Chapter I: What You Don't Expect to FindWhen I started that trip one day, I would never have imagined that from that moment on everything would change completely. I had to do little more than 100 km to attend a work meeting, something that clearly didn't make any sense to me with the December heat.I arrived on time as I always do, I announced myself at the guard and they made me enter into a kind of modern meeting room adapted from what was once a quincho, large windows that made all glass on three of its four walls, big table, projector, some trays with cookies, muffins and logically coffee, tea and mate cooked to disposal for those who wanted.Starting the encounter assumed we were all already there, interacting with those previous chats where even though some of us had had a relationship before, it was always phone-based, clear, since that time didn't exist Zoom or any other platform like that, it was the first time representatives from both companies met in person to finalize details about what would be the start of operations we would do with them.Everything was going normal, some funny comments among us to lighten the atmosphere, when through the window and somewhat far away it seemed that a brunette was coming in this direction towards our room, even at that distance and despite seeing her so small, she made me notice that it was a perfect, harmonious, delicate figure. I must admit I felt something curious, almost reaching the point of being masturbatory, but I can assure you it was impossible not to wish for the destiny of that brunette to be this reunion and may she not have been diverted towards another place.I managed to conceal my amazement in front of companions and strangers, kept my gaze on each step that woman took, incredibly I got absorbed watching her approach more and more until by luck being already quite close to our spot, not only could I confirm she was beautiful, but she was going to be part of the encounter developing. With an imposing presence yet not overwhelming, I see her enter, wearing, if somewhat simple, wide lilac pants that don't hold anything, loose, which when marking a good butt, don't lie at all and make it clear what's underneath is a perfect apple. A muscular one matching with the pantaloons and showing off tiny sexy tattoos barely peeking above the scapula and completing in front of her clavicle. Given the type of place we were in, her outfit was completed by horrible safety shoes that didn't manage to take away the sensuality that brunette woman scattered at every step.Protocolary greetings to all present, your boss led you until we met and had our first skin contact in that almost cold and disinterested kiss, but where I could feel his perfume which from that moment on stayed not only recorded but as of today I have it at the tip of my nose as if it were that day.I could lie and say we passionately gazed at each other throughout the meeting, that that dreamy brunette was provocatively staring at me, biting her lip as if inviting me to grab her with force, that at the end of the meeting we intentionally crossed paths in the bathroom and got wild and screamed 'do you like it slut?' 'yes, I want your cock in my ass!' and that everything ends with a cum shot where she opens her mouth wide and doesn't let a single drop of my cum fall... but friends and acquaintances, all that is very far from reality.Unfortunately in the meeting she barely looked at me, I think I was quite obvious but let them understand that it wasn't just for pure flirting, I was bored and the only interesting thing in that room was her. But despite being so good, whether seeing her face or when listening to her talk my thought was what a cutie so grumpy. Arriving at midday we took a small break where they brought cold soda and sandwiches with crumbs which I attacked without restraint. I see that my favorite brunette comes out into the warmth of the exterior, talking and sending messages on Blackberry under the midday sun. At that precise moment, seeing her like that, so she, so imposing, and that ass that seemed to have been sculpted to perfection by the very hands of Michelangelo, was when I thought... this woman is going to be mine.By luck, both companies started operating where my company was a client of the company where she worked, and she and I were the links, so basically she was my supplier and I was her customer. Imagine my joy, daily contact with her, constant emails and phone calls, obviously I had a clear and precise objective, which was to get her. I wasn't usually like that, I was in a relationship, well, never had the need or desire to cheat on my wife nor did I lack anything at home. Even beyond the attraction I could feel with a woman who caught my attention, it was just that, no more than the classic she's so good, it would be nice to get her. In fact, the idea of really getting intimate with another woman gave me a certain panic, I wasn't used to being in a trap, I'm not a cheater, I don't go around having fun, nothing. But the brunette knocked down my entire structure, sounded super cheesy, but even told her about it later on. When I saw her, I knew she was and would be special in my life.As we continued to talk, each day more in confidence, more chat outside of work topics, hobbies, music, etc... trivialities if you want to say it. We also confessed which impressions each one had of the other from that first meeting, where she told me I came across as arrogant and I told her that for me she was a bore. The truth is we became friends, that's the correct description, yes, logical, I had an objective and it was to get her, but the truth is we established a very good friendship. I always invited her to hang out some day, from that time on we never saw each other again. She always rejected me, she took it more as a joke than anything else, both of us were in relationships, so I never gave up, even telling her, I won't give up until I manage to have something with you, no money but patience is my surplus. Until the moment arrived when I made my first visit to her workplace to supervise an operation. From that moment on everything changed.I arrived at her company in the morning with a large number of invoices to invite her and her entire work team, as a good client and obviously to earn some extra points with her. We had breakfast together, talked, and saw some work things. We had been talking for months about things beyond the laboral, and although I never accepted seeing each other, every day our conversations were deeper, more intense, almost intimate. As the hours passed in her office filled with people, we would look at each other with mischief, both understanding that the only thing we waited for was to be alone for a moment at least. Disguising but almost without success, we continued the conversations leaving it clear that there was a spark between us. I invited her to lunch somewhere, like trying to get out of that environment at least for a while, but in the place where we were, the closest thing was 20 km away and all employees ate in the company's cafeteria, and we weren't an exception. The day passed like this, without much possibility of anything, but her eyes told me the same as my eyes told her. We wanted each other.
Time kept passing, a lot of distance separated us, our work schedules were an obstacle to having some time alone. But every day that passed had more personal emails and calls than laboral ones. It was all very clear, we both had many desires... Incredible, two years had passed since we met until one day we could arrange to see each other in the afternoon, so I traveled again and waited for her to arrive. This encounter found us both nervous, it was almost disastrous, we talked until our ears were ringing, always showing the nerves that ruled the situation, until we decided to turn back because by then both of us had to return. I thought there was no luck, not because we didn't... We would have liked it, but clearly both of us were being betrayed by our nerves, but I had it clear that I wouldn't let myself be taken away by that and nothing was finished yet. Arriving at the place where she should get off, I get slapped with a rushed but beautiful kiss, she gets off quickly and leaves. Imagine how I left... recalculating...And it was because of that that I decided to see her more often, I knew what I was doing was very wrong, but despite that, I was also aware that something good was happening between us, and it wasn't just heat, which was clear. I had the idea of going to supervise our operations weekly, totally unnecessary for the company, but necessary for me, in order to see her and have a chance to be with her more, I was willing to do anything. Just at those moments WhatsApp started being used, which made us switch from email messages to having more personal and fluid communication, and also more chaotic. I told her I was going to see her that day, and so we were each other's every day, getting closer and closer. We saw each other every week and as time passed, our heat became evident, the desire we had to devour each other's mouths, not even speak.In more than one corner of those deposits we hid and ate desperately, without caring to return to the office with our faces red. We transformed into two mischievous teenagers who were embarrassed by what they could say but couldn't help doing anyway. One afternoon after routine work tasks, we decided to leave together from there, although we didn't have much time, she had to go back home and I also did, with a long trip in between. So we left, trying to give each other a few kisses while driving, until we took a detour on an internal route, along the side of a field. We didn't stop eating each other for the time we were stopped at that place, not even thinking about anything else, her way of kissing, her breathing, everything I liked about this woman. Her beautiful and plump lips, those that make you fantasize a thousand times, were totally stuck to mine and there was no way for our tongues to separate, they tangled like enraged wrestlers but with the sole intention of showing the other that it was the most desired. The moisture between our mouths was noticeable, but the taste of both was intoxicating, to such an extent that without even realizing it, we started getting addicted to that taste, to that moisture. Clearly time flew by very quickly and we had to start heading back, and if nothing else happened except those kisses, we realized that we felt an attraction that couldn't be explained, but that neither she nor I had ever experienced before, it wasn't just taking off our clothes as we could and getting it on, no.It was passing time, we saw each other every week, but barely could we sometimes get out together and have 5 or 10 minutes, clearly it wasn't what we wanted, we wanted to screw, we were both so hot for being naked and feeling ourselves. This didn't happen but at the same time it was so what we felt being together, the passion and happiness that gave us that ridiculously could say it satisfied us, even I committed crazy things worthy of a romantic comedy just to see her for a while longer, but still, we couldn't make more time than that to screw once and for all. When we managed to see each other outside of work, almost at midnight, we would stop for a few minutes with the car in some dark street, and between kisses and kisses we'd pass to the back seat.As soon as we positioned ourselves, we got tangled up in a furious, unstoppable kiss. At the same time, I started running my hands over her legs through the black leggings she was wearing, first along the front, slow and deliberate, making her feel like my hands were patient but already had a final goal in mind. It was when I started caressing her inner thighs, even though they were closer to the knee, that her breathing changed slightly, while she didn't separate her mouth from mine, exhaling perceptibly through her nose to indicate she liked what I was doing. As my hand slowly rose towards her pubic area, her breathing rate increased and her legs opened up automatically. Although it was a very hot, new, and unexplored moment for us, which we had been waiting for over 2 years, I didn't want to rush things; I knew we couldn't have sex yet and barely had minutes left. I decided to keep playing with her desire – and mine too – and make her ask me without being too anxious or hasty. Always above the leggings, I kept approaching her pussy but never actually touched it, going back down and even sliding my fingers towards the internal zone of her booty, also not touching it, and then returning to her pubic area. I slid my hand and fingers along the entire contour, her pubis, abdomen, everything received my caresses except what we both wanted. When I brought my hand close to her pubic area, I could feel the heat emanating from her vagina; it was so hot that I couldn't control myself anymore until I decided to take another step. As I continued my caress up her thigh, I stopped just short of touching her pubic area and then very delicately rubbed over the leggings with her pussy, not intense, just a caress, like I had been doing with the rest, but I could also feel the moisture that had passed through the fabric she was wearing. It was in that precise moment that I touched her, and I felt her moan For the first time, a short, muffled groan inside my mouth, but full of fire, accompanied by a small jump of his legs, lifting them up towards me, as if he was trying to make sure my hand didn't move away and kept working. I must confess that noticing all this and despite my mouth being occupied with hers, I couldn't help but flash a triumphant smile that she noticed and accepted.When I felt her like that, I thought I had done enough to make her desire what I had done, with the movement she made achieving my purpose and it was she who asked for more. It was then that I inserted my hand under her leggings, maintained slow but continuous movements, not wanting to attack her pussy fully, but rather seeking a bit more of her desperation, my fingers caressed her skin on the sides of her warm vulva, above her pubis on the fabric, at that point her breathing became more agitated, her mouth opened even wider and her tongue began to dig deeper into my mouth. When I touched the area of her lips through the fabric of her thong, an abundant moisture filled my senses and my cock jumped, making it impossible for me to accommodate her inside my pants. She let out a second groan at the moment she felt my hand on a layer less than fabric, the difference was noticeable. It was then that I returned over her belly to enter with my hand this time indeed under the fabric, making direct contact with her skin, feeling its smoothness, a skin indicating that in that entire area there would be no sign of hair, a silk-like skin that was so soft that my hand could slide without even generating resistance from friction between skins. When I finally reached my glory, my goal and hers also, it was so wet that without wanting to I arrived at her bum as my fingers slid, her honey abundant on all sides, I had never known anyone who got this wet before, I'm not lying when I say that that pussy was a lake overflowing with honey. It was having that contact and her moans intensified, she moaned while we kissed, her mouth became more aggressive and at the same time generated even more saliva, just like her pussy generated all that honey... One of her hands on my cheek and the other on my head held me firmly and decisively... literally she wanted to eat me.We were like that for a while, I was masturbating her and she let herself be done, the sounds we provoked in that soft but intense masturbation with how wet she was, were just as perceptible as her muffled moans, until after a good while where I put one and two fingers inside hers and my palm rubbing her clitoris, she started to tense up and contract her thighs, her legs would close at the same time as she wanted them open more so not to impede my task, but her muscles were acting on their own, she didn't have control over her body. Her mouth began to shut instinctively, she wanted to scream but didn't want to separate from me for an instant, started releasing short but strong breaths and bit my tongue as if wanting to remind me not to leave her at that moment.Mmmm.... Ahhhh... - she exclaimed in a sigh.Mmmmmmmm... I managed to cum again.In the short time his orgasm lasted, his liquids soaked not only my hand but also his clothes and almost all that flow went down his Booty. I obviously took advantage of playing with her ring, as everything was so smooth down there, it was impossible not to tempt myself. The curious thing is that she accepted my fingers very gently, but already once more relaxed from her cum, when we finally separated our mouths...We didn't stop kissing at any moment – he said tenderly.No, not even a second separated us, nor did I think of it, it was impossible for me to stop kissing you - I replied.It's too late, I don't want to but I have to go, my husband must be on his way back at any moment.Come on, I'll take you...
Time kept passing, a lot of distance separated us, our work schedules were an obstacle to having some time alone. But every day that passed had more personal emails and calls than laboral ones. It was all very clear, we both had many desires... Incredible, two years had passed since we met until one day we could arrange to see each other in the afternoon, so I traveled again and waited for her to arrive. This encounter found us both nervous, it was almost disastrous, we talked until our ears were ringing, always showing the nerves that ruled the situation, until we decided to turn back because by then both of us had to return. I thought there was no luck, not because we didn't... We would have liked it, but clearly both of us were being betrayed by our nerves, but I had it clear that I wouldn't let myself be taken away by that and nothing was finished yet. Arriving at the place where she should get off, I get slapped with a rushed but beautiful kiss, she gets off quickly and leaves. Imagine how I left... recalculating...And it was because of that that I decided to see her more often, I knew what I was doing was very wrong, but despite that, I was also aware that something good was happening between us, and it wasn't just heat, which was clear. I had the idea of going to supervise our operations weekly, totally unnecessary for the company, but necessary for me, in order to see her and have a chance to be with her more, I was willing to do anything. Just at those moments WhatsApp started being used, which made us switch from email messages to having more personal and fluid communication, and also more chaotic. I told her I was going to see her that day, and so we were each other's every day, getting closer and closer. We saw each other every week and as time passed, our heat became evident, the desire we had to devour each other's mouths, not even speak.In more than one corner of those deposits we hid and ate desperately, without caring to return to the office with our faces red. We transformed into two mischievous teenagers who were embarrassed by what they could say but couldn't help doing anyway. One afternoon after routine work tasks, we decided to leave together from there, although we didn't have much time, she had to go back home and I also did, with a long trip in between. So we left, trying to give each other a few kisses while driving, until we took a detour on an internal route, along the side of a field. We didn't stop eating each other for the time we were stopped at that place, not even thinking about anything else, her way of kissing, her breathing, everything I liked about this woman. Her beautiful and plump lips, those that make you fantasize a thousand times, were totally stuck to mine and there was no way for our tongues to separate, they tangled like enraged wrestlers but with the sole intention of showing the other that it was the most desired. The moisture between our mouths was noticeable, but the taste of both was intoxicating, to such an extent that without even realizing it, we started getting addicted to that taste, to that moisture. Clearly time flew by very quickly and we had to start heading back, and if nothing else happened except those kisses, we realized that we felt an attraction that couldn't be explained, but that neither she nor I had ever experienced before, it wasn't just taking off our clothes as we could and getting it on, no.It was passing time, we saw each other every week, but barely could we sometimes get out together and have 5 or 10 minutes, clearly it wasn't what we wanted, we wanted to screw, we were both so hot for being naked and feeling ourselves. This didn't happen but at the same time it was so what we felt being together, the passion and happiness that gave us that ridiculously could say it satisfied us, even I committed crazy things worthy of a romantic comedy just to see her for a while longer, but still, we couldn't make more time than that to screw once and for all. When we managed to see each other outside of work, almost at midnight, we would stop for a few minutes with the car in some dark street, and between kisses and kisses we'd pass to the back seat.As soon as we positioned ourselves, we got tangled up in a furious, unstoppable kiss. At the same time, I started running my hands over her legs through the black leggings she was wearing, first along the front, slow and deliberate, making her feel like my hands were patient but already had a final goal in mind. It was when I started caressing her inner thighs, even though they were closer to the knee, that her breathing changed slightly, while she didn't separate her mouth from mine, exhaling perceptibly through her nose to indicate she liked what I was doing. As my hand slowly rose towards her pubic area, her breathing rate increased and her legs opened up automatically. Although it was a very hot, new, and unexplored moment for us, which we had been waiting for over 2 years, I didn't want to rush things; I knew we couldn't have sex yet and barely had minutes left. I decided to keep playing with her desire – and mine too – and make her ask me without being too anxious or hasty. Always above the leggings, I kept approaching her pussy but never actually touched it, going back down and even sliding my fingers towards the internal zone of her booty, also not touching it, and then returning to her pubic area. I slid my hand and fingers along the entire contour, her pubis, abdomen, everything received my caresses except what we both wanted. When I brought my hand close to her pubic area, I could feel the heat emanating from her vagina; it was so hot that I couldn't control myself anymore until I decided to take another step. As I continued my caress up her thigh, I stopped just short of touching her pubic area and then very delicately rubbed over the leggings with her pussy, not intense, just a caress, like I had been doing with the rest, but I could also feel the moisture that had passed through the fabric she was wearing. It was in that precise moment that I touched her, and I felt her moan For the first time, a short, muffled groan inside my mouth, but full of fire, accompanied by a small jump of his legs, lifting them up towards me, as if he was trying to make sure my hand didn't move away and kept working. I must confess that noticing all this and despite my mouth being occupied with hers, I couldn't help but flash a triumphant smile that she noticed and accepted.When I felt her like that, I thought I had done enough to make her desire what I had done, with the movement she made achieving my purpose and it was she who asked for more. It was then that I inserted my hand under her leggings, maintained slow but continuous movements, not wanting to attack her pussy fully, but rather seeking a bit more of her desperation, my fingers caressed her skin on the sides of her warm vulva, above her pubis on the fabric, at that point her breathing became more agitated, her mouth opened even wider and her tongue began to dig deeper into my mouth. When I touched the area of her lips through the fabric of her thong, an abundant moisture filled my senses and my cock jumped, making it impossible for me to accommodate her inside my pants. She let out a second groan at the moment she felt my hand on a layer less than fabric, the difference was noticeable. It was then that I returned over her belly to enter with my hand this time indeed under the fabric, making direct contact with her skin, feeling its smoothness, a skin indicating that in that entire area there would be no sign of hair, a silk-like skin that was so soft that my hand could slide without even generating resistance from friction between skins. When I finally reached my glory, my goal and hers also, it was so wet that without wanting to I arrived at her bum as my fingers slid, her honey abundant on all sides, I had never known anyone who got this wet before, I'm not lying when I say that that pussy was a lake overflowing with honey. It was having that contact and her moans intensified, she moaned while we kissed, her mouth became more aggressive and at the same time generated even more saliva, just like her pussy generated all that honey... One of her hands on my cheek and the other on my head held me firmly and decisively... literally she wanted to eat me.We were like that for a while, I was masturbating her and she let herself be done, the sounds we provoked in that soft but intense masturbation with how wet she was, were just as perceptible as her muffled moans, until after a good while where I put one and two fingers inside hers and my palm rubbing her clitoris, she started to tense up and contract her thighs, her legs would close at the same time as she wanted them open more so not to impede my task, but her muscles were acting on their own, she didn't have control over her body. Her mouth began to shut instinctively, she wanted to scream but didn't want to separate from me for an instant, started releasing short but strong breaths and bit my tongue as if wanting to remind me not to leave her at that moment.Mmmm.... Ahhhh... - she exclaimed in a sigh.Mmmmmmmm... I managed to cum again.In the short time his orgasm lasted, his liquids soaked not only my hand but also his clothes and almost all that flow went down his Booty. I obviously took advantage of playing with her ring, as everything was so smooth down there, it was impossible not to tempt myself. The curious thing is that she accepted my fingers very gently, but already once more relaxed from her cum, when we finally separated our mouths...We didn't stop kissing at any moment – he said tenderly.No, not even a second separated us, nor did I think of it, it was impossible for me to stop kissing you - I replied.It's too late, I don't want to but I have to go, my husband must be on his way back at any moment.Come on, I'll take you...
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