Gloria Chapter 1

 

Gloria Chapter 1

Life can take many turns. Sometimes we are surprised by lustful things that happen to us.

 

               Ringing the doorbell... and... they're opening with the key!Who's there?! - I yell while pushing a baseball bat.Hey, it's me, Don Pablo!! Gloria Maria!It's the name of the woman who takes care of my house, prepares my food... But what are these hours? It's midnight.Pasagloria, what's going on? But... What have they done to you? How are you like this?The mother presents a deplorable state. Bruises on the face, bleeding wounds on the head. Cuts on the arms and hands...Sit down on the sofa... Open the first-aid kit. Who is this girl?I'm Sandra, your daughter. — The girl whispers, very young...Ah! How my daughter?! I exclaimed surprised... for a moment I thought they might want to take away my daughter...Oh no! I'm Gloria's daughter.The explanation convinces me more. I'm going to search for an emergency kit, towels... While washing the wounds, I check that they're not excessively grave. Her daughter undresses without timidity, leaving only her bra and panties. I disinfect and apply antibiotic ointment to the cuts. I can see the bruises from the blows received, where I apply a code of pomade for hematomas. The young woman looks at me without blinking. She helps me put her mother's feet on the bed and takes her to my bedroom where we leave her lying down to take a sedative. She wasn't stopping crying.Hey Don Pablo! Hey! Excuse me, I didn't know where to go...RelaxingGloria... She did well. Now try to sleep, rest.We laid down and I got out with the young woman into the living room.What has happened to Sandra?Mr. Pablo, I'm sorry... He was mom's boyfriend. He came drunk to the house and... - A sob interrupted her explanation. She took refuge in my arms crying. - It's all been because of my fault...Is it port's fault? What have you done? — I asked trying to calm her down.I was going out with my friends and my mom wasn't letting me... then he arrived and... I was very drunk... He pushed me towards the bed, screaming that I was a girl and wanted to get intimate with me... My mom intervened and gave him a good beating, she had him on the floor and tried to stab her. I hit him with a pot on the head and he fell to the ground. While getting up, I grabbed Mom by the arm and dragged her out onto the street. We didn't know where to go... And I brought her here...Yoseguía caressing her hair calming her... Smelled very good...He done well, Sandra. I don't think that jerk is going to come here, but if he does decide to approach me, I'll be waiting. This isn't done to a woman. Now calm down, go to bed with your mother; I'll sleep in the small room.The old lady lifted her face and gave me a kiss on the cheek.Thanks, Don Pablo! Mom had spoken very well of you, now I know why.Sedirigió to the room where his mother was. I turned off all the lights and undressed to sleep in the bedroom that I had prepared, just in case some unexpected visitor came one day.I didn't have any dream. I put myself to remember how I had arrived here.Less than four years ago I was living in Spain, in Madrid. With a family, wife Marta, two sons, one of seventeen years old now twenty-one, Carlos and a girl of fifteen who will have turned nineteen, Eloísa.He was the owner of an importing and exporting company that allowed him to maintain a more relaxed life. Own house, apartment on the beach in Roquetas, Almería.A painful day I discovered that my wife, Marta, was cheating on me. She was paying a tennis teacher who, besides the sports classes, was satisfying her sexually two other times a week. Maybe I had some guilt. My work absorbed me. The pressure to earn money for my family to live well forced me to stay away from home, leaving my ex-wife alone. The truth is that it wasn't new; I had done it on other occasions, but didn't give it much importance, they were occasional encounters, nothing serious. But this time it had become a habit. And the worst was that the club where they moved knew our escapades and would mock me, or rather, the 'cuck', aka me. Already the 'tennis teacher' took care of gossiping about it among his friends.Once discovered the deceit and discarded the possibility of reconciliation, I thought about what would be my action strategy. And I prepared to carry out a plan.I hired a private detective to follow and provide evidence of his infidelity. He didn't take long to show me photos of the couple, her and her instructor, in more than compromising situations. I mean, they were fornicating in his car, practicing fellatio, even licking the guy's anus. The photos were explicit enough. There were videos and sound recordings where I was portrayed very badly.I didn't say anything to her.Mefui getting rid of properties, selling them or mortgaging them. How for some operations required the signature of my wife, I convinced her that she needed money to expand the business. She didn't suspect anything about my plans, nor did she know that I was aware of her escapades.I sold the company with its portfolio of clients. All this in record time. I transferred funds to several encrypted accounts in Holland and later to Cayman.When I asked for a divorce Marta was surprised, but I presented her with the proofs of her infidelity and she had no choice but to accept my conditions. During the negotiations I was forced to stay at a hotel. On one occasion when we met I asked Marta why she did it, she told me that a tennis coach named Damián had made her feel something she never felt with me, that he was a real jerk... My son, who's a chip off the old block, tried to attack me once. I didn't let him, gave him two slaps and he ended up on the floor crying like a baby. My daughter gave me more pain, she didn't understand anything but was also on her mother's side. I didn't want to tell them the reason for the separation, I didn't want to make enemies with their mother. I left the house we lived in and left without even saying goodbye.My businesses had taken me to meet people from other countries. A good friend, an attorney, advised me to go to South America, due to the language advantage.The truth is that I came to use divorce as an excuse to disappear.One of the contacts I worked with, Colombian, facilitated a morgue corpse to me, with characteristics similar to mine.The truth is that a few months after the divorce, my car appeared accidented, burned and with a body inside it, which, as one could suppose, was totally charred.The DNA tests did not turn out to be valid since the two sons were not mine. I already knew that. Marta's confession settled the problem, closing the case.A little Botox in critical areas of my face turned me into another person.They gave me new documentation, passport, driving cards, social security documents and an identity document.I moved to Bucaramanga, Santander, Colombia. Where I rented a little house where I currently live. Two floors, three rooms, a large living room, kitchen and two bathrooms. A half-bathroom downstairs and a more complete one upstairs with bathtub and shower. In the back part a garden of about fifty square meters and in the front a large porch.Gloria's was an accident. One day while shopping at a fruit stand, I caught the attention of a woman in her early thirties, with medium height, entwined brown and red hair, small freckles on her face, eyes between light brown and green, very beautiful. She was talking to the owner asking for work. He treated her very badly and that made me angry. I told him he didn't have the right to treat a person like that, I got upset easily, forced him to apologize and we left there without buying anything from me or getting a job from her.When I left, I asked her if she'd like a red wine (coffee), with me, and she accepted and we went to a nearby shopping center. We sat down at a table in the cafeteria and while taking the coffee, I told her that I needed a woman to fix my house, mechanic... And she accepted the conditions.Since then I've seen her rarely, she's been behaving well and I don't have problems with the logistics, neither do we. We usually don't talk much, it's not like we're used to it. She didn't ask and nor did I. That's why I knew nothing about her family, her problems. Until today.Conestas disquisitions left me asleep.Woke up to the sound of clattering in the kitchen and the smell of coffee. Not the typical bitter coffee they'd drink around here, but coffee, coffee. I hadn't undressed yet to go to bed so I got up and took an pleasant surprise when I found Sandra in the kitchen.Good days Sandra, how is your mother?Better, Don Pablo, better. Although it hurts all his body from the beating that the son of a whore, badly born...!Okay, okay! Calm down. What we need to find are solutions so this doesn't happen again. What do you think of doing? Because going back home...I see no one, Mr. Pablo... Sit down and have breakfast, let's see what my mom says...What does your mom have to say?... Good morning, Mr. Pablo... - Gloria was standing at the kitchen door, holding onto the frame.For God's Sake, let me help you. You shouldn't have gotten up yet. Sit down here. The daughter helped her sit in the chair she was bringing her.Don Pablo, if he allows me, I'll make a proposal. - Said Gloria.You'll have. — I replied.Well... I propose that my daughter and I work for you without charging you anything in exchange for allowing us to live here. We don't want to go back with the bad born Aurelio and won't be a burden on you.The proposal didn't surprise me too much. I thought I'd offer them something like that.Well... Maybe it'll work. We'll try for a while and see what happens.It felt like it started our cohabitation. The house had three bedrooms. The biggest one was mine, another one like an office and the third one they arranged for us two.Sandra was about to turn eighteen, she was studying for her undergraduate degree at the university. I told her that she could use my office as a study place.Passed were two weeks in which cohabitation was not altered. I felt great accompanied by the two women.As always, after dinner, we would sit down to watch TV. Generally it was me who selected the program to watch, but if they didn't like it they could watch something else on a screen they had recovered from their old house in my dorm room. But it was rare. Normally they stayed with me.They all do well until one night...It was cold and Gloria snuggled up beside me on the two-seater sofa, while Sandra sat in an armchair opposite.Programming wasn't very attractive. Sandra got up.I'm going to study a bit, I have an exam tomorrow...Okay, little one. Don't take too long to go to bed.See you tomorrow, Mr. Pablo...Call him Don Pablo... You're making me old... Haha hahaAyy, I'm sorry, I didn't remember it... — He approached his mother and kissed her on the cheek. Then he did the same with me, only the kiss was given very close to the corner of my lips and lingered a bit. After that, he went to the office.It didn't mean much importance. It should have been casual.A little later, Gloria was sleeping on my shoulder, both of us covered by a light blanket. I smiled at seeing her lovely face, her slow breathing, the warm heat her body emitted next to mine. I passed my left arm over her shoulders.I couldn't specify when it happened that his hand slipped and landed on my package. I was wearing a pair of pajama pants without boxers... A little before, an erotic movie had started playing and I felt the push of mine... Then I became aware of where his hand was.It was really uncomfortable. But I was unable to control the erection that wanted to burst out of my pants.With my right hand I tried to pull away hers, trying not to wake her up. The woman, asleep, huddled more against my body and grasped my package firmly, which grew to unsuspected limits for me.Since I had relationships with my ex-wife, almost four years ago, I hadn't had contact with any woman. I managed, on my own, with some internet pages.As my heart accelerated, a strange cold sweat on my face.For God's sake, what shame if Gloria woke up now! What would she think of me?And I woke up... Lifted her face to pose her eyes, with emerald green flashes, in mine, a mischievous girl's smile illuminated her face, her tongue appeared between her lips, suggestive, naughty...Ayy, don Pablo... I thought you were gay... I see now that's not true. Can I suck you?Good God's glory, I'm going through very badly! What are you going to think of me...What can I think? Well, that you're very well-endowed by nature and it's a shame this thing is being wasted on me since I started holding onto it. Won't you get angry if I keep going?Gloria, after the scare you've given me, you can do whatever you want...I leaned over her and kissed her lips softly, she stretched to reach me and devour my mouth with hers. Her hand unbuttoned my pants and pulled out the object of her desire, pushed aside the blanket and leaned in until she could reach it with her lips to swallow it like the most delicious morsel.Caress our hair, the nape of the neck, the earlobes. She sat up until she was lying flat before me. She removed her camisón, pulling it off over her head and I could appreciate in all its splendor a precious woman's body. Her breasts were semi-erect, defiant, crowned by pink areolas that stood out against the whiteness of her skin. Nipples not very thick but quite prominent. Until this moment I had not appreciated the narrowness of her waist, the rounded curves of her hips over her turned legs which seemed to me precious.Searrodilló to my feet and resumed his mammary task while I was sucking his nipples. As I caressed with my fingers the nipples, they hardened instantly, provoking a moan from Gloria. I couldn't bear such tension.Gloria, aparta, I'm going to run! - She separated the time just to say.Make me do it in my mouth! — And I did itIt was an orgasm like I had never experienced before. My ex would make me sick and never gave me a blow job. Thanks to some photos that the detective, whom I hired to follow her, provided me with, I could see how she swallowed her tennis teacher's member all the way down to the balls. Knowing that was very painful for me.Gloriame was looking at my eyes, sat beside me savoring the ejaculation and we started kissing. For the first time I savored my own semen in her mouth and it didn't disgust me. I caressed the body being offered to me, suppose clumsily, since she was guiding me through her anatomy, indicating and stopping at the places that gave her more pleasure.Kissing me, she guided my head until it reached her breasts, dotted with small pinkish spots like her eyebrows, pushing slowly until I was forced to kneel before her. She opened her thighs and indicated what she wanted. Her intimacy appeared before me like a magnificent rose-colored flower, with fleshy lips covering two red-tinged crevices inside, crowned by a sprig of tangled brown-red hair. I had never practiced cunnilingus before, only seen it in videos, yet I tried to do it as well as possible.The aroma of her sex resulted in being very pleasant to me, there were no traces of perfume, it was natural sweat... And I loved it, it was aphrodisiac. She reclined to facilitate the act, supported her feet on my back with her legs open as wide as possible. She licked clumsily her armpits, major lips... But she was a good teacher. She guided me step by step until I focused on the little button, under a little cap, that she took care of uncovering with her hands. Something surprised me. She passed an arm under her body to reach with one finger the anus, introducing it, moving it slowly at first and quickly afterwards.Come it! -- He told me pointing at his anus surrounded by pink radial striations.Covered my own juices with the finger of my right hand and I went introducing it into the soft cavity that was offering to me. Everything was new for me. The tongue in her vulva, the finger entering and coming out completely in her anus...And suddenly it exploded... Her thighs grasped me, immobilizing me. A scream emerged from the depths of her throat followed by convulsions and tremors that lasted until almost leaving me without air.Watermelon of the dam to pull me until taking me to her mouth to kiss us mutually. I would step back to breathe with large gulps of air and subsequently attract myself to devour my mouth. She licked her juices from my lips with delight.Never had I felt so happy, seeing the face of satisfaction on this woman. Clearly never, in my entire life, had I brought a woman to orgasm... Not even my ex-wife... The education received, both mine and my ex's, didn't allow for 'fucking'.When he replied, he stood up, pulled my hand and led me to the office, we entered naked. I tried to cover my modesty with my hands.Sandra, are you sleeping in Pablo's room tonight?... The girl wasn't surprised; we were naked together, she smiled and blew us a kiss with her hand.Shut up mom, have a good time...Gloriame hugged me, joined her lips to mine, without caring about the presence of her daughter, sent me a kiss and led me to the bedroom.He finished undressing me and pushed me onto the bed, after removing the quilt. Lying on my back, I let myself be manipulated by her, who had already proven to be an expert. Next to me, she was kissing and caressing every part of my body, pinching my nipples, biting the lobes of my ears, licking my neck, and causing shivers down my spine.Kneeling on the right side, she grasped my penis, caressing the attributes, kissing the gland and licking the sides until sucking as if it were a lollipop. For me, the recovery of my member was miraculous. Once it reached the desired consistency, it rode my hips to position itself over him and introduce itself into space, making me feel an unknown pleasure when rubbing against the walls of the cavity that I didn't imagine so narrow, so warm, and so soft due to the extreme lubrication I never observed in my ex.Slowly Semovía rode me like an Amazonian warrior with movements up and down, forward and backward, and a maddening hip swivel. I couldn't imagine that Gloria's movements would cause so much pleasure. She brought my hand to her clitoris for it to be massaged and I obeyed. Her eyes shot fire, her mouth wide open, her nostrils flared to facilitate breathing. She was caressing one breast with one hand and me the other, imitating her, pinching the nipples that hardened to the maximum.Rapid movements, I thought he was pulling off my penis. A scream louder than the one he had produced in his previous orgasm echoed through the house. He collapsed onto my chest. I couldn't help but feel a great emotion at having this wonderful woman panting, gasping for air, on top of me.Apennase replied began to move again. I was surprised. Little later it was twisting around a new orgasm, prelude to another that made me finish inside her.Sliding over me, she took refuge in my left side. Her head on my shoulder. My arm wrapping around her body. I kissed her forehead, her gaze, her smile, the slight trembling of her body... With my feet, I pulled the sheet to cover us.Before falling asleep I could see Sandra peeking through the door, smiling and with her fist clenched and thumb up approving what we were doing. I imitated her gesture smiling and turned off the light.From that day on my life was simple with them. Gloria slept with me and Sandra alone in the other room. I already considered them as family, seeing them happy and so was I.A TV night, Gloria sat at the other end of the sofa and placed her feet on mine. She stroked them, massaged them, and brought them to my face. I enjoyed her scent, kissed her fingers, and looking at her saw that she was smiling.Follow... I like... — He said with a suggestive voice.Ysegui... A hand was disappearing under her nightgown and the movements left no room for doubts.Sandra, from the armchair that she occupied in front of me, was also smiling and discreetly caressing herself. Because of her position, her mother couldn't see her, but I could.I appreciated a shiver in Gloria, she drew her legs up, bringing her knees to her chest, put herself on her side in a fetal position, looking towards the back of the sofa. I was amazed at how easily this delicious woman reached climax. And it filled me with satisfaction to see her happy.But her daughter didn't stop short. She closed her thighs with force, stretched out in her seat and bent her head back, deeply sighing, seized by ecstasy.I was hallucinating. Mother and daughter were masturbating in front of me, discreetly, enjoying orgasms without complexes, in the most natural way. When she recovered, she looked at me and in her eyes I saw affection, tenderness. She smiled and blew a kiss to me. She narrowed her eyes and seemed asleep...I'm going to give dad a bath... -Said Sandra happily.Gloria didn't answer. She had been sleeping. Sandra came up to my side and gave me a soft peck on the lips that caught me off guard, causing an involuntary rapid erection. I wasn't used to these displays. As she walked towards the bathroom, I tried to remember when my daughter kissed me... I couldn't. We never kissed at home, never received a warm hug from my ex or my kids... My heart sank and my eyes filled with tears.In the midst of these ruminations, I opened the door to the upstairs bathroom and saw a beautiful nymph emerge from the corridor of the bedrooms. A towel on her head, another wrapped around her body...Just in the middle of the aisle he stopped and his towel fell off, leaving him naked to my view. He picked it up from the floor, which made him bend down and show me his perfect backside. His sex was at my sight with perfectly depilated lips. He turned his body around. He looked at me with mischief, smiled, blew a kiss and entered his bedroom with agile little jumps.Curiously the sight of my naked body didn't excite me. I was thrilled by the beauty, youth and marveled at the carefree way it showed its nudity in front of me. In my previous life I never saw my daughter naked since she was a baby.I told myself... What a wonderful thing I've had when meeting these two people whom, definitely, I consider my family.What are you saying, Pablo? — Gloria was looking at me while she stretched and woke up.I hadn't realized I had expressed my thoughts out loud.I love you Gloria, I love both of you, I'm very lucky to have you by my side.Do you have tears in your eyes?Yes my love. I feel very happy and that excites me.He sat next to me and we hugged, kissing each other as if there were no tomorrow. He got up, pulled my hand, and took me to the bedroom where we hugged, played around, and loved each other until dawn.Some days later, we were the three of us eating when the phone rang. Gloria answered it. She let out a scream that scared us.Mom, what's going on?! - screamed Sandra.Don't worry, it's good news, Norma has had a baby.Sandra stood up screaming with joy.Gloria had a sister who was four years younger than her. She lived in Bogotá, married without children and this was a new situation for them. When I asked her why she hadn't turned to her sister during that time, she told me it was because her sister's husband wouldn't have allowed it and neither did she tolerate it. But this was a different situation. Her sister was asking her to go help her for a few days until she could take care of herself and she accepted. It seemed the relationships with her husband weren't good, partly due to pregnancy.Sandra would stay with me until her return so as not to miss classes.Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it while mom is away - She told me.As we parted ways at the Palonegro airport, we shared a loving hug, he kissed me and said:Take care of my girl, Pablo, I only have you two...I'll take care of her like she was my daughter, Gloria. You can go peacefully.After she left me something was bothering me. I didn't know how to interpret Sandra's affectionate gestures. I didn't want to think that she would try to seduce me. With her mother nearby there was no problem, but now, just the two of us...The day passed without excitement, Gloria called when she arrived at the hospital, where her sister was, and sent a photo of the new baby. Sandra cried with joy. She hugged me. She looked at my face wet with tears. I kissed her forehead and, delicately, separated her from me. I was trying to avoid complications.At night we kept on partying, with a slight change. She sat in the place that, usually, Gloria occupied. And like her, she put her small bare feet on my lap. Was she trying to occupy her mother's place?Give me a massage, daddy. I have them sore and you know how to give it well, mom told me.I smiled, took his feet and started massaging them softly. The ankles, heels, Achilles tendon, and sole. To tickle the toes...Tell me, daddy. I see how you do it to mommy and... - I didn't let her finish.I kissed them. I licked, nipped their little heels and looking in their direction saw that under the blanket... They weren't wearing anything.A shiver ran down my spine.The girl opened her legs wide enough for him to admire her slit, which was as pink as the one above hers. And it shone due to humidity.Her closed eyes, sum up in the pubis, caressing it. A finger that sank into her precious slit, sighs, a exasperating slowness. She was caressing the entire vulva with her hand, the middle finger got lost in the depths of the slit, sweeping from the anus to the pubis... It was maddening...I couldn't help but get an erection... But I shouldn't have!I let her manipulations take her where she wanted and while I was sucking the toes of her feet, a brutal orgasm made her scream and twist like a possessed one.I removed from his nightgown to cover his nudity. As I left the trance, he looked at me, got up and came towards me. He hugged me and put his little hand on my groin. With a pain in my soul, but with delicacy, I moved it away. I kissed his forehead, separated us and shook my head denying. His face showed surprise. I embraced him strongly.I can't, sweetheart. It wouldn't be right with your mother. I love her so much and this would complicate our relationship. Incrédula brought her mouth to mine, depositing a soft kiss, like the flutter of a butterfly, on my lips.Thanks. You're the best papi in the world, that's why I love you.He stood up, I could see a tear on his face. He slid his hands over mine and walked away without letting me go, going upstairs and entering his bedroom.