A Customized Gift for My Wife - 3

We kissed and hugged and caressed each other a lot. We put on our clothes and looked around to see if there was anyone around, but it didn't seem to be. We started coming home, hugging, talking and laughing wondering if anyone had seen us having sex on the beach, my wife said she wasn't worried about it, that it had been one of her best love affairs, that until then she had never had sex on the edge of the beach and that it had been wonderful, very good! We were tired, but very satisfied, and after a while we arrived in front of the little bar where we had passed before and it was already half empty, just a couple at a table inside the bar and a waiter cleaning the tables outside. We, who by this time were thirsty and hungry, having spent all our energy on our super-climb to the seashore, decided to sit at a table outside. Sophia was cheerful and smiling, said she wanted a beer to celebrate the great night we were having. Soon a waiter came to our table to take our order, we ordered beer as Sophia wanted, the boy returned with the order, and as soon as he left, Sophia made a comment. - The service here is top-notch. I didn't understand, she smiled, kissed me and made a toast to our delightful evening. I toasted with her and then, paying attention to the young man who served us, I understood her comment. He was a tall, strong black man in a Bermuda suit and a white patchwork regatta, with those silver chains around his neck, pagoda style. I smiled and said that I now understood why Sophia found the service so good! My wife immediately blushed, smiled, and apologized, telling me that she had talked too much. I said no, that she should be at ease to admire and whatever else would give her pleasure, and if she wanted, that she should try to seduce him! She kissed me and said that I was a shameless bastard, but that she loved me very much for it. We were laughing and drinking our beer all the way, and Sophia got up and said she was going to the bathroom. I was admiring my wife, and I realized that our bombastic waiter was also admiring my delightful wife as she paraded through that environment. When he returned to the table, I asked Sophia if she would like another beer, and she smiled at me and said yes, but that she was already somewhat happy with the two tulips and that she did not take responsibility for her actions one after the other. I told her that this was exactly my intention, and I invited the boy to our table. He came smiling with his little notebook in his hands. - No, sir, what can I do for you? I ordered two more tulips and asked my wife if she would like something to eat. - I want to, I'm hungry, what do you suggest? He asked the waiter directly. The boy picked up the menu and began recommending some dishes, we noticed that he had a certain accent, my wife smiled and admired that beautiful black man, while he, very polite, read the menu and gave his suggestions. Sophia interrupted the boy and asked: Excuse my curiosity, but you're not from here, are you, young man? The man smiled and apologized to us, that he was trying to improve his Portuguese, said that he was from Angola and his name was Lucas, but everyone called him Lucas, that he had come to Brazil a year ago as a sailor, and was so amazed by our country that he decided to stay. I understand, our country is full of beauties, but tell me if you can, which one delighted you most, Lucas, to the point of leaving your country? He smiled and said that in his country there was a lot of poverty, that in Brazil it was much easier to find a job and that here everything was beautiful, the beaches, the people, and especially the women, and that he thought they were beautiful. Sophia smiled and thanked the boy for his compliment. - So, what do you think I should eat, Lucas, or I can call you Lucas, but it has to be something really tasty, okay? The boy said that he could call him Lucas, that he preferred it that way, commented that the house was specialized in portions, that one of the best was the shrimp and calabrese with lemon sauce, said it was a delight! - Let me see, I like shrimp, but today I want something stronger, because I'm hungry, I think I'll try your calabresa Lucas, is it really good? - I'm sure you'll love it, it's very tasty and the portion is huge, with some accompaniments, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. By this time I'd figured out my wife's little game with the boy, so I'd pretend to be inattentive, flipping through the menu to let the two of them continue their chat. - So, Lucas, I want to see if your calabresa is really tasty, if it'll satisfy my hunger, because I can't wait to taste it. - Like I said ma'am, I'm sure you'll like it. - You can call me Sophia, it's a pleasure. Sophia formally introduced me to the boy, and this is my husband, Fernando. - It's a pleasure to meet such a lovely couple, sir. Would you like anything else? - No, it's fine for now, thank you. Lucas went back into the bar and I looked at Sophia. She was glowing, looking a little euphoric. - So, honey, it sounds like you were really excited to meet this Angolan kid, huh? - To tell you the truth, I did, I found him a cat, and I think he understood my double-meaning words, about tasting your calabrese, what do you think love is? I smiled and told her that if he didn't get it, it would be because he was retarded, or gay, and we both started laughing and kissing, and Sophia whispered in my ear. Are you sure I can do this? - Of course Sophia, I'm loving seeing you like this, vibrating with this little toy, crazy to feel the sensation of being your horn, I just hope that, like you said, the boy's calabresa satisfies you. And we had a laugh! We laughed a lot and kissed warmly, and soon our newest friend came to us with the tulips and the portion of calabrese. - Here you go, lady, I mean Sophia, I hope you like it. Thank you, Lucas. I'm sure your calabresa is delicious. I can't wait to fill my mouth with it. At this moment I could see that the boy had taken my wife's insinuations, and I, who was this time tinkering with my mobile phone, pretending that I was not paying any attention to the conversation between the two of them, I saw that he was now smiling and eating my wife with his eyes, I could even perceive a certain volume in the guy's bermuda, with all that conversation loaded with ulterior motives. Trying to keep a low profile, the boy turned to me and asked. - Would you like anything else? I think another beer would be nice, Lucas. It's hot in here, isn't it? - Yes sir, it's really hot today, I can't wait for the bar to close, because I also want to have a cold beer. - I'd also like another beer, I'm all wet with sweat! What time do you finish your work Lucas? - Actually, Sophia, I'm done, I'm just catering to you guys, but my shift is over. - So why don't you sit with us and have that cold beer that you told us you were in the mood for, me and my husband would love your company, wouldn't we love it? - Yes, of course, sit with us, please! He kindly said he'd love to get to know a nice couple like us better, that he'd just turn off the lights and come back to our table. As soon as Lucas walked away, Sophia asked me if she wasn't looking too slutty or something, and if it was all right with me. - You can relax, I'm enjoying all this very much, I confess that I'm surprised to see how you can be daring! In fact I'm getting a huge boner with all this, and how are you Sophia? Will you really face the sting of denial? Or are you just getting excited with this game of married woman, but naughty? - What are you doing? That's what my wife calls me sometimes. - I'm loving all this silliness with a stranger, even more a hot Negro like Lucas, and to tell you the truth, I didn't lie when I said I was all wet, I really am very horny, I think I'm quite capable, yes, to fuck nice with Lucas and with you my love, or rather call him my <unk>Corno<unk>... I'd love for you to call me that, my delight. - Agreed, today you will be led to the post of official Horn of your little dog... Having said that, Sophia kissed me willingly and I could feel her mouth wet and a bit cold, demonstrating that she really was very excited, so much so that she smoothed my roll under the table and gave a little kick to it while we were kissing, and said... - You got a hard-on, you son of a bitch? And we laughed at the situation, proving my total excitement about the situation, as well as a great desire that the fact be quickly consumed. Soon Lucas returned with another glass and another beer. - So my friends, can I join you? Lucas joined us and we started chatting excitedly, he told us about his life in Angola, and how everything was so difficult and different there and how lucky we were to live here in Brazil. And the chatter went on, relaxed and pampered. I noticed that my wife smiled cheerfully and admired the boy without any embarrassment, actually eating him with her eyes. We talked about everything, until I managed to take our conversation to something more interesting, asking the boy if he already had a girlfriend here in Brazil, or if he had left someone waiting in his home country. Lucas told me that he had no one in Angola and that here he had already stayed with some women, but nothing very serious, because they were always tourists, and because he worked a lot he did not have time to look for girlfriends and had only been here for a few months. Keep going.