I stayed leaning on the railing of the balcony. I could imagine myself smoking because it was the typical photo, with my arms crossed and thinking. I wasn't listening to any noise, just the normal sounds of the street. Let me pause for a moment. I know we're looking for immediacy in the story, but I assure you that these pauses are necessary to understand what the hell was going on. Paula is up to something. I had no doubts about it, or maybe I didn't want to discover it. How could I judge her when things were happening with her best friend? In reality, yes, I knew! Something was breaking but did it happen before I proposed marriage to her? Possibly. At that instant, where in front of me Macarena was drawing the body of Paula on the neighboring buildings, I discovered that my partner and I were losing ourselves. Conversations weren't enough anymore and we were going our separate ways, although sex still united us. That furious, rabid sex that released tensions and allowed me to distance myself from everything like never before. Don't ask why, but my cock stopped thinking about how I had done her ass the night before.
I decided to go in, I think I was outside for about an hour. I prepared breakfast and brought it to bed. We greeted each other and the morning passed like any couple's, although in my mind I needed to know where everything was headed.
We went out to shop. Before I went to the bathroom and wrote to Macarena. I told her I would try to visit her house that afternoon. Luckily, she made it easier for me and replied that we'd see each other at lunch on Monday, as usual. I think it was an opportunity to dedicate a weekend to the couple. Knowing where we were going.
We started the tour and sometimes, in this grand city, the humidity can reach 100% even if you walk around in balls, you sweat like a condemned man. We went shopping in the neighborhood. Pauli is the one who usually does this routine so she knows exactly where provide us with food. Always friendly, she watched from the sidewalk, in a loose summer dress, ¿What is she wearing? She was smiling, drawing possible thong lines on her butt. After leaving one of the many stores, we stopped at the blessed cleaning house that's around the corner from our apartment. Again, at the door but with twenty-eight bags of different colors. A well-dressed man, but older, approached and asked if I was in line. I told him no, to go ahead. He entered, with some difficulty in his leg and almost normally, greeted Paula. My cock exploded. I didn't understand it then. She was covering it with the bags, trying to hide it, but I needed to know if he was him and what was real about everything. Inside a mess of Latin American cumbias that didn't let me discern what they were saying. I moved from side to side, like a forward challenging offside. Finally, he came out. - Who is he? - I asked anxiously. - Eh? Paula was concentrated on something else. - The old man, Is he him? - Ah... smiled and looked at me mischievously. - Does it give you jealousy? I fell silent and didn't know how to explain it, Did I have jealousy? Yes, but I was getting hot and in the end, Was it real? And if so, it didn't even compare to what I did. - Yeah... um, I don't know... Is he or not? - He could be... Smiled, moved forward, moving his butt for the dress to brush against the beginning of his glutes and leaving me even hotter than I was. We got home and cooked. No need to lie, we were also a couple trying to live together in this new stage. We watched TV and Saturday night was approaching, I proposed taking the car and going out to eat. I wanted to connect with my wife, I wanted to know what's up. Paula accepted but suggested that I go for a walk first so she could change and then pick her up with the car to generate something different. I thought it was fun, so without hesitation, I changed quickly and went for a walk. There are several bars around here, that's why
I sat down on one and took a beer. PAULI: Are you coming? He sent me a message and I flew out. I grabbed the car and waited for her at the door. She was on the other side of the glass. I stayed speechless. She had a tight-fitting dress, short and what, if not many breasts, the neckline was just right to leave me crazy. She walked with security, never seen her like that, or is it because I didn't see her like before? - Let's go? - Opened the car door and smiled at me. I gave her a kiss and placed my hand on her thigh. We started the trip listening to some music and finally, after deciding, we arrived at a nice restaurant with low lights and romantic music that allowed us to talk. We sat down, ordered some recommended drinks by the waiter and food. - How are you? – I asked while picking up a papín and a mushroom with cream. - Good, super tasty everything...- Pauli concentrated on an important piece of meat. - I mean, you, how are you? - Ah... good, love, you? - Good... - What was happening to us? I remembered a movie where an older couple had lost their love and saw themselves reflected in how they sat while eating. We weren't facing each other, but rather one next to the other, were we being that and not realizing it? - What happened to you today? – she asked without looking at me and smiling. - What do you mean? - I mean... with the gentleman who spoke to me. - Nothing, but you never answered. She made a pause, took her drink looking at me and smiling. Her eyes were puffy, not used to taking much and was already on her second caipiroska. - Yes... – she added, and went back to her plate. - Then what? - Yes, it is the gentleman... - But, what's up? Is everything true? - Something yes, something no... - It seemed like a game and I didn't know if I wanted to play anymore. I didn't understand the rules or needed them to be clear. - Fat one, I don't understand, what's true? - That I saw him on the balcony, that I greeted him and that he usually goes out at a certain time to take air.- - And everything else? - Do you like the place? She blushed looking around. The place.- No, the other one isn't quite true.- How quite true?- Oh, love! Here...- I stopped in my tracks. The night continued. Nothing else happened at the restaurant and honestly, there hadn't been an important conversation. We laughed, took a bit more, and around 12, the concierge sent us a message saying he'd run out of light in the building and it seemed like it was also dark outside. The night couldn't get any worse. Pauli kept insisting I go back and honestly, I was already annoyed.
When we returned, we parked at the usual spot where my partner usually left their car. We were about to get out when looking straight ahead, an old man appeared.- Stop... Stop...- I said, taking his hand so he wouldn't get out. - What's wrong?- He looked tired. I pointed up towards the old man. - Ah, yes. He lives there.- He replied, trying to get out. - Stop... Stop...- - Oh, love! Come on, it's dark.- Enter...- I ordered. I put my hand between his thighs. - Come on, love. We're here.- - No, you talked so much now...- I started touching her. - Ahh... Ah...- She was sighing, with her eyes already closed. 'It's weird, love...' - Open your eyes and look.- She obeyed. I think I was turning into a pervert, but the heat was overwhelming and I needed to release everything. I started touching her above the thong, she was small, barely covering her fine lips. I took one of her legs and opened it. - Ahh, ah, ah! Love, love... they can see us...- - That's what you wanted, slut, for that old man to see you.- I marked while continuing to touch her. I started squeezing her breasts, she was moaning like crazy and still looking up. I pulled down her thong and she was soaked. I put two fingers in smoothly. She opened her mouth, arched her back and moaned silently, cutting off the air. - Agh, oh! This is too much... it's too much, agh, ah...- We couldn't take it anymore from excitement. I loved using the word 'pussy' but more than that, I enjoyed being in that situation. I looked at her and also up to see if the old man was still there. I lifted her dress up to her navel, put my hand behind and... I discovered its totality, that the thong was barely three fine threads, that were slipping into her bum. Flew, flew and couldn't help it. I was so wet, that my natural lubrication was total. I put a finger in and started to grab it. - Slowly, slowly... - she sighed, looking up. - Slowly nothing, slut! - I got so upset that I wasn't myself anymore. Sorry, it was a hidden part of me. - You're seeing it... - - If so? - She tried to look a bit more, but I stopped her. I pulled all my hands off her body, she looked confused. Without saying a word, she turned back and started walking away. I ordered her to turn around, her ass was at my disposal. I opened her cheeks and in the darkness of the blackout, I checked if there was anyone. Did I want them to appear and see us? I don't know, I wanted to tempt fate.
I started with one finger and when I saw it giving in, I put in the second. She was grabbing it but needed something bigger. - Slut, I'm not giving more... - - Agh, agh, agh! I didn't either, please, come on, come on. - I got out of the car. I opened the door with an enormous pain between my legs, I couldn't hold back what was inevitable. I grabbed Pauli's hand and took her straight to the entrance of the building where the old man lived. - No, what are you doing? - Pauli asked, scared. I looked inside and there was no one. - Kneel down and suck me. - I whispered, while taking her by the head and insisting that she bend down. I was out of it and I think she was too, because she obeyed immediately. She took off my pants and started sucking me. The silence was surprising. Some neighbors in the buildings must have been watching us, and that was killing me with heat. - Babeala... - - No, no, not here... - - Babeala, I told you! - She put it all inside her mouth and generated a hiccup, feeling like she was filling me up with saliva. - Stop and get against the glass. - - Like this? - I knew what was coming. I moved away a bit until the exit of the building and didn't see anyone. I went back and lifted her skirt, ran the thread and leaned it against the word: pussy. I put it in once. - Ah, how nice! - More, more intense! Ahg! Yes, yes! - I leaned my arm on the glass door and bit down hard with each thrust. I wanted her so much, but her ass was in front of me and I imagined her, well slut, being the new her. I pulled it out and put it right up her ass.
-Agh, slow, slow...-
-You're going to get the Booty in the old building that heats you up, slut...
-Agh, yes, Ay! Like it's heating me up, Ay! Ay, what a slut I am!
I was saying to myself as I hated it, while taking her by the waist and speeding up the rhythm.
-You're going to fill my ass here, slut, and the old man is upstairs. Pauli bit her lips, with one hand I lowered her dress and pushed her to lean against the glass with her tits. I gave it hard, but I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her firmly, my breathing accelerated as I gave it deep until I started cumming and felt her legs weakening when I put it all in until she gave me a cock. I left and adjusted my clothes. Pauli stayed in that position. I kept looking at her and she didn't move.
-Love, let's go...
I said, looking around everywhere.
-What love?
-Pause... ahg, pause...
She was whispering as I approached her, sticking her fingers deep inside, looking towards the interior. I positioned myself in front of her and knelt down to start licking her clitoris and grabbing her pussy.
-Ah, I wish I could see you, Ay, yes! I wish I could see...-
-Does the old man heat you up that much?
-Ay, yes! I don't know why, but I want him to see me...
I melted into her use of the word: pussy, for the last time. I felt her hand pressing my head towards her pelvis. A moment later, her legs started trembling again and she pulled my hair. When I took my hand out, my cum was running from her ass down her thighs.
We didn't delay in leaving. We arrived at the apartment and fell asleep. The next day, a simple Sunday with the couple and family. However, during the barbecue, I started seeing my wife as a sexual object and possibly she was taking me the same way. Or maybe that's what I wanted.
There were no times for regrets. The next day there was another problem to solve, Macarena.
I decided to go in, I think I was outside for about an hour. I prepared breakfast and brought it to bed. We greeted each other and the morning passed like any couple's, although in my mind I needed to know where everything was headed.
We went out to shop. Before I went to the bathroom and wrote to Macarena. I told her I would try to visit her house that afternoon. Luckily, she made it easier for me and replied that we'd see each other at lunch on Monday, as usual. I think it was an opportunity to dedicate a weekend to the couple. Knowing where we were going.
We started the tour and sometimes, in this grand city, the humidity can reach 100% even if you walk around in balls, you sweat like a condemned man. We went shopping in the neighborhood. Pauli is the one who usually does this routine so she knows exactly where provide us with food. Always friendly, she watched from the sidewalk, in a loose summer dress, ¿What is she wearing? She was smiling, drawing possible thong lines on her butt. After leaving one of the many stores, we stopped at the blessed cleaning house that's around the corner from our apartment. Again, at the door but with twenty-eight bags of different colors. A well-dressed man, but older, approached and asked if I was in line. I told him no, to go ahead. He entered, with some difficulty in his leg and almost normally, greeted Paula. My cock exploded. I didn't understand it then. She was covering it with the bags, trying to hide it, but I needed to know if he was him and what was real about everything. Inside a mess of Latin American cumbias that didn't let me discern what they were saying. I moved from side to side, like a forward challenging offside. Finally, he came out. - Who is he? - I asked anxiously. - Eh? Paula was concentrated on something else. - The old man, Is he him? - Ah... smiled and looked at me mischievously. - Does it give you jealousy? I fell silent and didn't know how to explain it, Did I have jealousy? Yes, but I was getting hot and in the end, Was it real? And if so, it didn't even compare to what I did. - Yeah... um, I don't know... Is he or not? - He could be... Smiled, moved forward, moving his butt for the dress to brush against the beginning of his glutes and leaving me even hotter than I was. We got home and cooked. No need to lie, we were also a couple trying to live together in this new stage. We watched TV and Saturday night was approaching, I proposed taking the car and going out to eat. I wanted to connect with my wife, I wanted to know what's up. Paula accepted but suggested that I go for a walk first so she could change and then pick her up with the car to generate something different. I thought it was fun, so without hesitation, I changed quickly and went for a walk. There are several bars around here, that's why
I sat down on one and took a beer. PAULI: Are you coming? He sent me a message and I flew out. I grabbed the car and waited for her at the door. She was on the other side of the glass. I stayed speechless. She had a tight-fitting dress, short and what, if not many breasts, the neckline was just right to leave me crazy. She walked with security, never seen her like that, or is it because I didn't see her like before? - Let's go? - Opened the car door and smiled at me. I gave her a kiss and placed my hand on her thigh. We started the trip listening to some music and finally, after deciding, we arrived at a nice restaurant with low lights and romantic music that allowed us to talk. We sat down, ordered some recommended drinks by the waiter and food. - How are you? – I asked while picking up a papín and a mushroom with cream. - Good, super tasty everything...- Pauli concentrated on an important piece of meat. - I mean, you, how are you? - Ah... good, love, you? - Good... - What was happening to us? I remembered a movie where an older couple had lost their love and saw themselves reflected in how they sat while eating. We weren't facing each other, but rather one next to the other, were we being that and not realizing it? - What happened to you today? – she asked without looking at me and smiling. - What do you mean? - I mean... with the gentleman who spoke to me. - Nothing, but you never answered. She made a pause, took her drink looking at me and smiling. Her eyes were puffy, not used to taking much and was already on her second caipiroska. - Yes... – she added, and went back to her plate. - Then what? - Yes, it is the gentleman... - But, what's up? Is everything true? - Something yes, something no... - It seemed like a game and I didn't know if I wanted to play anymore. I didn't understand the rules or needed them to be clear. - Fat one, I don't understand, what's true? - That I saw him on the balcony, that I greeted him and that he usually goes out at a certain time to take air.- - And everything else? - Do you like the place? She blushed looking around. The place.- No, the other one isn't quite true.- How quite true?- Oh, love! Here...- I stopped in my tracks. The night continued. Nothing else happened at the restaurant and honestly, there hadn't been an important conversation. We laughed, took a bit more, and around 12, the concierge sent us a message saying he'd run out of light in the building and it seemed like it was also dark outside. The night couldn't get any worse. Pauli kept insisting I go back and honestly, I was already annoyed.
When we returned, we parked at the usual spot where my partner usually left their car. We were about to get out when looking straight ahead, an old man appeared.- Stop... Stop...- I said, taking his hand so he wouldn't get out. - What's wrong?- He looked tired. I pointed up towards the old man. - Ah, yes. He lives there.- He replied, trying to get out. - Stop... Stop...- - Oh, love! Come on, it's dark.- Enter...- I ordered. I put my hand between his thighs. - Come on, love. We're here.- - No, you talked so much now...- I started touching her. - Ahh... Ah...- She was sighing, with her eyes already closed. 'It's weird, love...' - Open your eyes and look.- She obeyed. I think I was turning into a pervert, but the heat was overwhelming and I needed to release everything. I started touching her above the thong, she was small, barely covering her fine lips. I took one of her legs and opened it. - Ahh, ah, ah! Love, love... they can see us...- - That's what you wanted, slut, for that old man to see you.- I marked while continuing to touch her. I started squeezing her breasts, she was moaning like crazy and still looking up. I pulled down her thong and she was soaked. I put two fingers in smoothly. She opened her mouth, arched her back and moaned silently, cutting off the air. - Agh, oh! This is too much... it's too much, agh, ah...- We couldn't take it anymore from excitement. I loved using the word 'pussy' but more than that, I enjoyed being in that situation. I looked at her and also up to see if the old man was still there. I lifted her dress up to her navel, put my hand behind and... I discovered its totality, that the thong was barely three fine threads, that were slipping into her bum. Flew, flew and couldn't help it. I was so wet, that my natural lubrication was total. I put a finger in and started to grab it. - Slowly, slowly... - she sighed, looking up. - Slowly nothing, slut! - I got so upset that I wasn't myself anymore. Sorry, it was a hidden part of me. - You're seeing it... - - If so? - She tried to look a bit more, but I stopped her. I pulled all my hands off her body, she looked confused. Without saying a word, she turned back and started walking away. I ordered her to turn around, her ass was at my disposal. I opened her cheeks and in the darkness of the blackout, I checked if there was anyone. Did I want them to appear and see us? I don't know, I wanted to tempt fate.
I started with one finger and when I saw it giving in, I put in the second. She was grabbing it but needed something bigger. - Slut, I'm not giving more... - - Agh, agh, agh! I didn't either, please, come on, come on. - I got out of the car. I opened the door with an enormous pain between my legs, I couldn't hold back what was inevitable. I grabbed Pauli's hand and took her straight to the entrance of the building where the old man lived. - No, what are you doing? - Pauli asked, scared. I looked inside and there was no one. - Kneel down and suck me. - I whispered, while taking her by the head and insisting that she bend down. I was out of it and I think she was too, because she obeyed immediately. She took off my pants and started sucking me. The silence was surprising. Some neighbors in the buildings must have been watching us, and that was killing me with heat. - Babeala... - - No, no, not here... - - Babeala, I told you! - She put it all inside her mouth and generated a hiccup, feeling like she was filling me up with saliva. - Stop and get against the glass. - - Like this? - I knew what was coming. I moved away a bit until the exit of the building and didn't see anyone. I went back and lifted her skirt, ran the thread and leaned it against the word: pussy. I put it in once. - Ah, how nice! - More, more intense! Ahg! Yes, yes! - I leaned my arm on the glass door and bit down hard with each thrust. I wanted her so much, but her ass was in front of me and I imagined her, well slut, being the new her. I pulled it out and put it right up her ass.
-Agh, slow, slow...-
-You're going to get the Booty in the old building that heats you up, slut...
-Agh, yes, Ay! Like it's heating me up, Ay! Ay, what a slut I am!
I was saying to myself as I hated it, while taking her by the waist and speeding up the rhythm.
-You're going to fill my ass here, slut, and the old man is upstairs. Pauli bit her lips, with one hand I lowered her dress and pushed her to lean against the glass with her tits. I gave it hard, but I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her firmly, my breathing accelerated as I gave it deep until I started cumming and felt her legs weakening when I put it all in until she gave me a cock. I left and adjusted my clothes. Pauli stayed in that position. I kept looking at her and she didn't move.
-Love, let's go...
I said, looking around everywhere.
-What love?
-Pause... ahg, pause...
She was whispering as I approached her, sticking her fingers deep inside, looking towards the interior. I positioned myself in front of her and knelt down to start licking her clitoris and grabbing her pussy.
-Ah, I wish I could see you, Ay, yes! I wish I could see...-
-Does the old man heat you up that much?
-Ay, yes! I don't know why, but I want him to see me...
I melted into her use of the word: pussy, for the last time. I felt her hand pressing my head towards her pelvis. A moment later, her legs started trembling again and she pulled my hair. When I took my hand out, my cum was running from her ass down her thighs.
We didn't delay in leaving. We arrived at the apartment and fell asleep. The next day, a simple Sunday with the couple and family. However, during the barbecue, I started seeing my wife as a sexual object and possibly she was taking me the same way. Or maybe that's what I wanted.
There were no times for regrets. The next day there was another problem to solve, Macarena.
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