This story that I begin to tell took place last month of July. At that time I worked in a bank and, as is known for memb

This story that I begin to tell took place last month of July. At that time I worked in a bank and, as is known for members of the union, in these entities they do not work too many hours despite what people may think. I, however, was used to working many hours a day and not having free time in the afternoons. Without However, I had the bad luck to be fired from that company with customs Stakhanovites and to join a bank doing work for which I am not fit. I felt motivated due to my high preparation and short but intense experience in the labor market. At 26 years old, newly married to a beautiful woman and a job that allowed me to live in a relaxed way with a good salary should be a happy person. However, the humiliation of my dismissal and the daily routine from work began to run through my head. The long afternoons at home, alone, since my wife continued working in the company from which I had been chivalrously offered incentive leave, they did not help my mental health. My wife began to worry because I looked more and more sunken and neglected. Her concern reached such a point that she asked a friend of hers, a decorator, to redesign our house. To do this I would have to spend many afternoons this month of July at home "taking care of me" which, after all, was his mission as later I found out. Then the holidays would arrive and my wife expected me to recover from a bad year. The plan was well thought out and braided and of course, it was carried out After all, like all the things that come between my wife's eyebrows... At the beginning of July, Rocío started coming home to start her project, a childhood friend of my wife who was starting a flourishing career as an interior architect and designer (which according to her is not the same...) not exempt from brilliant successes and publications in specialized magazines. The truth is that I was fully convinced that the The reason for their visits was none other than to design our home in a different way, to give it a radical change that it needed and that I was excited about. I don't know if For this reason I liked him to come home, to fill it with sketches. everywhere, that broke them... in the end the monotony of my life. We started working and I say we started because a hobby was born in me to interior design perhaps encouraged by that pleasant feeling that enveloped me when be with Rocío. Julio was at his most suffocating and did not seem to be would approach the end. By then Rocío and I were confidants and we had a friendship based on daily contact and a special chemistry that arose between both. The sense of reciprocity of that feeling made us feel comfortable in daily dealings and with a confidence that I had never achieved with a woman, except for my own. On July 14, Monday, Rocío called to say she couldn't come and that he would continue his work, already very advanced, the following Thursday. Without However, my wife (I prefer not to say her name out of respect) insisted that It was very important that he came to continue working on the project and have it finished before the end of July, or at least that's what he told me, since I later found out that the real reason was that he was appreciating a substantial improvement in me and that, in addition, she was going on a trip during the week and he was terrified of the idea of leaving me alone for so long and that a relapse could definitely affect my improvement. I, oblivious to what would happen, no I had no objection to him coming, on the contrary I was glad of my brother's insistence. women. That Monday afternoon, after taking my wife to the airport heading to Paris, I returned home with the hope of continuing with our decoration project and letting myself be intoxicated by the pleasant sensation that the that Rocío enveloped me. I was startled when I noticed that someone was home but I immediately looked at the time on my phone and realized that I was late and that Rocío must have been working for at least an hour. I decided to open the door And that's how I saw Rocío immersed in work. I didn't want to distract her but When he saw me he jumped towards me to give me a warm welcome. I asked him if He had been working for a long time and he told me that he had come a little earlier. to take advantage of the afternoon of work. However, I particularly noticed excited After an hour of work we took a break. we were taking measurements from a closet and the heat was unforgiving. We let ourselves fall into a sofa showing signs of our heat and tiredness. I offered him, after apologize for my lack of hospitality, a drink and told me it would be taken a tonic with a lot of ice and told me to forgive him for not helping me. I went to the kitchen and after preparing the snack I returned to the living room and found Rocío lying with her blouse unbuttoned in such a way that it showed what was necessary to guess two tits of good size but, above all, very raised and firm. He pure white bra like the blouse and like my intentions in that relationship until I found myself in that situation. Rocío perceived my gaze when she opened her eyes, although I think I looked at her so intensely that she opened her eyes after I stare. Far from noticing surprise and discomfort, I perceived a feeling of flattery that calms me down. I put his tonic and a glass full of ice in the table at the height at which she was lying. She took some ice and went through the neckline. Again I couldn't suppress my gaze. The ice was melting but not because of the heat that reigned in the environment but because of the contact with, good insurance, smooth Rocío skin. She asked me to give her a massage back to try to relax it since it felt overloaded. Don't hesitate a single moment that I wanted nothing more but still I couldn't hide a certain pregnancy in form of small stutter. I told him to come over to the couch I was on. sitting since it was more comfortable but she quickly refused and invited me to sit behind her. I sat with my legs open and she sat on the space they left. She took off her blouse with complete naturalness and although I couldn't Seeing it frontally I felt great excitement. I started massaging his back without lose sight of the profile of her tits that he could see sitting behind her. Me I felt frankly uncomfortable when I realized that she noticed my erection as she He looked in that way that only women know how to do, conveying complicity. and understanding. She was telling me where she wanted me to do the massage. with slight movements of your body or even with your hands. After a good For a while he took my hands and brought them towards his chest under his arms. At that moment my erection was such that it hurt. And I started giving him the Gentlest massage I could. I understood that I was doing well because nipples faithful witnesses of the situation told me when they became erect like my cock. She was very excited and turned around towards me. I could see that The couch had a stain from her arousal right under it, this He encouraged me to continue as I was doing since I was having a result very good judging by the evidence that she, an accomplice, was leaving me for the path. She leaned back on the arm of the couch with her legs spread. allowing me to see her soaked white thong. I unzipped her skirt and took it off. in such a way that she was protected by her bra and a tiny thong that she could barely contain her swollen pussy. I grabbed his legs the height of the twins and I put one on top of the back of the sofa and the other supported in such a way that the foot was on the ground. I slipped and started lick his raised leg, from the foot to where the exciting should originate pubic hair that must have been in the habit of shaving. She couldn't stop emit a moan that achieved what I thought was impossible: arousing me even more. He grabbed my hair and subtly indicated to me, as he did with the massage, the corners that he wanted me to lick. I took her thong with my mouth and I went down Once I had it in my hand I smelled it and I felt beyond Eden. I have always had fetish tendencies and at that moment smelling those panties I couldn't fit in me. Finally, I dropped them since I didn't want her to think I was a depraved and continued licking her reddened pussy which, by the way, was so wet that looked like it had just come out of the water. He was shaved but there was left a small shaved lock along the mons of Venus. I licked them surroundings until she indicated to me by pressing my head against her that it was the time for him to fuck her with his tongue. I put my tongue as hard as I could and I started putting it in and taking it out as fast as I could. She continued to segregate a nectar that I never tired of tasting and that I considered as a reward for effort he was making to achieve a good orgasm. After a a long time in which she did not stop writhing with pleasure and moaning, she began to convulse and stand up, putting force on my head with his hands. That's me I warned that she was about to cum and I accelerated until she couldn't take it anymore and not without letting out a heartbroken scream of pleasure, he ejaculated (I had never seen ejaculate a woman like this). As soon as I perceived that river flowing through her pussy I hit my tongue and my mouth so that not a drop would spill. And I think I got it even though it was little to me since it was the only prize I got for myself surprise. After this exciting experience, my cock was like a bar and I was so excited that I didn't even remember who my wife was in that moment. However, when I was waiting to see how I would I would return my gift she began to get dressed. Intrigued, I asked him what he was doing and She told me what to dress. I asked him if we were done and he said yes that she had to go, that her boyfriend would be waiting for her. Although now I I was surprised, my excitement was such that it surpassed my anger and I hid her thong without her realizing it. I got up and went to shower but not before telling him that when she came out I didn't want to see her there. (I didn't know what face her boyfriend would make when she seeing her arrive smelling of sex and without panties... but that was no longer my business or, at At least that's what I thought at the time. I went to the bathroom and put on his thong like someone who puts on a balaclava leaving my eyes free with the space reserved for my legs and hooking my thong over my ears to to stay as close to me as possible. In this way both the nose and The mouth perceives all the female aroma that is in that wonderful garment. Seeing myself in the mirror like that excited me and I began to give myself the orgasm that Rocío gave me. heist. I ejaculated a large amount of semen no doubt due to the excitement that produced Rocío. When I finished masturbating I heard noises and I was embarrassed because I thought I would be alone. In any case, I was surprised that it was still around there. I took a shower and when I came out there was no one in the house. It was 9 at night and I was watching TV. That was the time he always called punctually. my wife and, of course, the phone rang and I answered: Hello darling. Honey... Said a familiar voice but it wasn't mine. woman and, he continued, I am glad that you have forgiven me for the selfish act of this late but my boyfriend was home and I got scared when I looked at the time. I immediately understood that it was Rocío and I guessed right. tell him now that my excitement did not exist and yet my anger had not subsided. faded I thought you were someone else. I hope you enjoyed humiliating me that way. I'm sorry if you felt humiliated. Once you start, it's not fair to finish halfway. in me school we used to say "either we all play or we throw the bitch in the river" and in this case there was no whore but a daughter of a whore. Forgive me. I thought you weren't that angry. Well you see. I'm sorry. Okay Anyway, I heard you enjoying yourself in the bathroom... It's not your business. Yes it is from the moment in which the center of the scene was my thong. I hung up the phone. I had never felt so humiliated in myself. life. It rang again and I answered: What the hell do you want now! As? A confused and scared voice said. the voice of me wife. No nothing honey, I thought you were someone else. Have you had any problems? After hesitating, I stammered nervously: There's someone who's been calling all afternoon. A little boy Don't be angry darling, I'll be back on Thursday. The conversation followed the normal course of a newlywed couple. married woman who loves each other but one of the two is a little weak with the flesh... I think that although women perceive everything (much to our regret) they did not reach generate suspicion, at least minimally reasonable. We hung up the phone and I cautiously answered: Tell me. I see you've calmed down now. Glad to hear it. So tomorrow I can go to continue working and that your wife does not perceive that something strange has happened. Because you already know that women perceive everything as I already showed you before. With your taste for women's intimate clothing... The contempt and superiority with which he said that phrase made me They made me feel helpless and I couldn't help but hang up the phone without before having assumed that tomorrow I would have to look at his face again... The next day I was really devastated and I couldn't I found a better way to forget about everything than by taking a valium and starting to drink straight from the Jack Daniels bottle. It was nap time and I felt, distant, the presence of someone. I immediately understood that there was someone in the house but I didn't pay the slightest attention to it. I vomited, I think in the same place where yesterday my not very accommodating companion was falling apart... The joy of my sofa yesterday When impregnated with that perfume that Rocío's pussy gave off, it transformed into Disgust at receiving a drunk's vomit I thought. Fuck it!! I said out loud. Me It was surprising to be able to think in that state but when I understood the nonsense that It was on my mind, I preferred not to continue thinking. Suddenly I relived yesterday's scenes with Rocío but, since a different perspective. As if it were a third person who acts as voyeur. I got angry with myself by getting excited reliving that situation. But I had to admit that I had loved eating Rocío's pussy. I continued Living in that situation, my drunkenness did not stop but curiously my thought did not wander from one place to another as until then but managed to remain fixed on that scene even reliving details that the first time I lived it I was not able to perceive. This being fart unleashes my imagination. After vomiting a little more I decided to take off, take my thong and Put it on like yesterday to masturbate. Due to drunkenness I couldn't cum, I lacked concentration and my erection collapsed, it came and went like a light a stormy afternoon. As I was falling asleep I noticed a hand touching me and I woke up. It was Rocío. The fart went away immediately. How long have you been there? More than we both would have wanted. Although for except now I know what you did yesterday in the bathroom. By the way, I hope you would be more successful. She said as she took her thong off my face. Don't you get tired of humiliating me? Don't get angry because I bring you material so that Don't forget our experience? That? I said without understanding very well The video... What video? I asked again without understanding very well but terrified at what that he seemed to glimpse. Indeed, that remembrance that I had been doing since The third person perspective that surprised me so much was nothing more than the viewing the video that the bitch had recorded. I began to understand many things that surprised me yesterday: he arrived early to place the camera in the direction to the sofa from which she never wanted to move, her nervousness, she stayed picking up the camera and many other details that you may have noticed during the narration. It seems that you have already realized, I say it by the face that you have put. You are sick! It's a crime for you to tell me that... Again his contemptuous tone and his look at the thong that I had thrown myself to the ground, they definitively disarmed me. At that moment I didn't even I even glimpsed the consequences that that video could have, my state of mind drunkenness still didn't let me think clearly but she, subtly and with complicit tone, he noted: Don't worry, your wife doesn't have to find out. this. I managed to say: It's not in your best interest to admit that you're a whore either. It doesn't mean that. I invite you to see it calmly and with both hands on the table (he couldn't keep quiet) and then you call me and we talked about it. He left and left me with the video. As soon as he left I put it on. TO As I watched and dissected it, my blood stopped. It terrified me the difference between what I perceived that hot afternoon and what that video transmitted. Anyone who saw the video and had not been present would perceive that from the beginning she fought valiantly against her instinct and above all against me. When I felt that she was guiding me with her hands the video, lying, said that she made a gesture to push them away from me, when I felt that she was asking me to eat her pussy, the video said that she asked him to stop and so on countless details of the sexual game that, seen from were more indicative of non-forced rape than a completely sexual act. spoiled. I realized that I had to call her immediately to see what He wanted to because his subtle threat had not gone unnoticed even by a drunk. I called, several rings rang and a relaxed voice answered: Tell me? It's me. What do you want from me? I'm glad you understood the situation. What the hell do you want? We want... Do we want? I interrupted her. Yes my boyfriend and I want you to be our slave sexual. you are sick We are sick,... the three of us, you'll see. come today at night at 12. I hung up the phone and doubted whether to go or not but if I wanted to save my marriage and I wanted to, I had no other solution but to agree. Fulfill your wishes in the least painful and humiliating way possible and forget about this matter. After showering I got dressed and went to his house. I called and Rocío opened the door. In the living room I saw her boyfriend from afar. It looked like foreigner, very young, and I remembered that my wife had told me that he was English and who was 22, two less than Rocío. After a romantic dinner in which I was the person in charge of serving and collecting everything. They sat on a sofa. Rocío carried the voice singer. He began to move the pieces to enjoy it to the fullest. First of all she told me to suck her boyfriend's cock. Let him do it slowly and enjoy it. Meanwhile she looked. I am 26 years old sucking off a 22-year-old Englishman. I lowered his zipper and took out his cock. It was very hot and hardening in my hand. I felt completely humiliated but that wasn't the worst. I began to move his foreskin up and down, teasing him and He uncovered his glans and told me to suck it, which excited him more. I I put it in his mouth and began to suck him until the Englishman was quite excited and Rocío decided it was time to put it in her ass. To do this I put Vaseline on the outside of her ass and when I was going to spread it With his finger inside her ass he told me that it would be better with his tongue. The idea It was very exciting and I started to get into the game. Her little ass had an aroma exquisite and I was savoring it until she considered it to be dilated enough to fit the little boy's cock. Of course I went I am the one in charge of doing the operation. Dew on all fours on the sofa and the English penetrating her from behind with my help. Little by little. The Englishman told me to position myself in such a way that he could sit on my face to lick his fingers. eggs. I pretended I didn't hear it but Rocío ordered me to do it. I lay down with the ass of dew on my crown and the eggs of the English in my mouth. Take out the tongue and I started to lick them. We had a good time like that. Rocío reached four orgasms whose fruit I stole without anyone noticing. English with me Help penetrated her through one hole and another. I was the one who changed gears. We stayed like that until the English guy was about to cum. I feared the Rocío's order before she dictated it. The bastard had endured a lot time and the bullfight was going to be monumental. The bastard took his cock out of his ass Rocío and pointed it at my face. Dew when he was already unloading In my face he said not to spill a drop. I took his cock and put it in the mouth I almost drowned. Then I have personal cleaning. First to English. You I went to the bathroom and had to do a thorough cleaning. Then to Rocío. Had the opportunity to enjoy like a dwarf. Cleaning your entire body with me own language and my own hands. When I was leaving, dirty as a dog, Rocío told me I'll tell you I will show the new video so that you can also enjoy alone. I understood that the thing had not ended there. And I liked the idea. quejodidoesencontrarunnick@yahoo.es