Helios

by Anja Fuerst

  - Honey! - Through gritted teeth, Robert groaned calling for me.

  Blast screaming loud and handing me the pleasure. He also broke me twice more, and then surrender to orgasm.

  After the mixture of sensations unplugged from the world around us, we sat, still holding each other, leaving everything to return to its proper axis. As if it were possible. I put my head on his shoulder allowing my body to rest moments so entrancing.

  All my muscles ached and drowsiness returned to dominate me. Robert, with strong arms around my waist, preventing me to leave. He kept his face buried in my neck and I wondered why we were taking so long in that same position. Why not hung out or talk? I began to get restless.

  - Do you use birth control? - finally. It took, but the bomb was dropped.

  I closed my eyes tightly understanding the message. I could not get pregnant. He could not have a child with his mistress. He could not demoralize his wife. My heart raced. What was I doing? Why had I allowed me to go so far?

  - We had sex without a condom. It was not what I meant, but ... I can not think coherently when we're together.

  - Do not worry. I will not get pregnant - pulled away a little of it.

  - What's it? - He pulled me back into his arms.

  - Anything!

  - Melissa ... - warned.

  - You - his eyebrows came together in a clear confusion. - It makes me feel bad for having agreed - his lips formed a thin line.

  - It would not be fair to Tanya if you get pregnant, do not you think? - of course not. It was not fair nor the fact of us being sex. I sighed heavily, but just nodding and diverting my gaze. - Honey! - He called me sweetly. - Do not think about it.

  - I will not think. I'm so tired I can not think of anything - gave the matter closed.

  Robert gave me your smile perfect crooked. I'm sure my eyes took on an extra shine. Where the hell was I getting myself into?

  We raised and he went straight to the shower. I did not have the same layout. I reached a robe that was bent over the sink, one that had been left there for me, and wrapped in my body. Served perfectly. If he had robes that size and taking into consideration that Robert was much taller and stocky than I could only assume that other women have been in that house. My will was to throw it in the trash, though I could not act this way, then forced myself to drive this thought. Nothing could charge him, as had already accepted.

  I lay in the big bed, allowing me amused irony, and my body thanked by so comfortable mattress and the pillows perfect. I think I slept at the same time.

  ***

  I felt something warm on my lips and the feeling was very hot. After the void. Again something hot and then empty. Sleepily realized fingers roamed my scalp with care. I snuggled even more the pillow. The same warm and soft feeling lingered on my face and then my ear.

  - Go to sleep all day? - Robert broke into my thoughts. I still dreaming? - Wake up, honey! - Wiggled my legs and a little uncomfortable indicated that I was sore. I moaned softly. His hand lingered on my hair. - Wake up, honey. You need to feed.

  The kindness in his voice encouraged me to wrap it with my arms. He laughed softly. The heat felt came from his lips. I had an urge to kiss him again. I searched for him that corresponded with the same ease. A sweet and quiet kiss. Then he pulled back and laughed. I opened my eyes slowly and clearly filled my vision.

  - I'm still the monster that will mess up, roll and sweeten your life. Watch out! - Joked making me smile.

  - I really careful. You are a great monster. Very competent at what you do - Robert turned to kiss me and wrapped my legs. A slight pull in the belly reminded me that could not really abuse my body.

  - You need to eat something.

  - What time is it?

  - Four o'clock - my eyes widened. I slept so much? Shit! He had lost all sleeping late and would need to go. - Why are you so upset?

  - We have to go.

  I spoke softly afraid to break the spell. I did not want to go. I wanted more of it, but should not stifle it with charges, not our first official day. He had made it clear he spent every night at home with his wife.

  - We do not have. I arranged everything - looked for some trace to indicate your joke, but found nothing. It was true. We spend the night together. My smile was revealing. - I'll be meeting at night and go to sleep in a hotel because of the distance. I've done it a few times. It was very difficult to convince her.

  Again I felt terrible. The feeling of guilt throbbed in my brain. I was being a thief, the usurper, the wrecker. All though they were not married as they should be, but they were still together, even if only in appearance. And the concern he had in hiding, could only think that maybe it was not so.

  - Again thinking on this subject? - He was still sweet.

  - I need to eat - I mention Robert up and stopped me.

  - Honey, please! Forget. It's not like you think. It's just ... complicated. It's all much too complex for me to allow you to get involved - should not get involved. Comment given and understood. There would be no room for feelings in our relationship.

  - All right, Robert. I just need to take a bath and feed me - his eyes were analyzing me as if trying to find something in me. I raised going to the bathroom to take a long, relaxing bath. Without the influence of my head.

  When I left, he was not there. I looked for my clothes, but found only a red sweater with details on transparent income and bare back. Beside a thin silk robe, also red. The accompanying panty set. I took it between his fingers and I was embarrassed just looking. It was all income. So small and delicate that it could be torn with the teeth.

  The thought caused a knot at the bottom of my stomach. I wanted him to do that. The front and the back of the panties were the same size, different only because of the fund had a bond that I predicted to be the only part that would appear when put.

  Robert, once again, had thought of everything. He wanted me in these clothes. Dressed only for your pleasure. It was frustrating and soaring at the same time. My body was a field where right and wrong guerrilhavam.

  Dressed as he had made it clear he wanted, I left the room. I met him in the corridor, wearing only baggy pants and slippers. His bare chest caught my attention. I wanted to touch him. The panties certainly not resist, for she was completely wet. Oh my God! How could he have that devastating effect on me without even touching me?

  - I was going to get it. I thought I had slept in the shower or drowned in the bathtub - her smile was mocking and I was embarrassed, as always.

  - Excuse me for sleeping so much.

  - Do not apologize - reached my waist. - I see that my gift fit perfectly well on you.

  - You have not seen everything - challenged.

  - I'll check. As soon as you put something in your stomach - Robert put my back to him and hugging me led me to the kitchen. - I hope you like Chinese food.

  - You cooked? - I was amazed.

  - No, I ordered takeout - revealed scratching his head and narrowing his eyes. I laughed.

  - I imagined.

  - I know how to cook. You'd be surprised at my perfect technique to fry an egg.

  - Ah! It would be really amazing - I sat in the chair he gently pulled her to me.

  Robert served me with a little food he had bought. The smell was very good. He also served and turned on the TV. Fuck! Another huge point belonging to him that only made me remember something else. What was my chief problem with the size of their properties? I shook my head and laughed alone. Will this was his intention? Make the women while they were in their universe, they were all the time remembered how much he was ... Great?

  Given the screen I saw that he had tuned into a news channel, most focused on the economic financial market news, business. I loved that channel. Robert began to eat with their eyes glazed on the screen. I looked at my plate and then to the couch. I took everything and left to sit in it, getting in front of the TV. After a few seconds, my boss was at my side, with plate in hand and attention on the ne
ws as well.

  We ate in silence until we're done. It was so easy and pleasurable stay that way with him. Dean never let me hear anything interesting news. He was commenting while the matter was still displayed. Robert not. He was interested, like me, to follow what was happening in the world.

  - Well, Miss. Economist, you have to tell me about all that watch? - Provoked.

  - You know as well as I do that already anticipated these events. The market remains strong, which leads me to believe that their companies are on the right track - he grinned. With a hand gesture, he encouraged me to continue. - I found it interesting that group of students scientists shame that there is not enough resource for their project. I think if they had adequate investment certainly would obtain an astronomical success. It would be a big win for the company decided to invest in them.

  I looked at him askance. If he thought I felt insecure in my chosen profession, I was very wrong. Robert sighed and nodded with my speech. Then he removed the plate from my hands and got up to take them to the kitchen. When he came back he was different. Much like Mr. Carter, with whom I worked, than with Robert who was in bed with me a few hours.

  - Your eyes are not only beautiful but are also wily - started our conversation. - And your pretty little head is not only to think of bullshit - narrowed my eyes making him smile. - On Friday released the necessary resource for the development of their project. Theoretically they work for me now and I am the sole owner of project progress. Congratulations, Miss. Simon! It was an excellent analysis - my heart raced. He was praising me? Not by my physical or sexual skills, but in my professional capacity. Wow!

  - It was a good deal, Mr. Carter - he just nodded.

  We some time in silence. Robert seemed to be an internal conflict, with the body projected forward and elbows on knees. Fingers crossed and resting his chin, stared into space. I did not move and breathe avoided because there was no way of knowing what was going through his head. After a while thinking, who knows what, looked at me. His eyes had changed again expressing desire and admiration. My skin tingled with that new attitude.

  - Come here.

  He called holding my hand and pulling me onto his lap. I sat facing him and on his knees. Robert leaned against the couch, his hands went through my robe. The touch of your fingers along with the silk on my skin was simply intoxicating. Perfect! Quickly I could feel how much he wanted me and my body just gave the green light for him.

  - Melissa! - He whispered longingly. Robert pronounced my name as if savoring a sweet. - You are completely aphrodisiac - pulled my face with his hands for a hungry kiss.

  What I had to react so I had no idea, but was enjoying being completely aphrodisiac for him. It was like having super powers and delight me with them. The idea to have it in my hands was hallucinating.

  I touched his bare chest, holding our kiss and let my hands reached where they wanted. Just above the pant Robert was amazing. My fingers ran the entire length thereof. The contact made him throw his head back moaning. It was too tasty watched it feeling pleasure, especially when it was provided for me.

  I pressed her palm on his cock making him feel as wanted and he groaned louder. Robert untied the knot of my robe admiring me with hungry eyes. He pulled a piece of my body kissing my shoulders and stroking my back in order to raise a little sweater. His hands went down to my ass and he held and squeezed an extremely sensuous care. His lips went from my neck to the shoulder, but his eyes were somewhere behind me. I looked back and saw curious what both called their attention.

  - Mr. Carter Safado.

  He laughed in my neck, because I'd just surprise him looking at our reflection in the TV behind us. As was off, our image was reflected perfectly. He had raised the nightgown to glimpse my ass. I funny and at the same time warm. Too hot.

  Robert pulled my shirt, leaving me only in panties, sitting on her legs. The small and fragile piece, which he had bought for me just for your own pleasure. And it was so tiny in the background just his tie could be seen. I felt fantastic.

  I moved me about your erection just when he grabbed one of my breasts. It was my turn to moan. Robert playing, licking, sucking and biting the tip already swollen. I was loving it.

  I held his cock and took from inside the pants, massaging it in light movements and a little pressure, while my hand up and down. When I reached the end, he was a gentle, circular motion so that my fingers caress the tip and then down again oiling its entire length. He groaned and moved. With strong claws tore my panties, breaking it into pieces with just one pull. The looked scared. Deep down I was astonished and enraptured. It had been sexy.

  I do not know where you got a condom, but in a few seconds, she was in his penis and even less time, Robert was already pulling me, sitting down hard on his hard member and sinking me. We moaned together. I knew my body was claiming the excess, at the same time I could feel him complain for more contact.

  It was the hottest conflict that has lived. Because every climb relief is presented, however every descent could enjoy an extraordinary mixture of pain and pleasure. As in the bathtub, my body gained its own life and found myself in a sensual and safe movement while riding.

  Robert howled with delight when I left him almost out of me to wallow then bringing it back. I was never so bold, but with him, I not only wanted, but needed to do, and who lacked air, or water. Desperately needed him inside me as longed to hear their appeals and delusions.

  His hands roamed my body not staying long anywhere. Now he stroked and squeezed my ass, now explored my breasts, now led me around the waist and pulled me by the hair now seeking my mouth. I could not say what she liked most. I just liked.

  Our pace has increased making me delirious. Deduced from the way he reacted, my body announced an internal explosion, perhaps the greatest of all. My arms sought the couch to support Robert leaving between them and rebolei harder getting it every comes deeper. Soon after the numbing feeling overwhelmed me.

  With the difference of a few seconds he also surrendered. There was a distinction in this for every other time that happened during that day, or every time we had sex. We surrender to pleasure watching us in the eyes, watching each other. It was magical and perfect. Much better than all the other times of my life.

  With this voluptuousness, and holding our gaze, Robert stroked my face. Your reflected by low light, which already announced the night, looked like the face of an angel. I have not got tired of looking at him. Only then I realized that our vision was recognition. He looked at me as if recognizing me, from some point in the past. Of course it was impossible. Our age difference proved this impossibility. However my heart warned me with the same feeling and realized that, in fact, I recognized that she was in love.

  Robert was everything I always sought, even without knowing it. It was what I completed, eliminating the void so long I tried to fill. But how? His eyes told me the same thing, however I could not believe it. We had an agreement and in it there was no room for love. He was married and had no intention to separate, not now. So why look at me that way? Why are your eyes told me that he too had recognized me, I was also what was missing to complete your life? And because I felt as if I was seeing myself as in a mirror?

  I looked away and thanked the low light. He could not realize that I was about to cry. Slowly got up and sat beside her on the couch, letting my head rest on the back. It was a whirlwind of thoughts that did not leave me.

  The sound of rain hitting the pool access door, caught my attention. I leaned over to look in her direction and Robert was looking at me. It seemed as scared as I was. What was happening? I held his gaze as I could, and then he looked away.

  - I think I need a bath.

  He left the room without another word. No wonder if I would accompany him or at least give me a kiss. Just up and left. My heart was pounding and tears escaped. I bit my lips stifling a sob. I was in love with him. The greatest of all errors that could commit. It should be just sex, nothing more than that. But I fell in lo
ve me.

  Holy shit!

  After the bath, and a huge waiting, Robert returned fully recovered from our shock. I was recomposed using my nightgown with robe over without panties, lying on the couch. He held me tight and kiss my lips tenderly. It was as if nothing had happened.

  Cold, aloof, impassive and completely frustrating. Holy shit!

  I had also had enough time to recover my mask and I decided to play the same game as him. We talked nonsense and we have seen some more news with Robert always me asking questions about what he thought interesting. I answered all, but inside, my head just acted mechanically, preventing degrading thoughts once invaded me again.

  He usually talked to me, however, he did not return to touch me, which made me even more depressed. The expectation gnawed at me inside every movement of his hands or every look. But he did nothing. Before ten o'clock finally decided that we should sleep. He held my hand and led me to the bed, undoing it. When we lie, he kissed me tenderly, then with a simple "good night", he closed his eyes and slept embraced me. In a few minutes he was given to sleep.

  Throughout the night I caught an internal battle. What was discovered not let me have peace, especially with him clinging to my body, his breath warming my skin and her beautiful face delivered to the dream world so full way, any kind of problem or confusion could transpire. He looked like an angel sleeping. I wanted to touch him, but he surely wake up, and I was not prepared to face him.

  It was almost one in the morning I could not lie to her. I tried to be careful enough to get rid of his arms and down the bed quietly. I walked around the house like a ghost plagued by causes unresolved.

  I not want to think. Much less discuss with myself about what will allow to happen. Just trying to find a way to shut my mind, leave it blank so that nothing would bring me some peace.