The architect

The architect Well, my dear readers today I'm going to share with you a very delicious and crazy story where everything gets even more delightful because the story will be told from both points of view - mine and that of this lovely architect I met. I needed to renovate my home, because despite the comfort it was an old house, a family heirloom. well i did some searching on internet and found some contacts, verified that one of them is whatsapp number and thought more practical to get in touch but didn't notice DDD wasn't from São Paulo where I live I sent a message and after some time she answered me, reported my need but soon asked where was it, that's when everything began, she wasn't from São Paulo, lived in Belo Horizonte, mining capital. A few days passed and when I had some free time, I started to fiddle with my mobile phone and noticed that the architect has changed his photo. She is exotic, colorful hair, generous smile, big mouth, magnificent, dark eyes and fairly white skin. At that moment she aroused a great interest in me and decided to flirt with her, we talked for a while but didn't get too thirsty so as not to scare you. The days passed and I began to follow the stories of the architect daily, eagerly waiting for her gymnastics workouts that she did in her living room. Her fitness clothes showed every detail of her body: not tall, about 1.55, medium-to large breasts, legs with thick thighs, ass without being exaggerated but nothing small, defined belly all whitish and best of all, gym shorts very well define your bouquette until you drive me crazy for it. As the days went by, our WhatsApp conversations became more frequent and heated.... The Paulist. Today I want to tell you an unusual and hot story. Besides training every day and investing time in taking care of my body, I'm also an architect. And one day I received a WhatsApp notification from a man who is very polite and kind; I couldn't help but notice that he was also a cat with athletic and delicious bodies, but the focus was: we need to hire an architecture person. So I pulled myself together and kept on working until I found out that this guy wasn't even from my city which would make it really difficult for me professionally so we decided not to do business. But the story didn't stop there, a few days later he brought up an issue praising me for my training and dedication which I like very much. After a few conversations came the bucket of cold water, I found out she's married told me her relationship story at first it was giving up but seeing his stories doing gymnastics in their living room with those tight clothes drawing your body making sensual poses made me not care about finding. Despite the warm conversations and conditions she was reluctant to do so, and because of being married I actually felt more like it than realised. Time went by and for reasons of destiny and enormous desire for her, I ended up going to Belo Horizonte where she lived. At first it was a matter of work contracts but I confess that I forced myself and extended my stay on weekends. We talked and we decided to meet late Friday afternoon but nothing more than friends, that from her side, obvious massage I wanted to fuck with it. Part two Continuing with the story of Paulista, every day he praised my workouts, my tight clothes, my scores and it drove me crazy. I love to show off and realize that at least someone has noticed all my body-related effort. Conversation comes, conversation goes and he started to bring up some more personal and intimate subjects. He wanted to know what positions in sex I liked the most, if I would have the courage to betray my husband (yes, I am married), if I'd find a menage, and so conversations were getting hotter, I always tried to escape from attacks but it was becoming increasingly difficult. One day he sent me a message that he would be in town, I pushed myself for a moment and found out, but I chose a busy place so there wouldn't be an opportunity to do anything wrong since I was married. Friday arrived and with it my anxiety, I had already solved everything that I was going to do in BH but I needed the architect to be available. Shortly after lunch she told me that it would not be possible for her to see me tonight, I asked why and she said there is no excuse to give her husband. The hours passed slowly, I counted every minute and after a few hours that seemed like an eternity there we were face to face. She's much prettier in person, more beautiful than I imagined she wore a beige blouse on the inside of a long skirt all flowery really knows how to dress herself very pretty we greeted each other with a brief hug and kiss on her face feeling your smell made me delirious sweet soft perfume i wanted so badly to taste her kiss touch her body feel her warmth but i held myself back and let things happen if they were going to. The day we agreed arrived and as much as I wanted it, I tried not to stretch the schedule so much and asked for an afternoon meeting. It was easier that way and I didn't even have to lie to my husband. I was at work, so I sent a message asking us to meet in a coffee shop, he found me! When I got there, I had already been waiting for him, I stood up and greeted each other with a brief kiss on his face and I wondered what the fuck I was doing!!! He smelled so bad that I could hardly think of anything else, it was difficult to concentrate on anything else. But I tried to focus on ordinary, simple conversations so as not to do anything that would make me regret it. We were at the cafe, I tried to invest twice in a kiss, but she dodged, they kept talking, and then her phone rings, it was her husband. Her appearance changed instantly, seemed tense, after some time she hung up, asked if everything was okay and she told me that yes, just my husband who would have to make an emergency trip to work. We stayed there for some more time the conversation was very good although she wanted something else to talk about, after a while she looks at WhatsApp and sees her husband's message saying farewell, I thought it strange business trip on a weekend but she reported that he works with events. Well, for me it didn't matter or even made a difference and that was what helped me she said I had to go to the bathroom when she got up i stood right next to her looking into her eyes with my body almost glued on hers. She said and went on, talking about me getting the bill while I was going to the bathroom which is what I did and after a while she comes back saying we should get out of there before she gives up. We got off and took a taxi, we went to the hotel where I was staying. As soon as we entered her room... ...I kissed her, impressive how everything about her is so much better than you can imagine! Her smell, your body heat, all very in sync! But I could see her dark nipples, so I was quick to pull out and suck on those beautiful breasts. Tried swallowing them but they didn't fit in my mouth. Her vagina is so beautiful, I couldn't help myself and immediately began to suck it off her. She was deliriously sighing and howling and nailing my head against that tasty piece of meat. My desire was to get inside her. She gets up, she lies down with her legs open inviting me to come in. Without a doubt I kissed her mouth and felt her bottle boiling. Yes, I didn't use condoms. And so I did, and I went in hard, harder and stronger, squeezing her body, nibbling at her breasts, the moans were intense, the vibration increased every time my dick touched the bottom of her bottle, she felt me shake, announced that she was going to have a laugh. We were in the cafeteria chatting quietly, and I was trying to stay focused talking about common things but my mind wouldn't let me have a second of peace all i could see before me was those lips kissing me, those hands groping me and that body against mine. Twice he tried to kiss me, I didn't let him because after all we were in public and I avoided but made it clear that this was what I wanted. I got up to go to the bathroom and asked for payment so we could get somewhere better. So we left from there and he drove me back to his hotel room where he stayed. We took a taxi, I kept looking at him, I noticed how nervous he was maybe anxious... As soon as we arrived, we went on an elevator and climbed into my bedroom. He couldn't wait until we walked through the door of our bedroom and grabbed onto my body which gave me ALL these shivers. He looked hungry, and that made me even madder. I could tell his dick was wanting to come out of the panties, then he took off his shirt and led me towards the bed, I lay down on my elbows, lifted up my legs to make myself cozy there, and always looking at him in the eyes. He squeezed me very tight, in a really nice way and then he took off his underwear while also taking off my clothes I confess that I was still a little afraid but totally surrendered to the moment. Every piece he removed stood for a few seconds to observe, watch me it made me ecstatic as soon as he pulled down my bra hardly let me think and fell from mouth into my breasts this drove me crazy, my body trembled, it was so intense and delicious Soon he took off my skirt and panties, almost on impulse, and started kissing my bct in a very tasty way like who was there for that every touch his tongue gave to my clitoris I went crazy with erection twisted myself pulled her hair scratched me more and more. We got into the 69 position, because anyway I didn't want him to stop either, so I started sucking on it with all that hard-on I was getting his dick tasted delicious barely fit in my mouth but I can take it! So when we were both at peak heat literally sweating and burning from pleasure, He teased me a few times with his dick in the entrance of my bct, I looked and asked him to come inside right away, I wanted so much that it didn't matter if I was without condoms, and he obeyed, pushed hard, grabbed me and kissed very intensely, the fuck was delicious, I asked for more and he put more.