Friend from work.

I'm 34 years old, and I'm going to tell you about an affair I'm having with a friend from work. Rosane is what can be said of a faithful woman, with her religious principles, mature, friendly, good-humored and above all very nice. Married a little over two years ago, after a long courtship, her husband, hitherto unknown, apart from a few occasions of sporadic encounters, never struck me as one capable of driving that woman's delight to the altar, but he did. We'd been working together for about six years, and I'd always had a crush on her, and despite the insinuations and even some teasing, she'd always duck out at the end and disguise everything as a joke. She's thin, small, with big breasts, which attract a lot of attention from men, who are crazy to squeeze and suck them. She's got a small bundle, but she jumps super tight, whitish skin, light brown hair up to the shoulders and a beautiful smile. I've been hitting on her for exactly four years with no success, only provocations and insinuations, and then she starts talking about her husband, her married life, her religion. But about four months ago, for the first time in years, an invitation came for me to go to her birthday party. On Friday we went as a group, with the staff, to a small bar and we were drinking and chatting outside. I couldn't do anything there, but since it's my way home I offered her a ride and she accepted as she had done many times before. In front of her building we said goodbye, I felt her kiss on my longest face, as if I wanted to stay there longer and then she asked me, I want you here tomorrow to celebrate my little party, are you coming or not? I confirmed that it would go without fail and she got out of the car. I was already hard-core, crazy for a blow job. I came home and jumped on my wife, imagining I was with the delight of Rosane. The next day, after a slight argument with my wife, she decided not to go to the birthday party, because she thought I didn't have decent clothes and because I had warned her too much on Thursday. I didn't even call, I said I'd be alone then, and she didn't complain. I don't know if you're doing this out of pure trust in me, or because you're already loaded and you're giving it to someone, but that's beside the point. I arrived at about 8:20 in the evening and there were already some people. I soon realized that it was not really a party, but a small gathering of friends. I gave some excuse for Elisa not to go and no one said anything. Soon her husband appeared and made sure to introduce me to everyone, being very kind and friendly, even strange, because he knew me very little. Little by little, more people and family came, and I realized that I was the only person from work there, and I wanted to ask if anyone else was going, but I held back, thinking that it would be inelegant to expose something like that. Around eleven, almost everyone had already left and I decided to go too. That's when Rosane took me by the hand and said; you don't. Stay quiet there you still have a lot of drink and you won't work tomorrow. Okay, I was sitting on the balcony talking to her cousin who had a baby and left five minutes later, and from the balcony I didn't realize who was still in the apartment, but when I got up to go to the bathroom, I felt a slight dizziness and realized that the last couple was leaving. I looked at the clock and it was 11:20 and I went to the bathroom and when I returned to the room I said I was leaving and only Fernando was there and Rosane wasn't. He said no, that they weren't asleep and that I should stay longer. I went back to the balcony and was looking at the scenery, when a little while later, I heard Rosane talking, who's leaving here? When I turned around, she had changed her clothes and was wearing a loose white dress that made her look like a doll. She was in the bathroom of the couple's room taking a bath and I could smell that delicious scent that I feel every day when I get close to her. Right behind her came Fernando with an open bottle of wine, which she loves to drink, by the way. He handed me a cup and we got back to talking about everything, work, married life, etc. Fernando then told us to sit in the living room, for talking on the balcony could disturb the neighbors. I found it odd that he would turn on the air conditioning and close the doors and the curtain on the balcony, but the chatter and the wine made us talk. I apologized and went back to the bathroom because I was getting a hard nut to see the beautiful outline of Rosane's breasts by the side of her dress. When I came back Fernando was not in the room and Rosane was standing in the kitchen. I sat down in a chair and she walked behind me to get something from the fridge. Then she turned around and put her hands on my shoulders and asked if anything was going on, because I was very quiet and I'm not usually like that. I laughed and told her that everything was fine, that the moment was wonderful. I asked about Fernando and she said that he had gone to take a bath and began to squeeze my shoulders lightly, as if doing a massage. She asked if it was okay, she could feel her hands freezing and kind of shaking, and I said it was wonderful, but she had to stop or her husband would see. She then called me into the living room and asked me to sit in the small armchair on the side so that I could only see the balcony and nothing else behind me. She kept massaging and my dick was totally hard. She then asked me if I had a time to get home and if it would be okay if I arrived really late. I asked how late she considered it, since it was almost midnight. She said the afternoon was all up to me. I lifted my head looking back and she gave me a light kiss on the forehead and she said, "Gee, I think I'm getting drunk". I laughed and told her I thought she was beautiful drunk. She then said that even though it was her birthday, she wanted to give me a gift, a gift for our long and sweet friendship. I was super excited, but I didn't think I was gonna roll anything, not there, not with her husband at home. Less than a minute later, she came back and asked me if I wanted it or not, and I told her it depended on what it was, and she said I'd like it. He asked me to close my eyes, and I obeyed without being able to see anything behind me. His hands on my shoulders disappeared. Soon after, I felt his hand grabbing mine and telling me to get up, and I couldn't control myself, and sure enough, my dick was coming up super hard through my pants. She was driving me slowly, and I could tell we were moving forward, and she sat me down again, and I realized it was on the couch, and then she sat on my lap. My hands went straight up her ass, squeezing and forcing her against my body. I felt her begin to kiss me, very gently she passed her tongue over my mouth, my face. I felt her take off her dress and open her eyes. Then she told me to close them again, because it was part of the gift. I felt my shirt being taken off, my hands running over her body, which was now only wearing panties. She took my hands and carried them to her breasts. Wow, my dick almost exploded at that time. She came in my ear and whispered, feel them, because I know you eat them with your eyes. And they're really great, hard, firm, full, smooth skin, and I started sucking on them like a baby, and I don't know how long I sat there, but all I know is that she was whimpering softly, saying how wonderful it all was, asking me if I was enjoying it. That's when she got up and asked to open her eyes. She was standing with only a yellow panties, very small. She then smiled and said that this was the other present. She said, do you remember that you once told me that you loved a woman in yellow panties? I said yes, but I didn't remember. But really I love a woman in yellow, blue or white panties. I told her she was beautiful, and I finally got a glimpse of those big, perfect breasts just a few inches away from me, and that's when I noticed her husband, and I mentioned getting an erection. She told me to sit down, and I asked about her husband, and she told me to relax, that despite everything, they found out that this is what they've always wanted to accomplish, and that it wasn't for me to worry about, because he really wanted this to happen, and he was certainly watching and loving it. I tried to look, but she said not to look for him because he didn't want me to see him and she just wanted to enjoy the moment, like we were alone. So I asked her to turn around, and I could see her little bundle with her panties all buried in it, and I started passing her hands and kissing her, and then she leaned forward and I could stick my face in the middle of her ass, and I could stick my tongue in her little mouth and her ass. I've always been crazy about eating her ass, because I imagined how nice it would be to get into her with her boobs bobbing and her happy-married face moaning sweetly. I could feel the heat and how wet her little tub was, and she was moaning and pushing her body back, like she wanted me to put my face in there even more. Then she got up, made me sit comfortably on the couch and took off my pants at once, with the underwear and everything. My fully erect dick stood a few inches from her face and she tucked it in. She said she'd been crazy about it for a long time, that her husband was fantasizing about it, and I didn't care if he was watching or not. She sucked a lot, sometimes even felt a little pain, because she rubbed her teeth trying to swallow everything, punched me and sucked very tasty and I couldn't wait to joke in her mouth. So she stood up, pulled her panties down, and asked if she could trust me, and I said she could trust me all the time, and she sat on my dick without a condom. My dick got super tight, even though she was totally wet, which made me think that her husband's dick should be smaller. I was jumping faster and faster on my dick, sometimes going up and down, sometimes burying everything and moving back and forth. I'd suck on her breasts, squeeze her, pull her hair, squeeze her ass, and we'd be like two sex-hungry couples right there on the couch, making out like two lovers, not caring about the husband. I was about to mock, when she took my hands and groaning louder and rubbing herself harder on me, said she was going to mock. She put her head on my shoulder and stood there purring and moaning softly. I got her to stand up, and we were rubbing up against each other, and I turned her over, and I was rubbing the stick between her legs, and she would push the little bundle back, and my stick would slide down the middle of it. I took off her panties, and I put her on the couch, and I put her back in again, and she was so delicious, and her little butt, and her little bikini mark, and I grabbed her by the waist, and I was pushing my dick in. I got off to a slow start and she was clinging to the couch twitching hot. I caught a glimpse of Fernando looking at me, but I couldn't see exactly what he was doing, except that he was sitting on the floor, a little bit behind us, almost in the hallway. I accelerated my movements, and it was too much to see those tired breasts swaying, so I grabbed with both hands, and I started hitting the stick harder, and I was crazy to joke, and I stopped. Then I pushed again, grabbed her hair, put my fingers in her mouth, grabbed her breasts, and I didn't know what to do, I was totally out of control with a hard-on, it was something I'd always dreamed of doing, and now here I was, a woman's delight, all white, all pink, all wet, all smooth, fucking me good. I got her to lie on her stomach on the couch, and I pushed her little bundle over, and I got her to lie on her stomach, and I pushed her all the way up. I put a pillow underneath her so she could get higher and I started pulling her waist up and down sliding easy on my dick. I stayed like that for about seven minutes until I couldn't take it anymore and I said I was gonna make fun of her, and I pulled out my stick and told her to sit on the floor because I was crazy to make fun of her breasts. She'd barely squat and then there'd be a bunch of fucking jets coming out of her, all wet on her chest, falling a little on her face and on the couch, and it was the best feeling in the world, seeing that delight all enjoyed. I sat in the armchair with my back to her husband, who got up and went into the bedroom, and we sat there for a few minutes, laughing about what we had done, rubbing and kissing, hand to this, hand to that. She asked me to wait a second and left the room. In the next one I'll continue what else is going on.