My Fortty So Me Thing

Chapter 16

Joana

If I read the part where I was...

— Huuum! Which part do you want me to read to you? - I ask him

Wanting him to say another part is when he responds by saying:

— I'm very curious to know which part made you so breathless — he says and I think: f**k, now I'm lost!

— That part... — I whisper.

— Yes, I need to know more about this book. Maybe I get inspired and want to do the same things with you — he says, as if it were the most natural thing.

— Forty-year-old, I just need to tell you that this book is very erotic — I say after a while of silence.

My imagination was very fertile. Of course I shouldn't be criticized, after all, I hadn't had s*x in a long time.

— I know and you can read it, I can handle it! — When he says he can handle it, you can't imagine that I'm doing everything I can to not read it. I had already been excited and would be again because of this book.

- Let's go. Prepared? — I ask and pick up the water that I always leave on my bedside table, and take a sip.

- Only a moment! — he asks and I hear a noise, but soon he speaks again. — Okay, you can start!

- Where did you go? I ask, curious.

— I went to close the door. I don't want to be disturbed while I'm talking to you on the phone.

- OK I understand. Can I start?

- Yes! - he answers.

— My forty-year-old man, I'm going to read an excerpt, but without starting from the beginning.

- All good. Now I'm curious — he says, excited.

"Excerpt taken from the book O Delegado, chapter 18, page 133."

"I opened her legs and touched her, feeling her pleasure wetting my

fingers. It gave me a crazy desire to suck that meaty pussy

that she had.

But I didn't, she was sleeping, but her body was

aware that his owner was there to take what was truly his.

I pulled her into my arms and she came willingly and gave a sigh of relief.

happiness, I think that even when she was asleep she knew I was there, or else

she was dreaming of me.

I placed one of her legs on top of my hip and inserted one

finger inside her, and she twitched all over, but continued to sleep. I thought

that she was even awake, but no, she was sleeping soundly.

I put another finger inside her, which began to undulate as if

was having an erotic dream about me."

I stop reading when I realize it was silent and I think the connection had dropped. I decide to call him.

— Mauricio? — I ask and then I hear a sigh, which makes me feel relieved. I thought I was reading at the walls. - Everything is fine with you?

— Yes, I just need a few minutes to get back to normal. — he asks or rather I hear him growl and that made me more excited.

- Ok, I wait. — I respond anxiously, trying to control myself to ask what he thought of that excerpt.

—Was that the book you were reading? — he asks me after a few moments.

— Yes, it was. Did not you like it? — I asked cautiously, I was afraid of hearing his answer and saying that he didn't like it and that he thought I was a pervert for reading these things. And I always heard these types of answers from Leonardo.

And when I remember that traitor, I get upset, thinking I shouldn't have read the book to him. All because of that i***t Leonardo who did a number on me.

— I found it so hot that I'm still holding myself back from going there just to do it to you the way the guy did to the character.

His words come out so seductively that instantly my panties are soaked.

— Don't you want to come here? — I ask, bold and crazy to have my forty-year-old self.

— It's what I want most — he moans and I feel a shiver going through my body as I imagine the scenes he would do with me and I end up moaning. — You want to kill me with that moan, right? — he says, hoarsely.

— I don't want to kill you! — I joke and run my hands over my breasts and notice how sensitive they are.

— Are you touching yourself, my sun? — he asks and I'm surprised to realize that he had gotten it right. This man knew me so well! To the point where I knew what I was doing.