This began when I was 23 years old, just like my girlfriend, when we went to live together. At that time, we were renting an apartment in Naucalpan, which is my friend's mother's place, and she gave us a good price. It's also very close to my parents' house. One day, I was talking with my girlfriend's uncle, and he told me if I didn't want to go work in the United States, there was a lot of money. To be honest, at that time things weren't going well for me, I was paying rent and some small expenses, but not enough to leave. But he said he would lend me the money and I could pay him back later. I had been living with her for about two years, we talked it over and I got motivated to go. He told me just to make sure to get enough to buy a house or start a business, and that he'd come back. The point is that I said yes and went with him, but my girlfriend was worried about how she would cover the apartment expenses, so I told her to go stay at my parents' house, but she said she would work to help me out and not cause any problems with them. My mom insisted, but she didn't want to, then my dad offered to pay the rent and food expenses, and that once I started doing well we'd be fine. My girlfriend didn't think it was a good idea, even got upset a bit, but in the end it was her idea partly because of the trust I had with my dad, accepting his promise to pay him back until the last cent. The day came for me to leave and honestly, I had mixed feelings about leaving my girlfriend behind, never mind that someone who loves you always wants to take advantage of being alone, but I figured it was normal, plus I trusted her and tried not to think about it. To be honest, she's a very beautiful girl, 1.65m tall, black hair down to the waist, small breasts but well-formed, and what stands out most in her is her ass, perfect for my taste, big and firm, that makes more than one person turn around on the street, even I noticed that my dad... He lost his eyesight for such a woman and honestly, I won't blame him
Okay so being on the other side was really hard, I spent almost the whole day at work but still always talked to her in the mornings and evenings, telling her how much she missed me and that it was costing her a lot to be away from me. She was always a very calm girl, never gave me a reason to distrust, on the contrary, she had all my trust in the world and always told me when someone flirted with her on the street, which by the way bothered her, and always reacted badly, not hesitating to let whoever offended her know it, or if it was about crossing the line, no matter who it was, always giving herself her place. But in intimacy she was another thing, loved doing everything in bed, really a goddess, and wasn't easy to satisfy, I think she was too much woman for me, and I'm sure I left her wanting more than once. Our last conversations went beyond that, she told me she had crazy desires to get it on, couldn't take it anymore, although we sent each other photos and videos, I think that just made her desires worse, leaving her hotter every day, and even though my trust in her was full, there was always a small doubt if she could handle being without me. Although I dismissed the idea quickly due to the trust I had in her. So I told my parents to keep an eye on Valeria, that's what I call my girlfriend, and they told me not to worry, my dad especially offered to stay on top of her, he was 47 years old at the time, I think I should say he's a well-looking man, in very good condition since he played soccer his whole life. I always used to mark her mornings and evenings, it was almost a religious habit, communication couldn't be absent from our relationship, never missed a day marking her and she never failed to answer me once. months, but then suddenly for some reason she started failing in our calls and messages, many times I was left unseen, and even after a while she would answer but never more than 30 minutes, always apologizing with some excuse. I called my parents regularly, better said my mom, because my dad was almost never at home, so I mostly talked to her, telling her how hard it was working on the other side, and how much we missed each other, but mostly I worried about Valeria, as our communication had not been very good lately, and I felt something was up, so I asked her to be mindful of herself, and she replied don't worry, she's doing well, what's going on with you? And even though I didn't see her daily, we would often go around our apartment, although she confessed that the last few weeks she had been a bit busy with a new business she had decided to start, and my dad was the one who had been visiting Valeria lately, inviting her to breakfast or lunch at home, but really she seemed very happy, maybe it was just my imagination, sincerely, her words reassured me quite a bit knowing she was doing well and getting along with my parents, that calmed me down. But there was one specific occasion that made me start doubting, or at least it felt very strange, it was a Sunday morning when I called her and didn't answer, then in the afternoon nothing, although I knew she could be busy taking a bath or maybe had gone out for something, on this occasion hours went by without knowing anything about her. I worry a bit so I'll call my dad but he didn't answer after calling my mom's phone, and she answered, I asked if Valeria was with them and she said no, I asked if they could go around the house but she said she wasn't home, she had gone out to see merchandise for your business, that will mark my dad's phone number, I told him I had already done it but he didn't answer, and then he said maybe because he went to his game early and was probably drinking with his friends. I kept insisting on calling my dad's phone but he didn't answer, so I thought he must still be in the field drinking, anyway I left a message on WhatsApp asking him to come to my house to check if everything was okay, but I didn't receive an answer, already desperate, it occurred to me to talk to my friend's mom, as she rents us the apartment and lives in the same complex, I called her and she answered right away, greeted me a little surprised, and started asking questions about how I was doing here, well, the truth is I was very worried, and didn't have time to chat with her, so I asked her impatiently and a bit curtly. You - I call because I'm trying to communicate with Valeria but haven't been able to, did you see her? She definitely noticed my rough tone and answered accordingly. She - Yes, in the morning someone rang the doorbell, and she went out to open it, it was very early, around 7:00 am, but I didn't pay attention who it was, until later I realized it was your parents, because I saw your dad come out to smoke a cigar on the patio. And I thought, MY PARENTS? If my mom is at some store in the center, and my dad is supposed to be playing soccer, but anyway I asked just to clear up any doubts. You - Do you know if they're still here? She - I think so, because we heard laughter a little while ago. You - Then are my parents here? She - I didn't see your mom, but I think she was inside with her, because your dad went out alone to smoke and then came back in, and honestly I wasn't paying attention. I felt a shiver run down my spine, up my shoulders, and all over my body, but obviously I didn't tell the lady that, that would just be gossiping about something that was probably a misunderstanding, I only managed to say it in a hesitant voice. Okay then, I'll try to call my dad, thank you ma'am. My dad isn't one of those who usually doesn't answer, and my girlfriend even less so, but what could they be doing that's so important they'd ignore my messages and calls? Deep down I had a bad feeling, but I didn't want to accept it. I kept calling my dad, and then I realized he hadn't read the message I sent him more than two hours ago, so I continued making calls. Almost immediately, I received a call from my girlfriend, apologizing for not answering, and she told me she'd been feeling bad since the night before, had a high temperature, and had fallen asleep almost all night and part of the day. She said she'd forgotten to charge her phone, that's why she hadn't answered. But she was already feeling much better by then. It was almost 4:00 pm. Definitely something was going on because according to the landlady, my dad had arrived early and spent all that time with her. I couldn't help but think the worst, although my mind refused to accept what seemed so obvious. Apparently, my girlfriend had been holding back for months, and my dad couldn't resist the temptation she represented, even though it was still impossible for me to believe something like this could be happening. I'll leave this for you to judge.
Okay so being on the other side was really hard, I spent almost the whole day at work but still always talked to her in the mornings and evenings, telling her how much she missed me and that it was costing her a lot to be away from me. She was always a very calm girl, never gave me a reason to distrust, on the contrary, she had all my trust in the world and always told me when someone flirted with her on the street, which by the way bothered her, and always reacted badly, not hesitating to let whoever offended her know it, or if it was about crossing the line, no matter who it was, always giving herself her place. But in intimacy she was another thing, loved doing everything in bed, really a goddess, and wasn't easy to satisfy, I think she was too much woman for me, and I'm sure I left her wanting more than once. Our last conversations went beyond that, she told me she had crazy desires to get it on, couldn't take it anymore, although we sent each other photos and videos, I think that just made her desires worse, leaving her hotter every day, and even though my trust in her was full, there was always a small doubt if she could handle being without me. Although I dismissed the idea quickly due to the trust I had in her. So I told my parents to keep an eye on Valeria, that's what I call my girlfriend, and they told me not to worry, my dad especially offered to stay on top of her, he was 47 years old at the time, I think I should say he's a well-looking man, in very good condition since he played soccer his whole life. I always used to mark her mornings and evenings, it was almost a religious habit, communication couldn't be absent from our relationship, never missed a day marking her and she never failed to answer me once. months, but then suddenly for some reason she started failing in our calls and messages, many times I was left unseen, and even after a while she would answer but never more than 30 minutes, always apologizing with some excuse. I called my parents regularly, better said my mom, because my dad was almost never at home, so I mostly talked to her, telling her how hard it was working on the other side, and how much we missed each other, but mostly I worried about Valeria, as our communication had not been very good lately, and I felt something was up, so I asked her to be mindful of herself, and she replied don't worry, she's doing well, what's going on with you? And even though I didn't see her daily, we would often go around our apartment, although she confessed that the last few weeks she had been a bit busy with a new business she had decided to start, and my dad was the one who had been visiting Valeria lately, inviting her to breakfast or lunch at home, but really she seemed very happy, maybe it was just my imagination, sincerely, her words reassured me quite a bit knowing she was doing well and getting along with my parents, that calmed me down. But there was one specific occasion that made me start doubting, or at least it felt very strange, it was a Sunday morning when I called her and didn't answer, then in the afternoon nothing, although I knew she could be busy taking a bath or maybe had gone out for something, on this occasion hours went by without knowing anything about her. I worry a bit so I'll call my dad but he didn't answer after calling my mom's phone, and she answered, I asked if Valeria was with them and she said no, I asked if they could go around the house but she said she wasn't home, she had gone out to see merchandise for your business, that will mark my dad's phone number, I told him I had already done it but he didn't answer, and then he said maybe because he went to his game early and was probably drinking with his friends. I kept insisting on calling my dad's phone but he didn't answer, so I thought he must still be in the field drinking, anyway I left a message on WhatsApp asking him to come to my house to check if everything was okay, but I didn't receive an answer, already desperate, it occurred to me to talk to my friend's mom, as she rents us the apartment and lives in the same complex, I called her and she answered right away, greeted me a little surprised, and started asking questions about how I was doing here, well, the truth is I was very worried, and didn't have time to chat with her, so I asked her impatiently and a bit curtly. You - I call because I'm trying to communicate with Valeria but haven't been able to, did you see her? She definitely noticed my rough tone and answered accordingly. She - Yes, in the morning someone rang the doorbell, and she went out to open it, it was very early, around 7:00 am, but I didn't pay attention who it was, until later I realized it was your parents, because I saw your dad come out to smoke a cigar on the patio. And I thought, MY PARENTS? If my mom is at some store in the center, and my dad is supposed to be playing soccer, but anyway I asked just to clear up any doubts. You - Do you know if they're still here? She - I think so, because we heard laughter a little while ago. You - Then are my parents here? She - I didn't see your mom, but I think she was inside with her, because your dad went out alone to smoke and then came back in, and honestly I wasn't paying attention. I felt a shiver run down my spine, up my shoulders, and all over my body, but obviously I didn't tell the lady that, that would just be gossiping about something that was probably a misunderstanding, I only managed to say it in a hesitant voice. Okay then, I'll try to call my dad, thank you ma'am. My dad isn't one of those who usually doesn't answer, and my girlfriend even less so, but what could they be doing that's so important they'd ignore my messages and calls? Deep down I had a bad feeling, but I didn't want to accept it. I kept calling my dad, and then I realized he hadn't read the message I sent him more than two hours ago, so I continued making calls. Almost immediately, I received a call from my girlfriend, apologizing for not answering, and she told me she'd been feeling bad since the night before, had a high temperature, and had fallen asleep almost all night and part of the day. She said she'd forgotten to charge her phone, that's why she hadn't answered. But she was already feeling much better by then. It was almost 4:00 pm. Definitely something was going on because according to the landlady, my dad had arrived early and spent all that time with her. I couldn't help but think the worst, although my mind refused to accept what seemed so obvious. Apparently, my girlfriend had been holding back for months, and my dad couldn't resist the temptation she represented, even though it was still impossible for me to believe something like this could be happening. I'll leave this for you to judge.
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