This story happened in 2004 when I wasworking at a company in thecitycenter.
I am married for 3 years, a marriage duet o the chance to say, and because of thee vents I have a two-year-old and six-month-old boy.
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The colleague I’m telling you, her nameis Cristina, came to the company where I worked about two month safter I came andI liked her from the first moment, but I did not know about it. On the first day she was dressed in a brown dress, it wastight on her breasts that were not big, but just round and fit, she had a perfect butt, I mean, we were 40 guys who were admiring her ass. Then I decided to analyze her to figure out if there could be a relationship with her or not. For four months I’ve been trying to get close to her, but she was reluctantly rejecting any attempt to try again. Even other colleague stried it, but the same result. During this time, a guy with a beautiful car started to come in after her. I decided then to approach her with friend ship, with gentle nessand patience. I did not have such a patience for any woman, note ven my wife, but for her I was determined to wait for a moment of weakness. After three or four month safter thea ppearance, the guy disappeared, and she was very blue. Through a colleague I managed to get out with her and others at a coffee in the city and I found out that her friend was an oil tanker officer and left for a period of 9 months in South Africa.
” The timehas come! ” I said, and I went to attack. Under the cover of there as on that I wanted to be near her and that i was understanding her suffering I started to go out with her and another female colleague in the city and that everything went well I also took a male colleague with me. My colleague started to go out with with Mihaela, and I was not progressing at all.
One evening the girls drank beer and soon their number increased, but as I neverdrink, I was a wake and prepared. I gave her a ride home and being a gentleman, seeing in what kind of state she was, I offered to get her inside her home. I entered in the apartment and the storm was unleashed, she started kissing me, and because I like breasts, I also unbuttoned the shirt she wore and started kissing therm. They were not big, but they were strong and perfectly rounded. I put her on a couch, and with my right hand I was exploring the pussy, which was hot, while Cristina giggled and said in a whisper: “Take me, I am yours, I wantyou …”
But these words were interrupted by alcoholic hiccups, even crying. I stopped suddenly and said, “It’s late and I have to go, and you’ve been drinking a lot,” though in my heart, I was cursing the time and the alcohol.
She looked with her black eyes at me and nodded, then asked me to stay with her until she was asleep. Extremely horny, I went home where I could not fall asleep, thinking and dreaming about her with my eyes open, but I felt it was not over yet.
The nex tday, when I arrived at the office, she looked at me and she smiled, and later when she caught the moment she came tomy office and said, “I still wantyou.”
It was the moment that I was expecting for. I called her after I was done with my job and I did not even had the time to say anything and she asked me to wait for her.
I do not even know how I got her home, or if I asked where we were going. As I walked throught he door, she glued me to the wall and started kissing me and stripping me while I was already holding her breasts.
She began to come down with kisses, and with her hands she released my penis, rubbing it and also my testicles. I was full of ecstasy. I took her head and without saying anything, I put it in her mouth. She moaned for pleasure and started sucking it, at first slowly, then faster and faster. I liked itsomuchthat at onepointshewantedto get free, I caughtherheadwithbothhandsand I started pumping lightly but deeply … God, how much I wanted her!
I also started with oral sex for her, but when she said, “I want you,” I had to put her on her belly. She began to unleash, to bend her body, to vibrate, to contradict each of my pumping. Holding her with both hands I was fucking her, with a craving for her to fill her as she was moaning softly, whispering to me: like that, sweet heart. From time to time I watched her buttocks as they were trembling at the contact with my feet, then I took my cock out from her warm and welcoming pussy. Her debauchery was magnificent, almost chirping, and with her hands she begged me to squeeze her breasts even worse, the orgasm covered her whole body. With such an orgasm, I think nobody could have resisted, and soon, may beeven at the same time, I finished too.
She really liked it, especially because she was going to tell me that her boy friend did not get that kind of performance, even though they were both watching porn before they were having sex. To be honest, neither do I get toper form like that so often …
There followed eight months of love, not so lighted, but it was magnificent. The she soon said her first “I LOVE YOU”, which made that a beautiful relationship, but she wanted to marry her boy friend for a future. I did not know that this could also be a reason for marriage, but as I had done it also, though for another reason, if that was going to be good for her, it is her life after all.
Before the evening her boyfriend was going to arrive, we made love, we spent the night together, motivating my wife that I was at the country side.
The next day I drove her to the airport. Before she descended, she looked at me and whispered “goodbye, mylove”. I laughed by telling her that we were going to see each other the next day. She smiled curling a tear on her cheek, she kissed me again,she told me sheloved me and went downstairs. Before she entered theairport, she turned with her face to me once more and she smiled. I watched her until she disappeared, and then I left because her boyfriend knew me and it could raise suspicions.
I hardly got to the office in the morning, thinking it was over, but I was okay with the idea of seeing here veryday. On the desk, how ever, it was waiting for me the truth and the answer: her resignation.
From that day I did not know anything about her except for being married and having a child now, I have not seen her again, I have not called her. It’s been two years since then, and it’s like yesterday, I was starting to feel like a man next to her, just by words she could to make me feel like I was living for real. I’m glad I met her, but most of all, it’s like: I really miss her.
