Mi vida despues del matrimonio

I have a couple of married couples that I met at the club with whom I get together from time to time, usually at one of their houses where they like to gather and call us often. One day, around 2003, they called me to come over for a barbecue in the afternoon, so after I finished work, I went home, spent some time at the club doing some swimming, and then got ready and went to my friends' house. When I arrived, I saw the two married couples who always came with a tall young man I didn't know, hadn't seen before. Then the owner of the house came over and introduced me to him, and when he said he didn't know me, everyone laughed, but I asked why I had to know him? They told me he played soccer and was on the national soccer team, oh wow, I said, you guys know that I only know some team names and nothing more. Sorry, I told the kid, but I didn't know you, well that was pretty much the introduction. After that, the men went back to the grill and we women started chatting. We set the table and when it was ready, we sat down to eat. Obviously since they were married couples, the kid sat next to me and we started talking and he told me he had been invited to play some matches and would be in Montevideo for a few days, so I asked where he lived? And he said he lived in Italy because he played there. He had come only because he would be alone for a week and had rented an apartment with one bedroom for those days he would be here. Well, the reunion went on and at the end we said our goodbyes and the kid, who I'll call him that from now on since I won't reveal his name, asked me if I wanted to go get something or if he should take me home? We got out of there and I got into a beautiful car and told him how nice it was, and he said it was his and kept it at the house of his representative. Tell me, he said, do you want to go get something or shall I take you home? To be honest, the kid had really caught my eye. Maybe not because it was a foreigner, in reality it wasn't, but because of the manners and the way he was dressed, I thought he was really attractive and I said, well, if we don't delay much let's go get something. We started walking and he asked how old you are? And I said 33 and you? You're 29, but you look older and you look younger, so we're even. We went to a bowling alley that I knew existed and was in the Allies Park, near the centennial stadium. When we entered almost everyone knew it and greeted us. It seems like this is a bowling alley for football players, because he introduced me to several. We were having something like an hour and I said I had to leave. To which he responded, let's go already. We got into the car and I told him where I was going and we started the trip. There we talked about other things and I told him I was divorced and lived alone and some other things that I don't remember. He told me he liked women too much and that's why he hadn't gotten married, and that he didn't like girls his age and we talked about those silly things until we arrived and said goodbye. He asked for my phone number to call me before leaving or to see us while he was training for a game, I gave it to him, we exchanged a friendly kiss and I got out. I arrived at my apartment, left my things on a table, went to brush my teeth and started getting ready to sleep, when the phone rang and I answered and asked who it was, it was him, the boy, ah, hi, did you leave something in the car? And he said, if your perfume, and laughed. I told him I'm going to bed since tomorrow is workday and it's late, to which he responded, I won't take up much of your time, I liked being with you and I'd like to see you tomorrow afternoon if that suits you. I said yes and we agreed to meet where I had left a little while ago. Until tomorrow and sweet dreams, he said, similarly, and hung up. The next day in the morning I called my friend and told her, tell me something about that boy, do they know him well? And she said, of course they know us, since he was 15 years old, already... representative is very good friend of Mario (her husband), no, it's really well the dude, because you told something that didn't please you? Not at all, I said, just that he called me to go out for dinner tomorrow, I think, haha laughed my girlfriend, don't be scared, it's really well the dude.

That night I stayed as nervous, even though I knew what it was like going out with someone who would eventually have some friction, always having been with people I know, in this case a boy, who although I had liked him, we had only exchanged a few words and I didn't know much about him. Plus 13 years younger, although that's not the least of it.

The next day I went to work and spent half the day nervous, since I wasn't clear what to do. It wasn't about going out for dinner with someone known, but with a boy who plays football, who is used to doing what he wants with whoever he wants. My dilemma was whether that was okay or not. After thinking about it, I told myself, one day of life is life, let's go without prejudices.

I got home and took a bath, put on something more youthful-looking, and sat down to watch TV. At 7 pm sharp my phone rang and it was him telling me he was parked in front of the building. I put on a jacket since it was still a bit chilly (it was early May) and went out to the car. He gave me a kiss on the cheek when I got into the car and said, tell me what you want to do? And I told him, what are the options, he says, take a walk around here, chat a bit, go get something or have me come to your apartment and prepare something to eat. We can do whatever you want. So we're going to take a little walk and then head back home and I'll prepare an Italian meal that turns out well.

The car started, took the promenade and went to Plaza Virgilio. There he stopped and we started talking. Not much time passed before he started caressing my hands first, then my knees, and after a few minutes we started kissing. A few more minutes and he says, Let's go. We arrived at the building, which curiously was about three blocks away from mine, entered directly into the garage with the car and went up to floor 10. We entered the apartment and it already had the table set with two candelabras. The apartment was very nice and well-organized, a living room-dining room-kitchen integrated, a social bathroom, a bedroom with an en-suite bathroom and a small dressing room. We sat on a sofa and he said, 'Where are we?' Ahh, I know and started kissing me again, and we were stuck in a long kiss. When it ended, he said, 'Look, I don't force anyone, if you don't want to keep going, just tell me and I'll be fine, I won't get angry.' I told him, 'Ira, if I came here, it's because I assumed the risks. My problem is that I don't know you and never was with someone I didn't know. You seem like a very sweet and attractive boy, besides being educated with me. Well, he said, let's see how things flow. I'll give you something to try that I did today for you.' He brought two plates to the table. One had some bruschetta and the other had a caprese salad with salmon fillets on top. A super light meal with water as a drink. He told me he wouldn't be able to take it the next day, but everything else was fine, except for drinking, and he laughed. We finished eating and I asked him to go to the bathroom where I washed my mouth, I retouched a bit. I came out and he, who was 1 meter 90 tall, was waiting for me standing in the middle of the living room. I'm 1.55 meters tall and had put on high heels so as not to look like a dwarf next to him. We kept kissing and he took my hand to the bedroom where we fell onto the bed and continued that kiss. Slowly and with great delicacy, he started taking off my clothes until I was naked. Then he started kissing me between the legs until I had an interminable orgasm. I then pulled off his shirt and his athletic torso came into view, with all his muscles marked out. His skin was a mix of white and black, but tending towards white. He took off his pants and didn't have underwear, leaving him at the sight of a '... A piece of black meat between my legs that almost makes me scream. He slowly approached and started kissing me again in the mouth and breasts. Then he took his dick and brought it close for me to kiss it. I kissed his skin smoothly and passed my tongue over the tip that poked out under that smooth skin, and began working on getting him hard. It has a divine cock. Half-hard, but then ideal thickness that doesn't hurt and gives pleasure. And a little long, but manageable. Once erect, he placed himself on top of me and slowly penetrated me. I felt like the skin was crawling towards me as his head entered while he kissed me. Once inside me, he started moving slowly and then faster until he exploded inside me and unloaded his yummy and hot load. I rolled onto my side in bed and he lay behind me. Our bodies stuck together, giving us warmth mutually. We stayed like that for an undefined time. Suddenly, while he was caressing my breasts and kissing my neck, I started feeling his virile organ getting ready to act again on my back. I stayed still as I was and suddenly felt it entering from behind and started taking me gently in the spoon position, which is what they call it. This position I adore... We were like that for a time, then he lay on his back and I started riding him. As I enjoyed this piece of meat inside me, he took me firmly by the waist and stood up, with me hanging from his neck while giving me some spectacular thrusts. He got on top of me in bed, I wrapped my legs around him, and as we started giving each other a huge kiss, he unloaded his nectar inside me again. He stayed quiet on top of me for a few moments while we kissed, then separated smoothly. I took his wet dick with remnants of semen and gave him a huge kiss. Like saying thank you. We lay in bed for a bit, and he asked me later, do you stay here to sleep or go home? Please, I said. Take me home if it doesn't bother you. I just need to rest for tomorrow. When we got home, he told me, I'll call you when the game is over, half a kiss and we parted ways. I arrived at my apartment, undressed myself, took a bath, and went to bed. I was like ecstatic with two divine ejaculations inside and fell asleep instantly.

5 comentários - Mi vida despues del matrimonio

exelente relato .bien por ti y tus esperiencias
muy bueno...!! te hizo dos goles...ja! Ah!, cuando te la puso de costadito? no se llama de cucharita...se llama "de empanadita", que vendría a ser como la cucharita, pero con la carne adentro...jeje!! Saludos linda...un abrazo.