First time out of the wedding .

First time out of wedlock by a married woman. Hey, you guys. What I'm going to report, or rather... share with you now, is something that happened to me recently. Only the names (including my own) have been replaced by pseudonyms, to preserve the secrecy of the people involved. My name is Claudio, I've been married for eight years, I'm 33 years old and although I don't have a sarcastic body and I'm not a "must" of beauty properly speaking... rsrsr... I attract the attention of some women, I'm 1.74 meters, light brown, 75 kg, hairy body, I'm the "manly type" in every way. Speaking of which, I work in a company where the majority of the board is made up of women, so there's a lot of chauvinism going on. The fact is that being married and not wanting to see my image linked to values that are deemed inappropriate by most people (even more so in a corporate environment) I ended up missing out on some opportunities. The funny thing is, he ended up screwing someone he'd never even spoken to before, and Denise, who I've known in person since I joined the company seven years ago, a beautiful but withdrawn woman, is married to a former employee who I also knew but also never befriended. A few years after her husband was fired, she started going to college, then it seems that her life changed... she started dressing better, changed her appearance radically, seemed to be happier in a general way...and this new Denise became part of my imagination and fantasies...since 2008 when this turn of events happened... The problem is that, like me, she was an extremely closed person, she didn't give the ball to pretty girls and much less encouraged the approach of the "stickers" who circled her like umbres on the carcass... She went crazy... mature woman (now 35 years old), blonde, about 1.65, slender body, but with exuberant shape, wonderfully well-turned legs, well-marked waist, medium to large breasts, incredibly firm...whoever sees her does not say that she had a son and much less that she has passed the age of 30...only it does not rain in her garden because she drove away every man who really came!!!...rsrsrs Ah... but I couldn't take it anymore and took courage, or rather I didn't!!!....Instead of coming and showing my face I created an exclusive email account to approach me. I started anonymously sending messages of praise, in a way that she couldn't push me away, because they were always polite messages, and I'm sure they ended up lifting her spirits, which by the way should have been low, because comments from people closest to her were that she wasn't happy in the marriage. After some time she started returning my messages and was curious to know who was the author of the messages she received... I took courage and revealed myself...she was surprised because as I was always a serious man, it was hard to believe that I would reach someone in the way I did! I think that's exactly what helped her feel confident to move on... she told me that the current marriage was her second marriage and confided that she had never had an extramarital relationship in either one of them. But she was of the opinion that she had wasted a lot of time in her life... that it wasn't a case of separation, but that she would take the opportunity... she said that sex in her marriage wasn't good and that she had a desire to experiment outside of marriage to find out what it would be like. After a few days, adjusting our schedules, we left... we met outside the company, so as not to arouse any suspicion in our colleagues...when I met Denise at the agreed place, I noticed the nervousness stamped on her face, with wide eyes she got into my car...so that she could relax, do not leave immediately, I started talking and held her hands (frozen despite the intense heat that was in a summer of early autumn). She was as beautiful as ever, dressed sensuously as few women can do without breaking the barrier of vulgarity... wearing a button-down blouse, the kind that shows nothing but gives wings to the imagination, a tight jeans, but with the blouse loose on the outside covering what everyone was curious to see. And after a few words, our first kiss rolled off... ahhh what a kiss!!!. The kiss says a lot about the person and hers set me on fire... I got hard at the same time! She still shy and with a look of doubt agreed that we would go ahead, to a motel as we had agreed by email. The craving I felt when I saw this woman, mature yet visibly shy about the situation went to my head... it was as if I was standing in front of a virgin teenage girl... she was trembling, all withdrawn and wondering if she was doing the right thing... I said I didn't want her to do anything she might regret later, but with one hand firmly holding her waist, the other stroking her neck, subtly near her ear I said: "but don't regret letting life go by without enjoying it either"... I saw her eyes close and I felt her body relaxing, leaning against mine as if we were pushed against each other. I kindly began to take off her clothes, she was still very shy, she asked me to turn off all the lights in the room, I complied with her request knowing that the time (about 5:30 pm) would not prevent me from being able to contemplate her beauty... That's why she was still a bit stuck, but with a lot of affection I began to caress her without hurry, in a way that I could feel her body begin to relax... then she asked me for a time so that she could take a bath because she worked all day (we left work directly to meet us in a place outside the company's will). I took the opportunity to take off my clothes, I asked if I could go with her, but she said that she would be more alone, so I hoped that it would end quickly and I also went into the bathroom for a quick banana... I had a vision that was wonderful... but she was wrapped in a shy dress, with a beautiful necklace and a red bra... and I began to caress her again. At this point she was already in a state of arousal... I could feel her shivering every time my tongue passed through her ear and descended to her breasts with a huge clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched clenched This story is almost turning into a book... so I'll leave it to tell other adventures I had with Denise on other occasions...now she's "so loose"!!!!...doing everything!!!!...then I'll tell.