My dream

My dream My name is Mari, I'm 43 years old, a beautiful face, 1.64m, 50kg, small and hard pear-shaped breasts (the beaks are very protruding), butt from medium to small steep, no belly, cellulite, stretch marks or flaccids, I have a thin, well-marked waist, I use blond hair at the shoulder height, my muzzle is completely shaved Despite being thin I have beautiful and firm legs. I'm a woman who takes care of myself. I do a lot of massage three times a week, I use creams, do nails and feet every week. Not only do I not like the gym, I'm lazy to mess up. I'm a university professor and my husband is a public official. We have no children. Financially we have a very good life. We travel, we have two cars at home, a beach car, but we're not rich anyway.... Unfortunately, my husband is an alcoholic, not the violent type who beats his wife, but he drinks every day after coming home from work and on weekends. On those occasions he drinks a lot. In addition, he has a habit that I detest: he leaves the company after work and goes to bars with his friends to drink, returning home often around 23/24 hours completely drunk. A few years ago, perhaps as a result of drinking, he became impotent (or almost). He rarely looks for me and most of the time he can't get an erection. For my part, I have always been a very hot woman, I really love sex in all its forms, I have many fantasies. I live by reading erotic stories. Well, now that you know me, let's get down to business. In January of 2000, my nephew, who we'll call Leo, came to spend the summer with us. He's a 16-year-old boy at the time, about 5'8", not fat or thin, with a very handsome face and physique. We spent the days alone because my husband was working and only came on weekends, we went to the beach every day, and at night we watched TV, chatted or did our own thing. Of course, the first week went by normally, with nothing different. I saw my husband, Leo, and my husband sitting in a chair at the back of the house to masturbate, but he didn't want to. I said that I would rather stay in the kitchen and have a drink and read. So I went, again, with my husband Leo to the beach. We were lying down, taking a sun bath when I began to feel a fixed look on my body. I opened my eyes and realized that Leo was staring at my mouth (it's a little protruding). I thought: it's the age.... it would go away with the hormones a mile. I resolved to pull the conversation. - Leo, why didn't you go out with your friends last night? Since you came here you spend every night inside the house! - I was thinking that I would rather be with the lady. I prefer to be with the lady. I liked to be with the lady. I was trying to get out of this house because of my eyes. So I went, again, my husband Leo and I went to the beach. We were lying down, taking a sunbath when I began to feel a fixed look at my body. I opened my eyes and I realized that I was looking at the old man again. I was looking at the old man again, and he was sweating, but I didn't really like it, I went back to see him, I was laughing in the bathroom, and I went back to the bathroom, and I was a little bit nervous, I went back to the bathroom, and I went back to the bathroom, I was a little bit nervous, I went to the bathroom, and I was a little bit nervous, I went to the bathroom, I was a little bit nervous, then I was sleeping, I was a bit nervous, I went to the night,