Languages: Spanish - English
Location: In your heart
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Occasionally I would see him alone in the room. It was not unusual for him to climb up on the hems when his wife was home alone. He used this as his opportunity to get close to her, stroke her, nibble on her breasts, and generally do whatever he wanted to her without paying any attention to her. She was a classic "male chauvinist" who would use her powers of intimidation to get what she wanted. A man who would demonstrate this in public and on television. He did not get angry at all if a woman made a polite attempt to explain herself, but he immediately turned on his "date" and began a pointless sexual encounter. It seemed to be a glorified rape game, with her forcing herself onto his "date".The games never got serious, as he was far more interested in locking down her date than the idea of her trying to run away. He would go into the women's room, find her, and rape her as he had demonstrated on numerous occasions. These days it was different.We were in the "dining room" of the hotel. The main course was prepared for the dessert. The preparation had become very thorough in the kitchen. I had purposely placed the napkins in the center of the prepared salad. Yakiniku noodles would be served, along with slices of cherry pie. He would begin to eat. I would stand close and watch, concentrating on the fact that I was eating. I could see his hard cock pressing against the fabric of the front of my panties, and he would shiver slightly as the anticipation of this contact hit him.
I could see his hard cock pressing against the fabric of my shorts. My dress would drop to my ankles and remain there, exposing my hard muscled thighs and bare ass. He would start to lick along the inside of my thighs and further up, slowly teasing my pussy and clit. He would reach one ankle and attach the handle to the cuffs at that spot. His hand would pull and tweak my hard little clit. He would give my ass a sharp twist and give me a sharp push. The distance between us would increase. The slight intake of breath would startle him. He would extend his hand and place it on my stomach, wrapping his fingers around the waist of my panties. They would be soaked through with my "cum". He would step back and let me catch my breath. I would be so quiet, I would lose myself in my environment. I would let the need for the feeding of my needs fill me. I would let the experience just be a stepping stone to another, deeper experience. I would lose myself in the moment, forgetting about the hunger that was not only in my belly but also in my flesh. We would just be having a dinner, and he would take what he wanted from me.
I would go crazy with the need to leave my preparation and be taken to a nice restaurant. He might offer me some wine, some good French for dessert, and I would blush and murmur, feeling embarrassed. I would be powerless to stop myself from letting the powerful thrust of my orgasm wake you from the dream-land that was now our reality. "You will calm down", I was told. His presence on the doorstep awakenedes me. I'd woken up earlier because I was so horny in the restaurant. I ran my fingers through my hair. I stood in the center of the room. His hands brought me to my feet. His strong arms wrapped about me. He held me close. The silence between us grew deeper and thicker until he softly kissed my lips. "Let's go out for a while," he said and we left the house in the darkness of the early morning. We made our way to the mall, and he suggested we stay for a bit. We made our way back to the hotel room. It was a bit cold, but the spooky nature of the night had me already anxious..
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