It’s May. The heat is bearable, the wind is slow and it is bringing flowers smell with it.
I’m sitting on the car hood and I am waiting.
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He told me to be here at 22. E 22:15 and he has not come yet. What is he doing? With the thought of him I light a cigarette and visualize the message received in the morning: “I’m sorry, can we talk? At the place we know? Time 22?”.
The place we knew … The first time we met here was by chance. I had a flat tire and I had to go urgently to town. And just when I got a little and I was exploding from the fury, he stopped the car next to me and offered to help me. My hero, with black eyes and beautiful lips. From the first second I wanted him. I asked for a phone number to drink a coffee on another day, because then I was hurrying. He did not hesitate to give it to me. After a week I called him and agreed to come out. I was feeling like I was giving an exam and many times before I got to the café I wanted to come back and go. How can I do that? I, the perfect woman, the perfect wife. The perfect wife in the world’s eyes. What does it matter now? The animal instinct had taken hold of me and I wanted him so much that I felt a painful strain of pubic muscles when I was thinking about his mouth. Almost I could have an orgasm just thinking that he uses it slowly and carefully over my labia, kissing me and licking me slightly, then to infuse my tongue without mercy in me, making me scream of pleasure. After 30 minutes of “interrogation” I find out he’s married, he’s from another city and he’s here in a delegation. And he’s about to stay for another two months, then he leaves the country. Perfect, I tell. Finally he asked me, looking in my eye, “Do you want to order something or go somewhere in the air to talk in silence?” I’ve been puzzled, how stiff he is! “Yes, of course we can go.” After a ride through the city and a few glances on the slimy to my breasts, he stopped. Wonderfully, I saw that it was the same place we had seen each other a week ago. He turned to me and kissed me briefly, hot. I felt his emotions, but I had my own too, my feet were shaking as if they had gelatin consistency. I got out of the car, I really needed air. It was in the evening, and around us it was nothing, just somewhere in the distance there was a lake. Trying to master my stomach, I leaned on the hood of the car, relaxing. He came in front of me, took my hands in hiss: “You are gorgeous, Amalia, you are perfect.” I turned and looked down. It’s not good what we were doing, it’s not good at all. But the fire in me did not see that, it burned still, and the touch of Bogdan increased my warmth. I gathered my courage and I stretched out to kiss him, to taste his sweet mouth again. His kiss has become stiff, hungry and appetizing. His hands were on my back and then down, stroking my buttocks and making me burn even harder. His fingers got below my buttocks and touched the hottest part of my body, sending pleasure arrows inside me. I clung even harder to him, pulling him over me to feel his weight, his body warmth. It was so good … From a few moves I was naked, he too, and at the second glance … he had a body of god and the penis … that penis looked so delicious! I took it in my hands, it was hard and rhythmic, hot and imposing. With a smile on his lips he said, “Do you contemplate it much longer?” Indeed, I could not take my eyes off it. “Can I taste it?”. A glimmer of satisfaction appeared in his eyes and made a sign like ‘Yes’. Without a rush I took its head first. It was fantastically fine and delicate, fit perfectly between my lips. A long sigh heard from his mouth and lifting my eyes I saw that he was very careful at me, following my every move of my head, the tongue, with a good pleasure. “Dare more, foxy!”. And he pulled my head a little toward him. Ah … sure yes. And I swallowed his penis wonders all the way, just a little, looking at him in the eyes, seeing his pleasure, moistening even harder. Almost near the ecstasy , he lifted me up on the car hood and turned me back to him, holding my buttocks and matching the entrance to my femininity, started to push. It was big, too big for me, but slowly I adjusted to the size and felt it until the cervix, forcing it again and again. The pleasure came in sparkling waves, filling me to refusal, my screams unable to be controlled. His hands made an impossible pressure on a hip and a breast, dragging me to him, setting his rhythm. So good … “Yes, love, it’s so good!
Headlights were shining brightly … he has to be. Come on, Amalia, be strong and do not show him how much you’re worried about his presence after so long. He stopped , he got down, it was the same Bogdan. How I missed him!
– Good evening, baby, I missed you!
– Hi, Bogdan, what do you want? It’s late and I really do not know why you want to see us here.
With an easy gesture, he touched my chin and looked me in the eyes .
– If you would not know, you would have not come here this time, and you would have not waited for me. Am I right ?
What a wonderful mouth he has … but if I kiss him , he would know? Come on, don’t you give up, you get to the end again.
– I am not in the mood for your games!
– I want you, you, and nothing else, you’re all I wanted and I did not know until I was to lose you. I’m sorry I left, I’m sorry I did not get in touch. I was feared not to keep me in place, to not make me love you more than I can.
– What’s your wife thinking or she doesn’t exist ? Why would I believe you? You come after 1 year and want to get you back?
– Yes, I want you to receive me, to love me, to cling to my arms and to tell me that you forgive me.
Still approaching me I got back until I realized I have no place to go. Behind me was the car. I crossed my arms over his chest as a sign of rejection and defense. Useless. His hands were already on my waist, his face a few centimeters away, his mouth … oh, that wonderful mouth … I could not resist and I kiss him. Simple, without haste, innocent. Like First time. A glimpse of pleasure is heard from his chest, and that fantastic mouth began to explore me slowly, first the lips in turn, then the tongue, leaving me without air. “God, Bogdan, stop , I …” “Shh … shut up. Let me kiss you.” Before I could say something, I felt something coming out of me and then his lips were caressing my femininity, his tongue was doing exactly what I thought he knew, my body was arched and I could not breathe normally … And again, I got penetrated by him, he was so strong and good … the rhythm was dizzying and I heard nothing but the blood pulsing. “I can not, love!” He announced me. “I can not …. ah!” His orgasm was felt in my body like the beats of a bird’s wings … Slowly, we relaxed and I turned back to kiss him, to squeeze him in my arms, to tell him how much I liked it and how I wanted it again. His phone began to ring and I saw him agitated. He suddenly retired from me to talk .
– … yeah, baby, I come next month … yeah, and I love you … baby, bye.
Aha. So that’s it. Here we are. Okay. Without thinking too much, I put on my dress and I got in the car. When I closed the door, his hand stopped it:
– What are you doing, are you already going?
– Yes, I do, I have business to attend to.
On the empty street a thousand thoughts were passing through my mind, how stupid I was to believe in him, in free lies. But … what I was doing? I was not honest, how coul I expect something else on his part? It was for the best. Time will heal everything.
