfortable from 1 pm to 8 pm, things that gave me time for my household chores and my children's duties, as well as being able to work hard, all day in the kitchen only making food and sometimes attending to both of us doing the same tasks like a young worker called Daniel, just 17 years old, who made deliveries at home. The boy was quiet and good people always with that good way of being, glued to his cell phone but still helped a lot. Sometimes I would stay outside of conversations with my colleagues because they talked about old times like their families and grandchildren, something I understood so Daniel had more approach towards me and could talk about everything a little bit from his studies, family, girlfriend, and things like boys' interests in social networks like music, it was always pleasant to chat among us and laugh at occurrences. The only problem that arose was taking transportation since sometimes I would spend waiting until an hour or more so Daniel offered to pick me up at my house and pay for the trip which he didn't accept and just laughed or told some joke as a good boy, he invited me to take him home to have coffee or eat so my husband got to know him and was very grateful already my family started to get to know him. Time passed and from being weeks it turned into three months and four, my husband seemed more relaxed now with the entry of money things that caught my attention to his change now he was more conformist, only eating and sitting on the couch to sleep we started having problems since sometimes I would arrive drunk and there were arguments because no money came in from his part at home, even coitus was nothing but repeated daily routine what made me arrive to think bad things about you... I didn't make a scandal and my escape was work and bringing money home for the family, I've always dressed modestly which made conversations in my workplace be like get yourself together, buy some clothes, woman, what do you do with your money? Always wearing loose clothes one time I had a strong sound in my head my boss gave me my weekly paycheck telling me to get myself together for the good of the work and yours will make a good impression, I understood that being a business meant having to be more conscious about how I dressed, Daniel seemed happy with the idea and both women wanted to see me differently, so after a while Daniel offered to take me to the plaza to buy clothes and I already had more salary since my boss had given me the opportunity to close the business for my colleague to leave a bit earlier, I had to close the business and between Daniel and me we finished the last details to hand over the keys to Doña Gloria the owner who after a long day would go up her feet in her room to relax... Walking to the plaza with Daniel's help and a little nervous but very grateful for his gesture, we entered the square, I could see lots of clothes many people from one side to the other observing shops many shops my priority was clothes Casimir some comfortable shoes for work while searching I observed Daniel wearing a pink dress quite nice I could observe his illusion in his eyes as well as the lost gaze, I approached him and said nice very nice he smiled expressing that he wanted to give it to his girlfriend a nice detail, he gave it to me I put it on in front of me and since it fit me liked it... Daniel started telling me take it you look good wear it, thought about why I don't use dresses much lately it will be comfortable continued searching for something comfortable in the shoe area when at meters away I saw Daniel running towards me with some shoes although beautiful seemed to be very high heels but I managed to say take them I'll buy them for you, they'll look good on you, it was impossible not to wear them all day and not occupy the daily newspaper between us discussing the topic and hurrying the assigned one to pay for the clothes, thanking Daniel for his gesture... That day I arrived like every other day, even though it was already night my husband didn't get up alone, my kids were doing homework some getting ready to sleep, I had nothing left but to go to my room and hang up the clothes, secure that I would wear them tomorrow I'd use them nervous because I hadn't enjoyed dressing up in a dress for a long time I was happy and anxious. The next day I proceeded to do my chores, bathe, put on some makeup, a little eyeliner, and without more putting on my new clothes, I must confess that when I saw myself in the mirror I liked what I saw even though it was a bit small if not too much, but very inside me I felt alive with a desire to show off a little.
But I liked what I saw for the first time in a long time I felt very feminine now nothing of my old and ugly clothes was something of a new change to give me that taste of being happy
I didn't have the courage to take public transportation like I used to, so I called a taxi. I felt a bit insecure after always being poorly dressed now I looked different while coming in the taxi, I could sense the gazes of neighbors some parents even friends who greeted me with a slightly annoyed gesture as I got into the taxi. The conductor didn't stop looking at me and asking me pointless questions, so I smiled and got out when we arrived, my friends congratulated me with a 'Wooo' Daniel saw me and seemed to be recovering that gaze he had when he first saw the dress I only managed to say that I looked good and fantastic, which was already good everyone was happy. The day went on at work and I felt fine even though there were piercing gazes at my back when I was doing things, the kitchen is metallic so sometimes when I'm facing away from it I can see Daniel looking at me at the bottom of the dress his gaze at my butt at the fold of the skirt I understood his fondness for being that way since he was a kid and thought about buying something similar for his girlfriend. I got to work and we finished the shift thanking Mrs. Gloria for her great help and kindness, I left smiling and Daniel waited for me with his hand so I could get on the motorcycle, not losing sight of my legs and I holding onto them not to show too much, putting a sweater over my legs and hugging him with fear of falling while we arrived, we talked when we got home. He invited me to eat like every day something that I wanted to say but wanted to go to his house to rest, I understood it had been a heavy workday, we kissed on the cheek and he waited for me to enter my residence. smiling but nothing was vanity... The days passed I had more confidence with Daniel and the routine of going to buy clothes was great we would pass by eating or having a coffee, buying clothes and preparing to get home.. Talking a bit about Daniel I'll say that I always looked at him as a little boy because having 17 years old, I knew he had problems since every time I saw him I noticed he was gloomy, worried and with a lot of anxiety... From so many times I asked him what was bothering him so much that it mortified him and it was his girlfriend, he cheated on her with someone known, the little I understood between tears opted to hug him and show him my support and it's that it broke my heart to see him like that, while we were eating his lost gaze, I spoke to him about different topics to make him forget but nothing... That day I remember it was Friday we got home and said goodbye with a hug, not long after setting dinner for my kids and my husband was walking around drunk sleeping in the living room I asked him things but he just wanted to keep sleeping, my kids had finished eating and sleeping so I went to my room and thinking about Daniel what would happen?? How would it go on?? I made a call in the middle of the night we talked about several topics until we touched on the topic of my way of dressing so that's what he liked, it caught my attention that he wasn't talking about his girlfriend anymore but about me something that calmed me down thinking that he would be better and not thinking about what was happening to him, I noticed that something wasn't telling me because his pauses were prolonged until he finally said tell me what you think?? and all he said is your way of dressing I like it as you are today and more so today you look beautiful react by saying yeah you're very nice boy taking confidence he asked if he could give a picture of today, never noticed anything bad since the conversation was fluid and in a very calm way so I said of course if that makes you feel good then I'll do it to make him feel good...
So with my confidence in the air and my full security, I set the timer on my cell phone making several poses and after several I decided to send him a kiss and thank him for making me feel very good. It took a moment and his message arrived making all kinds of compliments and flattery about my body saying I should dress like that because I'm a very attractive woman among other things... I, excited like a young girl, thanked him for his words and after so much he asked for another photo but from behind since according to the rearview mirror didn't help much so I, all excited by those kinds of compliments that my husband hadn't made me feel in years, said yes he was part of everything that was happening today and his help was grate.
Daniel continued with his caresses increasing, but now he was making my back and legs big and thick like he already made me notice with his words, being a 17-year-old boy I didn't see it badly for my sake since I had been years without receiving something from my husband, now the caresses were of a tender boy, the midnight wrapped us up in caresses towards my part as gratitude towards hers. Being very cunning and I foolish or well the truth is I didn't expect anything from him more than his conditional and moral support in work he sent me a photo.
With the description I'm flaunting my Bermuda shorts accompanied by some laughs, now we're equal... Upon seeing the photo, I immediately noticed that the lower part was obvious that that kid was standing with his package or I was going crazy making up ideas and it was only normal since in his slender and serious body it was obvious that that part called more attention to my eyes, I wanted to get closer and make it zoom, turn around, move away from the photo but it was obvious that something weird was happening... I didn't want to make up ideas and returned the compliment, your Bermuda shorts are pretty and comfortable. Very comfortable, I'll buy more and show them to you. In my head only the little kid was running around sending photos and thus I don't think... We kept talking, I wanted to avoid the topic and it kept coming back to me asking for another photo but now sitting down, I managed to say it's late already and it will soon be dawn ok
From girl to young woman and even as a mom I've always had a good body, I stay in shape very curvy and it was obvious that being so small the dress would fit even less when sitting down so I took the best possible option not to show more than necessary which didn't work out because Daniel told me in his messages... He liked my thighs, my legs even my visible underwear he apologized for everything said but if he said it was pointless to hide my pants on those curvy thighs.. I remained motionless not knowing what to do or how to react but I had every right always suffered from that and hid it but after so many years I'd forgotten about this detail that this kid made me remember, I apologized with rosy cheeks because I didn't know how to handle this topic with a child... The dialogues continued and I kept being cold towards this boy who has been gone for a while now, I stopped seeing myself as someone to be respected since he emphasized my body at all times, unable to take control of the moment and only reading his messages lowered my guard and he sent me another photo...
If I didn't know what to say or do, this was killing me, it had nailed the last nail in the coffin with that nonsense and if that's what I thought, then it's soooo in that little room, without knowing what to think and with the image on my phone giving me a headache, I stayed hypnotized, only listening to the messages arrive but not yet reading them, didn't stop contemplating that piece of meat.. And yeah, my body lost posture, doubled my thighs like it was telling me from the tips of my feet to my head, I felt boiling, my nipples started to itch and when I recovered my breath, I felt like cumming through them, my wet pants, hot legs, buzzing ears, sweaty hands and my eyes recovered the blinking of what had happened and that's because that little prick and those balls had me very hot, I took out my tongue and moved it in small, slow and weak ravages of the moment his cock was bigger than my husband's which not only doubled but tripled his age to this kid, his cock with some veins, very erect pointing towards the sky made me think how he got it not just yummy but precious never imagine seeing this before my eyes, I remembered the conversation, I left the photo and had many messages from all angles that can be imagined since exit and I have her standing for you and I want sex until I'm masturbating with my photos, my eyes opened to everything said by him and I recovered my sanity when I heard footsteps throughout the hall, it was definitely my husband who had woken up since it was already 6 am... I felt betrayed by my husband, my children, my family for doing this and losing respect for me in this way, I told him I didn't expect this from him, that I saw him as a son, that it couldn't be possible, that I didn't want to see him and that he would respect my family, he apologized many times and it annoyed me, so I ended up telling him I was leaving, turned off my phone, changed and left in great speed where my husband was on Saturday. And on Sunday, both days we wouldn't work so I could feel relief... I would have a lot of time to figure out how to get to work and be able to see him or in short avoid all kinds of things that involve me in my job when being with the ...
My name is Carmen and I'm 54 years old, married to Juan for 27 years and we have a beautiful family with my three sons aged 22, 19, and 13. The youngest one was born in Oaxaca in a Catholic family and I was raised following the teachings of being an old-fashioned person. My husband works on a construction site and is a wonderful person with excellent treatment towards my children and me, very dedicated and responsible. Despite having lived a life filled with good things, we have also gone through difficult times due to financial struggles caused by my husband's irregular work schedule, which sometimes includes one or two jobs per month. It was hard for us to make ends meet with our sons in school, so I started noticing my husband looking worried and thoughtful, which saddened me knowing how he felt. I expressed my support to him at all times and suggested we tighten our belts a bit more. One night while watching him take a coffee, I sat next to him and told him I wanted to help him find a job that would allow us to cover our expenses. He resisted the idea at first but eventually accepted my help on the condition that he could have more work in the future and be able to live more comfortably. I started checking out jobs between several options and was able to get one in an economical kitchen, so I told him about the job and the pay. just like the work environment accepted. In the economic kitchen, it consisted of the owner and her assistant, both older women with many eagerness to work, so I dedicated myself to the maximum to give that good impression and thus was the schedule comfortable from 1 pm to 8 pm, things that gave me time for my household chores and my children's duties, as well as being able to work hard, all day in the kitchen only making food and sometimes attending to both of us doing the same tasks like a young worker called Daniel, just 17 years old, who made deliveries at home. The boy was quiet and good people always with that good way of being, glued to his cell phone but still helped a lot. Sometimes I would stay outside of conversations with my colleagues because they talked about old times like their families and grandchildren, something I understood so Daniel had more approach towards me and could talk about everything a little bit from his studies, family, girlfriend, and things like boys' interests in social networks like music, it was always pleasant to chat among us and laugh at occurrences. The only problem that arose was taking transportation since sometimes I would spend waiting until an hour or more so Daniel offered to pick me up at my house and pay for the trip which he didn't accept and just laughed or told some joke as a good boy, he invited me to take him home to have coffee or eat so my husband got to know him and was very grateful already my family started to get to know him. Time passed and from being weeks it turned into three months and four, my husband seemed more relaxed now with the entry of money things that caught my attention to his change now he was more conformist, only eating and sitting on the couch to sleep we started having problems since sometimes I would arrive drunk and there were arguments because no money came in from his part at home, even coitus was nothing but repeated daily routine what made me arrive to think bad things about you... I didn't make a scandal and my escape was work and bringing money home for the family, I've always dressed modestly which made conversations in my workplace be like get yourself together, buy some clothes, woman, what do you do with your money? Always wearing loose clothes one time I had a strong sound in my head my boss gave me my weekly paycheck telling me to get myself together for the good of the work and yours will make a good impression, I understood that being a business meant having to be more conscious about how I dressed, Daniel seemed happy with the idea and both women wanted to see me differently, so after a while Daniel offered to take me to the plaza to buy clothes and I already had more salary since my boss had given me the opportunity to close the business for my colleague to leave a bit earlier, I had to close the business and between Daniel and me we finished the last details to hand over the keys to Doña Gloria the owner who after a long day would go up her feet in her room to relax... Walking to the plaza with Daniel's help and a little nervous but very grateful for his gesture, we entered the square, I could see lots of clothes many people from one side to the other observing shops many shops my priority was clothes Casimir some comfortable shoes for work while searching I observed Daniel wearing a pink dress quite nice I could observe his illusion in his eyes as well as the lost gaze, I approached him and said nice very nice he smiled expressing that he wanted to give it to his girlfriend a nice detail, he gave it to me I put it on in front of me and since it fit me liked it... Daniel started telling me take it you look good wear it, thought about why I don't use dresses much lately it will be comfortable continued searching for something comfortable in the shoe area when at meters away I saw Daniel running towards me with some shoes although beautiful seemed to be very high heels but I managed to say take them I'll buy them for you, they'll look good on you, it was impossible not to wear them all day and not occupy the daily newspaper between us discussing the topic and hurrying the assigned one to pay for the clothes, thanking Daniel for his gesture... That day I arrived like every other day, even though it was already night my husband didn't get up alone, my kids were doing homework some getting ready to sleep, I had nothing left but to go to my room and hang up the clothes, secure that I would wear them tomorrow I'd use them nervous because I hadn't enjoyed dressing up in a dress for a long time I was happy and anxious. The next day I proceeded to do my chores, bathe, put on some makeup, a little eyeliner, and without more putting on my new clothes, I must confess that when I saw myself in the mirror I liked what I saw even though it was a bit small if not too much, but very inside me I felt alive with a desire to show off a little.But I liked what I saw for the first time in a long time I felt very feminine now nothing of my old and ugly clothes was something of a new change to give me that taste of being happyI didn't have the courage to take public transportation like I used to, so I called a taxi. I felt a bit insecure after always being poorly dressed now I looked different while coming in the taxi, I could sense the gazes of neighbors some parents even friends who greeted me with a slightly annoyed gesture as I got into the taxi. The conductor didn't stop looking at me and asking me pointless questions, so I smiled and got out when we arrived, my friends congratulated me with a 'Wooo' Daniel saw me and seemed to be recovering that gaze he had when he first saw the dress I only managed to say that I looked good and fantastic, which was already good everyone was happy. The day went on at work and I felt fine even though there were piercing gazes at my back when I was doing things, the kitchen is metallic so sometimes when I'm facing away from it I can see Daniel looking at me at the bottom of the dress his gaze at my butt at the fold of the skirt I understood his fondness for being that way since he was a kid and thought about buying something similar for his girlfriend. I got to work and we finished the shift thanking Mrs. Gloria for her great help and kindness, I left smiling and Daniel waited for me with his hand so I could get on the motorcycle, not losing sight of my legs and I holding onto them not to show too much, putting a sweater over my legs and hugging him with fear of falling while we arrived, we talked when we got home. He invited me to eat like every day something that I wanted to say but wanted to go to his house to rest, I understood it had been a heavy workday, we kissed on the cheek and he waited for me to enter my residence. smiling but nothing was vanity... The days passed I had more confidence with Daniel and the routine of going to buy clothes was great we would pass by eating or having a coffee, buying clothes and preparing to get home.. Talking a bit about Daniel I'll say that I always looked at him as a little boy because having 17 years old, I knew he had problems since every time I saw him I noticed he was gloomy, worried and with a lot of anxiety... From so many times I asked him what was bothering him so much that it mortified him and it was his girlfriend, he cheated on her with someone known, the little I understood between tears opted to hug him and show him my support and it's that it broke my heart to see him like that, while we were eating his lost gaze, I spoke to him about different topics to make him forget but nothing... That day I remember it was Friday we got home and said goodbye with a hug, not long after setting dinner for my kids and my husband was walking around drunk sleeping in the living room I asked him things but he just wanted to keep sleeping, my kids had finished eating and sleeping so I went to my room and thinking about Daniel what would happen?? How would it go on?? I made a call in the middle of the night we talked about several topics until we touched on the topic of my way of dressing so that's what he liked, it caught my attention that he wasn't talking about his girlfriend anymore but about me something that calmed me down thinking that he would be better and not thinking about what was happening to him, I noticed that something wasn't telling me because his pauses were prolonged until he finally said tell me what you think?? and all he said is your way of dressing I like it as you are today and more so today you look beautiful react by saying yeah you're very nice boy taking confidence he asked if he could give a picture of today, never noticed anything bad since the conversation was fluid and in a very calm way so I said of course if that makes you feel good then I'll do it to make him feel good...So with my confidence in the air and my full security, I set the timer on my cell phone making several poses and after several I decided to send him a kiss and thank him for making me feel very good. It took a moment and his message arrived making all kinds of compliments and flattery about my body saying I should dress like that because I'm a very attractive woman among other things... I, excited like a young girl, thanked him for his words and after so much he asked for another photo but from behind since according to the rearview mirror didn't help much so I, all excited by those kinds of compliments that my husband hadn't made me feel in years, said yes he was part of everything that was happening today and his help was grate.Daniel continued with his caresses increasing, but now he was making my back and legs big and thick like he already made me notice with his words, being a 17-year-old boy I didn't see it badly for my sake since I had been years without receiving something from my husband, now the caresses were of a tender boy, the midnight wrapped us up in caresses towards my part as gratitude towards hers. Being very cunning and I foolish or well the truth is I didn't expect anything from him more than his conditional and moral support in work he sent me a photo.With the description I'm flaunting my Bermuda shorts accompanied by some laughs, now we're equal... Upon seeing the photo, I immediately noticed that the lower part was obvious that that kid was standing with his package or I was going crazy making up ideas and it was only normal since in his slender and serious body it was obvious that that part called more attention to my eyes, I wanted to get closer and make it zoom, turn around, move away from the photo but it was obvious that something weird was happening... I didn't want to make up ideas and returned the compliment, your Bermuda shorts are pretty and comfortable. Very comfortable, I'll buy more and show them to you. In my head only the little kid was running around sending photos and thus I don't think... We kept talking, I wanted to avoid the topic and it kept coming back to me asking for another photo but now sitting down, I managed to say it's late already and it will soon be dawn okFrom girl to young woman and even as a mom I've always had a good body, I stay in shape very curvy and it was obvious that being so small the dress would fit even less when sitting down so I took the best possible option not to show more than necessary which didn't work out because Daniel told me in his messages... He liked my thighs, my legs even my visible underwear he apologized for everything said but if he said it was pointless to hide my pants on those curvy thighs.. I remained motionless not knowing what to do or how to react but I had every right always suffered from that and hid it but after so many years I'd forgotten about this detail that this kid made me remember, I apologized with rosy cheeks because I didn't know how to handle this topic with a child... The dialogues continued and I kept being cold towards this boy who has been gone for a while now, I stopped seeing myself as someone to be respected since he emphasized my body at all times, unable to take control of the moment and only reading his messages lowered my guard and he sent me another photo...If I didn't know what to say or do, this was killing me, it had nailed the last nail in the coffin with that nonsense and if that's what I thought, then it's soooo in that little room, without knowing what to think and with the image on my phone giving me a headache, I stayed hypnotized, only listening to the messages arrive but not yet reading them, didn't stop contemplating that piece of meat.. And yeah, my body lost posture, doubled my thighs like it was telling me from the tips of my feet to my head, I felt boiling, my nipples started to itch and when I recovered my breath, I felt like cumming through them, my wet pants, hot legs, buzzing ears, sweaty hands and my eyes recovered the blinking of what had happened and that's because that little prick and those balls had me very hot, I took out my tongue and moved it in small, slow and weak ravages of the moment his cock was bigger than my husband's which not only doubled but tripled his age to this kid, his cock with some veins, very erect pointing towards the sky made me think how he got it not just yummy but precious never imagine seeing this before my eyes, I remembered the conversation, I left the photo and had many messages from all angles that can be imagined since exit and I have her standing for you and I want sex until I'm masturbating with my photos, my eyes opened to everything said by him and I recovered my sanity when I heard footsteps throughout the hall, it was definitely my husband who had woken up since it was already 6 am... I felt betrayed by my husband, my children, my family for doing this and losing respect for me in this way, I told him I didn't expect this from him, that I saw him as a son, that it couldn't be possible, that I didn't want to see him and that he would respect my family, he apologized many times and it annoyed me, so I ended up telling him I was leaving, turned off my phone, changed and left in great speed where my husband was on Saturday. And on Sunday, both days we wouldn't work so I could feel relief... I would have a lot of time to figure out how to get to work and be able to see him or in short avoid all kinds of things that involve me in my job when being with the ...
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