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The Sins


Reading time: 47 minutes

A new job, three mysterious women and very, very ... tension.

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the first day of work.

- Ernesto, and it's five!

A rough voice cry, but feminine, hit my ears when passing the door of my old room. This wake up call than a tremendous shock, I did go back in time, until the time was just beginning to go to school. The voice of my mother, to replace an electronic alarm, was as shrill and unpleasant as it was in those days.

- Coming! "I said with a angry tone, as if it was because of my" dear "mother the fact that he would have hated the hour of our daily routine, the time when our dreams are interrupted.

With a superhuman effort I succeeded at last the eyelids open a bit, as was practically glued to my eyes. I went staggering to the bathroom, like a drunk trying to find his way back home at midnight. I moved leaning on the wall as a security measure to avoid tripping and get to the bathroom unharmed.

Half an hour later I was sitting in the dining room table, wearing a suit and tie, staring out the window. Breakfast cereal, corn flakes, another reason for this strange day I transported even further back in time.

- What time will you return? Said my mother.

I do not know, Mom, today is my first day at work, I guess I'll go out at 5 pm, but could not ensure an exact time.

"Well, if you leave at five, taking into account the traffic, for sure you'll be back here at six.

The assumption that my mother made me frown of disgust. Apparently not I was just reminding me of the past, and his tone seemed to impose a time when you must return. I put aside the bowl of cereal without letting me finish, while giving a snort of insult. I started thinking it was a mistake to have returned to my old house. The loneliness of divorce had made me run back to mourn my mother's skirts. The problem is that I was no longer a child, at least not physically in my 32 years.

I do not know what time I come back, Mom - I said, if I do not feel like doing anything else after work, for sure I'll be back at 6 ... Do you think? - Said with a ironic tone in my voice.

"Do not be angry, Ernesto, I was not implying anything," said my mother as sensitive as ever, as he took the dirty dishes and walked with them to the kitchen.

For my part, I followed my mother into the kitchen and I said goodbye to her giving her a resounding kiss on the cheek. Minutes later, I was driving to my new job.

was fatal traffic and stressful this morning. An hour later with my liver bile bubbling, I reached my destination, a building about 15 stories high. It was the place where were located the offices of the company that just hired me. Was in a commercial area of \u200b\u200bthe city's most exclusive.

A blonde, medium tall, big green eyes, wearing a suit jacket and brown trousers, was smoking and talking with a couple of subjects some young, immature face. Her body was voluptuous and stylish, very attractive, her hair was smooth, took him loose and came down to below the shoulders. The position he had betrayed his lack of class, regardless of her clothes and her figure was elegant, reflecting a portion of vulgarity in their ways. "It looked just like my ex wife, I thought. I wanted to go to the office, but the girl did something that made me keep watching for longer. He led the cigarette to her mouth crimson lips, inhaling the smoke sucked hard, fanning the flame of the tip of the cigarette. At that moment I remembered the reaction that produced the sweet poison in my body. The way the blue smoke seduced my lungs, stroking to the alveoli, resulting in a rewarding and enjoyable tachycardia. Involuntarily inhaled air gently through the mouth, like I was smoking the same cigarette girl. The perfect "O", which he formed with his lips when you exhale the smoke, made me want to kiss your mouth with all my strength. I would love to swallow all nicotine exhaled directly from their lips. Had months no smoking and only a few days had passed since the last time I had thought of a cigarette. Never stop smoking, at least not mentally. That girl, I wish had been to fall back on my beloved vice. I hated that.

I took the elevator from the basement parking lot to address the floor above. I arrived early to be at least half an hour before the formal entry schedule. To ring the bell behind the door glass with the logo of the company caught sight of a slim girl of about 19, short, balanced ratio, long and somewhat curly hair. His face was round and wore glasses. Emerged from a nearby room, and went to empty the receptionist's desk, where he pressed a button which caused the door to open automatically.

- What do you want? She asked in a rude tone and a little scared.

I was disappointed at not receiving a greeting of good morning by the bespectacled. "Why was tuteando without knowing me?" The have crushed with a look of not being discriminatory because his glasses protected his eyes large, long eyelashes. He had an interesting face, not very large lower lip slightly thick. Not enough formal dress for the image of the company. She wore slacks, a blouse and outdated long-sleeved red sweater and buttoned. Overall it looked shabby.

- Good morning ...! "I said ironically to remind you not had greeted me," ... I am a new employee!

- Oh yes! You are one of the two new starting today, "to correct me," Mr. Mendoza has not yet come, sit here to wait, "he said pointing to one of the chairs in the reception.

The chick was removed with a quick walk to anything without gaining my interest turned to see. I felt a bit upset, thinking about how uncomfortable he had received my welcome. Minutes made its appearance after the mentioned Mr. Mendoza. It was still early, that detail made me realize I had to try not to be late to the office. He greeted me politely and proceeded to aim at my new workplace.

cross a narrow, dark corridor, at the end were two doors, one in the middle and the other at the tip of a wide wall. Each door led to two different rooms, which were reported in another hallway. In the room left, there was a lot of faux-wood cubicles, which corresponded to my new place to work. In the right room furniture where there were several important documents are archived. Usually no one remained there.

-Settle here please, "my future boss, making hand gesture, pointing to the central cubicle, it will be your place of work, we will have to wait for others to introduce you to all staff. Feel free to find me if you need anything, "he concluded as he retreated back to his office.

After a couple of minutes entered the area where I was a tall, dark, overly elegant dress. We introduce each other and was treated the other new employee, his name was Luis. They immediately hit it off and we began to talk of several nonsense as the work that we had previously. Minutes later he returned our new leader to take us a tour of all departments of the company and thus presented to all staff.

no choice, I had to learn the name of the bespectacled unfriendly I received. Her name was Monica and worked in the marketing area. Luis greeted her with great kindness, while I shook his hand just so indifferent, stammering my greeting without another word. When we went to the administrative area, appeared a woman who left a permanent mark in my memory.

-Luis, Ernesto coming, I want to present to ... " when my boss gave the name of this goddess who was approaching, I felt that the rasping voice of Mr Mendoza had been replaced by a sensual female voice coming from it, and that the name had been whispered in my ear directly to the rhythm a product of a great moan orgasm ... - ALICIA!

- Nice! Luis said warmly while Alicia pulled with some abruptness, to give a bully kiss on the cheek I'm at your service for anything you need! - Said in a tone completely submissive to the beauty of this woman.

I took advantage of every second that I had to admire. Was a tall woman with curly hair, jet black, perhaps the finest he had seen in my life. Brought him loose and somewhat disheveled, wild. His skin was snowy white, but her cheeks were pink, not the makeup. The shape of his face was rather round, balanced and perfectly symmetrical, with very fine features. Its main attraction was his big, black eyes, long eyelashes decorated and framed in a couple of well-plucked eyebrows. He had a thin nose and large mouth, with teeth gleaming white and pink lips of medium thickness, very sensual. He wore a long sleeved red shirt that beautifully carved, showing clearly its sensual and curvaceous figure. The bodice had a V-neck "in a neck protruding angelic, I did see the birth of the line of medium breasts, which were divine. Also wore trousers, shiny black leather, very elegant, it fit his body like a second skin. I was dying to see was his butt, but to have it before me, I could not.

When I had to greet my lips were at the same height as yours, were killed by eating them, especially when it came to kiss my cheek with a friendly gesture. Its lush perfume completely invaded my nostrils, which vibrated and caused an electrical reaction, I reverberated throughout the body, within fractions of a second.

- Nice to meet you, welcome! Alicia said pulling me lustful trance where I was. His voice did not fit at all with his physique, and his tone was not quite "nice", maybe even a little twangy. In the end it was a relief for me to discover that this woman was not perfect at all and that helped me turn the only defense mechanism that was in front of a beautiful woman: a serious expression inscrutable.

"Thanks ... Nice! "I whispered.

Alicia turned to return to his office. I finally had the opportunity admire her ass for a few seconds while moving away from us with a wonderful grace, was better as I thought, a championship back. The roundness of her buttocks was superb, seemed an effect coming from the angle brought about by his high-heeled boots. All her figure was amazing, had a tiny waist that ended in a pair of perfect wide hips.

received a very thinly veiled nudge by Luis, which made me turn to see the idiotic expression on his face, with which kinky gestured to emphasize that Alicia's ass was great. Alicia




following days I spent in the office were for adaptation. From my place distracted me every time he heard the sound of high heels walking down the hall from outside, since most of the time it was Alice, who had to go through the door of the place where I was, to reach the the same room where the documents are archived. I remember one particular day in which Alice, going through the door, turned to look inward and our eyes met. To stay static, mesmerized by its beauty, Alice winked at me with a very sensual act, which was that my face will turn color. "How easy it is to be subjected by this woman, I thought.

was a detail that I found very strange. Although Alice was extremely good, no one dared male partners to do some classic obscene comment about it. Gave the impression that one way or another, all were afraid of that delicious wife. Well, everyone except Luis, who from the day he met her, you hit like flies to honey. He looked at her and went boldly everywhere, pleased with the least concern that it had. It had become their slave unconditional. His passion and desire for Alicia was such that even had to put aside their work obligations putting hers. It was a disaster.

Over time my work became very stressful, my new boss turned out to be an operator, so I had to resort to the need to stay late at night in the office. From there I discovered a pattern where Alicia typically rose late, seemed always was late in the day by passing it gossiping. One evening there was a horrible complication a purchase order which put my boss, Mr. Mendoza, a character as hell. Annoying and threatening tone, asked me to fix the problem as soon as possible, which forced me to stay and work late. As expected Alicia was the only one that stayed in the office with me that night. I that was the opportunity to get something out of the situation, but my fantasy is completely frustrated when she came to my place of work, to say goodbye to me promptly, without the slightest pity that I was still green to solve the problem. After that Alice ran off, my frustration grew when setting penalties for my mother called me to ask if it was not for the house.

The next few days I decided to continue staying late, trying to promote an opportunity to seduce Alice. As much as I did after several nights of "extra work" was talking to her family, work and other stupid things that did not help me nothing. The only useful information I collected so much chatter accumulated, were he was divorced, had no children, had no boyfriend and lived alone. Sure I got to a stage where I began to despair, as there were several nights when I tried to leave the office before I looked out his desk and when I did that, ran away without saying goodbye to me. All outstanding after several attempts to get some intimacy with her, was with her in the elevator to reach the basement. I remember that night, her eyes met with mine strangely, which overwhelmed me and I bowed again, causing me to lose the courage to try more than anything.

Alicia was very astute to identify strategies of seduction. He had managed to keep out all the men in the office, and many customers who committed the nerve to ask her personal things when you came to visit their businesses. Knew divert discussions regarding their physical beauty or high class. When doing product presentations with potential customers, the presence of Alicia was imperative, no doubt she was the main weapon of the Lord Mendoza to sell more.

Although Alice was very anxious, I also began to hate the feeling of helplessness came over me every time my foolishly brain began to plot a way to seduce her. Monica


marked

Calendar February 14 and I arrived early at the office. The only fact of entering it gave me a stress breaker. As I had my own key, I get immediately. I noticed that the marketing office was already open, curious to peek, I met Monica working on the computer.

"Good morning" I said reluctantly to say hello.

"Hello," she selflessly. To change did not even know a greeting match correctly. It looked strange, as not wearing his glasses bottom of a bottle. In fact no longer use them again, as I later learned that he had acquired contact lenses. I realized the best of his face, flat nose, big eyes, her mouth with the lower lip rather thick. Perhaps after all, the girl was so ugly, but still cayéndome ... like a kick in the shin.

- What are you doing here so early? "I asked how to establish a kind of truce with it.

"Well, I enrolled in college and Mr. Mendoza has allowed me a schedule change ... from now on I will go an hour earlier to leave earlier and arrive on time my classes.

- Good for you! "I said in a mocking tone. "Let's see if you learn something," I .- What will you study? "I proceeded to ask him.

The sound of her cell phone interrupted our conversation. She proceeded to answer but I made a hand signal for the wait. Impatient, I stood there, waiting, unable to avoid hearing that it was on the phone with her was her mother, no doubt wishing you a happy Valentine's Day.

"Happy days, Mommy, I love you, too! "Was the last thing Monica said smiling to say goodbye to his mother. By hanging turned to me with wide eyes and said "I forgot what day it was today! - She stood up and walked towards me so invasive, favoring a strong blow and affectionate hug.

-Happy Valentine suspiciously, "he murmured in his ear after giving me a soft, slow kiss on the cheek. That fact took me by surprise, especially when the hug lasted a little more than the average time during such displays of affection. Clearly my heart fluttered when Monica moved somehow to rub her small, firm breasts in my chest.

swallowed hard and he reciprocated with a somewhat indifferent pat on the back, I left her with thanks. By letting go, I found smiling, looking straight in the eyes of a tender and perverse at a time. There had been a chemical reaction in me, my penis, I became hardened.

"Damn, What's Up?" I puzzled. I turned around and retreated almost ran away. I headed to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water. I did not understand what had happened, the fact was he still felt the embrace of Monica impacting on my senses. "Go Ernest! Like Alice will not strip or a fart, now I want to get to the squat as a consolation prize, that idiot you are! "It was what I told myself trying to forget that moment" uncomfortable "that had happened.

Monica used to be very serious, pedantic and sometimes heavy. Maybe it was a little distracted, but for me, it seemed that he forgot to greet people. also gave the impression that he did not like that health, not taking the trouble of having to correspond to the greetings that others did. The most strange that only I seemed to notice, perhaps because I usually take things too seriously. It was two days after this strange embrace. This morning as usual, I arrived first at the office even before Monica. I started to review some things he had left open the night before. Suddenly I heard the sound of high heels peeking down the hall. As he had lost track of time, for a moment I hoped that it was Alice, so I prepared a body position disguised to look at her go quietly. My view is delighted when a female figure passed through the door of my workspace, but it was Alicia, it was Monica. He wore a beige cloth trousers talladísimo, along with a tight blouse with long sleeves, black. It had become a ponytail in her hair. Never seen her like this, it looked ... "rich."

hello when I saw I wanted to happen, but the words were stuck in my throat for printing. I was pensive and uncertain about what he had seen. The image of the parting line so wide between that pair of buttocks I was stupefied. "Was it a thong what I saw and why I never noticed that?" I first noticed that women had a tiny waist, gorgeous hips. I started to fantasize to catch up with Monica to tighten the ... morbidly

- Hola, Ernesto! Monica said nearly killing me in shock. Had come to my desk quietly, down the hall that connected the room where they kept the files with the room where I was.

"Good morning, Monica, how are you? "I managed to respond almost babbling.

started talking to me about silly things, I did not pay attention to what he said, and thought only to take it there and break that I had pants that want it as a degenerate. I felt dirty desire a woman who at first I did not like it was very rare that I change my mind after a bad first impression. I blamed the fact that it was almost a year of no sex. The lack of company fever was causing me distorting my common sense. Of all the things we talked for some strange reason we ended up talking to our offspring.

"I remember once my mom told me that in my family have some African ancestry," said Monica.

That made me understand some issues related to their anatomy. Our conversation was interrupted at the time that Louis, wrong as usual, made his entry into the work area. It stared at us with inquiring eyes, so Monica and I, after greeting Luis in unison, we proceeded to continue with our respective work, pretending like we done something wrong.

A strange incident occurred again the following week: We were talking several colleagues, hoping to spend the lunch hour. Monica came to speak very openly with one of them, who seemed to be his best friend. I was sitting at my desk and she was standing, right next to me. Her ass was almost on the side of my face, which inevitably began to distract me. In a sudden moment, Monica leaned his arm on my shoulder, with a touch that I was sick, I said nothing, I was nervous and expectant of what was intended. She was talking about as calm with everyone showing their frivolity and laughing to hide. Then he began to squeeze my shoulder with his hand, and began to knead it over and over and over again, making me feel like an object. I instantly stood up, pretending to hurry and worry about something that supposedly I had forgotten.

The weeks following my relationship with Monica became even more bizarre than it already was. She seemed to have a bipolar disorder, there were days when I waved, others say yes. We began to have labor fights, sometimes our jobs were related and very cocky he began to argue with me and even give me orders. There were a couple of times we had to go to the office of Lord Mendoza to clarify issues on which we drew attention to both. The situation became unbearable. Despite the fever that she caused me, had reached the point of hating. Claudia




The thing with Monica was not working, Alicia on the other hand, was becoming more and more defensive to me. But the last straw was this afternoon. The absence of his servant Louis in the office, forced her to me for help to me, as a last resort with respect to a calculation I wanted to do in a spreadsheet and that it was unable to change. I was busy, but as a mouse hypnotized by a snake, I agreed to help against all my common sense. The question was not so simple, it was not just a small stone, rather they had to work in a format that she wanted to give the entire sheet. When I realized I had already spent over 15 minutes and she still was dumb for me to do all the work, the anger began to take over from me. After 45 minutes racking my head on the holy road, throwing sparks from the eyes I noticed that Alice's unfortunate, had retired to serve coffee, and was talking and laughing, completely unconcerned with the partners of the office. It was obvious he knew his feverish new slave did the work for her.

finished with foil and retired without telling me anything. My disappointment was extremely large, when nearly reached the end of the day and Alicia did not even deign to thank me. Consumed by rage, I decided to leave the office a moment to clear my head. He was very upset, not with Alice but with myself for being so stupid to fall into his game. I had become another of his army of slaves that made him favor with the futile hope of getting something for it.

Absorbed in my anger, trying to escape reality, I made a nonsense. I went to the first street vendor of sweets (and other things) that I found and bought a couple of cigarettes with a pack of matches (matches). He had already amassed several months of not smoking, but at that time wanted to destroy itself by how bad I felt. I came back with an expression, surely suspect, to the outside of the entrance to the building where my office and lit a cigarette. My heart rate picked up immediately and began to feel delightfully hectic. The anger began to dissipate as if by magic with puffs of blue smoke seductive and soothing. Um! I was enjoying it until I felt someone lightly touched my shoulder from behind and turned to me with a silky voice and refined.

- you give me light?

Flipping sideways, I was very surprised that the girl was blonde, the one he had seen on my first day at work, who resembled my ex-wife in their ways.

- Sure! "I said almost stuttering.

awkwardly lit a match that I went out to the first contact with air. That made me nervous, which caused a drop of sweat began to slide down my cheek. The girl was watching me with a cigarette in his mouth ready with a look like I'm holding back the urge to laugh. I felt his eyes had clear green eyes and pierced my aura. Successfully lit the next match and closer to her mouth, this, perhaps unconsciously, to cover the match to protect the flame, his warm hands wrapped mine, touching her gently.

- Fiuhhh ...! Thank you, "after the smoke exhaled from his mouth, again forming that perfect" O "on his lips that had struck me as the first time I saw her. Do you work here in the building?

asked "Yes, my office is on the fifteenth level ... But mine manners ...! My name is Ernesto, "I said as he offered his hand as she was greeted by a man.

- Claudia ...! "She said dryly as he shook my hand doing a very feminine gesture. Not completely squeezed my hand, almost alone took my fingers with his palm. The warmth of your skin, I shuddered.

- Do you work here? I asked, intrigued.

"Yes, I'm in the" Call Center ", that the claims of cable service

- Really? I subscribe there ... poor thing, "he said ironically," perhaps I have been one of the many that you have been mistreated by phone. I called a lot to complain about the service is lousy! "I said without thinking. Claudia

coughing almost choked with laughter when you release the grace that had made my comment.

"I'm supervising," she said, covering her mouth with his hand to hide a little laughter.

"I know that some say things without planning them out better, I thought. I was so excited, that without realizing it, the cigarette and snuff had burned and I was breathing in the pure filter.

- Want another? Asked Claudia to realize my anxiety.

"Thank you, here I have another ... but do not know if I should ... the truth, keep thinking then

"Well, then save it and let me invite you to one, you have to take that fire ..." Claudia said, smiling. Have you noticed that smoke from the same brand? He asked.

"That I ..." I said no doubt you're a girl with great taste

"Surely you too," she said with a mischievous smile.

"Not at all, I thought as she took a cigarette from the pack gave me Claudia.

From that day on, every time I bothered in the office, he resorted to leaving the building to smoke a cigarette and almost always coincided Claudia, so we started talking more and more. Two weeks later it did not matter if I'm angry or not, go outside to smoke with Claudia had become a ritual. He was caught again by the service. Claudia thought maybe we were getting more and more friends. How naive! I've always thought that friendship between men and women is one of the biggest lies there. My intentions were certainly other, grew my hopes to remember how it felt to fuck.

not understand why I was attracted to a woman like my ex-wife in every way. I remembered the explanation of a psychologist, my friend about it: "If a new partner, you find the same flaws as the previous one, not due to anything you have bad luck in love, what happens is that subconsciously you look at people with the same patterns of behavior, defined by a model emotional needs of your personality. "In short, everything pointed to that he was going to shit again.

With no love interest, the next week Claudia invited to dinner. She gladly accepted, so take her to a nice restaurant where we had a relatively well. When we finished dinner, lit his cigarette each building we were in the restaurant area authorized to do so. Claudia was not a brilliant conversationalist. It was nice yet something frivolous and uneducated. The stand by the desire he had to fuck her. Watching her cleavage as hosting those juicy breasts was enough incentive to arm myself with patience and endure the chatter of clothing failed romances and her silly friends that I did not know. It was about time I knew that Claudia was in my league. The watch exhaling smoke from his mouth, carried me to the land of ecstasy in my mind located in the fusion reigned only sex with nicotine.

In turning to the parking lot of the restaurant, maybe a little inappropriate, to open "gentlemanly" the door of my car, I pounced on it without leaving enter, giving a huge kiss on the mouth that almost sank my tongue down her throat abused. She responded great, enveloping the neck with your arms warm. I felt the same skin on my neck, and her dress had no sleeves. Our excitement was evident as our breaths touched each other's faces. A huge lust that had been dormant in me woke up as a wild creature, hungry to have been hibernating for over a year. I let her enter the car, seconds later to sit beside her, again I started trying to eat it with kisses. My tongue fluttered in his mouth sending clear messages of my despair. Invaded

of urgency, quick left the restaurant parking lot. Every time I had to stop for a traffic light, take the opportunity to kiss her again. She looked at me smiling and blushing, with her emerald eyes, every time I had to wait to come to another traffic light and repeat the delicious sensation of kissing. Upon reaching the door of his house, my attack was more stealthy. Among the bawdy kisses began to caress the thighs of Claudia well trained, receiving her protests. Then I went to kiss her neck, caressing my skin the same language, from bottom to top and back, I stopped to give him a pacifier suggestive on the chin. It made her give a snort of pleasure. I was horny so I proceeded to slide my hands on his thighs, after a while headed in the clothing to touch her buttocks beneath her underwear, that exalted Claudia who dealt me \u200b\u200ba hard push.

- No! Stop! Sorry, but this goes too fast.

- Sorry, Claudia! "I said, desperate to continue" You're beautiful and you really desire.

- Do I want? Wow, that want me, then? Asked a little angry.

Knowing that he had made a mistake, I proceeded to rectify knowing it could cost me the opportunity to have sex that night:

"You're right, Claudia, I'm a dog ... I'm sorry, I do not know what happened. I care a lot and I do not want to pressure you ... "As he uttered those hoaxes made the best doll face Valentine card that I may have occurred.

"Well, how good I understand. Have taken advantage of me many times, so this time I want to go slow, "said Claudia, a look of tenderness.

"This time? That means the other bastards who have snogged you outside your house, if you let him touch you buttocks?" I thought angrily to myself.

"I understand, honey, I do not want to pressure you, so now let's leave things as they are, was a wonderful night! "I said hypocritically somewhat reluctantly.

- so does ... "Teddy!" See you tomorrow at the respective ... right? Claudia said to refer not many details to our hour of smoking, then give me a closed mouth kiss on the lips goodbye.

"He said," BEAR? What the fuck is wrong? Does my doll face Valentine came out so well? Not let me even touch the ass you already part of that, you insult me? " I extremely frustrated.

"Tomorrow, nice-looking Claudia told her beautiful butt" untouchable ", while going out of my car.

She went rushing to the door of his home, where before entering turned to leave smiling with his hand. I got a wry smile from my car, shaking my hand the same way and waited to close the door to his house to fly off with my self as a soul that takes the devil, causing a loud screeching tires. It was a reaction of anger, Claudia had rejected me and I hated that.


A trap?

It had been two weeks and I still could not have achieved Claudia and fuck the asses of my coworkers did nothing but remind. The fashion in those days was that was approaching the birthday of Lord Mendoza. The office CRAWLER scandal that became more forthcoming, the consumables that make Christmas in December. The day came, as expected all office employees were invited. We were given the opportunity to go in the company of a loved one. Luis from the beginning was excited by the fact that the order could present his official girlfriend. However, very naive, too worried disclose that his girlfriend was in danger of no longer "taste" to Alice. I did not take my mother to the party, chose to take Claudia to brag a little. Most were present. Both Alicia and Monica, wearing elegant outfits, but emphasized a bit more of the latter. She wore a blue flowered one piece. The skirt was short, well above the knee. Lucia shapely legs and her ass looked more stunning than ever. Something I thought was interesting to note that neither Monica, and Alicia seemed to have arrived accompanied by someone else. Claudia and I went along while greeting people, we come to the area where they were talking to my office mates. I was not surprised at all the usual circus that erupted in these situations.

"Good evening, ladies, let me introduce you to ... -" my girlfriend? "She asked as she felt the looks doubtful thriller all about me ... I had no choice," to ... my girlfriend ... Claudia! Alicia

with its beautiful dark eyes scanned with a very thinly veiled look at my partner, from head to toe.

- How beautiful! He said with a tone rather hypocritical while pulled over to kiss on the cheek. The very common

Monica turned to see the other direction, sipping wine cup in his hand, without a word.

"Hello happy ... Claudia said, uncomfortable with the hypocrisy and dislike of those women.

bothered me a bit the way she was treated, did not know who had those reactions. I figured that it was envy, as Claudia had her own, but deep within me wanted to believe it was because they were jealous. To me it was hard to guess something, after all I've never understood women. Claudia and the bride of Louis, hit it off immediately. Soon groups were formed within the guests. I left a moment of Claudia to chat a little with my friends while she was talking to the bride of Louis, with the wife of Mr. Mendoza (which incidentally was very good) and with other girls who worked in the office. Suddenly something unexpected happened. Alicia approached me to talk effusively. I was very surprised, because in recent weeks that had been hanging out with Claudia, had adopted an attitude of total indifference to Alicia: I was the fool for not greet her, I would work early to avoid a clash with her, I always refused to do her favors on any pretext and made a fool of me when I asked something. Nor am I laughed at his jokes or comments when we group. Nobody understood why I suddenly had become the only man in the office not idolized Alicia. Everything had a simple explanation, apart from that I did not like, I figured how to awaken some interest in a woman like her, was treated in a manner quite contrary to what she was used. I tried to think that the reason for his approach "spontaneous" was due to the strangeness she felt for my contempt.

- Hola, Ernesto! What do you think of the festival so far? Alicia asked me, standing in front of me, arms crossed in a feminine way and stared eyes.

-Normal, do you? I asked casually as he sipped a sip of my drink.

"Oh well, I would say it is, quite interesting! Alicia said one step closer to me.

gave me the impression that it wanted to put her face close to mine. Soon I realized what was happening, I turned to see the girl group that was at the back and noticed that Claudia looked alert all Alicia shares with a face of concern. It looked like a lioness in heat guarding their territory. Alicia had been placed in a strategic position to Claudia could observe unhindered through (well, at least I thought). Everything indicated that he wanted to cause me problems.

- Who came with you to the party? I asked Alice without seeing her in the eye.

"No, remember I have no boyfriend

" That really does not seem very credible to me ... "I said as I went from there pretending that he wanted to catch up with Luis that was heading the group where they were Claudia and his girlfriend.

Alicia's face showed his frustration, did not like that would have stopped talking to herself. He looked so cute with her face of spiteful! Arriving with a group of girls, Claudia came quickly to be at my side with a question mark drawn on his forehead.

- What were you talking to that old?

- Do you mean Alice?

"No I was his name, I mean that it is believed that old beauty queen

- Quiet, nice! Are you jealous?

"Of course, you're stuck in a very suspicious, is there anything between you?

- Of course not! -Claim.

- Do you know? Do not think it's a reliable person, "said Claudia intriguing voice," it's times your boss caught him talking to her with the look

- What do you mean?

such Mendoza That the that and the chick, as signs were made with the eyes ... maybe they are lovers, do not you think happens to be so fond of the wife of your boss?

Claudia's observation struck me as curious, not knowing if he meant it or fear that I set at Alicia. However, that deduction could explain many strange things he observed, such as fear of approaching her peers. Until that moment I also remembered that once Alicia received a hug to Mr Mendoza after he returned from a business trip. This day she felt embarrassed and began to hide when he noticed that I had not noticed.

I did not pursue the subject, so I started to keep pace with the party. Moments later, we called all the guests to dinner, so it took us a couple of long wooden tables, very well accommodated in the spacious and elegant garden of the house.

Claudia and I sat together in front of Luis and his girlfriend. At the same mine, the other side sat Monica. I saw the Lord Mendoza settling in front of the table, with his bride on one side and Alicia on the other.

While we ate and talked together, especially Luis, his girlfriend, Claudia and I, soon to unfriendly Monica had joined the talk. I was a little flushed and perhaps too much smiling. Apparently the poor girl was not used to drinking so much wine as he had sucked that night. I did not give importance until I felt a tiny hand landed on my thigh. Startled I turned around to see Monica, who, instead of removing the extended hand and pressed me touch a little. I looked at her face, looked at the group laughing, hiding very well.

The night was too strange to choose the best way to react to what happened. I chose to let it all flow. Most excited I was intrigued, I did not know what little Monica intended. The conversation continued, Mr. Mendoza as always was the one who wanted to bring the very funny and began to have some very bad jokes to everyone laughed out of politeness. Suddenly Monica's hand landed right on my penis. The expanded to acariciármelo completely, including the testicles. Must have felt a sudden movement or swelling under his palm leaping unexpectedly. Monica clearly realized what he had achieved, because then started making my penis always my testicles in the palm of your hand over my pants. I was tortured, shamelessly took my penis the whole hand, the excitement was eating me. I caused a slight start after his next step was to rub the tip of my penis with your thumb. It was incredible, the chick is moving and laughing so naturally that no one could have guessed what he was doing. I started to sweat! Claudia felt strange when I was dumb and had some time and not to mention word.

Caught in the excitement, I got a hand to try to catch the leg of Monica in revenge, pore it suddenly rose from the table, announcing that he went to the bathroom, but in an elegant way. As he left I could not avoid turning to see her ass and legs which moved very flirtatious. Even she turned to me with a challenging and perverse glance over his shoulder. Would have followed, but ... I could not stand up, as it would have revealed my level of excitement. Claudia unfortunately noticed my morbid look on Monica's curves, which put in a bad mood. And said almost nothing in the rest of the night and his eyes looked out sparks. Very unhappy when Monica returned to the table, was only to pick up his plate, apologizing that best moved to a place which was empty, the few Alicia, because the current location was a bit tight so felt a little uncomfortable. When reached its destination, Alicia whispered something in his ear, which caused both laughed mischievously. I stood watching with an expression that Monica was a mixture of lust and hatred, to which she reacted perversely grinning.

At the end of the night, as expected, Claudia burst. Firstly, the classical total indifference while we got the car, and then passed it claimed during the whole way on my behavior, minutes after the subject was holding his theory that there was something between those girls and me. Then ended up talking about things of the past that I do not even remember me. I did not bother to explain yourself nothing, as she Desplayado in their complaints, I tuned in thinking that those lurid Monica strokes were the closest thing to having had sex in a long time.

At Claudia's house, I had to silence her with a very sharp cry. The shock left her petrified, even I noticed that tears were coming from his eyes. I ordered him to get off of my car and that they leave, which was already involved in the beginning of tears. I did not mind because I was sick to consent without obtaining anything in exchange for sex. He was also upset with the harpies of the office, because their games had also ruined my chance with Claudia. That night I could not get to a different conclusion than likely, I, Ernesto, he hated all women.


The Moving

The next week, contrary to what we had thought, Monica behaved more pedantic and irrelevant than ever. I do not know which sought to conceal, but I was like I had been the one who had tampered and not the other way as they really happened. Alicia on the other hand, deep in his pride, he avoided any friction with me for not having to face my denial. Besides that behaved very attentive and loving with all my teammates around me, perhaps trying to provoke jealousy. For the special things that had happened at the birthday party of Mr. Mendoza, I realized that he had announced that the company had planned a move to another city for a business in order to reduce costs. Some employees were happy with the move, while others do not. Everything was a matter of closeness between one place and another from the point of view of everyone. I lived just as far for any of the two locations, so I did not care. It was Wednesday and I was hasty in my work cubicle, surrounded by my peers who were engaged in the same. Made its appearance unbearable Monica to give me a nasty warning.

- Ernesto?

- GOOD AFTERNOON, MONICA! "I answered almost screaming for evidence among my classmates' lack of education
Monica.

"Good evening ... Mendoza called the Lord's favor and asked me to warn you that you need to go to the location of the new office, to take measurements.

- What for?

- Measurements! Mr. Mendoza must have measures of the new office to carry out the orders of the necessary infrastructure ... by the way told me to ask you apologized for something that has nothing to do with your powers, but again, is something you really need.

"Sorry Monica, but I'm too busy fixing orders from big customers ... in this moment I can not afford to go out and make such inquiries. Monica snorted a little impatient that my answers were causing him and went on to explain:

Mendoza The Lord knows you're busy, so told me to accompany the new office to help with measurements ... so sooner.

Monica's response made me laugh, and I understood why he had addressed to me, so annoying from the start. I could not begin to imagine the many possibilities that could provide this unusual assignment. I saw a couple of colleagues, including Luis, muttering things they appreciated the clear tension between Monica and me. Sure they had already pitched their own guesses.

After getting a retractable tape measure, who kindly lent us the building's concierge, Monica and I headed to my car to the future office. During the way there, my mind began to wander from a lot of repressed desires and dirty thoughts he wanted to perform. I was filled with a mixture of revenge and lust. Monica felt nervous and was silent during most of the journey.

We went to the eighth level where was our new workplace. We had some difficulty opening the door for some confusion between the keys and knobs on it. That only made the anxiety of both will increase. Entering

gave a general tour, anticipating where each department would be transferred and each element of the new modern office. It was a very well lit, all white, fairly broad. The entire north wing of the new office was full of very great with tinted glass windows, which gave an excellent view of the city. We started making measurements in a very rough, since it was not for nothing, a major in one of the two. Monica helped me hold the tape at one end, for me to stretch, measured and took notes. Each time you start a new measurement was touching her hand with mine Monica. On several occasions I noticed his eyes watching me as lost as I wrote down in my notebook measures.

we're almost through all the rooms, when Monica began to complain:

"Hey, why not leave it like that? I'm bored!

"Well it's too late anyway, what do you propose we do so that we remove the boredom? I asked, seeing her in the eye.

- I do not know! "Said Monica blushing and turning to look the other way.

- Do not you sometimes happens that you expect to act a certain way but at the exact moment you regret? I asked again to intrigued.

- What do you mean?

- to anything! Hey, we need to measure the kitchen, "I said to distract her while doing follow me to that place.

Upon reaching the kitchen, we began to measure a rather narrow wall sections. Even some cabinets were located inside this room and in fact were the only furniture was all over the place. When trying to measure one of those narrow sections and corner of the kitchen, the face of Monica was a bit close to mine. Suddenly our eyes met.

"You look good in those clothes, Monica

- Really?

"Sure, I think it is smarter than you've gotten to go to work.

- What do you like? Monica asked, laughing after a bit of my previous comment.

-

Trousers - Why? She asked quite flushed

"Because ... you ass looks great, I feel like ...

apretártelo color Monica's face went from red to maroon. Decreased gaze to avoid eye contact with me at all costs. At the same time I felt my whole body heated up, but unlike Monica did not stop looking at it. When his gaze back to my face, a magnetic effect made our mouths come over and join, completely open, making hit our tongues, whose union brought an electric shock immediately took our bodies, making the kiss intense, wild and spontaneous that it had in my life. Our heads turned, trying to find the angle that best fit our mouths our tongues merged and caressed like two snakes mating. We were completely embraced, sobándonos each other's backs with our hands. Our bodies are stuck, causing friction that raised the temperature of that empty office.

Monica took the opportunity to make a wheezing, and shortness of breath, in a given second that I let your lips begin to caress his neck with my tongue. Her perfume was delightful and wanted drench his face. She in turn bent neck, writhing like a vampire by the kiss I gave you. Without thinking for a moment rested my hands is her delicious ass, thin improperly, as I had imagined so many times in my darkest imaginings. The bottom grip seemed to excite much to Monica, as it reacted strongly stroking the penis, below the pants fought desperately to be released from prison and fill with milk and the insolent little woman's vagina. We

merge back into a second kiss even wilder than the original, everything was going very fast, we were desperate. I proceeded to load it from the bottom, raising it to me so that she wrapped her waist with his legs. It was delightful to feel her thighs around me and my cock rubbing her vagina over clothing. I could not lift it hard enough to rub my penis comfortably, so position on the kitchen cabinets with some abruptness. Yes there could rub my bump on her sex, which I did several times openly, sticking out a few moans of excitement in the mouth.

then slid my hands down her back, sliding under her blouse looking bra clasp which unbuttoned without much trouble. Monica to notice this, finally said something.

- What are you doing?

- What else could I do?

-Alto, Ernesto, this is not right ... I SAID STOP! BASTA! Monica shouted giving me a stern shove

That sudden stop my lust almost made me explode with anger. I held back with all my strength not to yell at Monica a profusion of atrocities as well as hold her waist with both hands and thrown to the floor hard. Already happened to me several times that excess anger rather than blow me, I produced the opposite effect, leaving me still. Monica

down cabinet and started grooming apparel blouse to be in order.

"Get out of here ... COWARD! - I cried while I planted a resounding smack on this little hot cocks.

My action caused him a great shock to the poor, as did jump with a look of surprise on his face. Began to leave the kitchen hurriedly.

- Where you going? I asked annoyed

- To the bathroom! "She snapped without turning to me.

I sat in the kitchen cabinet, extremely annoying, trying to absorb what had happened at that time. My hands were shaking, my heart beating a mile and my penis did not lose his erection. Without realizing it, had already spent about 5 minutes, and could not hear the sound of the toilet, so I decided to investigate. Leaving the kitchen, I called Monica a couple of times, but got no response. I went to the bathroom door and noticed it was ajar.

With curiosity I looked toward the door slowly, trying not to make noise.

- Monica? I asked, trying to locate.

What I found was the sky, Monica was standing in the bathroom corner, next to the toilet, wearing only his underwear. Lower half covered her face with her hands, sticking his arms to his body to cover their breasts under her bra. No doubt he was anxious.

immediately interpreted his gesture and walked over to it quickly, without giving an opportunity to repent. I kissed her again and stroked the skin of his back with my hands. This time was allowed to remove the bra. Immediately I seized with my mouth of one of her small breasts, sucking with enough skill to put it very hard nipple. I did the same with the other with all the dedication of the world.

with my hands I took her panties and bending over while they are lowered a little slow. Appeared before me a lovely pussy and "shaving." Finally, after so long, I remembered the half sour and salty taste of a pulsating vagina, without regard to slide my tongue through her lips close to Monica. My action caused him to issue a loud groan due to the echoing emptiness of the office. No doubt you were proving my licking delicious, because it opened his legs as he could. I stretched my tongue hard, ran its full vagina which increasingly became more and more moist, delicious liqueur produced that I tasted in despair. I nearly fell backwards when I took her thigh and then uploaded it on my shoulder, her vagina in this position was even more helpless sex thirst of my tongue.

- Wait! Monica said after swallowing saliva to catch their breath

- What now?

- Follow Me! I have a idea, "said as he took his clothes from the ground and quickly left the bathroom.

out his act in Monica gave me a breathtaking panorama of exquisite bare ass, buttocks apart. I see that round ass erection increased more had since we'd kissed.

I caught in the middle of the main hall. I understood what he wanted to see that accommodated his clothes on the floor extending. No doubt he was trying to improvise a bed due to the complete absence of furniture in that location.

- We take off your clothes! "He ordered," What do you expect? I dutifully

I started stripping my shirt and my pants. Every article that I took off, handed it to Monica for the wealthy on the floor. She was watching me attentively with an expression of lust. His face was the same expression with which I watched from afar the birthday of Lord Mendoza, after I had stroked his penis. I realized that this expression was the real Monica.

take my underwear at my erect penis jumped out, eager to get into all the holes that Monica would be willing to let me have. And the first of these was his mouth, burning my companion pulled me toward her, kneeling on our clothes to start gently sucking the tip of my penis. Was very rich mouth feel her delicate lips gently caressing the glans of my penis. Without doubt my cock precum soaked her tongue. Monica was so delighted that I took of her buttocks and pulled me towards her to swallow my cock almost completely. He did it slowly, with rhythm in their movements. Clouded by the desire pressed his curly hair to force her to move her head faster. Feeling too depressed Monica stopped her and started sucking penis jerk off hard and fast. Her dreamy eyes watching me in the face. There was no need to tell me anything, so I knew I was enjoying my cock and yearned to have inside.

His expression was as lost, was at a point where there is no turning back, the trance in which we completely clouded consciousness and are able to do anything, guided only by our instincts. I did stop their masturbatory movements, as if he had continued in this plan, I would have rushed to his face. I fell on her to force her back and lying face up on our makeshift bed. Hungry again for your pussy, my position between her legs to lick a little more forcefully. She enjoyed, she opened her legs twisted pleasure, especially when I began to suck the clitoris. See its mouth open, panting and moaning with her eyes closed from that perspective was a marvel.

After a while, jaw numb, I stepped on his knees before her and put the tip of my penis at the entrance of her vagina. My first push was a nervous jerk Monica, who closed his legs a bit. Do not think it was a virgin, but easily felt her vagina was narrow. View my sex cave penetrating her made me feel powerful.

- Slowly, Ernesto! Suave please! Monica said biting his finger while my penis moved a little in it.

I thought he was doing the inexperienced, and that her vagina was enough wet to let my entire penis. Contained because I wanted to enjoy every second of the opportunity to catch it. I started to rub her clitoris with one of my thumbs while slowly insert my cock. It was a successful move because friction with that seemed to have found one of the switches that Monica's body immediately became a whore.

- Yes! Mm! Yummy! Fuck me please! -Began to order squeezing the breasts.

No mercy on my next push, I put my penis up inside. I rushed to get completely over her and kiss her neck and breasts, while my hip began to lash out at her pussy.

- Hurt, Ernest! Not so hard! "Said Monica complaining of slow, deep penetrations that was inflicted.

Anger mixed me again with lust as the strength of my insights, they became stronger. Monica expelled a moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure received by each penetration. The echo of his shrill voice in the main hall of the office, it was music to my ears. I was taking it out of all the bad times I had passed. It was mine.

- Do you like my cock bitch right?

- Ah ...! Ah ...! Ah ...! I love it! "Then say it



- I like ...!

- Do you like what?

- Your penis!

- No. ..! Say it!

- I like your ... penis!

- Say it or I no longer ...! "I said, pausing after a great effort.

My action was that Monica recovered a little breath, open your eyes to see me in desperation and finally answer what I expected after a couple of seconds:

- I love your cock! I love ...! Are you already happy ...? Put me that cock now! That surrender

hit my brain as the most powerful aphrodisiac ever been tested by accelerating the excitement all over my body to the limit. I realized it was the first time I listened to Monica's conceited to say such rude. Another factor that blew me was the fact that since he had penetrated Monica with my cock, I was imagining that I was fucking was Alice. I started moving my hips a lot more quickly and frenzy. My skin clashed against Monica pelvis mercilessly over and over and over again. It was too much for me. .

- I run, bitch! - I like waiting for an approval

- Give it all ...! - Monica said squeezing the buttocks and dug her nails into them.

My panting became apparent, had one of the most exquisite ejaculations of my life, that while it was temporarily reduced the pace of my insights. Monica had not yet finished, so he felt the hot liquid into her vagina, making me turn quickly to be on me. Go to the excitement made her move with force. My back was out of our bed linen and touched the cold floor of the new office. Monica started moving his hips circularly on my cock, while stroking my chest with his hands. In his haste he knew his orgasm was coming and just in time since my erection was very little time. I took her ass with both hands to help run Senton good on me. A sudden symphony of gasps and moans loud, I announced that he had made it to the climax. I forgot when you feel Alicia's bottom Monica convulsing on my hands for the long and intense orgasms she experienced. Had to be realistic, I had caught Monica and had to give credit to his great ass. Both the limit and we arrived exhausted and lying on the floor. Monica was lying on my chest holding me.

Without telling long, 10 minutes later, after overcoming the confusion of what had happened, we put our clothes back to fully wrinkled, my pants had a big stain caused by the spilling of our fluids. I had no idea as I was to explain that to my mother. He had already darkened, had to withdraw quickly from there, there was not time to return to the office. Monica took a taxi directly to the college, saying goodbye to me with a soft kiss on the lips and I for my part I went off home. That night I could not sleep.


Back

The next day, everything was in order. I arrived first at the office and went to take refuge in my cubicle. I did not move from there, then I heard the voice of Monica in the background, when everything was more crowded. We did not know how to react when she saw us again. I went to check some data to the marketing area, close to where the desk stood Alicia. To vary with the news that day was the birthday of it. Everyone, especially men, are coming to embrace. I noticed how many times Alicia turned to me eagerly, as if awaiting the moment when I approached him a hug. I had no intention of doing so. Suddenly when it seemed that no one was missing, Monica came and gave him a cloying, long and strange hug Alice.

- Happy Birthday! Monica said with an exaggerated mood to my taste.

- Thanks, nice ...! You know I love you so much! Alicia said while hugging her too hard, rubbing it hard.

Suddenly they both stared at me in the face. The faces of his cheeks had been united and the two were an expression of complicity. My mind took many turns, multiple look that made me suspect that among them was something I had not so far noticed. Several questions invaded my mind at the time "Is that really loving Alicia Mendoza Lord, what if Monica and her are ... and why Monica began to seduce me at the time prevented me Alice? Maybe you could lose work! "I knew then that he had committed a grave error. And yes ...! The hated that. FIN



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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

How Long Until Temazepam Works

misogynist Parallel (03)


Reading time: 30 minutes

Mary: The profession does not always go hand in hand with the vocation.

Have you ever had the impression that they are dedicated to making something that is not exactly his calling? I have that impression at all times. Just fuck my own boss, Mr. Carlos, and the feeling of satisfaction that filled my whole body just did not come to orgasm.

My name is Mary, now I was doing one of the longest odd jobs to I had been, I was posing as a maid. It was too long, I had to spend this time was such that for a moment until I had the crazy idea to fit into my new activity and commit to stop doing dangerous things that I often stole sleep at night. I never slept more quietly, in the 3 months he had worked in this house, regardless of the abuse of Ms. Fernanda, everything here was very simple for me. He had shelter, food, television, private bathroom and a little morbid entertainment. I was natural for the job as a maid, which brought back many memories, as it was the first type of work I did before found in my long career path, other things you had a vocation.

was born in a town near the city, the kind of warm climate, where people can still afford to stay in the evenings with the door open. I was raised in the bosom of a dysfunctional family, whose father was a mechanic by profession, as well as alcoholic and a religious fanatic mother, who took refuge in his church activities to avoid his family. I was always the middle child, with a copy of big brother helping my father in the garage and a younger sister in the eyes of others always behaved like a white dove. The question that everyone was always making me Why do not you be more like your brothers?

I was always very mature for my age, just entering puberty I immediately became the focus of both the boys and teachers of local high school where I studied. I learned to use wisely my attributes to influence people, as my flirtations with the teachers helped me to finish high school without problems. The secret was offered at first, and then blackmail the person concerned at the end, denying everything, with the threat of prosecution for their "misunderstandings" and intentions prying. It always worked.

The atmosphere of my native land was not enough to keep me entertained. Tired of not feeling part of the family, I started to the city under the pretext of finding a good job to help me pay my college. My cousin maid was kind enough to give me shelter in his humble apartment of two rooms and a bathroom. Despite the reduction of space and my cousin's habits, mainly smoking cigarettes too organic and not clean at all, I was fascinated by the bustling nightlife in the city, that combined with the fact that it was now free enough for me not to miss the field as broad and desolate atmosphere of the town I was born.

After many nights of partying with friends of my cousin, I received from her the hint that it was time to get a job to help with the costs of the apartment. Absurdity of my resume and my informal dress did not seem to please anyone, proficiency examinations of the human resource companies appeared to show results that were seeing me as a person who did not fit in anywhere. Another factor was perhaps influenced by the fact that I was that she went out looking for work, asking God not find it. I should have studied secretarial skills, I gain nothing from high school! Was the phrase with which I always made excuses for myself when I received phone calls informing me that he had not qualified for the next step of the selection process.

came the day when I finally got a couple of proposals for work according to my "skills" I had to choose between working in a packing plant that made soups, or to become a hotel maid three stars. The second option was no doubt that I seemed more glamorous. "

already installed in the hotel I learned to do very well the cleanup. My dedication to remove dirt and especially the positions taken to clean the corners of the bathrooms, attracted much attention from a frequent customer of the hotel, a mysterious man named Jorge. The latter was a tall, thin, slightly bald, perhaps not very handsome, but with clear brown eyes glance incisive, full of confidence. For some strange reason I was very appealing Jorge. Although not looked very wealthy always had the attention of all buttons and other staff.

- I love how you do it! "I remember I said on that occasion.

- Eh ... sorry? I asked, puzzled

- Yes! I love the clean, "he said with an ironic tone. We see that you took great pains to attack by rubbing the area that requires your attention, how well you handle the brush handle to clean the bathroom, makes me realize that you are a pro

- Did you know that you do not have to be lying in the bed watching me, while doing the cleaning? I asked, trying to look serious in its double meaning comment. Should go to the cafeteria for a coffee or read a magazine in the lobby, really worries me I draw attention or you claim something to you, because you run to me as handling the brush handle-

- Quiet, Mary! First of all, nobody calls me nothing in this hotel, you know me as a kind of VIP. Second, see squat shaking and rubbing something, I find it much more fascinating than any other activity that may be performed at this hotel.

- Well, you if that is tremendous! "I said.

- Hmmm, you have no idea! Taking advantage of my comments said. No But your idea sounds very good coffee, I invite you to one, just tell me ... What time's your break? -

"Within half an hour, but am not allowed to eat in the cafeteria area reserved for customers

- Who told you that we would coffee in here? The coffee here is crap, looks like water sock. I know a place near here where you can buy a cappuccino, simply orgasmic.

His tone pleased me funny and cheeky while after firing a tremendous laugh, I accepted his invitation.

From that day my relationship with George was growing more and more to the point that we behaved as a boyfriend, although he never suggested that we were. Bored of not having any interesting experience since my arrival in the city, it suit the situation. Although our approach, Jorge was still a mystery man to me, always came to stay a couple of times per week, with the minimum of luggage for which the buttons are fighting for loading, perhaps because it had a reputation for giving very good tips. However, he did not let anyone touch your luggage. The strangest thing is that almost did not come to bed, but everything came to stay at the hotel a few hours in the afternoon.

A couple of weeks and our relationship had not evolved beyond having a lot of passionate kisses and caresses, first on the clothes and then under it. Allegedly tried to maintain composure in the hotel in order to protect my job. One day though, something interesting happened while I was in a typical situation for cleaning the bathroom.

"Slow down, Mary, do not rush, look to make sure you clean it very well, "said Jorge as I watched when I was leaning away from him while cleaning.

- Do you like my art? I asked, smiling as he turned around to see.

- I love it! "Said George, while brazenly sat pack his crotch with one of his hands. Why do not you come here? "He added. I ask you something.

Laughing approached me slowly towards him, when barely reached the edge of the bed, grabbed my arm and pulled me entrapped on a deep kiss. Keeping me well embracing, rushed back and seconds later we were lying on the bed with me over it.

"Stop, George, if I find without hesitation, I fired," I said with concern, but George seemed to have no intentions of giving up.

His hands began to trickle into my uniform dress, which took over my butt to start to lean. Then she took my underwear which started down shamelessly. I went back to protest, but to no avail, Jorge was not willing to stop, caresses and kisses made my protests were becoming more and more weak.

Solo had been with a couple guys when I lived in my town, but neither of those two short experiences made me feel so excited as I was at that time, Jorge was he touched my bare buttocks and below the her dress uniform cleaning. Neck removed my breasts and began to dress taste them, while one of his fingers began to rummage in my vagina.

We turn in bed way for Jorge to stay on me, after both nipples deliciously pacifier was put down to his head between my legs. Seconds later I felt his tongue caress my lips close boiling, it was accompanied by many other caresses of her tongue, which made me more open legs and squeeze my breasts with my hands, twisting the nipples with the tips of my fingers.

- Ahhh! That rich, Jorge! Suck ... Hard! "I pleaded between sobs.

- Silence, Bitch! I do not mean like going to eat your pussy, now open those legs more than I'm giving the fuck of your life "was the" surprising "answer he gave me Jorge. Nobody had ever before well spoken, causing my pussy get wet twice the excitement. Abuse for some strange reason I had been exciting.

George pulled out his huge phallus, which was shiny and drooling from the tip, put his hip, to the shores of my body, on his knees, until they were on both sides of my neck, which could put your precious Jorge glans just my mouth.

-Suck my bitch, I want to see my cock swallow you whole, "was the order I made almost completely swallow cock Jorge rich.

Excited me as abusive and vulgar as I was, I liked to feel bitch. Poor me.

Holding on to the buttocks of George, watched as he closed his eyes and gasped as he moved his hips back and forth to penetrate through the mouth. He was such a time, until I got the dick of the throat to get back and direct it to my vagina. He penetrated me abruptly and a single push, it hurt a little, but I did not mind because that made me delicious invasion, soon after our skin clashed with delight. He had an impressive swing, no doubt the most experienced man to me has taken in life. His pace made me invade male first orgasm, with mild contractions, but very rich. I moaned like strong, surprised that George did not let down his pace at all.

- Turn around, bitch! Get in four! Was the next order I gave George.

Dam of lust could not do anything else but obey. When I turned around, Jorge squeezed my buttocks hard. The magreo gave me was killing me with excitement. I inserted his rich cock a couple of times in the vagina, slowly and deeply, then started to rub her body after my juices lubricated in entrance of my anus. At that point I got a little scared because I was not quite sure what he meant. Suddenly I heard clearly the sound of a spit of Jorge, I thought to where he had pointed out until I felt the tip of his cock rest on my ass.

- No, George ...! What are you doing? I asked scared, when suddenly a sharp boost Jorge made the head of his penis into my anus, which I took from his throat a tremendous cry of pain.

Jorge froze for a moment, but with skill began to rub my clit with one hand. That made me forget stimulation for a moment that I was impaled in the ass, until he began to push again. I took the pillow from the bed and took her mouth to stifle my cries of pain, he feared that someone who passed out of the room to hear me.

Jorge continued his technique to push his cock in my ass slowly, rubbing the little button of pleasure at the same time. It was not long to feel the wrinkled skin of his balls rubbing my vagina. I was completely ass pounded. I started moving my hips in circles, trying to get my ass to the bar is adapted from George, until it, took confidence begin pumping. It felt very strange but ... it was different ... it was dirty, I excited! At that moment I had no idea it would be my first of many anal and that eventually I would become addicted to them.

The sound of skin hitting Jorge pubis my butt was the only sound in the room. Her super-wet vagina, was to reach ecstasy again. My contractions were present in an intense and wild. I could not hold and began to moan loudly. The contractions of my vagina to my anus were run, which began to press hard cock Jorge.

- So, bitch, I love it! I knew you were going to worship my cock in your ass! Do not stop! Arrgh! "Were the words of Jorge panting, clearly announcing that he was about to ejaculate.

I felt like a gush of semen hit in my gut, but George quickly took out his cock to finish my butt dripping with milk.

I found it very strange that after run, grabbed my waist and my hips began to move sideways, as if looking for an angle for Who knows what?

We fell exhausted on the bed, and we were embraced for a moment. He had tears in his eyes from the pain, but was filled with much pleasure that I did not care. He had discovered a side of me did not know.

The next day we met with George, we had plans to repeat the delight the other day. Upon entering the room clean, I met Jorge ready and laying in bed to watch me as usual.

- Hi, Princess! I had many eager to see you, do not move, I show you something ... It's a surprise! Said Jorge to receive me.

very surprised I was watching as he pulled some things out of her small suitcase. My skin bristled a bit when I could see what was removed was a video camera along with a few cables.

"Let me show you this, princess ... you'll love," said Jorge while connecting the camera to the television.

My eyes could not believe what appeared on screen! Jorge and I were fucking in our previous appointment. The impression left me still, I felt my eyes out the orbits by surprise. Jorge watched my puzzled face, which caused him a slight smile of malice, as if waiting for what my reaction. I do not know what to say, I just kept watching spellbound and I must admit also extremely excited. I felt like a professional porn star. I could not help noting the events that were played, mostly because I appreciate the very moment when George was emptied into my ass after giving me the ass. Now I understood why I had moved my hips, put me in the right angle to get a close up of my ass stretched and dripping.

- You are a fucking perverted, Jorge! I shouted after he awakened from the trance as he had observed.

allegedly tried to leave the room angry but George held me back, causing a struggle between us, we took her back to bed. Jorge did not have to work hard to get us to start fucking again, it was obvious that the video had made me very excited. When we were completely naked, after having given oral sex to each other, Jorge stood up to accommodate the camera, I realized for the place where it was placed, the day before he had a pot on the same cabinet, which Insurance George had served to hide it very well.

Excited about the situation I got carried away everything that I asked George, ended up in a position where he rolled onto his back and I rode over it, turning their backs to the camera. I am excited about the idea of \u200b\u200bthe picture of my ass moving circularly about Jorge's cock.

Several months passed and each day I got to know George better. His style remained an affectionate relations with me, except during sex where I always insulted and abused me, which I loved. We were completing a collection of pornographic videos impressive. Like a fool, I was falling for him. Take me to expensive places, I bought many things and generally made me happy. Never let me give up my use of hotel. Was dominant, jealous and domineering. While sex sessions became more violent and started beating me over time as needed or having to hit me. Unfortunately, I grew addicted to it, which I established a relationship since I became more and more submissive, I thought I loved him. I got to the point of submission that despite the rough things that I discovered it, I could not get away from danger, first love and then fear.

Jorge was really a kind of pimp, but with a special added value to their "profession." Was purchased from most of the hotel staff that included several buttons as well as those responsible for the reception and reservations. The girls who worked with him were fine, elegant prostitutes whose main function was to carry important men to the hotel to provide the "service." The profile of these great men should always have a common denominator: they are married and one form or another, being public figures.

With the help of his accomplices and subordinates, George always could anticipate perfectly the moment when it would have an appointment, enough to install a hidden camera in the room used to film everything. Obviously for these odd jobs did not use ordinary cameras, had invested in buying small cameras that could hide between a plant or an ornament. The material obtained was then used to blackmail, which was part of the business after the prostitutes, giving him more income to Jorge. There were times that blackmail was not made directly by Jorge, since the material was filmed at the request of other major clients, who gave a personal the videos according to their own interests.

One day we had just had sex with George, he told me the unthinkable, which certainly proved to be the next step in my way of slavery. Had fallen short of "personal", so I needed to replace one of the girls to make a "job". After beating silence me, by my obvious reactions of protest, leaving pulling to one side of the bed, next day I was on another bed, lying and open-legged on a hotel room, leaving me fucking, licking and fondling by a old nasty, knowing that everything was being caught in video.

My torment increased in the following months, I stopped being a lover of George with what I've become one more of his whores. I kept guarded by his cronies and other prostitutes. The things I was doing made me feel I had hit bottom, so that did not care. Over time I started taking ability to seduce men, I learned to recognize in their eyes what they were capable, I also learned to take on personalities, wear costumes and spend time listening to customers, everything to gain valuable Jorge videos. Even a moment I actually began to like. The profession does not always go hand in hand with the call, I knew who worked as a bitch, but I felt that my vocation was to be a sort of spy.

The way I tried my "customers" was affectionate to me compared to how I was Jorge. He received good pay, so I got used to easy money, I stopped living with my cousin and I went to live in a condominium apartments, of which several were owned by George, including the apartment in which I I was staying. That was silly, perhaps because there was no hope for me, had been trapped in a vicious circle.

A day in the morning, my cell phone ringing woke me up. It was George, asking that we meet in a cafe near the hotel, to discuss an important issue, it was obvious that I had a new job. The treatment of surprised me that day, George had dawned, very affectionate, friendly and helpful. These signs made me realize that I certainly was most appropriate for work that was to propose.

- Do you know Don Rogelio Acosta? Asked George after spending a sip of coffee.

- Sure! Who will not meet this famous tycoon? "I said.

"I know I can trust you, Mary ... because you know exactly what happens to people who betray my trust, right? Jorge said with a threatening tone. Well let me trust you something, this man is one of my best customers. First is a manipulator, a part of a whole Don Juan. The truth does not spare anyone and does whatever it takes to put aside who gets in their way

- Really? I asked little surprised, while rising in my face right eyebrow.

- not hesitate! It goes to Don Rogelio seducing a sales executive who is very good ... Well, at least so he says, is one such Fernanda ... I do not remember the name, the fact is that not only wants to hammer because it is good, Don Rogelio problem really is with the husband of such Fernanda "George paused to take a sip of his coffee again and continued. Looks like the company of this woman's husband, won a major contract to the company of Don Rogelio, and the capricious old, to learn that the chick that sell telephone services, is the wife of the Director of the project, the company that won, was has made up his mind that the best form of revenge will ruin the marriage of the poor wretch.

"Well, what then want me to take the husband of the old that, with video and everything? I asked impatiently, not wanting to find out many details.

"It's not as simple as that, bitch," said George in a loud tone, as a rebuke for my impatience, it seems that the guy has an impeccable behavior, you have to work carefully. Roger has his own plan: Fernanda such comments, we know that your family needs a maid. For through one of its human resources, Rogelio think to send such a servant Fernanda highly recommended. For this to work, the maid must perform such tasks as cleaning, to avoid suspicion. Roger asked me to find someone with a little experience for such tasks Do you now understand why it is important that the work you do it?

"Because none of your other girls have no idea what is cleaned ... Right? I asked, to which George nodded. But could not just fuck Don Rogelio's Fernanda such that and then tell the husband?

- Ja! So here I am the brain. Do not be silly! Don Rogelio has a reputation to look after, also wants to cause a divorce to leave his rival into bankruptcy. The problem is that the guy is very smart and is covered with a sort of prenuptial agreement ... Rogelio's lawyers have very well-researched ... if it be so unfaithful wife, he takes all

After the explanation, I had no choice but to accept. The following week, I went to the house of Doña Fernanda as the new maid. It was exciting, because again I felt like a spy infiltrated, like in the movies.

Mr. Charles, husband of Fernanda, I found a lovely person. The poor from the first day it was the eyes with me. It was too obvious that she liked me because I was still looking at me, my especially my ass and tits everywhere. Mrs. Fernanda on the other hand, was heavy, arrogant and unfriendly. The home environment was nice, had a cute dog that I found very funny and cute.

The days I spent as a servant in that house, as I said at first, were the best of my life. The cleaning helped me forget the bad work reputation that I had been accustomed, earn a small salary as a maid made me feel clean and decent. I wish I had been in that house from the beginning. I could not help thinking that if it had never gone to work at the hotel, right now would be safe.

My slumber was interrupted suddenly quiet. I started getting calls on my cell Jorge, pressing for me to rush to work. The last new era Don Rogelio and was fucking Mrs. Fernanda, Jorge knew that they were already fans because he had compromised with the principal secretary of the said Roger. Just missing the shot of grace, the infidelity of her future husband Charles, so that poor marriage came to an end.

For my money, Mr. Carlos vacations were present. I began to spy on him to develop the plan for how to seduce him. The poor man was leaving, his wife took care of him, led a life very indifferent. Of all the times I went out of their room at night, I could never hear them having sex or something, it was obvious that Mrs. Fernanda needs were being well covered by Don Rogelio.

One day I was sweeping the patio, beneath the bathroom window, I heard some slight pushing. From the sound of the shower, distinguish other sounds that seemed to splash. My curiosity prompted me to pull a bank to get on investigating and what I found did not surprise me, Mr. Carlos was masturbating. I set out to spy on the following day and I realized that so did the study when connecting to the Internet. The truth seemed to me very sad. Among the tenderness that I was poor and neglected the homeowner began to want more and more. He was a man who was very fiery but obviously, trying to control your instincts the respect he was ungrateful to his wife. There were times when watching him masturbate, I was excited not only spy if not for the fact imagine a life with him. - I could be happy with a man like him! - Thought.

A mild desire for freedom and greed invaded my mind, so in the next few days was faced with Fernanda, giving full details of her infidelity, he knew by Jorge gossip. Upon learning of the things I knew, Fernanda was puzzled, especially when the threatened to denounce her. I made a little excited to experience what it feels like someone having control over the situation really made me understand a little more George.

I agreed to receive a large sum of money from the old, and remain silent. I found just what she had to pay for betraying her husband. We agree a date when I would check Fernanda deposit my money, for which I would have to get out of the house forever. I accepted, Fernanda blackmail was not part of original plan, so I could not risk that George found out, plus it could at least afford to fail. The other victim of this was Carlos, but if you would let them, at least I would make sure that enjoyed to the fullest.

One day before my departure date, at the risk of making mistakes, I stumble around in the entrance of the bathroom with Mr. Carlos. He had a mischievous side that I was very curious and I could see wearing a small device in his hand. Annoyed by my intrusion, locked herself in the bathroom, but I prey my curiosity, I approached the gate, after hearing the sound of a small electric motor, which obviously was a razor. Lucky for me the door was left ajar. The scene that I thought I found very funny and exciting. Carlos was shaving the pubis, and the funny thing is that until he had named his penis ... Don Pepe! He spoke in the same way they do the barbers in conversation with a frequent customer and respectable as they do their job. I almost miss a laugh when I saw it. No doubt this was the funniest work I had played

stared at his penis with pride, and I must admit, the product of his effort at the end and I was becoming increasingly interesting. At that moment I recognized the kind of man he was Carlos, no doubt the poor needed to feel wanted, inhibitions a bit, take control in sex for a change. With that already had all the information needed to consummate my seduction. There was only one detail I had to be careful, should leave evidence that I saw it, so all I had intended to say make sense. I removed the towel floor had prevented completely shut the bathroom door and locked it intentionally making enough noise to give Carlos the shock of his life.

next day morning I got dressed to look like I was ready to get out of the house forever. Again Mrs. Fernanda confronted in the kitchen. To my satisfaction, from tantrums he confirmed that he had deposited the agreed amount. Everything went according to plan.

Fernanda After he retired to his job, I had to act fast. I knew that Carlos was going to act up to the studio, but if you had left a small concern with the shock of the previous day, had to leave the studio and eventually go to the bedroom, if not to masturbate, at least to watch a football match. The truth did not have a plan "B", I had full trust in my instincts.

Using the teachings of my teacher Jorge, I put a camera in the room rather small, just at a suitable angle so that everything was very well documented. It was not the camera Jorge professionals regularly used, but it was a good camera, I had helped to bring the task in a couple of occasions. I stripped his underwear and lay down in bed, waiting for Carlos. It was taking too long, I could not lose any time and could fail. - How about if you annoyed? What if I did not dare to touch me and it was not according to plan? Would have to flee the country .- I thought, I decided to remove the rest of the clothes. I was too nervous, I had to calm down Calm ...- Mary. I told myself as I breathed deep.

- But! .. "I'm very dry.

I started rubbing my clit softly, slowly. I closed my eyes and began to focus on Don Pepe! "Yes, you will feel rich, well-thought afeitadito. Shaved pubis had only seen in porn films, it was time to try one, especially considering that in one way or another, I was kind of a porn star too.

I began to stroke my nipple to help me achieve an ideal state to receive Carlos, when he yelled from the door

- What does this mean, Mary?

I asked lasciviously who approached me, stating that they wanted, thankfully the image that you got seduced him. Seconds later jumped on me and the first part of her body felt against mine, her tongue was hot, which began to lick my pussy and my ass badly. Hmm! If kept well, it would certainly reward. Then went on to attack my sinuses, I asked him to penetrate me with his cock, as he shaved. Surely that was not expected, which should have been excited. He became an animal, providing a quick but very good fuck.

On regaining consciousness after our first round, the doubt Carlos invaded our peace. Asked about the reason for my actions. First of all he "confessed" that he wanted, which had seen him masturbating and I invented a few things, like I masturbated in the living room couch thinking about him, when in fact it was the dog of the house which I was constantly jumping on the couch .. lata

Like I said, my addiction after a powder was give me the ass. So without thinking twice, I ride on Carlos after he was lying face up. Addition they wanted to feel his cock in my ass, I wanted to document a little more our meeting. I knew at the angle I was going to drop, the camera would capture a good shot of my ass and penetration.

After a few minutes, it really had been very pleased, not so much by the fact that I fucked the boss, but because everything had gone as expected. Carlos inspired me very tenderly and that made me remember the first illusions with which he had come to this city, hoping to find the love of my life. I could not stop bad and sad thoughts invaded my head, making me feel guilty, dirty and enslaved by doing things now. In the midst of a moral dilemma, I plucked up courage and decided that this was the last time you do something like that if he returned to be with a man like Carlos, would be to show my love and that no prying camera would capture our meeting.

"I'll take the money he took with Fernanda and I will flee to where George does not find me ever. To hell with it and to hell with your video! "I said to myself mentally.

No doubt the video would serve me something, but do not use more money to fill the bank account to Jorge.

When we got up and managed, Carlos convinced he retired to wander a bit to avoid suspicion. Fortunately, he was not aware of anything for the blackmail that I was riding Fernanda, she also has had lied, telling him that afternoon I would go where my sick aunt.

Carlos retired and I rushed to check the room where I saw that everything had been very well recorded. Taste a deep breath and prepared to set things up according to the change of plans last time I had thought. Finished soon, so I sat on the living room couch watching television, waiting for the return of my mistress.

- What? Are you still here? Do not even think I'm going to take a single penny! Fernanda said surprised and extremely annoying to me even in the house when she returned from work.

- Shut up, stupid! You are not in a position to raise your voice or to claim for anything, "he replied angrily by how arrogant in which he addressed to me.

- But how you dare? No maid tells me so! Right now I call the police to take you out of my house! Fernanda said, without lowering his voice while taking the phone doing the pantomime would call someone.

I stood up annoyed, I went running to her with an expression of aggression in my face, I grabbed the phone and gave him a tremendous slap in the face. Fernanda just issued a cry, perhaps more shock than pain, then took his arm and took her to the living room sofa, where sat the force. By then, it was already the tear-soaked eyes.

- Where is Carlos? What do you want? Leave us alone please, and I gave everything I had! "Said Fernanda sobbing bitterly.

Verla and made me feel a little bad, because I saw myself reflected in it, that same look of defeat was undoubtedly the same that I wore when I beat Jorge.

- Quiet! "I told Fernando, crouching at the level of her, taking her by the shoulders and seeing her in the eye. It is best to tell your husband the truth, I'm sure you no longer love him ... and him ... you either want you to see this, "he said while changing video mode on the TV in the room who had already connected the camera that was used to record our fucked with Carlos.

Fernanda froze, watching in silence, seemed to believe their eyes. I sat with her arms crossed and legs, to watch the entire video to finish. Following this, the awkward silence continued.

- You're a fucking whore ... a miserable, heartless bitch! "Was all that Fernanda was able to whisper after the shock of what he had seen.

I did not bother answering, I took the camera to turn it off, I got up and proceeded to walk away until you reach the front door, but not before taking my suitcase was already prepared, in the bathroom that was on his way to the hallway . Upon reaching the door, I turned to see the room. Fernanda blonde hair sitting on the couch, along with the faint sounds of her crying, they were the last memories I took away from the house they never ever returned. I went and took the first cab that passed me.

Carlos: This is the epilogue of my divorce.

It had been almost 6 months from the time I fell in love again and both my beloved departed. No doubt this was the strangest day of my life. I returned home late at night and found Fernanda still wearing her work clothes. With all the makeup smeared, no doubt had been crying buckets.

To my surprise I confessed that I had been unfaithful, who had some months to do so. That was in line with the consequences of our prenuptial agreement, because was aware of what he had done and that the only reason that could justify himself, was no longer loved me.

For some strange reason, the event made me feel free. Even in that moment I realized that I also loved Fernanda, just kept her for trying to do the right thing. Not even I was interested in knowing who was her lover.

never had the guts to tell Fernanda what I had done my dear Mary, before it mysteriously disappeared, but I just, I knew I had also been wrong and that my conscience, so we divide all property equitably, without mentioning anything about the lawyer infidelity. I stayed with the car and many of my things. No one stayed with the house, sold it and we split the money.

I did not know what happened to Fernanda, the last thing I heard was that he changed jobs. They gave him a personal assistant job in one of the companies they used to sell phone services.

To me, on the other hand, I reached for my achievements as Director of the new project of my company, but despite my success at work, I felt empty in other ways.

I started to rebuild my life, I moved to the outskirts of the city. Every afternoon before returning home I went to the bar I ever frequented, to drown my sorrows with my new and lonely freedom.

One Thursday afternoon I was alone at the bar, sitting at the bar, enjoying a Scotch on the rocks, watching television. Echoed the news that they had captured one Jorge Torres, charged with having a network of trafficking and extortion. The unhappy that blackmailing public figures with compromising videos. The theory of the news was no doubt someone had betrayed one of his potential victims, it was nothing short of an important government official.

- That bastard! "I said to the bartender, laughing, sipping a drink from my glass again, after seeing the face of such a purgative had George, while he was taken away in handcuffs on the news images.

proceeded to take a new shot of Scotch I had in my glass. Suddenly I felt warm hands that blinded me to cover my eyes from behind.

- Who is it? I asked, intrigued and quite scared.

A very sensual female voice whispered to me:

-Guess ...

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- Mary? I asked, surprised.

- Hello, Carlos! ... How are you? "She said as she left to cover my eyes, sitting next to me

- Hey but I'm glad to see you! What are you doing here? What has been your life? I asked incredulously as he admired.

Mary looked beautiful, apart from that he had never been formally dressed, looked very happy, his face and body glow.

"Well, the truth is I came to find someone who I've missed a lot

- Is it someone I know? I asked smiling

"Yes, the truth is someone I know very well," said Mary, making the series.

- What if that person who you want, am I? I asked, humoring.

"No, the truth ...- Mary paused leaning my ear.

- Seeking Don Pepe! "He said, muttering, prompting a smile from ear to ear on my face.

FIN

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