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Friday night arrived, and as promised, I dressed in the fitted dress Gerardo had instructed me to wear. I made sure to look impeccable, with perfect makeup and hair. When I arrived at the office, he was already waiting for me, dressed smartly, with an approving smile on his face.
“You look stunning, Mariana,” he said as he looked me up and down. “Come on, the car is waiting for us.”
We got into the car and headed to one of his friends’ houses. During the drive, I tried to stay calm, but my heart was pounding. When we arrived, Gerardo took me by the hand and led me to the door. The house was large and elegant, with a well-kept garden and an impressive entrance.
We were greeted by Carlos, one of Gerardo’s friends, who took us to the living room where two other men, Andrés and Javier, were already waiting. When they saw us arrive, everyone stood up and Gerardo began to introduce me.
“Mariana, these are my friends and partners: Carlos, 55, Andrés, 50, and Javier, 43,” Gerardo said, pointing at each of them. “Guys, this is Mariana, my new partner.”
The men looked at me with interest, their eyes roaming my body shamelessly. I felt a little uncomfortable, but I smiled and greeted them politely.
“Nice to meet you,” I said, trying to maintain my composure.
We sat down and began to chat. Gerardo and his friends talked about business and other topics, while I struggled to participate in the conversation appropriately. Throughout the meal, I noticed that the glances of Gerardo’s friends became more and more brazen and lustful. Their comments and compliments became more and more daring, but Gerardo didn’t seem bothered; in fact, he seemed to enjoy the situation.
After dinner, Carlos suggested we move to a more comfortable living room. Everyone agreed, and we headed over. The room was cozy, with leather couches and soft lighting. We settled into the couches, and soon, conversations began to become more suggestive.
Carlos sat down next to me and began to speak to me in a low voice.
“Mariana, you are really beautiful. Gerardo has good taste,” he said, moving closer to me.
“Thank you,” I replied, feeling a little uncomfortable with his proximity.
Gerardo watched the scene with a smile on his face, and soon joined the conversation.
“Mariana, don’t be shy. We’re here to enjoy ourselves. Relax and have fun,” he said, stroking my arm reassuringly.
Little by little, I let myself get carried away by the atmosphere and the lustful glances of the men around me. The situation was strange, but at the same time, I felt intrigued and excited by the attention I was receiving. The comments and caresses became more daring, and I began to relax and enjoy the moment.
Gerardo, noticing my change in attitude, came closer and whispered in my ear.
“Mariana, I want you to feel free to do whatever you want. You’re here to enjoy yourself, and I want to see you happy.”
I nodded, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. The night was just beginning, and I knew I was about to cross a line that would change my life forever.
Gerardo took me by the hand and lifted me off the couch.
“Come on, Mariana, I want to show you something,” he said, guiding me toward a door at the back of the room.
We entered the room and Gerardo closed the door behind us. Without wasting any time, he pushed me against the wall, his hands firm and dominant. He looked at me intensely, and I felt a mix of nervousness and excitement run through my body.
“Mariana,” he said in a low, commanding voice, “tonight, you are mine.”
He kissed me with a fierce passion, his lips crushing mine. His hands began to unbutton my dress quickly, letting it fall to the floor, exposing my lingerie. Without wasting a second, his hands roamed my body, gripping my breasts firmly, his fingers pinching my nipples through the lace.
He led me to the bed and pushed me down onto the sheets. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pants, freeing his erection. Without warning, he lifted my hips and slid my panties aside, his fingers exploring my wetness.
“You’re so wet, Mariana,” he murmured with a crooked smile. “I knew you’d like this.”
Without further ado, he entered me with a strong and determined movement. A moan of pleasure and surprise escaped my lips as I felt his member filling me completely. He began to move with a rough and constant rhythm, his thrusts deep and fast, each one taking me closer to the edge.
Gerardo’s hands tangled in my hair, pulling at it as his hips moved hard. The sound of our bodies colliding echoed in the room, mixing with our moans and gasps. I felt the pleasure building up inside me, each thrust bringing me closer to climax.
With a sharp movement, he flipped me over onto the bed, putting me on all fours. Without pause, he entered me again, his thrusts even deeper and faster in this position. His hands gripped my hips tightly, pulling me towards him with each movement. I felt his pace quicken, his breathing becoming heavier and more erratic.
The pleasure became unbearable, and I knew I was close to climaxing. With one last powerful thrust, I felt the orgasm rip through me, causing my body to tense and my moans to turn into screams of pleasure. Gerardo continued to move inside me, his own moans indicating that he was close to climaxing. With one last deep thrust, I felt him tense up and then release his semen inside me, filling me completely.
We stayed like that for a few moments, our breathing heavy and our bodies shaking. Finally, Gerardo pulled away and dropped down beside me on the bed, his hand running possessively up and down my back.
“This is just the first night, Mariana,” he said hoarsely. “There’s much more to come.”
I stood there, catching my breath and processing what had just happened, knowing that tonight I had crossed a line that would change my life forever.
I left the room with my clothes half on, trying to compose myself while the adrenaline was still running through my body. As I walked through the door, I felt the gazes of Gerardo’s friends, their eyes scanning me with lascivious interest.
Andres, a tall, robust man, approached with a crooked smile on his face. “Looks like you and Gerardo had a good time. Would you like some more fun?” he said, his voice heavy with innuendo.
Javier, younger and more athletic looking, joined the conversation. “We could make it worth your while. We’re willing to pay well for your company,” he added, pulling a wad of cash from his wallet.
I felt overwhelmed by the situation, but the temptation of money was undeniable. I remembered my debts and the desire to return to my studies, and although I knew I was crossing a dangerous line, the need was stronger.
“How much are you willing to pay?” I asked, trying to maintain my composure.
“Enough to make you feel well rewarded,” Andres replied, moving closer. “What do you say, Mariana? An unforgettable night for all of us.”
I felt a knot in my stomach, but I nodded, ready to move on. “Okay, but it’ll be next week. I want to be prepared.”
The men exchanged knowing glances and nodded. “Perfect,” the young man said. “Next Friday, then.”
Gerardo smiled, pleased with the situation. “I’ll take you home.”
I left the house feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation as I said goodbye to the rest of the men. Gerardo drove me home in silence, letting my thoughts swirl over what I had agreed to.
