Love And Seduction

My name is Melissa Mayer, I'm 25 years old and I separated a few months ago after a five-year marriage. I'm brunette, black haired, light brown eyes, slim, with a heaving ass and thick legs. I was cheated on by my ex-husband and caught him in bed with someone else, so I decided to move on. Although I've gotten over it, I still haven't been able to engage with anyone again.

My best friend Anne invited me out and get ready for a club, but I wasn't too excited. Anne insisted and convinced me to accompany her. I wore a black dress with a generous neckline on the back, gold heels and a striking makeup, leaving my hair loose. I looked in the mirror and was pleased with what I saw.

We arrive at Barra Music, a bustling ballad from Rio de Janeiro. Anne already knew the place and quickly led us inside. It was at that moment that my eyes met his, a tall blond with a charming smile. I felt my heart stop as he gave me a smile and waved at me. Embarrassed, I looked away.

Anne went to the bar to order drinks and I joined her. I took a sip of the drink she had ordered and felt my throat burn. He appeared suddenly, holding my waist with strong hands. I felt my whole body shiver and my legs went wobbly. I plucked up the courage to turn around and found again the same blond who had waved at me in the doorway.

He asked what a princess like me was doing there alone, as soon as I turned around. I introduced myself as Ane and my friend as Melissa, as I lost myself in those beautiful blue eyes that looked like the sea.

Richard offered to pay for a drink for the two of us, and Ane readily accepted. Meanwhile, I could only admire that beauty in front of me, feeling my body on fire like never before.

To try to control the heat that was taking over me, I decided to go to the bathroom and wash my face.

"I'm sorry, Ane, I need to go to the bathroom," I whispered in her ear so that only she would hear. Desperately searching for the nearest bathroom, I can't believe what I'm feeling for this unknown man. My arousal is on edge, even without him touching me. I finally find the bathroom and run inside, not knowing what to do. My face is flushed, my eyes dilated, my legs shaking, and my body on fire. I try to calm myself down by wetting my neck with water, but the feeling of warmth only increases. I do my best to compose myself, but my arousal is still obvious in my gaze. As I'm coming out of the bathroom, I feel his strong hands pulling me back, making me pound into his muscular chest and inhale his masculine scent. His eyes meet mine and his mouth is too close. He kisses me intensely, making me get wet instantly and wish he would possess me right there. His hands explore my body, while mine cling to his hair. He pins me against the wall, rubbing himself against me, and I feel his cock getting hard. My hands begin to caress him over his pants.

In one swift motion, he pulls me into the women's restroom and we lock the door. I can't take my eyes off the volume in his pants, the adrenaline taking over me, leaving me completely out of his mind. He kisses me with intensity and passion as I lose myself in his arms. When we finally stop to breathe, he kisses me down the neck and runs his hand up under my dress. In one swift motion, my panties rip apart, leaving me completely naked and exposed. I want him with an intensity I've never felt before, I want him to possess me in every way possible. He sits me down at the sink and, in one swift stroke, opens my legs. His mouth takes over my intimacy, making me almost scream with pleasure. I pull her hair and push her face closer to me, wanting to feel it even more. He looks at me with desire and asks me to spread my legs further for him, leaving him with full access to my hot. "I want my tongue all inside that hot," he whispers in my ear, making me even more aroused.

In response to his command, I gave in to his will and spread my legs even wider, allowing his tongue to explore deeper and deeper, bringing me to an intense and extraordinary orgasm that left me completely entranced, something I never imagined experiencing. His skillful mouth sucked all my nectar as I indulged in fantasies of what it would be like to be possessed by him. I was abruptly awakened from these sinful thoughts as his hands pulled me more firmly to the edge of the sink. Only then did I realize that he had already gotten rid of his pants. In one swift motion, he tore open the package of condoms and placed it on his impressively large member, which from the first moment I saw him, aroused in me an irresistible desire. In a single swift stroke, he penetrated me, making me almost reach another orgasm. It was heady madness! This man was an irresistible delight.

"It's going to be hot, I want to see you cum on my cock now." - He talks between one stroke and another.

He fucks with desire, making me hornier than before.

"Eat me yummy, go I want more and more." - I told him, who soon obeys.

"If that's what you want naughty, that's what you're going to get."

He pulls away from me and gently helps me down the sink. He then guides me to lean back over the surface of the sink, positioning my ass so he can continue to penetrate me willingly.

Soon, he leads me to feel intense sensations of pleasure once again, but I realize that he is still not completely satisfied and continues to penetrate me with vigor and rhythm, providing an exciting and pleasurable experience.

I feel a burning in my buttock after feeling his hand touch it, but I confess that it caused me a mixture of pleasure and arousal.

"Roll on my beautiful cock! Yummy cum, I want to cum with you cumming." - He spoke in my ear between one moan and another.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum again," I said when I felt my legs wobbly.

"Cum go, I want to cum with you delight!"

I once more, and he cums right after, I've never experienced anything like it, this stranger broke up with me, we're trying to catch our breaths when we hear knocks on the door, only then do I realize where we are, my God what madness!

As I pack my dress after leaving the bathroom, I notice that my panties are no longer in place. The man I've been with helps me get ready, but we don't exchange words, just complicit looks. As we leave the bathroom together, we are watched by two security guards and a few women, but I don't care as I just had the best sexual experience of my life. After searching for my friend and not finding her, I decide to leave. I say goodbye to the man I've been with, but I didn't have the courage to ask for his number, being embarrassed at the time.

Lying in my bed after a relaxing bath, I reflect on the amazing night I had. It was a delightful experience and I would do it all over again. That stranger brought me to ecstasy. His touches, kisses, and hands were divine. Every detail still makes me shiver, and my intimacy burns with desire for more of that stranger whose number I didn't have the courage to ask. The warm night was so much better than any experience I've ever had with my ex. Now I realize that all I needed was the right partner and the courage to experiment. Casual sex can be amazing, exciting, and delicious, and I want more.

I ended up falling asleep as I relived the moments of pleasure in my mind. When I wake up, I decide to take a shower to cheer myself up. I need to be ready to deal with my crazy friend who's sure to show up soon. As the hot water from the shower falls on me, my mind goes back to reminiscing about yesterday's hot times, causing my body to go up in flames again.

With trembling hands and burning bodies, I can't resist touching myself. My right hand holds my breasts while the other slowly descends until it reaches my intimacy. When my fingers meet my clitoris, my body twitches in a delicious shiver. Each caress makes me feel more and more pleasure, and my moans invade the entire environment. I quicken the pace of the caresses, feeling the horniness intensify inside me. I insert a finger into my intimacy and begin to stroke it as my moans get louder and louder. Finally, I explode into an overwhelming orgasm that makes me completely dizzy. I lean against the wall, trying to catch my breath, and head back to the shower to finish my shower. I wash every inch of my body carefully, feeling a little sensitive after orgasm. When I get out of the shower, I go to the bedroom and throw myself on the bed, wrapped in the towel. I can't stop thinking about the stranger who drove me crazy the night before and I feel like an idiot for not asking for his phone.

Lying in my bed, I reflect on my life, remembering what I was like and how I fell in love with someone who didn't deserve my love.

But at the same time, I can't help but think of the stranger who made me feel sensations I've never experienced before. Every touch of his on my body turns me on, just thinking about him makes me hallucinate.

He touches me with his skillful hands and kisses me passionately, leaving my lips red and swollen instantly. Our bodies blend into an intense, pleasurable fusion, and I feel completely surrendered to it.

When he penetrates me hard, I immediately and he continues with his fast, firm thrusts, pushing me to the edge of pleasure.

He pulls me by the hair as his hands caress my waist, making me roll on his cock and beg for more and more.

His hoarse voice in my ear encourages me to cum again, and I feel myself on the edge of the abyss of pleasure.

Suddenly, I'm interrupted by someone shaking my body and I wake up scared.

"What's going on?" Ane asks me, worried.

"I was just lying here and ended up falling asleep," I respond quickly, trying to disguise my embarrassment.

"I heard your moans, I thought you were getting sick," she insists.

"It was nothing, Ane. I have nothing to tell," I say, knowing I'm in trouble.

...

I need to get rid of these obsessive thoughts about the stranger. It was just a casual and pleasurable adventure. Now, I need to focus on my real life as Mel, the hard-working girl who always follows the rules.

Today I still have some time to relax and rest before I go back to work tomorrow. I am my father's assistant in his company, and we will have an important meeting with the new partner tomorrow. I need to be prepared to help my father in whatever is needed.

Suddenly, Ane interrupts me with questions about the moans she heard. I try to convince her that it was just a dream where I hurt myself and ended up moaning involuntarily, but she seems suspicious.

"Fool me that I like it, Mel," she says.

I find his absurd ideas funny and ask sarcastically, "Why else would I be moaning, Ane?"

She replies with a mischievous smile, "Maybe you weren't having an erotic dream?"

As I get up and grab my robe, I realize I'm still naked. Ane asks me where I went, and I tell her the truth: I went to the bathroom and when I came back, she was gone. Ane, for her part, tells me that she met a guy and ended up going to a motel with him. As she speaks, I can't help the stranger from the night before come to my mind.

I try to change the subject, but Ane insists that I'm very holy and need to let go and enjoy life more. I go to the closet to get dressed, but Ane keeps following me and talking about the wonderful night she had with the cat she met.

Ane doesn't stop talking about the night she had with her new stayer, but I can't stop thinking about the stranger who made me feel things I'd never felt before. Should I set purity aside and give myself to someone as Ane suggests? My marriage ended a long time ago, but I still feel afraid of getting hurt again. As I get dressed, I try to push those thoughts out of my mind and enjoy my day off.

...

The alarm on my phone keeps ringing, how annoying. It's time to go to work. Yesterday, my friend Ane stayed home late and talked non-stop, I like her a lot, but sometimes she can be a little tiring.

I get up and take a shower. Then I choose a dress that fits to the knees, make a bun with a few loose strands in my hair and put on a light makeup. To finish the look, I put on a blazer and a pair of high heels. I feel good and comfortable with my choice.

When I arrive at the company, I go directly to talk to my father. Although I am your assistant, I value my professionalism very much and treat all colleagues equally, without privileges. When I get to your door, I knock a few times and wait for your invitation to come in before I say:

"Good morning, Father. I am here to inform myself about the tasks I must fulfill today and to ask if there is anything that can help you. I want to contribute to the success of the company in an efficient and responsible way."

"Good morning, daughter. Is that okay with you? How was your weekend? Your mother and I thought you would come home for lunch with us, but it seems there was some misunderstanding."

"Hello, Dad. I'm fine, thank you. My weekend was quiet. About lunch at home, I'm sorry if there was any misunderstanding, but I hadn't agreed to go this weekend. Anyway, we can arrange for another time. And as for dinner, it will be a pleasure. Please let mom know that we can schedule. Now, I need to get back to my activities. There's a lot of things to do on my to-do list."

While reviewing some documents, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. As I allowed my way in, I came across a man standing behind my father. My reaction was one of intense fright, for I immediately recognized who this man was. I tried to get up, but my legs faltered, and my heart raced, almost jumping out of my mouth.

"Daughter, allow me to introduce Ricardo, our new partner."

I was completely paralyzed when I saw the unknown man in front of me. My voice faded, and I didn't know how to react. Should I hide or run up to him and ask to repeat the dose? These crazy thoughts invaded my mind. But I quickly pull myself together and stand up, holding out my hand towards him. He takes my hand and gently brings it to his lips, making a shiver run through my entire body. Despite the embarrassment, I notice a slight smile on his face, indicating that he noticed my reaction.

As soon as they left my room, I was completely lost and not understanding what had just happened. I couldn't believe this was actually happening, it seemed like a big coincidence. Worst of all, I couldn't tell anyone, and it made me desperate. How should I behave in his presence? Memories of Saturday night invaded my mind, and just the thought made me get hot. I got up and started shaking myself, feeling an urgent need for water. I left the room uncontrollably, completely forgetting what I was going to do, and went straight to the bathroom.

I threw some water on my face, trying to cool off, but this heat that took over my body wouldn't go away. I froze at the sight of her image reflected in the mirror and wondered if she was going crazy. I didn't hear any noise at the door, so it could only be my imagination.

"Mel, what a delight to pronounce that name! Even better it'll be when I've you." Says Richard approaching.

"How did you get in here?"

He approaches me as I look into the mirror, and I notice his presence from behind. Although my entrance was through the door, my nervousness increases when I notice its proximity. I don't know if it's the adrenaline rush or the fear of getting caught here, but the desire of the previous moment still lingers in my mind. He continues to stand, staring at me while I remain paralyzed. In the blink of an eye, his hands touch my body and his mouth is on my neck. I feel totally surrendered to this unknown."

Suddenly, I hear voices outside the door and despair. I can't get caught in here with a man, especially being the daughter of the business owner. You have to keep up appearances and lead by example. In a hurry, I push the man towards one of the booths and ask him to be silent. The idea of getting caught up in a situation like this is scary, and it would be a very big scandal if someone found out.

I feel his body again glued to mine and his mouth on my neck. Suddenly, two women enter the bathroom, talking excitedly about the new partner and how attractive he is. Still under the effect of adrenaline, I find myself feeling jealous and strangely feeling this feeling. But women don't stop talking and it starts to irritate me, making me lose my temper.

I need to get out of here or I'm going to end up going crazy. This man is pushing me to the edge of horniness. He lowers the strap of my dress and starts sucking on my breasts while one of his hands is on my ass. I'm so wrapped up in this moment that I don't even notice when women come out of the bathroom. I want to moan, but his mouth soon covers mine, silencing my moans.

After an intense moment of pleasure, my dress is at my waist and my panties in pieces on the floor. He sits me down on the toilet and lifts one of my legs, his mouth sliding into my intimacy and I snap into an intense orgasm. Still panting, he kisses me and I feel my taste in his mouth. Suddenly, he stops, straightens my dress and walks out of the cabin, making me and craving more.

Before I leave the cabin, I grab what's left of my panties and throw them in the trash. I get ready and look in the mirror. I'm totally red, my hair is messy. I pack my bun, wash my face again, and pluck up the courage to leave the bathroom. I can only think of how he was able to leave me like that.

I feel like I need to get away from this man, I can't let these situations repeat themselves. Even though I have to admit it, he is very attractive and confident, which makes everything even more complicated. But I can't let him dominate me like this, I need to stand my ground and not let myself be carried away by his charms.

After leaving the bathroom, I avoid looking around, afraid that someone has noticed what I just did. I hurriedly enter my living room.

I cannot allow Richard to continue to disturb my inner peace. Although it's not my usual behavior, it's been occupying my thoughts in such a way that I can't focus on anything else. I was so distracted that I didn't even notice his presence standing in my doorway, and I have no idea how long he was there. It's hard to believe that he's come back and is now before me.

I realize that I am standing up, as if I am being drawn to the supernatural power that this man wields over me. I can't explain where this feeling comes from, but it's clearly visible in me. However, I need to find the strength to resist and not give in to that power.

"As soon as he approached my office, I politely asked what his interest or need was."

"Calm down, my beautiful."

"Calm down, please. I would like to remind you that I have a name and I prefer that you refer to me by my name instead of calling me 'darling' or 'beautiful.'"

"I'll be happy to pronounce your name when I'm you!"

"I'm sorry, but we won't be able to continue the conversation now. My dad just arrived and is calling us to go to lunch. Can we go?"

"Daddy, where are we going? - I asked as soon as my father appeared at the door of my living room.

"Melissa, I came to invite you to lunch with us," he replied.

"I'm ready," I replied, grabbing my bag from the table. As I walked with them to the exit, I thought about how I would like to have a moment of tranquility. At least, with my father along, I wouldn't risk falling into temptation."

"I'm relieved that Ricardo is going in his own car and I can go with my dad. Maybe it's crazy in my head, but I feel like it's best to keep my distance from him as much as possible. All of this is happening because of the damn ballad, if I hadn't gone, maybe things would be different."

"Why did I decide to take Ane's advice?"