Su mejor amiga. No sé porqué, pero si el cómo. IV.

Twenty minutes remained until lunchtime and I left to buy something. At the same hour as our last encounters, we would meet at the office door. On my way back, from the other block away, I saw Maca in a tremendous dress. The day was hot, 28 degrees, and in the capital of Argentina, the asphalt elevated it quite a bit. As I approached, I slowly ran my eyes over her entire body. Her toenails, her completely worked calves, her knees that were strangely perfect, what the hell was happening to me? I don't know, but my eyes kept going, and now they were imagining her legs, which were already covered by the dress and her hips, which were well-defined and a subtle cleavage, still showing a little of that curvature that breasts make. - Finally, dear! - She approached me and greeted me with a kiss and half-hug. What tasty perfume, what aroma... to her. - You don't know the mess I got into buying! And that's even though I left earlier, but okay. One of the guys told me that this place is always full of people, I didn't believe him, there must be at least twenty places around here. - Twenty places around here... - I whispered, with a slight smile.

We went up the stairs, crossed the hallway and to our surprise, today there were more people than usual. Among them, my colleague who recommended this healthy or light food place, which I don't know. - This is ridiculous... - I commented, looking for some space to see. - Look! There's a spot. – She pointed it out with her finger and we started approaching, uh, they've already taken that one. We thought about giving up and ending up in one of the other spaces the building has, but the day deserved something else. - Let's have a picnic... - I said, smiling and not leaving room for refusal, I started walking towards one of the ends where there was a tree providing shade. We sat down and I began to take out the things. - I should have brought something else to make a picnic... - She added, timidly, holding her dress so it wouldn't show anything. - Uh! You're right. - I knew it already but unconsciously, I needed to see more. – Come from this side.- I stood up so she would be facing the wall and I would be facing all the tables. We repositioned ourselves and I prepared again to take things out. – But still, I'm not going to stop risking that someone sees me. – She started laughing at me. I was left speechless. – Well... it could be possible if that someone is here. – I wiggled my eye. However, since she sat down, I didn't miss any opportunity to know better, or rather to see. – Ha ha! It's true that we didn't really see each other...- I need to tell this part, being as honest as possible. My thoughts began to change abruptly. I didn't leave behind all my previous thoughts, but since Pauli was more fiery, my excitement increased. However, something else was bothering me, you know when you sense that something is happening but you're not entirely sure what it is? Well, something like that. I knew I had to enjoy it, but sometimes it cost me to stay on track. Yes, I'm talking about Macarena. I had a mix of guilt and adrenaline eating away at my head. Not to mention those two red flags. – And this isn't bad, right? – I asked while eating one of the powerful salads I brought. – No, for me it's great. It's even better that you went to a specific place...- – I was referring to our meetings...- – No, well... no, it's not bad. It seems positive that we get along... Even if it's secretly.- We didn't say anything else. We ate and everything was already quite empty. Mauro, my partner, came over to greet us and ask if the place we recommended was good. Well, Mauro's intention was to flirt with her. Maca didn't give him the time of day and the guy ended up more offside than Wanchope Avila. – Well, I think it's time for me to leave...- She looked around. – And we're left alone! Ha ha!- – Bad! We know that at this hour, you have to come...- I replied automatically. – Ah! I can't believe it...- – No! That is, not Mal interpretes, it was a way of saying...- - No, no, no! Do you think this salad is more than the cutlet I brought for you?- Gesturing with her hand, she pointed to the remains, ironically. - Ah…- Relieved me. – I didn't say that, in fact, I still owe you.- I smiled. - You're right… Well, there will be another opportunity. – She stood up slowly and the universe gave me the most beautiful thing of the day. The dress rose with the impulse, went up showing her thighs, with that golden skin and continued rising until revealing a white lace thong that slipped timidly between the lips of her... pussy. And for better, visualize a strap on the right side when her hands managed to lower it. - Ah! I told you so! – She adjusted her dress. My cock stopped instantly and I had to cover it with empty salad packages. I was acting like an idiot, or that's how it was. - What?- - That everything was seen...- - Nah, don't worry about it. – It looked like I could, with my cock at a thousand. I don't have a huge cock, but something showed. - Si! Everything was seen, except for the fact that there was no one.- she smiled. - I'm here, me! Don't ignore me…- - But you said you weren't here.- wiggled an eye. – Besides, you said you didn't see...- - … or maybe...- I whispered, begging her to listen. - Good... estem...- looked around everywhere. - … what a moment...- whispered. I was overcome with shame, why did I say that? Am I so hot that I can't control it? - Goodbye.- She quickly kissed me on the cheek and left. There wasn't time for deep thoughts. I ran to the bathroom, locked myself in a stall, lowered my pants, closed my eyes and started jacking off desperately, imagining Macarena. That round ass and those thighs, and surely that little pussy... Is it Rosadita? Does she have dark lips? It's definitely Rosadita and I bit my lips, jacking off desperately. Her tits, how will they be? What does it matter! I already imagine her, well slutty, sucking like a slut, much more slutty than Pauli. That ass! I want that... ass, I need it and imagine it until cum and get exhausted on the toilet. Returned to my job position and continued my shift. I was wrong, terribly wrong. The off-topic comment would have taken me away from her and masturbation made me discover myself a little more.

That night, I arrived home and Pauli wasn't there. I fell asleep, even without eating. At midnight, I heard the door. - love... - I responded with my eyes half-closed. - Are you very sleepy? - I nodded with my head. - What a shame... - Why? - Pauli took my hand and led it to her thigh, touched her thong, and it was lace. I sighed and closed my eyes. - I have a craving for something... - Where do you come from so hot? - I came from encounters with the girls and the professor... - She started to moan while taking off her thong and ordering me to touch her clitoris. - Why are you so hot? - Do you want to know what crazy thing I did? - I was nervous, nodded. - Don't get angry, but I parked the car here at the corner where it's dark, do you see? - Yes... - She continued touching herself. - I was about to get out and when I grabbed the keys I saw the old man from the building next door on the balcony... - And? - I didn't know what was true or not, but my cock was exploding. - And I stayed a bit in the car and started touching myself, imagining that I was being seen... - She twisted around. - Were you seeing me? - I don't know, but I lifted my skirt and a little of my legs, touching myself a lot down there. I never did it before, but I ended up doing a lot... - She smiled, mischievous, biting her lower lip hard. - You feel hot... - I want to play... I need to play... - She said, lowering my boxer and starting to kiss my cock. - What do you want? - I want you to call me with an old man's name and make love to me without us seeing each other... - Ah... - ...and talk to me... - And how do you want me to call you? - She was sucking my cock slowly and starting to climb up. - I want you to call me... Raúl... - She put her cock in and moaned silently. – no... better... Fermín, Don Fermín. - Good, and I want you to call me Ma... - I did a ... Silence, closing my eyes, while it moved over my cock. - María? – - No…- - Macarena? – I didn't say anything and grabbed her by the waist to catch her - Turn around, girl!- I ordered, pulling her off me. - Yes, Don Fermín.- she replied and turned her back on me. She started jumping over my cock and screaming with pleasure. - Ah, sir!- - I've always wanted to screw you, slut ! - Ahh, sir! I always see you when I get out of the shower!- - Yes, slut , I jerk off thinking about you- - Ay! I'm done, I'm done! – she started squeezing me with her thighs. - Ay! Agh, Don Fermín, do you think about me a lot?!- - Yes, slut , I imagine your ass…- I closed my eyes and brought my hand to her hole. - If so? Does he imagine how it makes me feel?- - Yes…- Maca... Pauli, Pauli! I arched my back and grabbed the hand that was near her ass and started making pressure with a finger. It went in easily and quickly, and I started screwing her. - Like this?! Like this is imagined?!- She moved so that my finger slid perfectly inside. - Yes, slut !- - I'm done, I'm done!- - Me too!- - Suck me, sir, suck me!- - Yes, Miss Macarena! – I put my finger all the way to the bottom of her ass and finished with all my might while she was making pressure downwards, twisting over me. She came out and left me exhausted on the bed. Pauli did the same thing, but to my surprise he came up to my cock and sucked it for an instant. - I loved the game...- he smiled and put his whole mouth in it. - Me too…- I pulled my head back. - But we need to improve the names, je.- He went to the bathroom, laughing. Was it a warning? Did Macarena say something? I don't know, the truth is that the day had surpassed me in heat. I didn't ask any questions, nor did I know if all that previous was real.

Three weeks passed. No news from Macarena. The first days scared me, but with Pauli everything was normal, so I gave it no importance.

It was Tuesday, we had to go see a salon for the wedding. Work, a mess, change of season. My cell phone rang, Damn Facebook notifications. *Italic bold* Macarena Avalos wants to send you a messageI smile because this still hasn't ended.

4 comentários - Su mejor amiga. No sé porqué, pero si el cómo. IV.

me lei todos, me gusta como va la historia, me atrapo
EFENEPE +1
¡Gracias! Voy a intentar subir una más hoy.
+10! Me leí los 4 caps de un tirón, se espera el siguiente. Muy copados