The Salvation.
Despite the look of a boy, I was already about 40 years old, an unstable marriage and an entirely unruly life, I left the service and wandered around in boats and was not even charged by my once beloved wife for it, I was wasting and destroying myself gradually. And the worst thing is that this physical decay was noticed by fellow workers, after some subtle - others not so much - advice that was already making me very uncomfortable, was willing to take a stand and gradually put the stronger drinks aside, reduced the distilled, drank almost only beer and in much less quantity.
Some time later, a girl who was interning with us came near me and secreted:
- Everybody was talking bad about you, but it seems you've done something that's much better, you don't look so tired and you don't look so tired. Do you know you're even prettier after that?
I got scared of the "beautiful," but I disguised it and as if it were the most normal thing in the world and said:
- It's okay. I've been drinking too much, I'm leaving whiskey and cachaça there and drinking only beers, but it's hard to resist.
She then said:
- What? Try to resist, yes, the result pays off.
- Of course I'm trying, but this is hard, the ideal would be if I had someone like you to take care of me. - I did.
- It's okay. I could help you if you don't mind, of course! You argued with her.
I, even scared, because that was just a little joke, I said:
- Of course I do. I think you have everything to save my life. - And laugh...
I'll try to sum up what that was all you wanted to save me: Patricia was 19 years old, about 1m70, some 55 kilos, light brunette, her face was neither pretty nor ugly, her eyes were as big and beautiful as an eagle's, long black hair, tiny tits and a cute little ass on a wide hip, at least that was what it looked like, despite the girl always walking around in skirts, dresses and trousers always wide.
Six o'clock, time to leave, and then he came to Pat with me, and we went to a bar so she could take care of me, and of course, have a few beers too!
We talked a lot, told her about the unhappiness that was my marriage and that maybe that was the cause of my ethyl exaggerations, she talked about her family, colleagues and boyfriend (She didn't have it!), the college she was doing in the morning and the course, economics, which she liked very much at first, but now she couldn't wait to finish.
I even joked and asked for a scotch, which she wouldn't even ask me to share the beer with me.
I tried to speculate about her sex life and I didn't get much, I feared that she was seeing things and that that girl wanted to help me unselfishly even, after all I was almost twice her age, 37 years old, I was 1m76 and weighed, at the time, more than 80 kg., but when I was a drinker, the weight dropped to less than 75.
We were almost always out three times a week, on Mondays and Wednesdays my time was busy with more things, playing ballroom and taking tennis lessons, but on the other days it was almost certain that we were together having our beers and eating our snacks, people were already talking nonsense, but we didn't care, after all, it was just our beer anyway.
I had already improved a lot, drank slowly, unlike her, who drank a lot and could handle very well too... Until one day, already a little euphoric, we came a little closer and when we least realized we were in a scandalous kiss, those who after it was over even embarrassed to look at each other's faces!
That time I even took her a little closer to her residence, when I tried to kiss her again, she disguised and didn't leave, I didn't insist, and I went home.
The next day, she came to me, apologized and was incisive about the fact, said it would never happen again and even insisted that if my intention was to repeat what forgot her help, I quickly said it was an accident, it happened because we were a little high and I swore that I would never lose control again and that I wanted to continue with my “treatment”, after all I was feeling much better.
Unfortunately, that day was from tennis class and I couldn't leave for our little beer, but I left it marked that the next day wouldn't escape us, I swear I was pretty confused, after all, at those times, although at first I was up to other intentions, it wasn't what happened today and even though I liked it very much, I thought about the kiss as an accident.
We had to change the bar, because the girl was embarrassed by the kiss, coming to the other bar, much closer to her house, as soon as we started taking the first sips, we were docked, I don't remember who started it (I say it was her, she says it was me!), I know that we didn't come apart any more, we looked like a couple of teenage boyfriends (what she even had to see...), scandalous kisses in her mouth, silly hands over and over, intertwined by some censorship on her part and absolute deafness on my part (I swear I don't even remember what she said and complained!), I know it was all very tasty to me and even believe that for her too, I took her home, without forgetting everything that was darker corner to make out.
The next day, I was very anxious for her arrival - her time was from 2 to 6 pm - despite some embarrassment, we managed to communicate properly and asked her not to forget our beer, she gave me a wink and replied that she would not forget anything... It was the password for me to imagine something bolder...
On the way out I already proposed a direct trip to a small hotel nearby, she vehemently refused, if she said confused, that she even wanted to play with that situation at first, but that she wanted to stay alone in the usual brew.
And we went and started making out earlier, I proposed again to the hotel, she's in! I walked a little out of shape with this, centuries ago I didn’t go to a motel or hotel to fuck, but we took a taxi and went to a more or less elegant hotel nearby, when we entered the room she argued that more wanted to date than to fuck - “make love” as she said -, I found the joke and broke up with the scandalous kisses and silly hand, I was in better shape than I imagined, I thought I couldn’t keep up with the little girl’s pike, that at that time I was wearing a dress even short, stuck by the mouth we ended up lying in bed, then I started walking with my tongue on her body, my hand was already inside her panties, playing with her hair, I took advantage of trying to take off her skirt and, as every man, I didn’t know how to do, the girl laughed, she escaped with the caress, and said that she didn’t need to take off the job, but she didn’t have to take it back.
And he came towards me! I put her back on the bed, I put her back in the chest and I went down slowly towards her panties, I played with the navel, I smelled her pussy over her panties and I tried to take her out with my teeth, but as she did some work I went out with her hand and I came up with a nearly drawn pussy, with a very thin hair thread covering the vain, then I started playing with that wonder, I looked and I found the clit and I lashed with my tongue, the girl I finally got ready to delight me with that boot, I put the cock in the middle of the cake and I went down slowly, the girl was very tight, I had to push even more slowly than I imagined, but I went through the little finger, finally I got ready to go down in the back and put her legs in the back of the back of the head, I went in the middle of the brush, and I went back to the back to the top of the board, I looked a lot of the board, I went back to the top of the board, and I went back to the top of the head, I went back to the top of the top of the top of the head.
We went into the hot tub and we started talking and years of petting... And I would argue:
- What? There's no way in hell you're gonna get in that ass, is there?
- What? No way, not then.
- It's okay. But what's the big deal? I do it very slowly. Let me break that ass's head, will you?
- First of all, it's not bullshit, I've given it to a neighbor I used to be, but I was 14, and he was 13 and he had a skinny dick, and after I lost my virginity in front of him, I never did it again, and if at that time it bothered him a little bit, today it must hurt too much, besides what his dick is too big. - He said it.
I said:
- It's okay. No big deal, I've got an absolutely normal dick, I've had some ass around and no woman has complained...
And what I said was absolutely true, the funny thing is that I got to eat the ass of almost every woman I had, the big exception is my wife, who never gave it to me, not that I didn't try or insist, but she couldn't do it at all, so it was to settle for the situation, Pat's ass I couldn't either.
And since we were fondling each other, I was ready again, we went back to bed, and this time she who started sucking on me, she sucked really good, although she looked inexperienced, I turned slowly and started sucking on her too, I took advantage and even licked her ass and it made her scream again! I took advantage of your delivery and stuck my finger in the back hole, she didn't even have time to complain, suck hot and thread my ass.
Before I cumped, I asked her to stop, because I would end up laughing in her mouth and had other plans, she said that I would lick her ass, she topped it, and laid her ass on top of me, that bulging over me, I drooled over every band of her ass, when I got in the middle I put my tongue like in the hole, then I started putting my finger on it and she answered that only when she got in her head and asked me to continue, then I pushed the rest, the girl even helped her throwing her ass up, then she just started going in and out slowly, and I went in all the way and went out, then I put it all over and I went out again and I went out again and speed the rhythm to the few, I put it aside and now I was willing to take advantage of it and I had already reached out and I took up my dick and I didn't come out of that position, and I didn't come out of that I didn't come out of that way,
And then she confessed to me that she'd never sucked a dick and she hadn't even been sucked, and all I know is that we extended our stay at the hotel and stayed until dawn.
And that became an addiction, so much so that I got to eat her ass inside the company after hours and it was always in her ass when she wanted it to be quick.
Today I'm much more committed to alcohol even though I don't even have Pat at my disposal anymore, I'm more loose with it and since my wife doesn't fuck with me anymore, I have almost her permission to slip away from time to time and I've given her some luck, now I'm walking around with a depraved blonde who is my current salvation.
Someday I'll tell you some of our fucks...
Some time later, a girl who was interning with us came near me and secreted:
- Everybody was talking bad about you, but it seems you've done something that's much better, you don't look so tired and you don't look so tired. Do you know you're even prettier after that?
I got scared of the "beautiful," but I disguised it and as if it were the most normal thing in the world and said:
- It's okay. I've been drinking too much, I'm leaving whiskey and cachaça there and drinking only beers, but it's hard to resist.
She then said:
- What? Try to resist, yes, the result pays off.
- Of course I'm trying, but this is hard, the ideal would be if I had someone like you to take care of me. - I did.
- It's okay. I could help you if you don't mind, of course! You argued with her.
I, even scared, because that was just a little joke, I said:
- Of course I do. I think you have everything to save my life. - And laugh...
I'll try to sum up what that was all you wanted to save me: Patricia was 19 years old, about 1m70, some 55 kilos, light brunette, her face was neither pretty nor ugly, her eyes were as big and beautiful as an eagle's, long black hair, tiny tits and a cute little ass on a wide hip, at least that was what it looked like, despite the girl always walking around in skirts, dresses and trousers always wide.
Six o'clock, time to leave, and then he came to Pat with me, and we went to a bar so she could take care of me, and of course, have a few beers too!
We talked a lot, told her about the unhappiness that was my marriage and that maybe that was the cause of my ethyl exaggerations, she talked about her family, colleagues and boyfriend (She didn't have it!), the college she was doing in the morning and the course, economics, which she liked very much at first, but now she couldn't wait to finish.
I even joked and asked for a scotch, which she wouldn't even ask me to share the beer with me.
I tried to speculate about her sex life and I didn't get much, I feared that she was seeing things and that that girl wanted to help me unselfishly even, after all I was almost twice her age, 37 years old, I was 1m76 and weighed, at the time, more than 80 kg., but when I was a drinker, the weight dropped to less than 75.
We were almost always out three times a week, on Mondays and Wednesdays my time was busy with more things, playing ballroom and taking tennis lessons, but on the other days it was almost certain that we were together having our beers and eating our snacks, people were already talking nonsense, but we didn't care, after all, it was just our beer anyway.
I had already improved a lot, drank slowly, unlike her, who drank a lot and could handle very well too... Until one day, already a little euphoric, we came a little closer and when we least realized we were in a scandalous kiss, those who after it was over even embarrassed to look at each other's faces!
That time I even took her a little closer to her residence, when I tried to kiss her again, she disguised and didn't leave, I didn't insist, and I went home.
The next day, she came to me, apologized and was incisive about the fact, said it would never happen again and even insisted that if my intention was to repeat what forgot her help, I quickly said it was an accident, it happened because we were a little high and I swore that I would never lose control again and that I wanted to continue with my “treatment”, after all I was feeling much better.
Unfortunately, that day was from tennis class and I couldn't leave for our little beer, but I left it marked that the next day wouldn't escape us, I swear I was pretty confused, after all, at those times, although at first I was up to other intentions, it wasn't what happened today and even though I liked it very much, I thought about the kiss as an accident.
We had to change the bar, because the girl was embarrassed by the kiss, coming to the other bar, much closer to her house, as soon as we started taking the first sips, we were docked, I don't remember who started it (I say it was her, she says it was me!), I know that we didn't come apart any more, we looked like a couple of teenage boyfriends (what she even had to see...), scandalous kisses in her mouth, silly hands over and over, intertwined by some censorship on her part and absolute deafness on my part (I swear I don't even remember what she said and complained!), I know it was all very tasty to me and even believe that for her too, I took her home, without forgetting everything that was darker corner to make out.
The next day, I was very anxious for her arrival - her time was from 2 to 6 pm - despite some embarrassment, we managed to communicate properly and asked her not to forget our beer, she gave me a wink and replied that she would not forget anything... It was the password for me to imagine something bolder...
On the way out I already proposed a direct trip to a small hotel nearby, she vehemently refused, if she said confused, that she even wanted to play with that situation at first, but that she wanted to stay alone in the usual brew.
And we went and started making out earlier, I proposed again to the hotel, she's in! I walked a little out of shape with this, centuries ago I didn’t go to a motel or hotel to fuck, but we took a taxi and went to a more or less elegant hotel nearby, when we entered the room she argued that more wanted to date than to fuck - “make love” as she said -, I found the joke and broke up with the scandalous kisses and silly hand, I was in better shape than I imagined, I thought I couldn’t keep up with the little girl’s pike, that at that time I was wearing a dress even short, stuck by the mouth we ended up lying in bed, then I started walking with my tongue on her body, my hand was already inside her panties, playing with her hair, I took advantage of trying to take off her skirt and, as every man, I didn’t know how to do, the girl laughed, she escaped with the caress, and said that she didn’t need to take off the job, but she didn’t have to take it back.
And he came towards me! I put her back on the bed, I put her back in the chest and I went down slowly towards her panties, I played with the navel, I smelled her pussy over her panties and I tried to take her out with my teeth, but as she did some work I went out with her hand and I came up with a nearly drawn pussy, with a very thin hair thread covering the vain, then I started playing with that wonder, I looked and I found the clit and I lashed with my tongue, the girl I finally got ready to delight me with that boot, I put the cock in the middle of the cake and I went down slowly, the girl was very tight, I had to push even more slowly than I imagined, but I went through the little finger, finally I got ready to go down in the back and put her legs in the back of the back of the head, I went in the middle of the brush, and I went back to the back to the top of the board, I looked a lot of the board, I went back to the top of the board, and I went back to the top of the head, I went back to the top of the top of the top of the head.
We went into the hot tub and we started talking and years of petting... And I would argue:
- What? There's no way in hell you're gonna get in that ass, is there?
- What? No way, not then.
- It's okay. But what's the big deal? I do it very slowly. Let me break that ass's head, will you?
- First of all, it's not bullshit, I've given it to a neighbor I used to be, but I was 14, and he was 13 and he had a skinny dick, and after I lost my virginity in front of him, I never did it again, and if at that time it bothered him a little bit, today it must hurt too much, besides what his dick is too big. - He said it.
I said:
- It's okay. No big deal, I've got an absolutely normal dick, I've had some ass around and no woman has complained...
And what I said was absolutely true, the funny thing is that I got to eat the ass of almost every woman I had, the big exception is my wife, who never gave it to me, not that I didn't try or insist, but she couldn't do it at all, so it was to settle for the situation, Pat's ass I couldn't either.
And since we were fondling each other, I was ready again, we went back to bed, and this time she who started sucking on me, she sucked really good, although she looked inexperienced, I turned slowly and started sucking on her too, I took advantage and even licked her ass and it made her scream again! I took advantage of your delivery and stuck my finger in the back hole, she didn't even have time to complain, suck hot and thread my ass.
Before I cumped, I asked her to stop, because I would end up laughing in her mouth and had other plans, she said that I would lick her ass, she topped it, and laid her ass on top of me, that bulging over me, I drooled over every band of her ass, when I got in the middle I put my tongue like in the hole, then I started putting my finger on it and she answered that only when she got in her head and asked me to continue, then I pushed the rest, the girl even helped her throwing her ass up, then she just started going in and out slowly, and I went in all the way and went out, then I put it all over and I went out again and I went out again and speed the rhythm to the few, I put it aside and now I was willing to take advantage of it and I had already reached out and I took up my dick and I didn't come out of that position, and I didn't come out of that I didn't come out of that way,
And then she confessed to me that she'd never sucked a dick and she hadn't even been sucked, and all I know is that we extended our stay at the hotel and stayed until dawn.
And that became an addiction, so much so that I got to eat her ass inside the company after hours and it was always in her ass when she wanted it to be quick.
Today I'm much more committed to alcohol even though I don't even have Pat at my disposal anymore, I'm more loose with it and since my wife doesn't fuck with me anymore, I have almost her permission to slip away from time to time and I've given her some luck, now I'm walking around with a depraved blonde who is my current salvation.
Someday I'll tell you some of our fucks...
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