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<unk>How lovely she is!<unk> I thought as I reviewed Veronica, a friend of my daughter very close to our family; she always frequented our house and, after some time, she distanced herself because of some mishaps of life, returning to our coexistence only very recently. And this girl-woman was a desire of infinite insinuation: blonde, body of generous forms and an angelic face; moreover, her forms, especially the bust, were something divine, whose simplicity contrasted, and much, with the sensuality that exuded from the flower of the skin. I always saw her as "one of my daughter's best friends"; however, I must confess that in this reunion, my eyes began to see her in a different way, an intriguing and exciting way at the same time. However, it must be clarified that, at first, this was hidden in my masculine desires, prevented from revealing itself and bringing undesirable consequences. With her return, Veronica began to frequent our house more frequently than before, spending whole weekends with us, sleeping in my daughter's room and sharing common meals and amusements. I must make a reservation here, clarifying that Veronica's mother, Alberta, also attended my mental lucubrations, since, in the same way as her daughter, but older and more experienced, she also caused me a torturous excitement and, in a very general way, she and I ended up getting involved as well. Everything followed a normal and absolutely naive course between Veronica and me, we talked a lot, laughed a lot and had fun whenever possible. It never crossed my mind that this girl could get involved with me <unk> man over fifty, married and father of her best friend <unk> and I didn't see any sign in that direction. But things happened that we never imagined would become reality, and Veronica and I moved to a higher level in our childish and without malice relationship. And it all happened with a simple fact and without any ulterior motives. One Sunday morning, as usual, I got up early to do my usual jog and, after a small snack, I went down to the garage of our house where the clothes and other equipment I usually use in the practice of this sport that I love so much. To my surprise, when I walked into the garage, I saw Veronica lying on the huge couch that sits in the little television room that we had improvised on site a few years ago; as soon as I saw her, I felt a shiver running down my spine, at the same time as my rolling immediately hardened. Veronica lay languidly, wearing only a pair of dental floss-type underpants. She was belly-up, and her wonderful breasts stood out with her tiny nipples crowned by deliciously provocative, pink haloes. At the first moment, my inner conduct demanded that I turn around and leave the place before she awoke and find myself there, staring at her gluttonously and with a hard stick. And it is quite true that I intended to do so, were it not for the fact that the head below spoke louder than the one above, imposing that I should remain to enjoy that tempting and unprecedented sight. So I remained where I was, enjoying that divine landscape. While I was lying there stunned, Veronica stirred a few times until, at one point, she stood aside, showing off her well-turned buttocks. That sight made my cock throb and I felt an uncontrollable urge to masturbate right there. Without any notion of danger, I lowered my pants, grabbed the hard roller with one hand and began violently masturbating. My breath became shorter and deeper and I was barely able to stifle the groans that were about to explode in my mouth. My body trembled, flogged by shivers that ran down the entire surface of my skin, while my hand went about its work of relieving my thirst; for fear of being caught by anyone, and especially by Veronica, I ran to the bathroom that was next to the hallway leading from the garage to the barbecue and without bothering to close the door, leaned my other hand against the wall, intensifying my delicious handshake. At the very moment when I felt the orgasm explode inside me, the roller pulsed and I ejaculated furiously; and it was only at that moment that I realized that I was being watched ..., Veronica had woken up and was in the corner of the bathroom door spying on my solitary pleasure; our eyes crossed and I saw in her a disturbing excitement. However, in the state in which I found myself the only thing to do was to enjoy the stealthy orgasm. I closed my eyes, and for a moment, I imagined her picking up my roller. When I opened my eyes again, she had disappeared without a trace. I cleaned myself up as best I could, put on my suit and my sneakers, and went for a run ... a run and forgot about the missed opportunity. I returned around lunchtime; tired and sweaty, I went into the box and took a refreshing shower. I dried myself and put on the appropriate clothes for a Sunday with the family: racing shorts and T-shirt. For a moment I hesitated to go up to the kitchen, fearing that Veronica had made some comment to my daughter or, even worse, to my wife; I took a deep breath and looked for my destiny. My wife smiled at me and said that lunch was almost ready; I nodded and said that I just needed to shave and went to our room. I came across Veronica and my daughter in the living room, watching television; as soon as I looked at them I felt a chill in my belly and a shiver ran through my spine. "Did she tell my daughter about the blatant morning?" was the only thought that haunted my mind. But Veronica's warm and cheerful look immediately calmed my soul ... she seemed to say that everything was fine and that I didn't need to worry. We had lunch and then we watched some movies on Netflix, letting the afternoon run loose and warm. When the night came, we had a quick snack and my wife said that she needed to go to bed, because the next day she would have to wake up very early. I stayed in the room for a while longer, entertaining myself with some videos on YouTube and some posts on Facebook. I felt the tired knock on my door and told the girls that I had to go to bed too. I said good night and went up the stairs to my room. It was very early in the morning when I woke up feeling very thirsty (damn salty pickle!). I went down the stairs to the kitchen, and only when I was there did I realize that I was wearing only my nightgown. It is true that it looks more like a long sweater, but I still thought that it was not advisable, since there was a non-family member. Anyway, I opened a bottle of sparkling mineral water and sipped on just two sips . . . , that's when I felt a soft hand touching my roll under my shirt. Don't worry, Uncle. Veronica said she was there, next to me, wearing only her dental floss. This morning's sale is our little secret, okay? I felt his gentle touch squeeze my cock, which immediately became stiff; I swallowed dry thinking of all the consequences that this situation could trigger ..., but, nevertheless, I let her continue in her caress, just nodding her head, agreeing with her <unk>proposal<unk>. Veronica stood there for a while, playing with the scroll and rubbing her breasts on me, trying somehow to take me out of the seriousness. I controlled myself to the utmost and when I could no longer resist, she dropped the scroll, smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the face, running towards the stairs. I stood where I was, stunned, shocked and excited, all at the same time, wondering what situation I had got myself into and whether it was just the gesture of a sane girl, or whether, on the other hand, there would be consequences ..., I hardly knew that the consequences were about to happen. I got up early the next morning and went to work, as I had a full day ahead of me. I arrived at my work earlier than usual and began the daily tasks that had been pending since the previous week. But as much as I concentrated on the tasks and commitments, the image of Veronica playing with my scroll in her hand caused me a torturous excitement, while at the same time it left me very puzzled: what was the intention of that girl with me? This haunted me all day ... until after lunch. I was on my way back from the restaurant where I usually eat my meals when I bumped into Alberta, Veronica's mother; Alberta was a lawyer, and we would run into each other from time to time as she ran the forums, researching lawsuits and doing hearings, and she smiled at me and hugged me and kissed me on the face, and we talked for a while, exchanging memories of previous encounters and laughing at some of the situations we'd gotten ourselves into because of our daughters' very close relationship. We said goodbye without hurry and went our separate ways; at no time did it cross my mind that this meeting had not been absolutely accidental, or that Veronica's little fingers had not been there. So much so that in the course of the afternoon I had already forgotten about the meeting with Alberta, returning to concentrate on the volume of work that weighed on my desk. That's why I was taken aback by Alberta's appearance in the inner corridor of my office. I was taking some papers to be signed when I saw her sitting on one of the benches in the waiting room, reading something in her notes. I greeted her effusively and asked if she needed any help. Alberta looked at me and motioned for me to approach her. I almost stuck my ear to her lips to understand what she was saying. - I need some information about a process <unk> she whispered <unk> could you help me, my dear? I didn't believe it myself when I put my faith in that sentence, thinking that that's exactly what she wanted. I answered that yes, but that we had to wait a little because the file was still running. She agreed, saying that she would stay right there, waiting for me. I shook my head and went on my way. It was after half past seven, when I realized that Alberta must still be in the room, waiting for me. As soon as I sat down next to her, she confided to me that it was something confidential and asked if we could talk in private. I thought for a few moments and remembered that the room of one of the assistants was empty since the boy was in probationary period. Immediately, I invited Alberta to go there. We went in. I shut the door and invited her to sit down while she got us some coffee. I came back with two cups and put them on the table. As I figured the matter required some attention, I sat down in the chair next to her and after we sipped a few sips of coffee, I asked her what it was about. Alberta put her hand on my thigh and came closer until I could smell her sweet, intoxicating scent. "Did you know that I've been without a man for a long time?" she said, squeezing my thigh as her lips came dangerously close to mine. "Too long for a sane and fiery woman like me, don't you think?" I always found Alberta an exciting and desirable woman, just as I knew that, although married, she and her husband lived together only for a financial matter, even living in their own residences. Alberta was a brunette with long hair, a body of generous but not exaggerated forms; she had a soft face with bright black eyes and thin lips that drew a beautiful and inviting smile. That day she was wearing a short skirt and coat, high heels and a soft makeup that only further enhanced her mature beauty. - And my daughter told me that you have something that I need very much <unk> she continued without waiting for any manifestation on my part <unk> something that will satiate this my thirst ... I was terrified by that sentence; Veronica must have told her about my untimely hand job the morning before, and from the way Alberta's eyes twinkled, she wanted very much to check what her daughter had seen and also checked. Alberta wasted no time in sliding her hand up to my groin and squeezing the volume that was already denouncing my state of excitement. Luck was on the line and I had two choices: go for it, or back off in the face of the danger of the unusual situation of having sex in my workplace. My mind was racing, and I checked on the fact that by the time everyone had left and that is the occasion that makes the thief! Without worrying about anything else, I grabbed Alberta by the hair and pulled her towards me, until her lips touched mine and we could kiss passionately; I must confess that I love kissing and that lately it has been very difficult ..., very difficult! I sucked that mouth and that tongue like a nomad who has long suffered from an immeasurable thirst. I stroked Alberta's silky hair while I felt her warm hand squeezing my pulsating roller inside my pants. I returned the caress, shoving one of my hands under my skirt looking for the cave of insatiable desire, and it didn't take long not only to find it but also to feel how wet I was with the heat of that delicious female. After almost running out of air, I decided that I had to go on a merciless attack; I got Alberta to stand up and we clutched like two animals in heat; but that didn't last long, because I wanted to see her naked and at my disposal. In clumsy ways, I took off her jacket and pulled the handles of the white blouse she was wearing, revealing the beautiful half-cup bra that barely covered her full breasts. I felt the volume and was impressed by the firmness of the bust of that mature woman; I pulled down my bra, leaving those beauties on display for my delight; I held one in each hand and began to suck her large, stubby nipple and lick the pink halo that was also frightened by the touch of my tongue. Alberta whimpered softly as she stroked my hair and stroked my cock with her hand, almost silently crying out to have it in her power. I deftly unbuckled my belt and lowered the zipper of my skirt, causing it to sink to the floor. I pushed Alberta away just to enjoy her deliciously exuberant body. -Come, you macho rascal <unk> she whispered in my ear, almost begging <unk> come fuck me nice that I am very much needed! We were only able to get away from each other for the few moments it took to get naked... "What madness!" I thought when I saw her and myself naked in my workplace; an alert flashed in my mind and I ran to the door, locking the doorknob and making sure the madness could continue. I returned to Alberta with a languid, almost begging look on my face. I made her sit down on the table and demanded that she spread her legs; Alberta obeyed without uttering a word; she just looked at me full of excitement. I sat down in the chair and dipped my face between her legs, until my tongue tasted the bitterness of my partner's wet cheek. I sucked and licked Alberta's mouthpiece, delighting in the taste and in the moans of my partner, who soon began to groan softly, whispering that it was very good and begging me not to stop. My partner was really in need, because in a few minutes she held back the moans, saying that she was enjoying ..., in fact, she did not need, because I could feel the liquid flowing from her mouthpiece to my lips and to the tabletop. Come fuck me with that wonderful roll... fuck me, you hot bastard! I immediately stood up and pulled Alberta towards me, leaving her practically lying on the table with her legs open and cheek open. Maliciously, I rubbed the swollen glans at the entrance of Alberta's flooded vagina, inciting her and leaving her on the verge of madness. Alberta shook her head and squeezed my arms, pulling me towards her ..., I know what she wanted ... However, I wanted to enjoy that moment of dominance of the hard roll over a woman full of horny, and so I continued to rub the roll on the cheek, while squeezing my partner's firm breasts, doing everything to leave her on the verge of total madness, a hint of horny that she had never experienced, until finally I pushed the head of the roll into her vagina. Alberta was very lubricated, but even so, I felt a certain resistance in the penetration, including because of the disjointed groans of my partner writhing under me, feeling the penetration long desired. I went on, inserting the roller, inch by inch, and savoring the way Alberta writhed, groaned and tried to hold back the urge to scream so horny. I let the scroll fully penetrate, until I felt my pubic hair brush against Alberta's smooth belly, making sure that her mouthpiece had swallowed my cock whole, and then I began to stuff her, first with long, slow movements, even going so far as to threaten to pull the scroll out of her, making Alberta groan and complain with brief sighs and shuddering breaths. After some time, I began to stock up with more violence, printing speed to the back and forth movements, while holding her legs, one on each side, erect and stretched. Alberta mocked ..., mocked several times, one after the other, stirring and bouncing, while asking for more. I continued, without hesitation, furiously penetrating my partner and enjoying that fuck as a unique and unprecedented delicacy. We'd been fucking for so long that I'd lost track, not knowing what time it was, much less whether we'd be caught by the security guards on their nightly rounds, but unfortunately, I had a feeling that the end was very close. "Fuck you, cat!" I said in a hoarse, almost breathless voice. "I can't take it anymore. -Come mock, my macho! <unk> she said almost begging <unk> but, come mock in my mouth, that I want to feel this fucking hot ... I took the roll out, at the same time that Alberta practically slid to the floor, getting down on her knees in front of me. And it was she who took it upon herself to finish the "service" by applying a vigorous punch to my roll. In a few minutes, I felt my whole body shiver and a huge shiver ran through my spine, announcing that the orgasm was coming. I could hardly control the ejaculation that vibrated with such intensity that it frightened me; the jets of sperm, projected in the direction of Alberta's face, licking even her hair. Alberta wasted no time and opened the roll, sucking the semen and swallowing without any ceremony. Then we had finished our insane adventure and we were lying on the uncomfortable office chairs. And it was at that moment that I realized where I was and how I was: at my work, outside of my hours, naked with a woman I had just fucked. Alberta, with a surprising dexterity, cleaned herself as much as possible and dressed herself in a waste of time. Although I tried to keep up with her, but even with the mind commanding the body, it took a long time to obey. About half an hour later, we were in the building's garage, and I had Alberta get in my car, and I went down the ramp, greeting the security guard at the gate leading to the street, and signing the exit control book after hours, and I noticed the curious and also malicious look of the security guard as I filled out the book, watching my companion, but without making any comment. I asked where Alberta had left her car and she pointed to a nearby parking lot. When I parked in front of it, she jumped on top of me and gave me a passionate kiss. Then she smiled angrily as she stroked my chest over my shirt. "Look, it's good that Vero told me you're worth it!" she remarked, maliciously. 'What do you mean?' I exclaimed, demanding an explanation for that statement. -Why, my dear! <unk> she went on even more naughty <unk> she told me of her lonely experience in her home ..., and told me that you needed someone like me.