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Compendium III
While resting in the hotel bed, I noticed Maddie was distracted. I thought maybe I had done something wrong. But it didn't take me long to realize that something was bothering her.- Is anything wrong? - I asked, seeing her distressed.
Maddie just smiled, trying to downplay its importance.
• It's nothing! - Her nervous, tense voice.
But at the same time, letting out a sigh...
• Now that I think of it, you should be the last person to know about it. -
Her words left me petrified. We had made love and the conflicts that once kept us enemies had been put aside.
- Sorry! If it bothers you that much, you can talk to Cristina. - I exclaimed, trying to distance myself from her.
She hugged me and clung to me.
• No! No! I'm sorry! - She apologized nervously. - I didn't mean to say that!
I laughed. She looked pretty and I wanted to calm her down. Her face softened...
• Cristina wouldn't understand. And it wouldn't be any help. - She commented sadly. - That's what happens when you're the office slut ...
I don't know the details of their relationship, because according to what Marisol told me years ago, it was a kind of mistress and slave thing, with Cristina being the dominant one. But in terms of work, they barely had any connection since they worked on different floors.•It's just... if I tell you... you might hurt me – she confessed finally.
I noticed that unlike my times when we constantly fought, now there were feelings and trust.
I took her hand and asked her to tell me about her worry...
During the week, Victor had gone to visit her at the apartment. He showed reluctance to tell me he was still sleeping with him.
My ego got boosted when he said compared to me, he had left her disappointed.
>What's wrong with you, Madeleine? What are you thinking? – he asked, starting to get dressed.
•No, nothing in particular. – she responded, feeling unsatisfied. – I'm just... tired...
Victor looked at her with arrogance, making her feel dirty.
>Is the old lady working you too hard? – Victor asked, while buckling up his wristbands. – I want you to inform me about her. I need to know what secrets she hides. What drives her. Who are her clients. Her meetings. Everything.
Maddie felt uncomfortable. Besides the sex with him being mediocre, she had realized he was manipulating her.But on the other hand, she was afraid. Edith? Although Edith is strict, she's also just and loyal. She knew that Edith and her husband Richard had had an infidelity, but didn't know many details.
But now, Victor was trying to accuse her of something, a feeling that made her feel uneasy. She tried to sound calm.
• Of course, Victor! I'll see what I can do. – she replied, trying to stay calm.
As he saw her under his influence, he gave her a sardonic smile.
• And keep me informed about your little soldier. – he commented with a despotic tone, referring to me. – My wife has been playing around with him for a long time.
And without saying anything more, he left the apartment, like the idiot he always is, leaving Maddie with a feeling of guilt and worry.
-So that's what he told you? – I asked, trying to hold back my laughter.•Yes. – she commented, also smiling. - Don't misunderstand! You and I know Edith is strict. But also know she's a decent person. And now I can see Victor is trying to use me... or at least, was trying. That's it, thanks to you.
She looked at me delightedly. But I couldn't hold back a question that had been bothering me for quite some time and she could confirm it, so I smiled guiltily.
•Do you know this comes out of nowhere, but... Is he better than me in bed? – I asked, with a little fear in her response.
She burst out laughing.
•What? Are you joking? Marco, believe me, you drive me crazy. Victor... Victor... made me cum once and that was it. – She confessed, trying not to make me feel bad.
I smiled at her and caressed her.
•I know! The reason I'm asking is because I'm also sleeping with his wife. – I explained, expecting some kind of reprimand.
But despite her initial impression, I knew we were both unfaithful and it didn't matter.
I explained that Victor's wife, Isabella, was now a trophy wife and she was the mother of one of my son's friends at school.
And as expected, after recalling our previous encounters, she asked: •Is she... better than me? – with the same tone of curiosity that I had used minutes earlier.
It was something difficult to respond.
-Well... you're not better than her... it's just that your body is different from yours. – I replied in a confused manner.
But for her, it wasn't enough.
•How so? Is she better than me or not? – Madeleine demanded to know.
I swallowed saliva...
-Well... your breasts are bigger... and you're more promiscuous... then...- I replied.
She smiled proudly.
•And I suppose you like women with big breasts, don't you? – she commented victoriously, in a defiant tone.
It was curious to see how the respect I had gained over the years dissipated in an instant.
-I'm guilty. – I confessed defeated.
And we started kissing, while I massaged her breasts. At least, I didn't lie about that, because she felt my erection hardening.
Definitely, I hadn't lied about her breasts.
•Do you know... you're not so bad either. – She whispered in my ear before kissing my neck.
She could feel my desires for her growing stronger, with my penis trembling between her legs.
•Do you want this, certainly? – she asked me softly and seductively.
-I desire you. – I confessed, losing myself in the warmth of her body and scent, feeling her skin.
•Then take me! – she breathed, guiding my hand between her legs. - Touch me!
She was already wet, eager to make me feel better, to make me forget everything.
As my fingers explored her lower lips, she stretched, breathing in air. My caresses were more familiar and intimate. I could tell that no one had ever made her feel this way.
We were only the two of us.
In those moments, nothing else mattered.
•Aghhh! Like that! Just like that! – She purred, with her hips moving over my hand.
I enjoyed seeing her like that. Despite our differences, I recognize that many times I fantasized about submit her to similar ways in her office. After all, Maddie is an attractive woman.
• Ahh! Aaaah! I love you! – escaped from her lips, with a soft and sensible voice, after reaching her first orgasm.
But I could tell it was true. Our relationship, until the moment she moved me out of home, was a sexual tension that we never discussed. But now, since we had consummated it, the situation had changed.
My gentle thrusts made her feel waves of pleasure that seemed to shatter her into pieces. My kisses were leaving a trail of fire across her skin.
Our kisses were relentless. There was no doubt that both of us had kissed many lips. We could tell, since we left each other breathless with the skills of our tongues, which left us searching for more. Her hands explored my body, feeling and palpating my muscles. She smiled satisfied, enjoying what her hands found.
Our movements became more frantic as the minutes passed, with each minute taking us to the edge of madness. Madeleine's toes curled with each thrust. Each sigh cut off in her throat, while my teeth brushed against her nipples. The orgasms she felt had no parallel, a whirlwind of pleasure that made her feel like she was flying through the clouds.
Our love was palpable in every touch, every kiss, every tender caress. I could tell she knew how to make her feel like a goddess and how much she enjoyed it.When the fourth orgasm hit her, she clung to me, letting out an adoring sigh, with her nails digging into my back.
I looked at her with a mix of admiration and need. I already had a clear idea that this wasn't just a good screw, because I was worried about making her feel pleasure.
Our movements became a melody of pleasure and desire, taking us both to the brink of climax. And when we reached the peak, with me filling and refilling her with each pleasurable detonation, she let out a glorious, refreshing, and sensual scream that made me drain into her.
Madeleine caressed my back, feeling how my chest rose and fell beneath her breasts.
Noticing her calm down, we resumed our initial conversation.
-Do you trust me? I asked, with a softer tone.
-“With my life!” she responded proudly, without hesitation.
We kissed again.
-Look! Let me find out what Edith is looking for. But don't pay attention to her requests. We have something good here and it's not worth ruining it. I said, trying to calm her down.
That pleased her because, despite everything, I'm still a man of action.
-“What if... he asks us to be intimate? You know what I mean?” she asked timidly.
I smiled empathetically.
-I don't know! It depends on you. - I replied after giving her a kiss.
But I could notice in the kindness of her eyes that, to avoid disappointing me, she would try to avoid it if possible.
-“Ok, I'll consider it. But I trust you, Marco. I trust you with my life.” - she responded sincerely.
I smiled and took her hand, kissing it affectionately.
-Well then, I'll take you to work. I'll try to stay in touch. - I said, making her feel relieved.
We showered separately and got dressed. However, our A surprise would be huge, given that, upon entering our corporate building, we found nothing more and nothing less than Edith, who seemed to be waiting particularly for us. It's good to see they've settled their differences. – She commented with a hint of sarcasm, noticing our embarrassment. – I'm sorry. If you're bothered...- I apologized, although Edith interrupted me. – Not at all! – she added smiling towards Maddie. – If she can keep you interested in continuing to work with us, we can arrange for some hours of her time. Maddie and I looked at each other. It was clear that Edith knew everything between us.
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3 comentários - Corporate espionage 57
Le garchas la esposa y tambien la amante
La parte del sexo ya se que siempre es buena, pero no me dejes con la intriga la puta que te pario!
Ahora tengo que esperar una semana para saber cómo sigue!!!