Laura

After that day, Laura avoided me completely. She disappeared from the bus and, when I tried to talk to her while she was waiting for her son to leave the school, she almost ran away, going inside the building, making it clear that she didn't want me to approach her.

I can't say I was in love with her and, in a broad sense, my life continued as before, but as hard as I tried I couldn't take Laura off my head. It wasn't only the sex or the excitement, there was something about her frailty, her lack of love and care that touched me and turned things inside out, making me the fatherly, caring one while she was the spooked, needy girl, except when it came to sex, where she was way more experienced than me. On the other hand, I had promised her that I wouldn't jeopardize her marriage and I would never, ever do anything that could put her in a bad spot, so I kept my distance even feeling miserable about it.

Two months after our first encounter, though, nature did its magic.

It was another Saturday and my girlfriend's aunt was having a barbecue for her twelve-year-old son's birthday. She lived in a big, spacious house with a generous backyard, not far from where I lived, and although I was going with my girlfriend I didn't know anyone else there, not even her aunt. As I soon as we got there my girlfriend, being the family girl she always was, left me mostly by myself to help her family serve refreshments and food, I was completely bored and alone for the rest of the day.

I started to walk around the backyard trying to find something to do, and suddenly I saw her! Laura was there! I couldn't help but admire the way she looked radiant in a floral summer dress, wearing a discrete but well-applied make-up and looking completely different from the woman I first met on the bus a few months before. I couldn't help but think that it was me, or my attention, that made her change, made her blossom again and find again the woman she was one day, instead of feeling lonely and miserable because of her jerk of a husband.

I was bewitched by her looks and kept looking at her, trying to get her attention without getting anyone else's, but she was so focused on the conversation with three of her friends that she didn't see me for minutes. Not able to restrain myself anymore, I decided to do something about it and, going into the kitchen, asked if I could help. As my girlfriend had already introduced me to her relatives, they commented how nice and polite I was for wanting to help out and gave me a tray with some refreshments to pass around.

I left the kitchen and tried to disguise my real objective for what seemed a long time for me, but was probably only a minute or so, and then walked directly to the group where Laura was, saying with a smile:

"Ladies, does anybody want something to drink?"

The four women looked at me at once, all smiling, but as soon as Laura recognized me I could see, out of the corner of my eyes, her surprise and the way she blushed almost immediately. While her friends were getting their drinks, I looked at her and, discretely, moved my lips, saying:

"I want to talk to you!"

Her eyes grew wide, but she didn't say anything, looking instantly to her feet trying to escape from my gaze, and as the other women had already taken their glasses I left, taking the tray back to the kitchen before going back to the same spot I was before. Once there, I kept looking at Laura, waiting for some sort of signal. I felt bad at first, as it was not my intention to make her uncomfortable and, judging by her behavior after our brief encounter, I did. She was almost silent, looking at me discreetly and briefly from time to time like someone that is trying to decide what to do, until several minutes later she apparently couldn't restrain herself anymore and, after excusing herself with her friends, looked at me for a few seconds and left, going towards the house.

Understanding that she wanted me to follow her, I did, trying not to be too obvious. She entered the house and, seeing that I was a few meters behind her, took the stairs to the second floor, floor that was completely empty at that point. I looked around and, making sure nobody was watching me, did the same.

I got to the top of the stairs and looked around, not finding her, until I heard a whispering voice saying:

"Daniel! Daniel!!!"

She was on the other side of the corridor, near the bathroom and behind a big plant. I smiled at her, that was looking like a teenage girl hiding from her parents, and almost ran there.

"Laura!!! Oh, I missed you so much!!!"

"What are you doing here? Are you crazy???"

"I... My girlfriend, her aunt owns this house."

"Theresa??? Oh, my god!!"

"W... What's the problem?"

"What's the problem???? The problem is that your girlfriend's aunt is married with my husband's brother!"

"No way!!!"

I laughed, and she scolded me like I was a naughty child.

"Stop laughing! Don't you see the mess we are into???"

"Why? Why would our mess be different because of that? They will never know, I told you! I don't want you to have any problems!"

"But even so, you materialized in front of me with a smile, giving me a scare I will never forget!"

She was clearly mad at me, and now I could see she had a point.

"I'm sorry, Laura... But... But you told me you would call and didn't, you avoided me when I tried to talk to you on your son's school... It's not fair. I... I miss you... I miss your smile, your kisses, your..."

I stopped midsentence, but I didn't need to finish. She almost melted, changing completely the way she was behaving, and said softly:

"Oh, Daniel, Daniel... Do you think I don't miss you, too? God, I can't remember the last time I felt what I felt that day... But... How? How can this not go horribly wrong?"

"We can... We can be discreet and see what happens..."

"And what WILL happen if someone finds out? What will happen to me, to my marriage?"

"What marriage, Laura? What marriage????"

My voice came out louder that I intended and I looked around, worried that someone could have heard me. Seeing that we were still safe, I continued in a softer tone:

"What marriage? You told me yourself that your husband hasn't touched you in years, that he had others... You even told me you knew the one he is seeing now!"

Her face changed completely, the same sadness I knew from before our first encounter coming back instantly, and I could see how cruel I had been.

"Oh, God... I'm sorry, Laura! I... I didn't mean it..."

"No, Daniel... You are right. My marriage is already over for a long time now, and I know it. And... And this is the reason I couldn't resist you, your loving looks, your... Oh, shit, your body, your touch..."

I approached her, our eyes locked on each other's, and our lips were almost touching when we heard someone coming up through the stairs. She panicked, looking around and not knowing what to do, and suddenly entered the bathroom, pushing me with her and closing the door.

We were quiet for a few seconds, listening to the sound of the steps coming up and then going to the other side of the corridor before fading out completely. We were still listening through the door when, realizing how close we were, I said:

"Laura... I... I like you so much, I've been thinking of you every day, I..."

She blushed slightly and, looking down, replied:

"Me... Me too, Daniel. I... I don't know what to do anymore. I can't stop thinking about you... Oh, God, you ripping off my underwear the other day, the feeling of your... Your penis inside me..."

I couldn't anymore. Hearing her talk like that took me to the edge and I pushed her chin up with my hand before, looking into her eyes, saying:

"Don't run away, please... Let's live it, whatever it is."

She smiled, and said:

"I... I..."

"What, Laura? Tell me?"

"I... Daniel, I'm 45 years old, married, have a son older than you and I'm... I think I'm in love with you! How can I..."

I out my finger over her lips and, making her stop talking, kissed her, hard and passionately, feeling the taste of her lipstick into my mouth. I felt her body relax, and she embraced me like her life depended on it, rubbing her body into mine like crazy while my hands moved immediately to her plump, delicious ass, rubbing and squeezing and pushing her dress up at the same time.

"Oh, Daniel... Oh, make love with me, I want to feel you inside me again, oh, my boy, my boy..."

I put her over the sink top, repeating what I had done at her kitchen's table, and she said into my ear, in a jokingly manner:

"Don't rip off my panties, naughty boy, I need them today!"

We laughed and she helped me take them off, using her hands to lift her ass from the sink while I pushed her panties down. I was still trying to get them off her shoes when, looking up, I could see her pussy right in front of me and, forgetting about the panties, lost myself in her, licking and kissing everywhere while she tried not to scream. She pushed my head against her pelvis, like she was trying to put me inside her, and moaned softly, her legs completely open to allow me to explore her better.

Oh, her pussy was so, so sweet and moisty... I entered her with my tongue and then started to play with her clitoris, and she trashed around, biting her lips to try to stay silent, until a few minutes later she let out a deep, soft moan that lasted for almost half a minute and finally relaxed her body, almost lying over the sink.

Seeing that she had come, I stood up and said, smiling:

"Was that any good?"

She looked at me with blurred eyes and laughed uncontrollably, although almost silently, before saying:

"You're something else, my boy! Where did you learn that????"

"Your body teaches me."

She made a lovingly, sweet face and said into my year:

"Now it's your turn..."

She then came down from the sink and got on her knees, getting my cock out of my pants and starting to suck me voraciously. Looking at her, with the sweet but sexy make-up she was wearing, bobbing her head up and down my cock, was something from another world, another universe, and I felt I would come at any moment. I didn't want to, though,, not before feeling her pussy again, so I stopped her head with my hands and said:

"No, Laura, not like that... I want to feel you again..."

She stopped and, with a lascivious look, turned around, pushing her dress over her ass and offering her delicious back to me, saying:

"Come, then. Fuck your woman!"

She didn't even had to ask! I aligned my cock with her pussy and penetrated her at once, her opening happily engulfing me while she looked into my eyes through the mirror saying, in a sexy and provocative voice:

"Cum inside me, my boy... I'm not in my fertile period today, you can finish inside me, you can inundate my womb with your juice, come, come..."

As much as I would like that moment to last forever, it didn't took me half a minute to cum hard, to the point of feeling my legs tremble, with Laura coming again at the same time and letting out a loud moan.

We were still trying to find our breath, my cock deflating inside her, when someone knocked on the door:

"Is everything ok in there? Can I help?"

Laura whispered, with a panicked expression on her face:

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!!!! It's Theresa!!!"

"My girlfriend's aunt?"

"And the fucking wife of my brother-in-law! Oh, God!!!"

Theresa knocked again:

"Hello??? Laura, is it you? Are you all right?"

Trying to get dressed without making any noises, I whispered to Laura:

"Answer her! Tell her you're not feeling well and that you'll open the door in a minute!

"But you..."

"Do it!!!"

Laura did what I instructed her, and I finished dressing up as fast as I could before adding:

"I'm going into the shower and hiding, and you'll open the door. Tell her that you threw up and now are feeling a little better. It will explain your smeared lipstick and your messed up hair! But put your panties back!"

I entered the shower and closed the tinted, glass door before hearing, a minute later, the bathroom door opening.

"Are you all right, dear?"

"Oh, Theresa... I don't know, I'm not feeling well... I threw up."

"Oh, maybe there's something wrong with the food! Oh, God!"

"No, no, I don't think so, I'm the only one feeling like that! It's probably only a bug that I have caught somewhere..."

"Can I do anything?"

"No, no, thank you, dear, now I'm feeling better... I'll... I'll go back down and see how I feel, and if I need something I'll ask you, ok?"

"Oh, ok, hon! Please, don't hesitate!"

I heard the door closing and was almost opening the shower door when I heard a zipper opening:

"Fuck! Theresa is using the bathroom!!!"

I could hear everything: the sound of her urine splashing into the water, a small fart she let out thinking she was alone, and after that the clothes, the water running, the sound of her hands on the towel. I was sweating like crazy, thinking that at any moment she would open the glass door and find me there, but fortunately she finished her business and left, leaving the bathroom door open. After waiting for a few seconds, I slowly and carefully opened the glass door and, seeing I was alone, left the bathroom too, going back to the party.

From then on, the most difficult part, for me and for Laura, was to keep our distance. All I wanted was to have her, to go back to her house with her and fuck all night and, judging by the way she looked at me, she wanted the same, but we tried to disguise it the best we could.

After some time, her husband, already drunk, approached her and said something, and she called her two sons to leave. My girlfriend was already with me at that point and I couldn't even think about trying to talk to Laura, but as soon as her husband left to go get his car, she walked towards me and my girlfriend, looking directly to us.

I froze, not knowing what she would say or what the fuck she was doing...

"Hello! What's your name?"

Laura was talking to my girlfriend, that replied:

"Mary. Why?"

"Well, Mary, I want to congratulate you on the gentleman you have as a boyfriend. He helped me got up the stairs earlier when I was not feeling very well. He saved me, in a way."

Mary smiled at me and I smiled back, trying to dissimulate how scared I was, and then Laura stretched out her hand to shake mine and said:

"Thank you, young man. Daniel, isn't it?"

"Y... Yes, Daniel."

I took her hand and felt a piece of paper that she passed to me and, discreetly, put it inside my pocket.

"Goodbye then!"

She smiled at me, her eyes staying with mine a little longer than what would be appropriate, and left.

"Wow, I have a gentleman for boyfriend!"

Mary kissed me and I kissed her back, the emotions of the day almost making me faint and, a minute later, excused myself telling her I needed to use the bathroom. Once there, door closed and all alone, I opened the small piece of paper where I read, below a phone number:

"Dear, this is my home number. ONLY call me in the afternoon, between 2PM and 5PM, on weekdays. We need to talk. Thank you for today, it was wonderful. Love, L."