Hello, my name is Mónica and I'm from Buenos Aires. I'm 49 years old and what I'm going to tell you happened relatively recently, in January 2023, during my vacations.
I'm divorced and we share custody of my son Lucas with my ex-husband. We've been separated for five years now, and our relationship is normal, I suppose, like that of any divorced couple. Luckily, Lucas is already grown, he's 17 years old, so it doesn't cause any problems for him to live with me in the apartment we always had and spend weekends or other stays with his father. He can manage on his own quite well now.
A bit about me? Despite my age, I feel very good about my body. I've always been tall and thin, almost 5 feet 8 inches. I have black hair and I like to wear it long and straight, just as I always did. I try to exercise when I can and eat well and healthily. Yes, I have a vice that is smoking, but I've been trying to quit for a while now. I don't smoke much either. Although I'm tall and thin, I'm not at all scrawny or flabby. It's not because I'm vain, as I never had to do anything special to keep them, but my breasts are large and well-formed. I have a normal waist for a woman of my age who has already had a child some time ago, and I think I have a nice booty. I carry a lovely figure and sometimes when I'm walking down the street, some men will look at me. Luckily, I haven't gotten that famous old-man thing that gives so many women trouble, and I think I can keep it going for a few more years if I take care of myself.
Since we separated from my husband five years ago, I really didn't have another serious relationship. A year after the separation, I started dating someone at work for a while, but it wasn't anything serious and it didn't last long. We had been together for about four months, no more. After that, I didn't have any intimate contact with any other man (or woman, I clarify). My life became working and taking care of Lucas when I had him, and to distract myself going out with my friends somewhere or just staying home resting.
The story I'm going to tell you happened last year and nobody else knows it except for the other person involved. I didn't tell anyone, not even my closest friends, because I was afraid they would think badly of me or that a serious problem would arise. You'll see why.
By January 2023, I had already requested my vacation days and thought about taking Lucas to the coast with me. I had a month available and wanted to make the most of it since 2022 had been an exhausting year for me in every sense. My ex-husband was never multimillionaire, but we had enough money to live well and in the divorce settlement and property division that fortunately was quite friendly, we decided to keep the house we had on the coast in Pinamar because both of us felt bad about losing it. We wanted to keep it and just arrange dates if either of us wanted to use it for their vacations. We never had any problems so I talked to my ex and arranged that I would spend January there with Lucas, then if he wanted in February he could stay with him at the coast or come back with me to Buenos Aires. We'd see how things went.
When the date was approaching, one day Lucas asked if he could invite... her best friend, Juani, to come with us and be there for the two of them to enjoy their vacations. Juani was Lucas's best friend since they were in primary school and they were inseparable. Of course I agreed with pleasure but I told him I would talk to Juani's mother to make sure she agrees too. I knew her from years ago and we had a very good relationship. I arranged everything with Juani's mother and we agreed that I would travel first to Pinamar when my vacations started, just after New Year's, spend some days alone and the second week the kids would arrive together by bus. Juani's mother was super grateful and offered to pay for her son's expenses while he was with us, but of course I refused. I knew Juani since he was little and he was Lucas's best friend. I liked the idea that Lucas had his friend there with whom to share time on the coast and have fun. Besides, Juani was a healthy dude who didn't get into anything weird. The two of them played soccer at the club but Juani was the most athletic of the two. It really wasn't costing me anything for Juani to be there with us, we had known each other for so long it was like family almost.
I arrived in Pinamar by car loaded with my things to spend the vacations and after setting up in the house and relaxing a bit I went out to buy some food and drinks and started cleaning the house quietly. Just being there on the coast made me feel more relaxed and I anticipated excellent vacations. But unfortunately, plans didn't go as anyone expected.
It was Thursday of the first week of January and the plan was for my ex-husband to have Lucas until today, they would meet up with Juani and take them both to the bus terminal in Retiro so that they could come to Pinamar, and I would pick them up early in the morning on Friday. But that Thursday afternoon my ex-husband called me telling me that Lucas had an accident. I was playing soccer with friends at the club, one seemed to have stepped on the ball and had hurt his ankle very badly. Luckily it wasn't broken but it must have luxated or stretched some ligaments and the area was swollen and he was in a lot of pain. They gave him medication to calm the pain and told him to get some studies done to see what was wrong with him. They thought it was just that and wouldn't be anything serious, but the thing is that in those conditions I wasn't going to be able to travel to Pinamar the next day.
I didn't worry too much because this wasn't the first time Lucas had gotten hurt. We would have some kind of injury like this about once a year, so I was used to it. I talked to Lucas who was there with his dad and he said it hurt but that he was fine, not to worry. He told me he was half sad because he couldn't travel the next day and Juani was even more down in the dumps because he had gone to find out about changing his ticket from the transportation company and they had told him no, who knows why, that he could cancel but not change it like that at the last minute.
So I didn't want to make a bad situation worse, so I told Lucas to tell his friend to come anyway, just as planned, and then later when Lucas could travel, even with an orthopedic boot, for him to come. This was just an inconvenience and there was no need to cancel their vacation because of this. I told him we would find a way to have fun anyway, not to worry.
Lucas sorted everything out quickly with Juani and then called me to tell me that yes, Juani was going to travel as planned and he would pick him up tomorrow morning at the Pinamar terminal. To me it was the same, picking up two or one person made no difference. So we left it like that and the plan remained firm despite this inconvenience.
The next day I went to pick up Juani around 10 am at the terminal of Pinamar. We said goodbye when he got off the micro and couldn't stop thanking me for everything, that I had invited him, that he had come to look for it, that we hadn't canceled anything... Juani was a love. I told him not to worry, that until Lucas came in a few days, I would take care of him and take him out for walks all around, since he didn't know anything about Pinamar. He was like family and I loved having him there.
When we arrived at the house, Juani settled into the room we had for the kids, with two simple beds, and started unpacking his bags and organizing his clothes. It was almost lunchtime so I cooked something for us to eat and we ate, chatting a bit about everything. While we were eating and talking, I would laugh a little on the inside because I remembered always the Juani from when he and Lucas were in elementary school, the little loving and slightly tipsy one with whom we had passed so many moments. And I laughed because now it seemed like I was having someone else ahead of me. Yes, of course, it was Juani, it was the same... but at the same time it wasn't. He was already a little man and spoke like one. I was sure that the same would have happened to Lucas, but as his mother, I didn't notice. The two had grown up and were no longer any kids. Especially Juani more than Lucas. He was the most athletic and sporty of the two, he had already gone through puberty for a while and it showed quite muscularly compared to what my son was like, who was more slender. I looked at him and we laughed while chatting and eating, and really seemed like another person to me. At times it seemed like a type, not the Juani of always.
I didn't see Juani that often during the year. Due to where each of us lived, it was more common for Juani to hang out with my son when he spent time with his father, but sometimes they would come to the house. I had seen him regularly once a month or so, and I don't know why in those moments and that environment I hadn't noticed him so different or maybe I didn't. me would have noticed. But he had turned into a dude quite a jerk. Added to that the body he had developed was sure to have several girls swarming around him already. Since we had confidence from so many years and I noticed we were both relaxed, I decided to bring up the topic while having lunch.
I'm Juani, I asked, And your girlfriend didn't get mad when you came here and left her alone?
He laughed while eating, What girlfriend?
I also smiled, Come on, kid, tell me you don't have any girl fluttering around you?
It seemed to him that he got a bit serious, but he still said it in a normal tone, No, Moni. I don't have one. Girls don't bother with me.
I didn't want to laugh because it could be misinterpreted, but I couldn't believe it, Daaale Juani. Seriously?
He nodded his head, I swear, Moni. Post-it. I went out with a girl last year. A long time ago. And before that, honestly, nothing.
Ah, well, see? You had then., I smiled.
Yes, but it didn't work out. Neither did I spend much time with her., he replied and then looked at me with a smile, The one who's in love is Lucas.
I smiled, Yes, he's with Maribel. He really loves that girl, she gets along very well with me.
They're doing great.
And Maribel never introduced you to a friend? Nothing?, I asked Juani
He shook his head, No, nothing. Bah, what do I know, it never happened. It didn't.
I smiled at him and looked at him, Well, don't worry about it. It will pass. It's a shame you're not with any girl. Well... good... I mean that assuming you want to, not?
Juani looked at me, Yes, obviously I do, Moni.
Juani didn't say it in words but I caught what he wanted to tell me right away. At that age the hormones must have been drilling his head and driving him crazy, poor guy. I remembered my own sexual awakening at that age and understood perfectly. I didn't have many boyfriends at that age and I also wanted it but it wasn't given to me. I thought it was a shame that a healthy and facherito guy like him... alone. 'And why do you think it never happened, hmm?', I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders, 'I don't know. I have no idea. I'll be ugly.', he laughed. 'Don't say that, Juani. You're not ugly at all. Seriously. Don't bring yourself down like that.', I said seriously. 'And well, it could be, but I don't know what other explanation there is', he told me and looked at me. Was he looking at me? It seemed to notice how Juani's gaze sometimes lingered without wanting to look at me, but those were just my ideas. 'Look, who knows, maybe now that Lucas comes along you'll meet a nice girl. Who knows?', I smiled, 'Maybe there's a summer love.' He laughed and continued eating, 'Yes, it would be good, wouldn't it? Wishful thinking.' I smiled while finishing my plate, 'Want yourself a little more, Juani. If you don't want yourself, how will others want you?' 'If Moni, not like that', he said, 'I'm not depressed or anything. It's just sometimes... it's hard. Say, you see everyone with someone and you're alone... half of it sucks.' I nodded and got up with my plate, then took the one he had already finished, 'If I understand. Obviously it sucks. But do you know what? Those are just moments. Moments that are there and suddenly pass.' I carried the plates to the kitchen sink to start washing them and we kept talking. Juani was still sitting at the table, finishing his drink and leaning back a bit in his chair while I washed up behind him. 'I'm telling you because it happened to me too', I said without looking, 'When I was your age I also had those dry spells when I wasn't with any guy.' He heard me laugh, 'Come on, that's not something you'd believe...' I turned my head to answer him and saw that he quickly looked up at me. Had he been checking out my butt? It was quick, but not quick enough and I caught it. I answered him the same way, without pointing out what I had noticed, 'What don't you believe?' 'And you weren't with anyone when you were a girl... or maybe you did have those...' baches, like you said., he replied. I turned around again to keep washing, And why didn't you believe me? I don't know, Moni, I never saw your girl photos but you must have been beautiful just like now. You can't have changed that much, he said. I smiled without him seeing it, Oh how kind, thank you for the compliment. I'll show you my girl photos if you want. I have some on my phone. Uh yeah, go ahead.., he laughed, I want to see. Okay, I said, But even if I was like that or not. What matters is that I also had periods where I wasn't with anyone and wanted. It's like how it feels., I said. I raised my eyes discreetly and saw Juani still sitting there, but definitely checking me out, as if he couldn't take his eyes off me. I could have turned around and kept talking, but I thought about letting him keep looking. After a little while in silence, I heard him say, But your bache passed and it's over now. That's what I'm saying. It's just periods, nothing more. You don't have to worry., I said. I'm not worried. Nothing else bothers me that much. It will pass, stay calm. Seriously. I wouldn't say so if..., I smiled a little over my shoulder while finishing up the washing. Maybe. Well... thank you for lunch, Moni. And everything., he said and got up. Oh don't thank me, Juani. It's no problem., I said, Besides, you're going to be here for a long time. You'll thank me all the time? He laughed, Of course. I'm polite. Esteee... can I go take a shower? Is the bathroom free? Yes, of course it is. Go ahead and relax. I'll finish up here, do a few more things and then I think I'll take a dip in the pool for a bit. You go take your shower, I replied, We'll see if we can go somewhere this afternoon, okay? Okay, thanks, he said and left the kitchen. I finished everything in the kitchen, went to my room and changed, putting on my swimsuit. Despite what everyone always said, that it was wrong, I had always loved giving myself a quick rinse in the pool after eating. It never did me any harm and I always enjoyed it. It was my habit. When I went to look for a towel I didn't find one. I remembered they were all left in the bathroom. I went into the bathroom, opened the door slowly and listened to the sound of the shower and a lot of steam that had gathered in the atmosphere came out slowly through the door.
I put my head in and warned Juani, Juani, it's me, I'm coming to get a towel, don't worry...
Okay, go ahead..., he replied from behind the shower curtain while continuing to shower.
I'm going to take a dip in the pool for a bit, do you want to come?, I asked while finding a towel.
Eeehhh, no leave Moni, another day. I'm already showering, but thanks..., I heard him.
Well, when I get back I'll shower myself. You just relax and do what you want...
Okay, thanks...
What happened next won't be forgotten by me anymore. The moment is etched in my memory like a branding iron. I had the towel in my hand and was ready to leave when I turned around and almost instinctively looked at the mirror. It wasn't fogged up so I saw everything. Juani had left the shower curtain slightly open, not completely closed, so I saw him showering in the mirror. It was just a few seconds, or at least that's what I hope, since I lost track of time for a bit, I swear. What a body Juani had... muscular all over, but muscular well... not grotesque and deformed like a bodybuilder. Not at all. He had marked and strong arms, and abdominal and pectoral muscles that were to die for. Seeing him soap up his body didn't help me stop staring at it in silence like an idiot. The worst part was when my eyes naturally went down and there I saw...
Juani had an incredible penis. It wasn't erect at all, but it hung long... quite thick. He had peeled his skin back at some point, probably to wash himself there, and the glans was left visible. It was big and bulbous, with a divine mushroom shape. I swear my mouth was watering. What that hard and erect penis must be like, God... Juani had such a great body, what a man he was and would be...
I went back to myself after a few seconds and realized I had stayed there in the bathroom, holding the towel and looking at Juani without him noticing, as if I were a shy girl and not a woman almost fifty years old. Without saying anything, I hurried out of the bathroom, closing the door slowly and going outside to the patio and pool. I was desperately trying not to think about what I had seen, but it was almost impossible. As I left my towel and things by the pool, I couldn't help but brood over Juani. I swear I wanted him, didn't want to think about how until just a day ago I thought he was still a boy, but now he was a man. And what a man he was, God... It wasn't right to think about it, it wasn't decent and I didn't want to. But the thoughts kept assaulting my head, I swear. It had been so long since I'd been with a man. A serious man like Juani. The feelings of warmth and womanly need that I had been carrying around unused for so long started to surface and fill my head with ideas and images I didn't need at that moment. I was almost thirty years older than him, he was the best friend of my son... nothing needed to happen. I didn't want problems, couldn't have any problem.
I got into the pool and started swimming a bit, trying to clear my head with the cold water and some exercise and make myself stop thinking about things I didn't need to think about. Women who are reading this will surely understand perfectly. I had so much to lose... it could get so big of a problem and mess if I wasn't careful And it would get to do something I shouldn't... but the idea kept haunting me, pounding my mind like a ram trying to knock down a castle gate.
I told myself while swimming that I should stop messing around. I was already big, nothing was going to happen and that's it. Enough. And finally I managed it. The cold water and the exercise of doing several laps in the pool helped calm me down. I wasn't in there for long, I just wanted a quick dip to get rid of the heat and enjoy the water a bit. I got out of the pool, dried off a little there and went back home, heading straight for the bathroom. Juani must have finished showering a while ago.
I didn't see Juani anywhere, but the door to the boys' room was closed. He had to be in there. When I entered the bathroom, the atmosphere still had something of the steam and heat from Juani's shower. I took off my swimsuit and got under the shower, just to rinse myself quickly and wash off all the chlorine from the pool. I finished, dried off a bit, wrapped myself in a big towel and went to my room to get dressed.
I stayed there for a while in my room while the house was silent. Juani must have been lying on the bed with his phone or had fallen asleep after lunch. Luckily all my thoughts had already gone away. The swim and shower had done me good. I took off the towel and stayed naked in the intimacy and silence of my room, drying myself quietly and looking for something to wear. I thought about a loose sweater and jeans for the rest of the day. I didn't want to put on anything tight... Juani had been staring at me while we were having lunch and I didn't want to tempt him, not even by accident. It was best. I threw the clothes on the bed and pulled out a small pot of moisturizing cream from a drawer that I liked using, it left my skin feeling smooth and it felt great. I rubbed the cream all over my legs and butt, then went in front of the big mirror in the room and I started going through my arms, stomach, and breasts, trying not to leave any part of my skin without attention. I liked admiring myself in front of the mirror when I was alone and naked like this. It wasn't vanity, it was more like gratitude for being able to reach my age and still having a nice body. Men naturally always pay attention to these things, even at our age or older. I was still slender, nothing had come out of my belly, just a little bit but it felt good. I put myself in profile and looked at myself in the mirror. I never had an enormous ass, but it was nice and not sagging. I added a bit more cream and went over my breasts and neck again while looking at myself in the mirror. The truth is that I still had beautiful tits. I loved them very much. They were big and soft, with perfect drop and shape that made men look at me all the time. Then I saw my face while I continued to apply and spread cream on my breasts. Yes, of course, I already had some wrinkles on my neck and a few on my face, but it was inevitable. Cream and cosmetics helped a bit, yes, but it wasn't something that could be solved.
Just being silly and since I was alone, I took my hands to my breasts and played quietly in front of the mirror, squeezing them and stopping them a little in my hands while looking at how they looked... and that's when I saw it. In the mirror I saw the door of my room just slightly open and through the gap that had formed I saw a small movement from someone. From the mirror I couldn't distinguish well, but definitely there was someone looking at me through the gap in the door, hiding. I froze suddenly, it couldn't be anyone else but Juani. There was no one else in the house.
Juani saw me, noticed that he had caught my attention and saw how quickly he disappeared to the living room side.
'Juani!' I raised my voice but didn't see him appear again.
Angry, I got dressed as fast as I could and ran out of my room too searching for the boy. He had been spying on me, I was sure, but how long did he stay there without me noticing? What had he seen?
When I arrived at the living room a moment later, I saw him sitting in the armchair and looking at me nervously and somewhat scared. I was quite angry. I think very few women like being spied on in their intimacy and that situation.
Juani, what are you doing?! What's wrong, kid? Are you crazy?!, I said with a bitter and strong tone, stopping there and looking at him, But you've gone crazy?!?
No... wait, Moni... I..., he tried to start but I interrupted his apology.
How are you going to do that? Do you realize what you did?, I growled.
Juani seemed like he was about to cry at any moment, I thought. Despite being a man, he was still just a 16-year-old boy who had gotten himself into trouble and didn't know what to do.
Forgive me, Moni... please ask... forgive me..., he said and begged with his eyes, sitting there in the armchair, I swear I don't know what happened... I was going to get something to drink... at the kitchen... I passed by and looked without wanting to...
But for God's sake, Juani..., I said lowering my tone a bit, Don't tell me you looked without wanting to... You stayed there for a while, didn't you? Do you think that's okay?
No, obviously... excuse me, please... , he said, I'm an idiot... please forgive me...
Tell me the truth, Juani, I said with my eyebrows furrowed, The least you can do after what you just did is not lie to me, no?
I saw him look at me for a moment and then put his hands over his face, rubbing it and trying to calm down a bit. I sat down slowly next to him, waiting for him to calm down. I also lowered my tone. I didn't think it would be productive to keep scolding him constantly anyway. I had already shown him how angry I was with my tone.
Relax, Juani, I said finally in a soft tone while looking at him, It's over, it's done, you did it. But tell me the truth. I'm not going to... retar ni nada.
Juani pulled his hands off his face and looked at me, embarrassed, I'm a jerk, Moni... yeah, I stared for a bit. Forgive me. I swear it won't happen again.
It's okay, I said, I forgive you, don't worry.
Please don't tell my mom anything. Please. Or Lucas... nobody..., he begged.
I sighed, Look, if I'm going to say something like that. It stays between us, Juani.
At that moment, I thought I didn't have much moral authority to judge the kid, given that I had been in the bathroom just half an hour earlier, looking at him naked in the shower without him knowing. Something I wasn't planning on revealing to him. So I lowered my tone and intensity. You had to understand him, not judge him.
Okay, good, it's over. It's done., I said softly. He looked at me and nodded, You won't do it again, no?
No, I swear, he said.
Juani, I know what you saw is probably nothing you haven't seen before, right? But still, intruding on any woman's intimacy like that isn't good, I want you to understand that., I said, Even if the woman doesn't realize it, it's not good to spy like that.
Yes, I already know all that... but what I did... passed, I saw you without wanting to and I stayed looking. I tempted myself
It's okay, I said, I understand, Juani..., then I noticed Juani had his cell phone in his hand and a lightbulb went off in my head. I stayed silent for a bit until I finally asked.
Juani... didn't you take pictures of me?, I said gesturing to the phone he was holding. He looked nervous and tried to deny it, but it didn't convince anyone.
Eh? N-no... no, Moni, I just had it in my hand for nothing...
I looked at him seriously and we stared at each other in silence for a moment, Come on. You were going to the kitchen to get something to drink with your phone in your hand?
Juani didn't say anything, he just stayed quiet for a bit and hung his head in shame, not daring to look at me, Forgive me, Moni... I'm a moron. I just sighed, Do me a favor, Juani, delete those photos, okay? Please. It's not good. He nodded, unlocked his phone, went to the image gallery and showed me how he was deleting the photos. He had taken about seven or eight since hiding behind the door. The photos were of me naked, applying lotion all over my body.
When I saw him finish deleting them, I smiled. My anger had passed a bit. Yes, what he did was wrong, but it gave me a little tenderness really. I saw him troubled for being discovered and that made my heart happy. I wanted to tell him that I knew what he did was wrong and he only tempted himself. After all, Juani wasn't any pervert or anything like that. He was just a 16-year-old dude.
I smiled at him and gently squeezed his forearm to give him encouragement and confidence, letting him know I wasn't angry anymore, Good, Juani, it's over now. Promise me you won't do it again and that's it... nothing happened here, okay? He looked at me and smiled softly, I promise, Moni. Stay calm. It's over. Thanks for understanding...
At that moment I was tempted to go up to him and give him a kiss on the cheek, but I thought it wasn't appropriate and might even be worse. So I just smiled and left, putting my hand on his head and messing with his hair a bit like I always did when he got into trouble as a kid with Lucas at home. He also laughed and smiled sweetly.
Good, I'm going to the center to buy some things, I said, Please don't go out because your mom asked me not to let you walk alone there. When I come back and it's a bit cooler if you want we can take a walk. Okay Moni, he said, Where am I going? If I don't know anything. I'm going to sleep and take a nap. Fine, good night. I left, grabbed the car and went to the center to buy more food and other things that were needed, since at home there was almost nothing for the weekend and I already wanted to have everything ready for When Lucas comes back in a few days with his injury, I don't want him to find it here or there. Suddenly, while I was shopping, I started thinking about something I hadn't noticed before. When I asked Juani to delete the photos he had taken, remembering how the conversation went, something gave me a little chill. It seemed like Juani had agreed very quickly and without protesting to delete the photos. Too quickly. Yes, I saw him deleting them with my own eyes and he showed me when he did it so I would be sure, but... were those all the photos he took? I didn't have a way of knowing, but doubt crept in. It wasn't because I suspected Juani because if not, but well, the guy had already gotten involved in my intimacy once. He was more alive than I thought and seemed to be pretending.
I finished shopping with that idea in my head. I wanted to make sure he deleted them somehow and, better yet, I wanted to make sure that if he left any photo undeleted, he wasn't sending or distributing them. You never know. It wasn't because I suspected Juani because if not, but it was possible and would be a problem.
When I got home, I put the shopping bags away and the house was completely silent. I went to the rooms and saw the door to the kids' room closed. I pressed my ear against the door and didn't hear anything. Juani must be sleeping. I knew it was risky, very risky, but I had the idea of going in and if he was sleeping, checking his phone quickly to make sure there weren't more photos. I had seen him unlock it earlier and remembered it, so there wouldn't be a problem.
But honestly, I was afraid of doing it and getting caught. And I wasn't even certain that Juani was really sleeping on the other side of the door. He could just be sitting there with his phone and what excuse would I give for entering his room? Luckily, another idea occurred to me
Even if it was, I'd realize if Juani was sleeping or not. Without making a sound, I slowly got up and walked silently around the house to get to the boys' room window. It was hard for Juani to see me if he was awake, and if he was asleep, he would have woken up immediately that it was safe to go back in, enter the room, and check my phone.
When I reached the window with great care, I stretched a bit and looked inside. Again, just like what happened in the bathroom, what I saw won't leave my mind.
Juani wasn't sleeping. He was awake. The window I was spying through was above the head of the bed, so he couldn't see me, but I could see everything. He was lying on the bed, completely naked and masturbating strongly and quickly. He had his phone in his hand. At first, I thought he would be watching some porn video, but no... it was my own video. I was naked in my room, applying lotion all over my body and playing with my breasts in front of the mirror.
Yes, the guy was very alive and didn't have a problem deleting the photos... because he knew I had also recorded a video that I never told him existed and I, like an idiot, didn't ask. It didn't seem like a very long video, lasting around thirty seconds or something, but Juani kept replaying it over and over again. Masturbating with one hand while holding the phone in front of his face.
But the video wasn't the worst. Yes, I found it strange to see myself in a video, naked and touching myself, of course. But soon I stopped paying attention to the video and my eyes were like darts when I saw Juani masturbating. I can't explain, I don't have words to describe how beautiful his cock was, already so hard and erect, in his hand. Water started running down my mouth again. It seemed enormous and well-erect. Long and hard, receiving the stimulation of his quick fist. Tightening herself again and again. God almighty, what was that cock, it's beauty... I had never seen one like that alive before. I left once more astonished, looking at her as a 15-year-old who had never seen one in her life. I started to get hot without being able to take my eyes off Juani as she masturbated, and the fact that she was doing it again and again while looking at me naked on the video gave me even more and more morbidness. All the discipline I had gathered during the day to not think about what I saw in the bathroom went straight to hell in that instant and my mind was flooded with images and lustful desires, of how much I wanted to feel that beautiful cock, anywhere, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered at that moment. I wanted to feel her inside me. So big, so erect. I wanted, desired, cum with that divine cock inside me and cover her with my orgasm.
Juani looked at the video again and again while she furiously masturbated with my image and naked body on the phone screen. I thought it was already over and this was the level of heat I would have. But no. There was more. From my spy position by the window, I saw everything like a privileged spectator.
Suddenly I saw Juani's body tense up, let go of her hand holding the phone, and start masturbating with more force. That divine cock she had in her hand was about to explode from pleasure. I couldn't hear anything, but soon I saw Juani start cumming. Her beautiful body tensing up and shaking smoothly. Her cock exploded a second later, releasing shot after shot of white semen with such force that it surprised me and almost made me exclaim something out loud. The tip of her cock was expelling its semen with long and voluminous shots, with so much force that some of the shots had fallen almost to her chest height, and most of her ejaculation was already bathing and caressing those beautiful abdominal muscles that were also tensed... It had been a while. I didn't see a man cum like that. So strong and with so much semen volume. I had never seen it before, but it came to my head that maybe a bull or a colt could cum like that too. It had been such a long time since I saw a man of that age, just starting his first years of maximum sexual power, that I almost forgot what a man was like at his best moment and the pleasure and strength he could give to a woman. Compared to my last relationship with that work colleague... it wasn't about making odious comparisons, but the humble little drops and tiny spurts that came out of my colleague when he ejaculated had no comparison to this true torrent of pure sex, cum and love from a man. God, I couldn't stop looking at him.
I needed to feel the taste of all that young guy's cum... I needed to feel it filling me up... filling me up completely. All my ideas about discipline, not wanting to do anything with Juani, not causing problems... went flying out the window when I saw that little guy finish on top of me. Thanks to my own body image from the video.
Juani finally stopped ejaculating, stayed there for a few moments recovering and took a tissue from the nightstand, cleaning himself up. It was the signal for me to get out of there once and for all, in case he discovered me. I went back home and made some noise in the kitchen with the bags, deliberately, so he could hear me from his room.
For the rest of the day we were together, I couldn't think about anything else. Yes, we talked about everything, we went out for a walk to get to know Pinamar. The sun had already set and it was very nice for a walk. We talked about everything, without ever touching on what he had done, as if both of us were ready and finished with it. We walked for a couple of hours and it was getting dark.
The only thing I wanted was to go home and find some way, anything, to make that little guy Take it. He seemed to be doing well, we chatted as always, we had fun as always. Even gave me tenderness when Juani offered to pay for a pizza for the two of us, like apologizing for what he had done. A pizza wouldn't fix anything, but I loved the gesture and let him do it so he would feel good.
I really had a lot of fear of advancing. I wanted him, I desired him very much and knew that he also wanted me. But he wasn't going to take the first step. I didn't want to be the one to make the move, like the most experienced woman, but everything that came to mind made me panic thinking about it. The problem was enormous if something went wrong.
I stayed like that for hours, battling inside between my huge desires for Juani and my fear of something going wrong.
We ate the pizza and put on some TV. Both sitting on the couch but keeping a respectable distance. It was almost midnight and I didn't feel well. It wasn't physical, it was mental and emotional. I had been thinking about Juani since the afternoon. While we did everything we did, the walk, dinner, now watching TV... it was like there was a Monica who talked to him, all normal, and another Monica well hidden inside that had spent the last eight hours holding onto the boy again and again and again, fantasy after fantasy, image after image. The two Monicas coexisted and I felt mentally exhausted. One of the two Monicas had to impose itself on the other. I didn't care which one. But both at the same time was impossible to bear.
I finally yawned and told Juani goodnight, that I was going to bed. If he wanted, we could get up tomorrow and go to the beach if the day was nice or whatever he wanted. We gave each other a goodbye kiss on the cheek and I went to the bathroom to wash up, then to my room, closing the door behind me. I don't usually sleep naked, but this I needed it that way. It was still warm in here, but the warmth I had inside, that night I decided to sleep like this. I didn't know why I got into bed, because if I thought about sleeping I realized right away it wasn't going to happen.
In the silence of my room, I kept turning and turning on the bed, unable to get a wink of sleep. They can probably imagine everything I was thinking and couldn't get it out of my mind. I saw the flickering and soft changing lighting from the TV in the living room below my door until Juani turned it off after a while and I heard him go to the bathroom and then his bedroom to sleep.
I thought, what's left for me to sleep? I sat up on the bed, naked, and leaned back with my belly down, looking very carefully into the almost absolute darkness to see if I could see anything under my door. It was very difficult, almost impossible, but I wanted to see if Juani would turn on his phone and if he did, if I could see the light of his phone passing under the two doors.
After a little while, a soft smile formed in the complete darkness of my room. I saw a faint, almost imperceptible light filtering through the two doors. Juani was looking at his phone and I sighed contentedly. Of course, I didn't know he was watching. He must have been watching porn, something on YouTube, or the summary of some football game... I didn't even know, but it didn't matter to me.
Because in my head, Juani was watching my video again. And my naked body in the video made him so hard and erect. And he had to masturbate again to relieve himself because my naked body in the video was heating him up so much...
I rolled over on the bed and put myself back on my stomach, letting my head and long hair fall over the edge of the bed, looking carefully at the faint light coming through the door. In the intimacy and darkness of my room, like a true sow, I opened my legs wide and started rubbing my clitoris. The word: pussy, I already felt it quite wet. With one hand I was doing that and with the other I was gently squeezing one of my breasts, slowly twisting my nipples, giving myself pleasure while imagining Juani masturbating to my image in the other room. I only had to take a few steps to enter and be with him, but I was afraid. I wasn't motivated. Only I motivated myself to masturbate too, thinking about him and what I was seeing, and how my image made him so hot.
I started rubbing my clitoris, which was already quite wet, and small pleasurable orgasmic tugs ran through my body. In my head we were both masturbating at the same time, thinking one of us about the other, pleasing each other like that because there was nothing else we could do. I imagined Juani's beautiful cock entering me, filling my vagina to the deepest part, our bodies giving each other pleasure... I imagined his hands running over my mature woman's body, his lips sucking my breasts, his teeth biting my nipples and his divine penis penetrating me to the deepest part, until finally he came and filled me with his semen, like a beautiful foal serving its mare, making her moan and moan, exploding in pleasure.
I stayed like that with my legs open in the air while my fingers made me cum gently. God, how I wished the door of my room would suddenly open, for Juani to see me like this without saying anything, with my head hanging in the air and him burying his incredible cock deep into my throat, making me take all his hot cum... God...I was lying in bed for a very long time, naked and in various positions, masturbating. Even though I saw that Juani's phone light had been off for a long time and he must have been asleep... I wasn't sleeping, and I couldn't sleep. I came to myself three times thinking of all the different ways Juani would take me in my head, and I knew I was nowhere near finishing the list my imagination was producing.
If it were any other guy, I thought... if it were any other dude, not the best friend of my son, not the son of my friend from so many years ago... if it were anyone else from anywhere... God, I would have already gotten up and silently slipped into his bed without saying a word to love him and be loved. Let us love all night long. But no. It was Juani, not another, and I couldn't do anything. I didn't have the courage to do anything. So I just kept masturbating until I was exhausted and fell asleep.
It was three in the morning and I was still awake. I had stopped, gotten up, gone back to bed, and stopped again several times. I found myself staring at myself in the mirror, face-to-face in the darkness, with my hair a mess and my legs trembling from all the masturbation. What was happening to me? What had I become? When would this terrible desire pass? When would I calm down?
I looked at the closed door of my room and, I swear, for a brief moment I thought I couldn't take it anymore. That I would just open the door, go into Juani's bed, naked. Almost did. I swear almost did, but fear calmed me down and was stronger. I got back into bed and closed my eyes, finally feeling tired.
I don't know what time I must have fallen asleep, but what I do know is that I fell asleep thinking that on the other side of me, I felt the warmth of Juani's body.
Since we separated from my husband five years ago, I really didn't have another serious relationship. A year after the separation, I started dating someone at work for a while, but it wasn't anything serious and it didn't last long. We had been together for about four months, no more. After that, I didn't have any intimate contact with any other man (or woman, I clarify). My life became working and taking care of Lucas when I had him, and to distract myself going out with my friends somewhere or just staying home resting.The story I'm going to tell you happened last year and nobody else knows it except for the other person involved. I didn't tell anyone, not even my closest friends, because I was afraid they would think badly of me or that a serious problem would arise. You'll see why.
By January 2023, I had already requested my vacation days and thought about taking Lucas to the coast with me. I had a month available and wanted to make the most of it since 2022 had been an exhausting year for me in every sense. My ex-husband was never multimillionaire, but we had enough money to live well and in the divorce settlement and property division that fortunately was quite friendly, we decided to keep the house we had on the coast in Pinamar because both of us felt bad about losing it. We wanted to keep it and just arrange dates if either of us wanted to use it for their vacations. We never had any problems so I talked to my ex and arranged that I would spend January there with Lucas, then if he wanted in February he could stay with him at the coast or come back with me to Buenos Aires. We'd see how things went.
When the date was approaching, one day Lucas asked if he could invite... her best friend, Juani, to come with us and be there for the two of them to enjoy their vacations. Juani was Lucas's best friend since they were in primary school and they were inseparable. Of course I agreed with pleasure but I told him I would talk to Juani's mother to make sure she agrees too. I knew her from years ago and we had a very good relationship. I arranged everything with Juani's mother and we agreed that I would travel first to Pinamar when my vacations started, just after New Year's, spend some days alone and the second week the kids would arrive together by bus. Juani's mother was super grateful and offered to pay for her son's expenses while he was with us, but of course I refused. I knew Juani since he was little and he was Lucas's best friend. I liked the idea that Lucas had his friend there with whom to share time on the coast and have fun. Besides, Juani was a healthy dude who didn't get into anything weird. The two of them played soccer at the club but Juani was the most athletic of the two. It really wasn't costing me anything for Juani to be there with us, we had known each other for so long it was like family almost.
I arrived in Pinamar by car loaded with my things to spend the vacations and after setting up in the house and relaxing a bit I went out to buy some food and drinks and started cleaning the house quietly. Just being there on the coast made me feel more relaxed and I anticipated excellent vacations. But unfortunately, plans didn't go as anyone expected.
It was Thursday of the first week of January and the plan was for my ex-husband to have Lucas until today, they would meet up with Juani and take them both to the bus terminal in Retiro so that they could come to Pinamar, and I would pick them up early in the morning on Friday. But that Thursday afternoon my ex-husband called me telling me that Lucas had an accident. I was playing soccer with friends at the club, one seemed to have stepped on the ball and had hurt his ankle very badly. Luckily it wasn't broken but it must have luxated or stretched some ligaments and the area was swollen and he was in a lot of pain. They gave him medication to calm the pain and told him to get some studies done to see what was wrong with him. They thought it was just that and wouldn't be anything serious, but the thing is that in those conditions I wasn't going to be able to travel to Pinamar the next day.
I didn't worry too much because this wasn't the first time Lucas had gotten hurt. We would have some kind of injury like this about once a year, so I was used to it. I talked to Lucas who was there with his dad and he said it hurt but that he was fine, not to worry. He told me he was half sad because he couldn't travel the next day and Juani was even more down in the dumps because he had gone to find out about changing his ticket from the transportation company and they had told him no, who knows why, that he could cancel but not change it like that at the last minute.
So I didn't want to make a bad situation worse, so I told Lucas to tell his friend to come anyway, just as planned, and then later when Lucas could travel, even with an orthopedic boot, for him to come. This was just an inconvenience and there was no need to cancel their vacation because of this. I told him we would find a way to have fun anyway, not to worry.
Lucas sorted everything out quickly with Juani and then called me to tell me that yes, Juani was going to travel as planned and he would pick him up tomorrow morning at the Pinamar terminal. To me it was the same, picking up two or one person made no difference. So we left it like that and the plan remained firm despite this inconvenience.
The next day I went to pick up Juani around 10 am at the terminal of Pinamar. We said goodbye when he got off the micro and couldn't stop thanking me for everything, that I had invited him, that he had come to look for it, that we hadn't canceled anything... Juani was a love. I told him not to worry, that until Lucas came in a few days, I would take care of him and take him out for walks all around, since he didn't know anything about Pinamar. He was like family and I loved having him there.
When we arrived at the house, Juani settled into the room we had for the kids, with two simple beds, and started unpacking his bags and organizing his clothes. It was almost lunchtime so I cooked something for us to eat and we ate, chatting a bit about everything. While we were eating and talking, I would laugh a little on the inside because I remembered always the Juani from when he and Lucas were in elementary school, the little loving and slightly tipsy one with whom we had passed so many moments. And I laughed because now it seemed like I was having someone else ahead of me. Yes, of course, it was Juani, it was the same... but at the same time it wasn't. He was already a little man and spoke like one. I was sure that the same would have happened to Lucas, but as his mother, I didn't notice. The two had grown up and were no longer any kids. Especially Juani more than Lucas. He was the most athletic and sporty of the two, he had already gone through puberty for a while and it showed quite muscularly compared to what my son was like, who was more slender. I looked at him and we laughed while chatting and eating, and really seemed like another person to me. At times it seemed like a type, not the Juani of always.
I didn't see Juani that often during the year. Due to where each of us lived, it was more common for Juani to hang out with my son when he spent time with his father, but sometimes they would come to the house. I had seen him regularly once a month or so, and I don't know why in those moments and that environment I hadn't noticed him so different or maybe I didn't. me would have noticed. But he had turned into a dude quite a jerk. Added to that the body he had developed was sure to have several girls swarming around him already. Since we had confidence from so many years and I noticed we were both relaxed, I decided to bring up the topic while having lunch.
I'm Juani, I asked, And your girlfriend didn't get mad when you came here and left her alone?
He laughed while eating, What girlfriend?
I also smiled, Come on, kid, tell me you don't have any girl fluttering around you?
It seemed to him that he got a bit serious, but he still said it in a normal tone, No, Moni. I don't have one. Girls don't bother with me.
I didn't want to laugh because it could be misinterpreted, but I couldn't believe it, Daaale Juani. Seriously?
He nodded his head, I swear, Moni. Post-it. I went out with a girl last year. A long time ago. And before that, honestly, nothing.
Ah, well, see? You had then., I smiled.
Yes, but it didn't work out. Neither did I spend much time with her., he replied and then looked at me with a smile, The one who's in love is Lucas.
I smiled, Yes, he's with Maribel. He really loves that girl, she gets along very well with me.
They're doing great.
And Maribel never introduced you to a friend? Nothing?, I asked Juani
He shook his head, No, nothing. Bah, what do I know, it never happened. It didn't.
I smiled at him and looked at him, Well, don't worry about it. It will pass. It's a shame you're not with any girl. Well... good... I mean that assuming you want to, not?
Juani looked at me, Yes, obviously I do, Moni.
Juani didn't say it in words but I caught what he wanted to tell me right away. At that age the hormones must have been drilling his head and driving him crazy, poor guy. I remembered my own sexual awakening at that age and understood perfectly. I didn't have many boyfriends at that age and I also wanted it but it wasn't given to me. I thought it was a shame that a healthy and facherito guy like him... alone. 'And why do you think it never happened, hmm?', I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders, 'I don't know. I have no idea. I'll be ugly.', he laughed. 'Don't say that, Juani. You're not ugly at all. Seriously. Don't bring yourself down like that.', I said seriously. 'And well, it could be, but I don't know what other explanation there is', he told me and looked at me. Was he looking at me? It seemed to notice how Juani's gaze sometimes lingered without wanting to look at me, but those were just my ideas. 'Look, who knows, maybe now that Lucas comes along you'll meet a nice girl. Who knows?', I smiled, 'Maybe there's a summer love.' He laughed and continued eating, 'Yes, it would be good, wouldn't it? Wishful thinking.' I smiled while finishing my plate, 'Want yourself a little more, Juani. If you don't want yourself, how will others want you?' 'If Moni, not like that', he said, 'I'm not depressed or anything. It's just sometimes... it's hard. Say, you see everyone with someone and you're alone... half of it sucks.' I nodded and got up with my plate, then took the one he had already finished, 'If I understand. Obviously it sucks. But do you know what? Those are just moments. Moments that are there and suddenly pass.' I carried the plates to the kitchen sink to start washing them and we kept talking. Juani was still sitting at the table, finishing his drink and leaning back a bit in his chair while I washed up behind him. 'I'm telling you because it happened to me too', I said without looking, 'When I was your age I also had those dry spells when I wasn't with any guy.' He heard me laugh, 'Come on, that's not something you'd believe...' I turned my head to answer him and saw that he quickly looked up at me. Had he been checking out my butt? It was quick, but not quick enough and I caught it. I answered him the same way, without pointing out what I had noticed, 'What don't you believe?' 'And you weren't with anyone when you were a girl... or maybe you did have those...' baches, like you said., he replied. I turned around again to keep washing, And why didn't you believe me? I don't know, Moni, I never saw your girl photos but you must have been beautiful just like now. You can't have changed that much, he said. I smiled without him seeing it, Oh how kind, thank you for the compliment. I'll show you my girl photos if you want. I have some on my phone. Uh yeah, go ahead.., he laughed, I want to see. Okay, I said, But even if I was like that or not. What matters is that I also had periods where I wasn't with anyone and wanted. It's like how it feels., I said. I raised my eyes discreetly and saw Juani still sitting there, but definitely checking me out, as if he couldn't take his eyes off me. I could have turned around and kept talking, but I thought about letting him keep looking. After a little while in silence, I heard him say, But your bache passed and it's over now. That's what I'm saying. It's just periods, nothing more. You don't have to worry., I said. I'm not worried. Nothing else bothers me that much. It will pass, stay calm. Seriously. I wouldn't say so if..., I smiled a little over my shoulder while finishing up the washing. Maybe. Well... thank you for lunch, Moni. And everything., he said and got up. Oh don't thank me, Juani. It's no problem., I said, Besides, you're going to be here for a long time. You'll thank me all the time? He laughed, Of course. I'm polite. Esteee... can I go take a shower? Is the bathroom free? Yes, of course it is. Go ahead and relax. I'll finish up here, do a few more things and then I think I'll take a dip in the pool for a bit. You go take your shower, I replied, We'll see if we can go somewhere this afternoon, okay? Okay, thanks, he said and left the kitchen. I finished everything in the kitchen, went to my room and changed, putting on my swimsuit. Despite what everyone always said, that it was wrong, I had always loved giving myself a quick rinse in the pool after eating. It never did me any harm and I always enjoyed it. It was my habit. When I went to look for a towel I didn't find one. I remembered they were all left in the bathroom. I went into the bathroom, opened the door slowly and listened to the sound of the shower and a lot of steam that had gathered in the atmosphere came out slowly through the door.
I put my head in and warned Juani, Juani, it's me, I'm coming to get a towel, don't worry...
Okay, go ahead..., he replied from behind the shower curtain while continuing to shower.
I'm going to take a dip in the pool for a bit, do you want to come?, I asked while finding a towel.
Eeehhh, no leave Moni, another day. I'm already showering, but thanks..., I heard him.
Well, when I get back I'll shower myself. You just relax and do what you want...
Okay, thanks...
What happened next won't be forgotten by me anymore. The moment is etched in my memory like a branding iron. I had the towel in my hand and was ready to leave when I turned around and almost instinctively looked at the mirror. It wasn't fogged up so I saw everything. Juani had left the shower curtain slightly open, not completely closed, so I saw him showering in the mirror. It was just a few seconds, or at least that's what I hope, since I lost track of time for a bit, I swear. What a body Juani had... muscular all over, but muscular well... not grotesque and deformed like a bodybuilder. Not at all. He had marked and strong arms, and abdominal and pectoral muscles that were to die for. Seeing him soap up his body didn't help me stop staring at it in silence like an idiot. The worst part was when my eyes naturally went down and there I saw...
Juani had an incredible penis. It wasn't erect at all, but it hung long... quite thick. He had peeled his skin back at some point, probably to wash himself there, and the glans was left visible. It was big and bulbous, with a divine mushroom shape. I swear my mouth was watering. What that hard and erect penis must be like, God... Juani had such a great body, what a man he was and would be...
I went back to myself after a few seconds and realized I had stayed there in the bathroom, holding the towel and looking at Juani without him noticing, as if I were a shy girl and not a woman almost fifty years old. Without saying anything, I hurried out of the bathroom, closing the door slowly and going outside to the patio and pool. I was desperately trying not to think about what I had seen, but it was almost impossible. As I left my towel and things by the pool, I couldn't help but brood over Juani. I swear I wanted him, didn't want to think about how until just a day ago I thought he was still a boy, but now he was a man. And what a man he was, God... It wasn't right to think about it, it wasn't decent and I didn't want to. But the thoughts kept assaulting my head, I swear. It had been so long since I'd been with a man. A serious man like Juani. The feelings of warmth and womanly need that I had been carrying around unused for so long started to surface and fill my head with ideas and images I didn't need at that moment. I was almost thirty years older than him, he was the best friend of my son... nothing needed to happen. I didn't want problems, couldn't have any problem.
I got into the pool and started swimming a bit, trying to clear my head with the cold water and some exercise and make myself stop thinking about things I didn't need to think about. Women who are reading this will surely understand perfectly. I had so much to lose... it could get so big of a problem and mess if I wasn't careful And it would get to do something I shouldn't... but the idea kept haunting me, pounding my mind like a ram trying to knock down a castle gate.
I told myself while swimming that I should stop messing around. I was already big, nothing was going to happen and that's it. Enough. And finally I managed it. The cold water and the exercise of doing several laps in the pool helped calm me down. I wasn't in there for long, I just wanted a quick dip to get rid of the heat and enjoy the water a bit. I got out of the pool, dried off a little there and went back home, heading straight for the bathroom. Juani must have finished showering a while ago.
I didn't see Juani anywhere, but the door to the boys' room was closed. He had to be in there. When I entered the bathroom, the atmosphere still had something of the steam and heat from Juani's shower. I took off my swimsuit and got under the shower, just to rinse myself quickly and wash off all the chlorine from the pool. I finished, dried off a bit, wrapped myself in a big towel and went to my room to get dressed.
I stayed there for a while in my room while the house was silent. Juani must have been lying on the bed with his phone or had fallen asleep after lunch. Luckily all my thoughts had already gone away. The swim and shower had done me good. I took off the towel and stayed naked in the intimacy and silence of my room, drying myself quietly and looking for something to wear. I thought about a loose sweater and jeans for the rest of the day. I didn't want to put on anything tight... Juani had been staring at me while we were having lunch and I didn't want to tempt him, not even by accident. It was best. I threw the clothes on the bed and pulled out a small pot of moisturizing cream from a drawer that I liked using, it left my skin feeling smooth and it felt great. I rubbed the cream all over my legs and butt, then went in front of the big mirror in the room and I started going through my arms, stomach, and breasts, trying not to leave any part of my skin without attention. I liked admiring myself in front of the mirror when I was alone and naked like this. It wasn't vanity, it was more like gratitude for being able to reach my age and still having a nice body. Men naturally always pay attention to these things, even at our age or older. I was still slender, nothing had come out of my belly, just a little bit but it felt good. I put myself in profile and looked at myself in the mirror. I never had an enormous ass, but it was nice and not sagging. I added a bit more cream and went over my breasts and neck again while looking at myself in the mirror. The truth is that I still had beautiful tits. I loved them very much. They were big and soft, with perfect drop and shape that made men look at me all the time. Then I saw my face while I continued to apply and spread cream on my breasts. Yes, of course, I already had some wrinkles on my neck and a few on my face, but it was inevitable. Cream and cosmetics helped a bit, yes, but it wasn't something that could be solved.
Just being silly and since I was alone, I took my hands to my breasts and played quietly in front of the mirror, squeezing them and stopping them a little in my hands while looking at how they looked... and that's when I saw it. In the mirror I saw the door of my room just slightly open and through the gap that had formed I saw a small movement from someone. From the mirror I couldn't distinguish well, but definitely there was someone looking at me through the gap in the door, hiding. I froze suddenly, it couldn't be anyone else but Juani. There was no one else in the house.
Juani saw me, noticed that he had caught my attention and saw how quickly he disappeared to the living room side.
'Juani!' I raised my voice but didn't see him appear again.
Angry, I got dressed as fast as I could and ran out of my room too searching for the boy. He had been spying on me, I was sure, but how long did he stay there without me noticing? What had he seen?
When I arrived at the living room a moment later, I saw him sitting in the armchair and looking at me nervously and somewhat scared. I was quite angry. I think very few women like being spied on in their intimacy and that situation.
Juani, what are you doing?! What's wrong, kid? Are you crazy?!, I said with a bitter and strong tone, stopping there and looking at him, But you've gone crazy?!?
No... wait, Moni... I..., he tried to start but I interrupted his apology.
How are you going to do that? Do you realize what you did?, I growled.
Juani seemed like he was about to cry at any moment, I thought. Despite being a man, he was still just a 16-year-old boy who had gotten himself into trouble and didn't know what to do.
Forgive me, Moni... please ask... forgive me..., he said and begged with his eyes, sitting there in the armchair, I swear I don't know what happened... I was going to get something to drink... at the kitchen... I passed by and looked without wanting to...
But for God's sake, Juani..., I said lowering my tone a bit, Don't tell me you looked without wanting to... You stayed there for a while, didn't you? Do you think that's okay?
No, obviously... excuse me, please... , he said, I'm an idiot... please forgive me...
Tell me the truth, Juani, I said with my eyebrows furrowed, The least you can do after what you just did is not lie to me, no?
I saw him look at me for a moment and then put his hands over his face, rubbing it and trying to calm down a bit. I sat down slowly next to him, waiting for him to calm down. I also lowered my tone. I didn't think it would be productive to keep scolding him constantly anyway. I had already shown him how angry I was with my tone.
Relax, Juani, I said finally in a soft tone while looking at him, It's over, it's done, you did it. But tell me the truth. I'm not going to... retar ni nada.
Juani pulled his hands off his face and looked at me, embarrassed, I'm a jerk, Moni... yeah, I stared for a bit. Forgive me. I swear it won't happen again.
It's okay, I said, I forgive you, don't worry.
Please don't tell my mom anything. Please. Or Lucas... nobody..., he begged.
I sighed, Look, if I'm going to say something like that. It stays between us, Juani.
At that moment, I thought I didn't have much moral authority to judge the kid, given that I had been in the bathroom just half an hour earlier, looking at him naked in the shower without him knowing. Something I wasn't planning on revealing to him. So I lowered my tone and intensity. You had to understand him, not judge him.
Okay, good, it's over. It's done., I said softly. He looked at me and nodded, You won't do it again, no?
No, I swear, he said.
Juani, I know what you saw is probably nothing you haven't seen before, right? But still, intruding on any woman's intimacy like that isn't good, I want you to understand that., I said, Even if the woman doesn't realize it, it's not good to spy like that.
Yes, I already know all that... but what I did... passed, I saw you without wanting to and I stayed looking. I tempted myself
It's okay, I said, I understand, Juani..., then I noticed Juani had his cell phone in his hand and a lightbulb went off in my head. I stayed silent for a bit until I finally asked.
Juani... didn't you take pictures of me?, I said gesturing to the phone he was holding. He looked nervous and tried to deny it, but it didn't convince anyone.
Eh? N-no... no, Moni, I just had it in my hand for nothing...
I looked at him seriously and we stared at each other in silence for a moment, Come on. You were going to the kitchen to get something to drink with your phone in your hand?
Juani didn't say anything, he just stayed quiet for a bit and hung his head in shame, not daring to look at me, Forgive me, Moni... I'm a moron. I just sighed, Do me a favor, Juani, delete those photos, okay? Please. It's not good. He nodded, unlocked his phone, went to the image gallery and showed me how he was deleting the photos. He had taken about seven or eight since hiding behind the door. The photos were of me naked, applying lotion all over my body.
When I saw him finish deleting them, I smiled. My anger had passed a bit. Yes, what he did was wrong, but it gave me a little tenderness really. I saw him troubled for being discovered and that made my heart happy. I wanted to tell him that I knew what he did was wrong and he only tempted himself. After all, Juani wasn't any pervert or anything like that. He was just a 16-year-old dude.
I smiled at him and gently squeezed his forearm to give him encouragement and confidence, letting him know I wasn't angry anymore, Good, Juani, it's over now. Promise me you won't do it again and that's it... nothing happened here, okay? He looked at me and smiled softly, I promise, Moni. Stay calm. It's over. Thanks for understanding...
At that moment I was tempted to go up to him and give him a kiss on the cheek, but I thought it wasn't appropriate and might even be worse. So I just smiled and left, putting my hand on his head and messing with his hair a bit like I always did when he got into trouble as a kid with Lucas at home. He also laughed and smiled sweetly.
Good, I'm going to the center to buy some things, I said, Please don't go out because your mom asked me not to let you walk alone there. When I come back and it's a bit cooler if you want we can take a walk. Okay Moni, he said, Where am I going? If I don't know anything. I'm going to sleep and take a nap. Fine, good night. I left, grabbed the car and went to the center to buy more food and other things that were needed, since at home there was almost nothing for the weekend and I already wanted to have everything ready for When Lucas comes back in a few days with his injury, I don't want him to find it here or there. Suddenly, while I was shopping, I started thinking about something I hadn't noticed before. When I asked Juani to delete the photos he had taken, remembering how the conversation went, something gave me a little chill. It seemed like Juani had agreed very quickly and without protesting to delete the photos. Too quickly. Yes, I saw him deleting them with my own eyes and he showed me when he did it so I would be sure, but... were those all the photos he took? I didn't have a way of knowing, but doubt crept in. It wasn't because I suspected Juani because if not, but well, the guy had already gotten involved in my intimacy once. He was more alive than I thought and seemed to be pretending.
I finished shopping with that idea in my head. I wanted to make sure he deleted them somehow and, better yet, I wanted to make sure that if he left any photo undeleted, he wasn't sending or distributing them. You never know. It wasn't because I suspected Juani because if not, but it was possible and would be a problem.
When I got home, I put the shopping bags away and the house was completely silent. I went to the rooms and saw the door to the kids' room closed. I pressed my ear against the door and didn't hear anything. Juani must be sleeping. I knew it was risky, very risky, but I had the idea of going in and if he was sleeping, checking his phone quickly to make sure there weren't more photos. I had seen him unlock it earlier and remembered it, so there wouldn't be a problem.
But honestly, I was afraid of doing it and getting caught. And I wasn't even certain that Juani was really sleeping on the other side of the door. He could just be sitting there with his phone and what excuse would I give for entering his room? Luckily, another idea occurred to me
Even if it was, I'd realize if Juani was sleeping or not. Without making a sound, I slowly got up and walked silently around the house to get to the boys' room window. It was hard for Juani to see me if he was awake, and if he was asleep, he would have woken up immediately that it was safe to go back in, enter the room, and check my phone.
When I reached the window with great care, I stretched a bit and looked inside. Again, just like what happened in the bathroom, what I saw won't leave my mind.
Juani wasn't sleeping. He was awake. The window I was spying through was above the head of the bed, so he couldn't see me, but I could see everything. He was lying on the bed, completely naked and masturbating strongly and quickly. He had his phone in his hand. At first, I thought he would be watching some porn video, but no... it was my own video. I was naked in my room, applying lotion all over my body and playing with my breasts in front of the mirror.
Yes, the guy was very alive and didn't have a problem deleting the photos... because he knew I had also recorded a video that I never told him existed and I, like an idiot, didn't ask. It didn't seem like a very long video, lasting around thirty seconds or something, but Juani kept replaying it over and over again. Masturbating with one hand while holding the phone in front of his face.
But the video wasn't the worst. Yes, I found it strange to see myself in a video, naked and touching myself, of course. But soon I stopped paying attention to the video and my eyes were like darts when I saw Juani masturbating. I can't explain, I don't have words to describe how beautiful his cock was, already so hard and erect, in his hand. Water started running down my mouth again. It seemed enormous and well-erect. Long and hard, receiving the stimulation of his quick fist. Tightening herself again and again. God almighty, what was that cock, it's beauty... I had never seen one like that alive before. I left once more astonished, looking at her as a 15-year-old who had never seen one in her life. I started to get hot without being able to take my eyes off Juani as she masturbated, and the fact that she was doing it again and again while looking at me naked on the video gave me even more and more morbidness. All the discipline I had gathered during the day to not think about what I saw in the bathroom went straight to hell in that instant and my mind was flooded with images and lustful desires, of how much I wanted to feel that beautiful cock, anywhere, it didn't matter. Nothing mattered at that moment. I wanted to feel her inside me. So big, so erect. I wanted, desired, cum with that divine cock inside me and cover her with my orgasm.
Juani looked at the video again and again while she furiously masturbated with my image and naked body on the phone screen. I thought it was already over and this was the level of heat I would have. But no. There was more. From my spy position by the window, I saw everything like a privileged spectator.
Suddenly I saw Juani's body tense up, let go of her hand holding the phone, and start masturbating with more force. That divine cock she had in her hand was about to explode from pleasure. I couldn't hear anything, but soon I saw Juani start cumming. Her beautiful body tensing up and shaking smoothly. Her cock exploded a second later, releasing shot after shot of white semen with such force that it surprised me and almost made me exclaim something out loud. The tip of her cock was expelling its semen with long and voluminous shots, with so much force that some of the shots had fallen almost to her chest height, and most of her ejaculation was already bathing and caressing those beautiful abdominal muscles that were also tensed... It had been a while. I didn't see a man cum like that. So strong and with so much semen volume. I had never seen it before, but it came to my head that maybe a bull or a colt could cum like that too. It had been such a long time since I saw a man of that age, just starting his first years of maximum sexual power, that I almost forgot what a man was like at his best moment and the pleasure and strength he could give to a woman. Compared to my last relationship with that work colleague... it wasn't about making odious comparisons, but the humble little drops and tiny spurts that came out of my colleague when he ejaculated had no comparison to this true torrent of pure sex, cum and love from a man. God, I couldn't stop looking at him.
I needed to feel the taste of all that young guy's cum... I needed to feel it filling me up... filling me up completely. All my ideas about discipline, not wanting to do anything with Juani, not causing problems... went flying out the window when I saw that little guy finish on top of me. Thanks to my own body image from the video.
Juani finally stopped ejaculating, stayed there for a few moments recovering and took a tissue from the nightstand, cleaning himself up. It was the signal for me to get out of there once and for all, in case he discovered me. I went back home and made some noise in the kitchen with the bags, deliberately, so he could hear me from his room.
For the rest of the day we were together, I couldn't think about anything else. Yes, we talked about everything, we went out for a walk to get to know Pinamar. The sun had already set and it was very nice for a walk. We talked about everything, without ever touching on what he had done, as if both of us were ready and finished with it. We walked for a couple of hours and it was getting dark.
The only thing I wanted was to go home and find some way, anything, to make that little guy Take it. He seemed to be doing well, we chatted as always, we had fun as always. Even gave me tenderness when Juani offered to pay for a pizza for the two of us, like apologizing for what he had done. A pizza wouldn't fix anything, but I loved the gesture and let him do it so he would feel good.
I really had a lot of fear of advancing. I wanted him, I desired him very much and knew that he also wanted me. But he wasn't going to take the first step. I didn't want to be the one to make the move, like the most experienced woman, but everything that came to mind made me panic thinking about it. The problem was enormous if something went wrong.
I stayed like that for hours, battling inside between my huge desires for Juani and my fear of something going wrong.
We ate the pizza and put on some TV. Both sitting on the couch but keeping a respectable distance. It was almost midnight and I didn't feel well. It wasn't physical, it was mental and emotional. I had been thinking about Juani since the afternoon. While we did everything we did, the walk, dinner, now watching TV... it was like there was a Monica who talked to him, all normal, and another Monica well hidden inside that had spent the last eight hours holding onto the boy again and again and again, fantasy after fantasy, image after image. The two Monicas coexisted and I felt mentally exhausted. One of the two Monicas had to impose itself on the other. I didn't care which one. But both at the same time was impossible to bear.
I finally yawned and told Juani goodnight, that I was going to bed. If he wanted, we could get up tomorrow and go to the beach if the day was nice or whatever he wanted. We gave each other a goodbye kiss on the cheek and I went to the bathroom to wash up, then to my room, closing the door behind me. I don't usually sleep naked, but this I needed it that way. It was still warm in here, but the warmth I had inside, that night I decided to sleep like this. I didn't know why I got into bed, because if I thought about sleeping I realized right away it wasn't going to happen.
In the silence of my room, I kept turning and turning on the bed, unable to get a wink of sleep. They can probably imagine everything I was thinking and couldn't get it out of my mind. I saw the flickering and soft changing lighting from the TV in the living room below my door until Juani turned it off after a while and I heard him go to the bathroom and then his bedroom to sleep.
I thought, what's left for me to sleep? I sat up on the bed, naked, and leaned back with my belly down, looking very carefully into the almost absolute darkness to see if I could see anything under my door. It was very difficult, almost impossible, but I wanted to see if Juani would turn on his phone and if he did, if I could see the light of his phone passing under the two doors.
After a little while, a soft smile formed in the complete darkness of my room. I saw a faint, almost imperceptible light filtering through the two doors. Juani was looking at his phone and I sighed contentedly. Of course, I didn't know he was watching. He must have been watching porn, something on YouTube, or the summary of some football game... I didn't even know, but it didn't matter to me.
Because in my head, Juani was watching my video again. And my naked body in the video made him so hard and erect. And he had to masturbate again to relieve himself because my naked body in the video was heating him up so much...
I rolled over on the bed and put myself back on my stomach, letting my head and long hair fall over the edge of the bed, looking carefully at the faint light coming through the door. In the intimacy and darkness of my room, like a true sow, I opened my legs wide and started rubbing my clitoris. The word: pussy, I already felt it quite wet. With one hand I was doing that and with the other I was gently squeezing one of my breasts, slowly twisting my nipples, giving myself pleasure while imagining Juani masturbating to my image in the other room. I only had to take a few steps to enter and be with him, but I was afraid. I wasn't motivated. Only I motivated myself to masturbate too, thinking about him and what I was seeing, and how my image made him so hot.
I started rubbing my clitoris, which was already quite wet, and small pleasurable orgasmic tugs ran through my body. In my head we were both masturbating at the same time, thinking one of us about the other, pleasing each other like that because there was nothing else we could do. I imagined Juani's beautiful cock entering me, filling my vagina to the deepest part, our bodies giving each other pleasure... I imagined his hands running over my mature woman's body, his lips sucking my breasts, his teeth biting my nipples and his divine penis penetrating me to the deepest part, until finally he came and filled me with his semen, like a beautiful foal serving its mare, making her moan and moan, exploding in pleasure.
I stayed like that with my legs open in the air while my fingers made me cum gently. God, how I wished the door of my room would suddenly open, for Juani to see me like this without saying anything, with my head hanging in the air and him burying his incredible cock deep into my throat, making me take all his hot cum... God...
I was lying in bed for a very long time, naked and in various positions, masturbating. Even though I saw that Juani's phone light had been off for a long time and he must have been asleep... I wasn't sleeping, and I couldn't sleep. I came to myself three times thinking of all the different ways Juani would take me in my head, and I knew I was nowhere near finishing the list my imagination was producing.If it were any other guy, I thought... if it were any other dude, not the best friend of my son, not the son of my friend from so many years ago... if it were anyone else from anywhere... God, I would have already gotten up and silently slipped into his bed without saying a word to love him and be loved. Let us love all night long. But no. It was Juani, not another, and I couldn't do anything. I didn't have the courage to do anything. So I just kept masturbating until I was exhausted and fell asleep.
It was three in the morning and I was still awake. I had stopped, gotten up, gone back to bed, and stopped again several times. I found myself staring at myself in the mirror, face-to-face in the darkness, with my hair a mess and my legs trembling from all the masturbation. What was happening to me? What had I become? When would this terrible desire pass? When would I calm down?
I looked at the closed door of my room and, I swear, for a brief moment I thought I couldn't take it anymore. That I would just open the door, go into Juani's bed, naked. Almost did. I swear almost did, but fear calmed me down and was stronger. I got back into bed and closed my eyes, finally feeling tired.
I don't know what time I must have fallen asleep, but what I do know is that I fell asleep thinking that on the other side of me, I felt the warmth of Juani's body.
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