Faculty mates chap 2

Fear of getting pregnant due to my carelessness in not taking care of myself made me promise not to be unfaithful to my husband again, were days when my head worked at 1000, I fought to find a solution to my dilemma, Ariel didn't disappear. We had only one conversation after the exam, we agreed that he would accept my decision and obviously help me. What joy I felt when my breasts swelled!!!!! The next day I started menstruating. Ariel shared my joy, really I didn't feel abandoned at any moment by him, on the contrary his attitude sparked suspicion among our classmates that something was going on between us, and obviously they weren't wrong but we never gave them a chance to confirm their suspicions. I finished the quarter, we passed the subject, I kept my promise of fidelity, I noted myself in the afternoon and night because really it was a sacrifice to get up early, breastfeed Eze, and rush to class. I felt like I was neglecting my baby and wasn't willing to keep going. I got out unscathed in two subjects with Ariel. I put on a happy face, he was a good study partner and I knew he was good at other things too. Besides, even though we weren't neighbors, it didn't bother me to go to his house, so three times a week I'd ride in his car. One afternoon when the professor of International Law was absent, we went to his house looking for some notes I needed, it was a very large chalet with a garden and pool, I met the mom who was very attentive and eager to find out who my study partner's girlfriend was, she offered me coffee while chatting animatedly, scrutinizing her possible daughter-in-law, when we finished the task Ariel who had disappeared for several minutes took me to his apartment located above the garage on the side of the house. You could access it either through the main house kitchen or the garage. Really it was his pad, he put music on, I sat in a chair while looking for the notes, he found them all mixed up, he sat down next to me To me and while we were together, he started getting closer, gave me a couple of kisses that I was rejecting and asking him to behave, didn't make much of an impression, kept playing with his hands, touching my breasts, I took them away, and he insisted, I was putting up less resistance each time, until we started rubbing, when he started undressing me, a little anxious about the hour decided to call my husband and give instructions justifying my tardiness in a special class of the titular of chair. He encouraged me and answered that I would take care of Ezequiel here. When I get there, I'll give you a breast. Nervous, thinking about what the mother would say. - Stay calm, my mom won't come,- I assure - sure?- asked - yes, sure Do you want to give me a shower, you have clean towels in the bathroom With a little shame, I took a shower, got dressed, perfumed when the mirror said these barbarous things, I left. In thong without a bra because it was stained from the cum that my maternal breasts were oozing. He was sitting on the couch with his torso bare, waiting for me to arrive, came to meet me, his perfume was rich, turned off the lights, only a faint light from the bedroom illuminated us, our destination. On the way, he kept kissing, touching, licking my neck, ears, and supporting his erection, sat down on the bed, standing in front of me with his jeans open, asked me to lower the zipper first, which I did carefully because it extended all along his penis, then when it was free, he asked me to suck him off, and I fulfilled his desire for a few minutes until he moved away. I turned around and put me on four legs on the bed, and he put it in me While he was holding me, he played with his fingers in my bum, which wasn't a virgin, that tempted him because without asking me, he started to struggle to make me do it. I resisted, and he whispered that he would do it slowly, while continuing to introduce his fingers, I denied and struggled. I was scared. But I wanted. He remained firm and his force was bending me down, began to beg him not to do it but Ariel was ready for anything. I stopped resisting, took the pillows and put it under my belly so that my tiny ass would be lifted up. His wet fingers with saliva and my little streams began to enter my anus. He was faking more pain than he actually felt, didn't want to seem too slutty. But he wanted to try. It had been a long time since I had hard sex, pregnancy and childbirth had taken me away from it and I already felt the need for that intensity that my husband wasn't giving me. The Booty made me do it, was trying, during several minutes and was dilating until his glans entered, moved smoothly by him and by me, for not to make me hurt and for him not to cum. When he thought it was enough, I took it out, changed the condom, lay down beside me and caressed me a lot, got up and had my orgasm, well deserved. He turned around carefully so we wouldn't fall off the bed and again felt him attacking me and as he did, I started to get into his body, taking his rhythm and cummed again, he did it second after me. We were recovering when the intercom voice invited me to dinner at 21:45 hours, I grabbed desperation, didn't find my underwear, put on jeans, a t-shirt was winter, and a sweater. Some yummy milanesas with mashed potatoes awaited us at the table. At the time of going back home I took his car, mom said goodbye inviting me again since the interrogation she had made during dinner and dessert had left her satisfied, I had answered everything she wanted to hear, some were true others not, for example my single life. Before getting out I reminded him to look for my underwear. - At home everything was in order, I locked myself in the bathroom to compose myself and erase the perfume of Ari and sex. I collapsed exhausted