Me calenté con un pendejo

This is my first story. I doubt it will be extremely popular but I'll do my best.... This story took place a few years ago. Few weeks before the pandemic started. My name is Silvina, I'm 39 years old and have been married for 5 years to my childhood sweetheart. I work as an administrative assistant at a very popular bank in Argentina. One day, a new security guard arrives at the branch. A young boy. 23-24 years old, dark-haired, about 1.70 meters tall, athletic build. As soon as I enter the room, he looked at me with something like disdain. He seemed very serious and always responded to me or commented on something as if it didn't matter, something like contempt. Something that really got under my skin, since mostly and not because I believe it but I've always had a crush on him. Why? Despite my age, I don't have kids, which allowed me to keep a great figure. I'm 1.60 meters tall, thin, brunette, with luscious hair and as I said at the beginning, great breasts. Mainly in my cleavage since I'm 90 (operated). Being so thin, they're still noticeable and I always wear a great cleavage. Anyway. Back to the topic. This boy didn't give me importance. He always responded with disdain or obligation whenever I talked to him. And yet, I found out he hadn't had a girlfriend for several months. Maybe it sounds a little childish but it was something that made me very happy. Don't misunderstand, I love my husband but we never had sex, not even when we were young and as the years went by, sex became less frequent and when we did have it, it was just like him getting on top of me, penetrating me for a few minutes and done. Honestly, I was unsatisfied and starting to feel sexual desires towards this boy. Something that really seemed crazy since I always criticized those who were with people much younger than them. I felt so hypocritical but I really wanted it. When I saw him at the bank making his rounds, I imagined him touching me, kissing me, telling me things in my ear and making love to me with true I desire it just like I wanted. One day I couldn't contain myself, I couldn't hold back. I saw him all day and when I wasn't at work, I only thought about him. A real old nag if they ask me and especially ridiculous since I felt like in those adolescent years haha. Anyway. No need to extend and let's get to the point. One night I found out his number. It was no easy task since I had to have a good excuse to be able to ask for it and get it. Luckily, I had a great relationship with an older gentleman, his friend. So I wrote him and after 4 or 5 normal messages, I asked for the number putting forward that I had lost a set of keys and maybe he had seen them at the branch. Having the number, my heart was BOOM-BOOM! -Hello, simply I wrote to him. Luckily, he answered in seconds with a simple -What do you need? Typical of him🤦‍♂️ -Nothing, sorry for bothering you, I just wanted to get to know you a bit more, learn more about you, I know it's not appropriate, but you really catch my attention. You should know that no one will find out about this. I had thrown myself into the pool, served myself on a silver platter. To this day I think about it and it makes me laugh and blush. What a woman does when she is really interested in someone🤣 Following... he read it immediately and only responded -And doesn't your husband care about this? I felt warmth all over my body, I knew I was married, apparently I was giving him much more attention than I thought. -Who said I'm married? I replied making myself interesting and trying to lead the conversation to a place where I would feel more comfortable. -I saw the ring you always wear. I don't have a problem talking to you but I don't want to have any trouble with your husband or anyone else. I smiled and didn't know why but I was relieved. Now I had to find a way for something to happen between us. I went to bed, unlocked my phone and told him -Relax, I'm at odds with that gentleman. A few days ago I kicked him out of the house and now I'm alone. Act. followed by sending you a selfie where I was lying down alone but the bathrobe I was wearing as a nightgown was slightly open and my large breasts could be seen, well hidden and standing still, that beautiful shape given by silicone. It took me several minutes to see the message, after seeing it I followed for some minutes online and disconnected. I didn't know what to think. Maybe I went crazy thought. A super uncomfortable heat ran through my body. I was already re-counted, so I wrote back -see that I'm alone. Now do you believe me? Ha ha ha -Send me something too. Making myself foolish, putting a cool towel on the matter. Luckily, seconds later my phone vibrated. It was him🥰 -Sorry for leaving you hanging, I've come to bed now. And why did they fight? I didn't know what to respond.... On the other hand, I didn't want the conversation to go off track and tell my personal life story and even less my problems with my husband. -After years it's normal for there to be constant frictions and we both come out better from separating every now and then. You'll get over it, you're still young and I don't want to imagine how many girls are after you Me I threw myself again. Really, nothing mattered to me anymore. I was holding back constantly, I just wanted to say dude, I want you to screw me, this is my address, come home, I'll receive you half-naked, let's go to bed and get it all, call me cum ha ha ha But apparently this gentleman was going to make things a bit more difficult for me. -I understand, I understand. Right now I'm alone. Women don't understand me. I dedicate myself to myself, my work, my studies and I like going to the gym. Sending you a photo in front of a mirror where I only had a towel around my waist. A beautiful physique!!!! Not very big but well marked. I couldn't help but open the bathrobe, run my thong down a bit and subtly rub my clitoris, without penetration, felt that I could get something even more interesting to see🔥 -paraaaaa, you're going to kill me responded Mientras con a hand had the cell phone, waiting to see his response and the other one was touching my vagina that felt burning and little by little was dripping water -hahahaha He only responded with the wrapper -can you see more? -I don't know if it's worth it, already the first one seems a lot to me, I don't want you to think I'm a degenerate hahahaha but here is my instagram (passing a link). In short. Tomorrow we have to get up early. I'm going to sleep, try to do the same. Kisses, rest well. guy left me super hot, at least he left his instagram. I went in and there were quite a few photos of him. Most with little clothes, which didn't surprise me since it was clear that he was the classic narcissist who spends all day in front of the mirror admiring himself. I focused specifically on the highlighted folder that had only photos of him showing off his body. Oh my god!!, how strong he was, seeing and seeing each photo and feeling a heat all over my body, literally my pussy was throbbing like it was a heart and I'd run 100 meters. Even I couldn't believe how horny I felt. When I put my first finger in I felt an explosion in my brain, a pleasure I hadn't felt in years but unfortunately this was insufficient for me. I put in two fingers and even a third. Clearly it's very different from feeling a cock but these at least were going to calm down the fire I felt. After several minutes of penetrating myself and finally rubbing against my clitoris I came in a beautiful way!! I felt super relaxed but also unsatisfied.... I wanted that guy with me, I didn't want to put my fingers in, I wanted his cock inside me, I wanted to feel his skin, his smell everything.... So I decided to get him... , find a way, do what it takes but I couldn't stay with the urge to feel that cock.