I had gotten married as the girl I was with at the time got pregnant. The baby arrived and I realised that there was something very strange about the whole thing, I am white while the baby was a darker shade of tan, and my wife detached herself completely from me .
I asked for a DNA test and it resulted that the bitch was pregnant from another man, and being of the Muslim faith she didn't want to marry him and convert to Islam. I divorced her within days of finding out and left home.
I returned back to Malta as I was really disgusted at what had happened to me, and decided that as from that day, it would be nothing more than, treating women like ladies till I got to treating them like whores. Six months and change the scene was my new motto.
Being well endowed was a plus, and money was not a problem due to a nice win on the football pools in UK.
A penthouse apartment in a upmarket building was my abode.
I met Lucy when I was working as a project manager in a social housing project. They had demolished some houses which had survived the second world war, which were nothing but slums, and they started building new houses .
Lucy was 38, married to a man who had been paralysed in an accident, and she lived across the road from my site office. I used to watch her from my office window, changing her clothes or getting dressed after the shower. The social respite services used to pick up her husband every day at 8:30 and return him at around 4 in the afternoon.
She would then shower and change for the day.
Once while changing she caught me looking, I thought to myself , that she would henceforth start closing the curtains. But I was surprised the next day , when she followed the same routine and walked around her room naked much more then usual. She knew I was watching, as she kept looking at the window each time she passed it.
A couple of days after, I met her in the street , as she was going shopping. She asked me if there was anything she could get me from the shops and I asked her to get me some milk and cigarettes. Some half an hour later, she walked into my office and handed me the stuff. I offered her some coffee and she accepted. She was wearing a pair of shorts and a T shirt , both of which did not leave much to imagination.
Later I would find that she was 5'3" tall, with size 36 bra 34 36 figure. And legs to die for. She sat down and we started talking, she told me she has had no men since her husband's accident 4 years before. As I handed her the coffee, I noticed the look of want in her eyes, even though I was only 25 years old I knew that I had scored .
I asked her if she would like to go out for some fun any day while her husband was away, at the respite centre and she smile stood up and kissed me. Thanking me for the offer. She also said that she knew I was watching her while she got dressed and it excited her.
Two days later I got some time off , picked her up at 9 and we went to a sister island for a drive and lunch.
After an early lunch I booked into a hotel , as soon as we got to our room she literally flung herself on me and kissed as if there was no tomorrow. Driving her tongue into my mouth, and caressing my head, me on the other hand had my hands on her shapely ass.
She did not take long to have both of us undressed, literally tearing the clothes off me. I laid her on the bed with her legs dangling off the bed and she knew I was going down on her, so she opened her legs for me.
I licked and sucked on her pussy for ages, making her cum and squirt many times, until she got up and kneeled in front of me and really sucked the life out of me.
