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I threw my keys into my bag as I rushed towards the door and took a backwards glance over the flat that I shared with my boyfriend Michael. I felt a slight pang of guilt but not enough to stop me from leaving our shared apartment complex to meet the man I had been seeing for the last month. Melvin lived in the next block of private apartments but funnily enough, that wasn’t where I had first spotted him. Two miles from where we lived was an up and coming suburban area with a thriving strip of bars and restaurants that I had recently started frequenting with my girlfriends. It was on a Friday night that I had first spotted him. What drew me to him was his well turned out exterior: He obviously worked out, he was built lean and firm like an athlete. His style was exactly what I liked in a man; not sloppy or overly metro sexual looking, which I hated: just pure masculinity in a sleek and preened package. He wore a crisp, unbuttoned shirt with lapels over a vest with three quarter length khaki combats with what looked like collectors’ edition pristine trainers. His calves were hard and sinewy – a sure sign along with his taut biceps, that he worked hard on himself. His short number one fade hair cut looked like it had been shaped up that evening. He looked fresh and clean. I could tell that he took pride in his appearance and groomed himself religiously. That turned me on. He was just the type of man that I wanted but didn’t have. His smooth dark skin was like coffee and I instantly imagined it wrapped around my own. I had been to the hair dressers and gotten a blow dry and tong with extension tracks to add length at the back, so my black hair was glossy and bouncy with tendrils of curls hanging down my shoulders. Recently I had tried the WAG look and it was getting me a bit of attention along Ankara bayan escort with the boob job that I had gotten last year increasing my size to a 34 DD. It was everything I had needed to get my confidence back. The previous year I had been two stones heavier, having put on weight after the breakup of a very toxic relationship. I had taken to fatty foods, like a duck to water and ballooned up quite a bit. It was only when my best friend Allison had kindly suggested that we join our local gym and sign up for Zumba classes that I slowly started to drop the pounds and began to take pride in my appearance again. Soon after that I had met Michael with whom I had found an instant mutual attraction. Our relationship was mainly based on lust and aesthetics in the beginning so when he suggested that I moved in with him, instead of accepting I should have just broken it off. And now two years later, here I was living this fake, cosmetic existence with a boyfriend who was now fucking his 23 year old colleague. Of course I knew: I’d met her before at a work function. She was blonde, petite, pretty. But I wasn’t threatened by her, she had a lot to learn yet from this life and if she thought Mike was going to leave me for her, she had another thing coming. She was as dispensable as a blow up doll; a sex toy, nothing more. I knew because he had admitted it. I should have left there and then – my second chance to end the relationship, but I was too comfortable. The flat was close to where I worked and it was paid for in full so there was no rent to contribute, plus Mike paid for my pricey health club membership and all of our all-inclusive tropical holidays. Anybody would have thought that I was some kind of low brow gold digger, but I was simply doing what Escort bayan Ankara was easy, selfish and comfortable. Why not? I had no kids to feed, no big bills to pay and I had just hit 33. Being a somewhat kept woman was so much easier than being a so called independent one and required a lot less strength. And now there stood a gorgeous young male offering to buy me a drink and giving me all of his attention and I couldn’t stop myself. Marvin was 24 years old, nearly a decade younger than me. At 33 I was hardly old and still looked like I was in my late twenties at least, but it was obvious that stood next to him, I looked quite the cougar! That night we had hit it off and exchanged numbers. When he had contacted me four days later, my stomach fluttered with butterflies and nerves as I knew that it would be the beginning of something new, unknown and possibly dangerous. I had gotten a shock the first time he had invited me around to his place, he texted me an address which was almost the same as mine. That’s when we discovered that he lived really local- in the next apartment down! We realised it would be too tricky to meet at his place and so we booked a hotel room instead. I was wracked full of nerves, I knew exactly what was going to happen tonight. Would he find my body attractive enough? And would I be able to satiate him? It was all too new and exciting as well as unnerving to take in. I needn’t have worried. He wined and dined me that night before taking me to our hotel suite. We literally fell into each other’s arms as we began to kiss desperately. I knew that what I was doing was wrong but it just added to my excitement. My clit ached to be touched and I felt a rush of pleasure run through me. He undressed me slowly and agonisingly. Bayan escort Ankara In response I snatched and grabbed at his clothes like a wild animal. He had an amazingly buff and taut body just as I had sensed. His six-pack glared at me almost intimidatingly. I had never slept with a man with a body this good. He was a male trophy, someone to show off to my friends. I felt a brief pang of guilt as I thought about my man at home and brushed it off quickly as I thought of him drilling his petite blonde colleague. ‘Are you ready for this, baby?’ he asked, planting delicious kisses along my shoulder blades. ‘Uh huh,’ I murmured, excitedly anticipating him. I stared at the big black throbbing cock in front of me before taking it hungrily into my mouth. I slobbered all over him, wetting his stick so that it glided more easily in between my lips. I licked and sucked on his balls as he fingered my now erect nipples. I took him deeper into the back of my throat, swallowing him with an insatiable lust. He was kissing me passionately with our now semi-naked bodies entwined on the bed with him on top of me. He caressed my neck with his tongue and sucked on my pink nipple tips as I whimpered with pleasure. My clit ached furiously. ‘Please put it in, Melvin,’ I gasped. ‘Penetrate me.’ He ignored my request and continued to adorn my breasts. His tongue flickered around each pink areola before he took each one into his mouth and sucked on them lasciviously. ‘Look at these pretty pink nipples,’ he groaned as he alternated between licks and sucks. I ran my hands along the large stiff cock and massaged him with my palm. He ran his wet tongue down my torso, kissing my stomach and circling the inside of my belly button with his index finger. Shivers ran down my back. Easing down my silk panties with both hands, he continued his trail of kisses until he reached the lightly hairy triangle of my pussy. I had shaven two days earlier and was still well groomed but a short fine pelt of light brown hair was starting to grow back. He gently pulled my legs apart and appraised me like a doctor, looking down in between my legs.
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