Sex's meeting 3

The following Monday in my office, while we had a coffee, my co-worker Andres took the theme of Andrea again.

– What? Are you feeling pain for Andrea? He asked me sarcastically.

– No way! Even when I make love to Monica, I guess I’m fucking her. It is superior to me

“And why do not you do something to try and get him?”  Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. Maybe you have possibilities dude.

I did not want to answer, nor did I go overboard. If only I talk with her she would me made me more and more embarrassed, how could I try to take her to bed? It was no longer just my own concept of fidelity, but I felt unable to make any kind of proposal, which would surely go awry, and with pumpkins.

– Oh! Let me say it that. Do you know that Andrea has seen the video which I recorded in the showers?

– Do not fuck with me dude! – I said convinced that he was teasing me.

– Seriously; I asked her again, the next day, and she accepted. She came to my house and we showed the recording. She saw you all in balls and I assure she liked it more than I could imagine.

– Saw you her in your house? A stupid feeling of jealousy assaulted me.

– Yes, we were almost all afternoon and we talked long and wide of many things. If only you had been, now you would know her as well as I do.

I did not want to keep talking about it. Andres was divorced and lived alone. That Andrea had been in his house, alone with him, and the comments he was making, I was led to think that, perhaps, they had done more than talk. And even though it was improbable, I fucked up a lot to think that Andres had fucked her right there, while I could barely look Andrea in the eye without flushing.

In the afternoon, when I came back from the bathroom, I found a paper on my desk that I just put a web-site “www.shewolf.com”. Intrigued, I put it in my wallet. I had no idea who could be the author of the missive, but soon I remembered my missing porn dvd, convincing me that, surely, someone in the office, I should already know my hobbies prohibited.

That same night, while Monica was watching TV, with the caution that the moment required, I searched the Internet page that someone had mysteriously “recommended” to me. Obviously it was a porn page, such as thousands on the network. That page was a new page for me, in development, and the protagonists were Americans. It did not give more specific indications of its content. It required a monthly payment of 10 euros to accede to this one. The truth is that I was not too attracted to go ahead, not knowing what the thing was, but the morbidity that the girls were my compatriots and the low cost of access, made me give up and took the necessary steps to gain access to the interior of the web. It was cheap for my fantasy.

Of course that night I could not slepp, I kept thinking about that clip and its content that obviously had to be porn, and whose protagonist was nothing less than the woman of my masturbatory fantasies, my own co-worker. It was such the eater that I had inside, I was tempted, at about 4 in the morning, to risk and turn on the computer, trusting that Monica did not wake up, but overcame common sense and I preferred to hold on to the The next day, having already decided that he would not go to work that morning.

In the morning, and anxious, I waited for the slow passage of time until Monica said goodbye to go to work. At last I was alone at home and in total freedom to see at my leisure a porn video by Andrea! I still could not believe it and my nervousness became insufferable during the almost 10 minutes that took the file to unload in the computer, until at last the moment arrived. I sat in front of the screen, my pants down, and my cock already half erect, just imagining what was coming.

Reproduction began with Andrea writing on an office table. She wore a white shirt that showed off her bra, and was impeccably trimmed and painted, very pretty. The video was definitely of quality. At that, a rather fat man entered the office, wearing a navy blue jumpsuit, and, without saying a word, began to clean and collect. I saw clearly that the story was to be the typical powder of the executive with the cleaning boy, nothing spectacular if it were not because the protagonist was neither more nor less than Andrea and, for me, that was more than enough.

The surprise came immediately, when entering the office another man, much younger, dressed the same way as the previous one. Now the thing promised, with two uncles next to her. When one of them reached down to pick up the trash that was under Andrea’s table, the real action began. She opened her legs wide enough to show off her white lace panties, both the lucky operative and the lucky pussy that was already masturbating at the computer. The man, the youngest of the two, went straight the member and without much more preamble, after stroking the inside of his thighs, tossed aside his brief, showing briefly a small strand of black hair that covered the Slit her pussy, to immediately put his mouth in it, thus covering the suggestive vision I was waiting for.

The camera then returned to Andrea’s face, her eyes closed and panting in a very erotic way, expressing the pleasure she must have been feeling as they ate the cud.

As the focus shifted away, the other man appeared behind him, his hands clutching the woman’s bare breasts. It seemed to me that everything was going very fast, I had hardly had time to revel in the appearance of Andrea’s bare areas, but my cock was still delighted with the development of events. A few more magreos, and Andrea appeared completely naked and kneeling, at the mercy of the two men who showed her stiff cock to suck.

It was curious, I had my erotic muse there, in balls, sucking alternatively the cocks of two individuals, teaching and confirming the voluptuousness of his body, and yet, at those moments, the scene did not end up exciting me as I had imagined a few hours before . I rather resented the fact that these two birds were lucky enough to be there, benefiting from it, while I could hardly speak to her. However, the subsequent penetration of the two guys, one after the other, was spectacular enough to forget such thoughts and I prepared to enjoy the final moment of the party when they both started wagging next to her face, while she remained Lying on her back on a couch in the study, after being fucked violently by both.

He hoped they would both cum in her face, but neither did that, they both did it on their tits, while she smiled lasciviously and spread the semen received through her breasts and abdomen.

Despite being quite disappointed, I had a great desire to relieve the tension accumulated in those last hours, so that I delayed the action to the moment the two men were running over her, scene to which I did the same, staining the floor and something else. After my orgasm, the screen showed the last moments of the video clip and a final image, announcing the protagonist of the next video, which, curiously, was called Monica, as my wife, and would be hung in about fifteen days.

Then I went to work, confused, somewhat discouraged and intending to avoid Andrea, after what I had seen. The words of Andres and my own wife Monica, the pornographic performance of Andrea, the little paper on the table in my office inviting me to see her, who was already convinced that she had left me herself, all were clues too clear prompting me to approach her and take her To the bed, something that I wanted to do, but I was afraid of the possibility of being unfaithful to my wife and, above all, of not being up to the circumstances if I dare.

I thought about talking about the subject with Andres, explaining what had happened to me and asking his opinion, but I fucked a lot to confirm that he had already fucked her, the day Andrea was at home watching the famous photos of our nudes . In the end I shut up and managed to spend the next few days without seeing it live, although of course what I did was to contemplate it again through the computer.
However the surprises did not stop there. Again one afternoon, before leaving the office, I found in the drawer a DVD. It was in the same drawer that I remembered leaving the one that days before I had disappeared and the outer cover was identical to the one of the volatilized DVD, so that I had the intuition that it was the same one. I inserted it in the PC proving that, indeed, it was, had the clips that in its day I had downloaded from Internet, all well numbered. But there was one more file, not too long, which I did not recognize as one of mine.