Secret wish

I've written here about some of my experiences as a married man, but never once have I spoken about my more recent relationships. There is something or rather someone special that happened to me that I would like to share with you. It actually has everything to do with this habit of writing down my experience on sites such as these and maybe if it weren't for that somebody so special wouldn't ever have had such strong feelings towards me. She saw an opportunity to fulfill a fantasy she might not ask the person living with her at the time. I confess that things like this, to which and when they happen people can only attribute an extreme coincidence always happens to me. For my part I tend to think and say that when we pay attention to the thing it also looks back at us a bit of metaphor for how things are interconnected but leaving philosophical ramblings aside everything happened two years ago i was out of town working on an event fair in Minas Gerais My job was to cover our booth photography, for dissemination on the Internet which is the focus of our business. I'm not really a professional photographer, my field is actually computer networking but I like photography and gladly accepted this task. On the first day of the event I had with me my camera that was still good Nikon analog film conventional taking pictures. At one point I was aiming the camera at a couple when she came into focus of her third person, in the first moment did not pay attention to this female figure who entered and started talking with the couple. It was one of the girls on the stand where that couple were, like me, doing their work. I began paying attention to gestures and figures of this person and soon it monopolized my attention. It was obvious that like all the girls who were there and doing what she did, they were also very beautiful of a type which already stands out in itself but there was something more about her; her smile was charming, pretty and captivating. Her hair was like sun rays and shone with an unusual intensity. Besides the beauty and sensuality that was spontaneous in it there was one thing I didn't know nor could explain, just felt. I was immediately attracted to this woman and whenever possible without forgetting the reason that had brought me there, namely my work recorded a moment of her life through my camera lens. In the end thought about going to greet it would not be difficult to get its attention given the circumstances but held back my impetus at the time and do not even know why did since found myself fascinated by this true goddess.
On the second day of the event I did what I had to do as quickly as possible wanted to like this woman a little more and without her realizing that she was getting closer. I continued following her activity by kindly and politely answering everyone who stopped at her booth. And believe me, she managed to capture people's attention not only from men but also women in dealing with a beautiful woman. There was a moment when the movement in her booth stopped and she remained friendly, which led me to believe that this was her way of doing it; she wasn't playing a character. At that point she noticed my presence, looked at me and made an observation with her co-worker who immediately also looked towards me, I held up the camera and recorded a picture of us both. I wanted her to know that I was there photographing one of them. The rest of the days I continued always from afar but now she will notice my presence. I tried to summon up the courage to talk with her, who was now even more accessible in my presence. Sometimes she would take possession of my glasses as a joke.
It was the penultimate day of the event, and with half an hour to go before the exhibition area closes I went out for a drink in a bar across the street. The bar was full, so I ordered my drinks from the waiter, took a book out of my bag and started reading. I was completely absorbed in my reading, when the waiter asked me for permission to interrupt my reading. I paid attention and he told me that two girls who were at the bar had requested permission to sit with me since my table was the only one of all other available seats. Without seeming anxious I allowed them to sit at the table with me. The two approached and she introduced herself, then said her name was Dayse and that of her friend Ana (fictitious names). She apologized for the inconvenience and disturbance but as I could only see my desk in all the bar there were empty seats. I accepted their apologies and told them both's presence did not constitute any discomfort. I asked what they had been drinking and ordered both from the waiter. It wasn't difficult to become friends with this fascinating woman; I could hardly pay attention to her friend Anna Dayse, who kept an eye on me. She told me what she was doing at the fair and that it's a pity tomorrow would be over as soon as I had managed to make friends with her. I don't know if Ana noticed, but then made up an excuse he said goodbye and left us alone. I confess I was very happy. But did not expect anything other than his pleasant company. That is when she asked whether I have been able to capture with my lenses what I wanted, I was surprised by the question and told him that actually wasn't looking for something special since the set was perfect, laughed and the conversation got looser. Soon I came to know about many details of her personal life among them that she was married, lived with a husband who was traveling on business. I did not spare praising his beauty and at no time was lying about what he said. Then we were already confidential, talked about my condition, neither married nor single and spoke about my past with Isabel. Now it comes as a coincidence, then I didn't know the site "Home of erotic tale" ? and checked to publish these same stories which published here in another website that has ended and had this same objective. It happens that Deyse said she had read a story and remembered that the people involved in the story have the same relationship condition as mine, I asked some more details and soon became sure it was my tale. She told me this way of relation made her at least curious and because you could even experiment but if dealing with your husband who is very facetious that would never happen. Told him the story was mine and to prove filled up some gaps in his attempt to remember the tale. But what corroborated the truth of my story was that I had told her Isabel's name before she talked about the website. She kept it a secret from me that she has many fantasies, but would not have the courage to ask any of them for realization by her husband. Deyse and I were becoming friends, and better yet a special kind of friendship with those where you don't ask anything else if everything is expected, I liked this. I offered to drop her at home, just had to stop by my hotel first but she said that there was a company taxi ready to take you and it would be suspicious if you left without taking the company cab as usual. In fact in your company this couple were very well known.
It was the last day of the event, I didn't have much to do on that final day and decided to stick around just appreciating Deyse's beauty. If I were a teenager I would say that I am in love with everything she represented for me. But the truth is that I have my own very particular way of liking women; each one inspires something different from me and overall they all represent something bigger than an object of passion. God made women as perfect creatures, a pity some go through life without realizing their true strength. It was almost closing time when Deyse came up to me and said that I should wait for her in the same bar as last night, I understood it like a normal thing between two people where an empathy had arisen and they needed to have one final conversation as a way of saying goodbye. There were no expectations or even expected that she would ask something so unusual from me. At the end of the afternoon I went to meet her as arranged. Half an hour later she arrived. This time she was alone. As we sat down she told me that she was going to ask me for something which she wouldn't ask anyone else nor her own husband. I would do this because of the kind of life she had sexually speaking, my liberality and that was sure it wouldn't be exposing itself to any ridicule with me. I assured her everything he said is true. She said all night before even while talking with me thought which one of his fantasies could help him realize and finally chose one. Immediately I got zonzo and almost did not believe what she was saying. Wanted to know which one she hesitated, but by force who already decided told you that she fantasized about getting paid for fucking a man. I thought it was interesting and said that I would be happy, in fact haircut well very glad to help her achieve this. She then said she wanted everything perfect as if it were real. Said two blocks away there is a square which at this time could be taken without anyone noticing because of the desolation of the place will come out and wait for me there on one of the sidewalks of the square in ten minutes and that the rest was with me. After she left I paid the bill and called a taxi from the hotel where he stayed, did not want to risk our discretion by taking a cab among those who were at the event all week. I took a taxi and soon was in the square marked by her, from afar I saw her and asked for the driver to approach her. As we approached she went to the window and asked me if I wanted something, I said yes and she told that it cost two hundred silver free. I wanted to know whether she had somewhere to go or could I take you to my hotel, she said this is with me. She got into the cab and headed towards my hotel. On the way she behaved like a professional, she really embodied the character and I would collaborate on that joke. He asked me if I wanted anything on the way, an "appetizer" in his words. I told him that it would be better for us to reach our destination first. In fact I already wanted this woman at that moment but that driver didn't make me feel comfortable. She said: 'you pay you command'.
Already in my room she asked if I was not forgetting anything and remembered that hadn't paid her as it is customary, the agreed. I took out my wallet and gave him 200 pieces of silver. Dayse was wearing a blue dress to suit every curve of his body, and valuing its height 1.74 which increased by at least five more because of the jumps on their sandals. Her well-groomed little white foot was like a sample of how perfect that woman was, for an instant I came to think it was a dream, standing there with this monument of women was something I had not imagined even in my best fantasies. I went from simple "Vouyer" who just wanted to observe her through the lens of my camera to a mere mortal before a real goddess. She made a sensual voice and asked me to help her with the dress as she turned back towards me. I couldn't help but appreciate that perfect, round bundle creeping underneath the dress. As she pulled up her blond hair to let me reach into her gown clasp, I looked closely at this beautiful neck adorned with a slight blonde plumage. Before approaching the mouth of her throat and breathing on it affectionately, her hairs stood erect and she sighed as my warm breath touched her white skin. Nothing, just a millimeter of tape that fit between her delicious ass. But there was more, as if beauty wasn't enough, in the exact spot where his back ended and his butt began there was a tribal tattoo which almost also ended up nearly getting into his buttocks. I immediately thought about what pleasure had been given to the artist who made this piece of art on that other work of nature. I'm a fetishist and tattooed body makes me swoon at the time and brings out my libido; I had not yet realized what was happening, of sexual moment that I was experiencing, so even my lust still did not manifest itself, perhaps because how much idolized this woman, and it transcended any flesh desire. If love exists is that, the moment of deep desire to dedicate to women all pleasure in the world. That's when I noticed my excitement could hardly contain the desire that inspired me by this woman. Underneath she was dressed to kill, I wished not to undress her anymore because of the black lingerie that she wore but had to take off the top part in order to appreciate their breasts already from hard beaks as if asking for affection, I would deny a caress were them, kissed each one and then sucked them like ripe fruit ready to be enjoyed, its perfume intoxicated me how it smelled this body, how good it was, how tasty. Her warm skin of desire reacted to every touch from my hands, I touched her chin over and in front of the little panties she was wearing and then put my hand inside, it was moist with longing. Her scent was good and did not disguise her other smell, the real one, that of a female who longs to be loved. I went through every little place in this rose with my tongue, sucked and licked each piece from its bushel, she moaned and said things unrelated and meaningless, stuck one of my fingers into her bucket and could feel the intensity of her pleasure, it trembled in spasms at every space advanced by my finger and drained him as if he wanted more of it inside himself. I didn't want to stop, I throbbed with desire and anticipated the moment when she would do the same thing with my dick inside her. It was like this until I lost track of time, enjoying that body as if it were the last in the world. Then she burst into laughter, started slowly and small then exploded, while pulling my head with hands more and more into its mouthpiece I stuck his tongue deeper and deeper till he felt himself dissolve and lose consciousness. His mockery was wet and licked my face. I changed my position, looking for her body to embrace it and stood there feeling the almost feverish heat emanating from that body. Her breathing seemed numbed at first deep was gradually becoming calmer and serene like a lake on a windless night. Her breasts went up and down in rhythm of her respiration her smell soothed me, wished time would stop. Finally she regained consciousness and realized that I was hard with desire for her to touch me. She came out of my hug and said into my ear; "Now you stay still and don't move". Obedient Lying on her back, she began to caress my dick with one hand and squeezed the other from my bag until I was in pain. My pleasure grew at every movement of her hand as it slowly climbed up and down onto that of my stick. Finally he kissed his head, passed his tongue over then put it into his warm soft mouth; almost didn't hold out when I felt six lips around my dicks. She gradually placed them deeper and deeper inside her mouth till she could feel the bottom of her throat. Then he took a condom from his bag, opened it and put it on his head, then with his mouth made him slide the stick to its base. Once again whispered "do not move". He went up wide-open legs and began passing the stick in the entrance of the bucket. I saw her little flower dripping with pleasure, now even more pink and cherry? Even redder and swollen than before. She was putting my staff at the entrances, let go and started sitting on it. Soon I was all in her and felt the inside of his pussy squeezing my dick, time after time she stopped and stayed for a moment just clutching the vagina. Accelerated movements, had to make an enormous effort to hold me, but I had to leave everything until when it is already satisfied, now enjoyed the pleasure of giving that woman pleasures. Once again exploded with joy, now more intense and even wetter, there were no longer any limits on this woman, could not stop our enjoyment anymore. She threw her body over mine, trembling and having spasms of pleasure. Soon she was again fainting. And I waited for my time. I closed my eyes and thanked the gods for such a sublime moment. Still with my eyes shut I felt when she changed position on the bed, upon opening them I saw four by my side. He said to me: "Now eat!" Her tattoo at the base of his back was like one more invitation. Yet he completed it! Now you are in charge!? She finally gave herself up whole-heartedly. I slid my stick into that mouthpiece and could feel how much she wanted to be eaten that way. Now she really let go of her suit and enjoyed everything, I'd come in and out from inside now slowly but forcefully. She trembled and asked for more depths, begged to be eaten, wanted to get fucked and loved being a woman. My God that was too much his ass beat against me as if it wasn't enough yet. I don't know how I could hold on so long until she seemed to mock, I accelerated my rhythm and tried to finish together and within her. Then we were both having fun, it was mind-blowing like a roller coaster ride, I didn't want this ever to end. We finished and we hugged, I took a nap and she woke me up with a kiss on the forehead opened my eyes and wanted to kiss that fleshy mouth tried but she said "don't you know about the rule whores don't kiss their customers on the lips?" She still embodied her fantasy. Said she had to go away and didn't need me accompanying her went into the bathroom showered walked around naked in the room changed makeup brushed hair i watched it all and did not miss one second of this moment of deep intimacy When it was over I walked her to the door, and there she took back my money handed me back saying "what you gave me is priceless, no more fantasy"