The devil comes to my house every morning
I grew up in the bosom of a family religoisa end, as was the case I married the pastor dela congregation to which my family attended, was 20 when my parents agreed to that would be my husband, he 36, obviously did not have boyfriends, my husband was the first and only of extreme religious customs my sex life was only for procreation my son and my husband said that all sex was a sin, which my parents also I had instilled in me.
By custiones of congergació n, my husband had to leave for long periods of time leaving me alone with my son, and that was when I met him, Julio was one of the young people who gathered in the corner of the neighborhood, it was said a young man without a job or benefit, but was so handsome that over a girl walked behind him, was about 20 years and 38 when it happened what story he passed by where he was always received from him compliments despite married knowing me, that to me flattered me but should give me my place, that morning returning from the market when he reached me and offered to help me with my bags, to which I refused, but he insisted, on the way to my building does not stop me all, which made me nervous, when we said he was under me to what is offered me, all day I was thinking about it, perhaps for the absence of my husband or because really that kid me greatly attracted to. I came out in the evening to buy bread he came near me and walked me home again, only this time to reach the building entrance intespestivamente I took my waist and kissed me on the mouth, not know what to do, when I realized the very evil and had kissed me on the mouth, try to retire quickly but would not let my waist until you can break free and run away from him, was alone and all night thought again in it, these thoughts confused me since I was a decent married woman that confusion and fell asleep.
One day that I was alone, as usual, asked him to help me get a bucket of paint that had brought me and he did, was 10 in the morning and my son was at school and my husband travel, there was no need for words, inside my house he took me by the waist and kissed me again, I let myself do what he wanted, when he took my dress served as a nightgown and saw me almost naked, only with panties and bra, of course, nothing provocative clothing, and wearing decent underwear supervised by my husband, with his eyes closed he let him take my last clothes to be completely naked before him, kissed me all over my body, played at will and made love to me like nobody I had done, I did in the room, in the kitchen, everywhere in my house I was his, with him knew what it was oral love, the premiere me back despite the pain I felt and break all the concepts of good and evil, for all absences of my husband he came every morning and I was yours, we climbed the volume of the radio so that my loud cries and groans were heard by neighbors who already imagined that that young man walked up getting, in the afternoon I went to my church and prayed, being the most devout of the faithful, but by morning the devil came to my house and I became woman.
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