Having sex at 40
Helena Naionara · Completed · 216.6k Words
Introduction
But before she gets there she gives in to temptation and gives herself to an irresistible stranger. But, holy hell, the moral hangover hits hard and she runs away like a runaway cat.
But destiny is a son of a bitch and decides to play a trick on this story: that stranger is her new boss. Now, Deborah will have to struggle to deal with the sexual tension in the office while trying to hide the fire that burns inside her every time she looks into that scoundrel's eyes.
Chapter 1
Today is the day I turn forty years old. I look in the mirror and see some wrinkles and gray hairs starting to appear. Forty years is a long time.
I have always dreamed of finding true love and forming a happy family. But so far, that hasn't happened. While my friends are married and have kids, I'm still alone.
Today, I decided that I don't want to wait any longer, love be damned!!! I want sex! I spent my fucking life a virgin! waiting for a prince charming who would make me happy and give me many children, but now I'm forty years old and I can't wait any longer and as my best friend Vanessa says, I have to give before I die a virgin.
So here I am, sitting in front of the computer, trying to venture into a dating site “date.com”. I fill out my profile and add a photo of myself, a provocative one with the caption, “I just want sex ala carte, forty years old and no time to waste.” It doesn't take long and I receive a message from a guy called Mr R.
I was surprised, but I decided to talk to him.
"Hello Mr. R. I saw that you liked my photo, I would love to see one of yours too…"
"And I would love to show myself to you, but this screen is too small for that!"
"Our! You're making me more curious! Why all this mystery?"
"Many people only care about status and appearance, I don't want them to think of me just as an object."
"I understand…but then why are you on this platform?"
"The same reason as you, I want a lover to satisfy all my desires, and all of hers too, of course, but I haven't found one that attracts me, until now."
"Since you are direct, I liked it, so are you attracted to me?"
"Completely. I hope I can see you soon, I need to know if you are real!"
"And I need to satisfy the curiosity you are causing me!!!"
We exchanged messages for a while and I discovered that we have a lot in common. He is intelligent and knows how to use words, I feel my legs warm up just talking to him, even though I don't know what he looks like or his life, I feel attracted to him.
After a few hours of conversation, he asked me for a date, where we would put all this stupid talk to the test, I felt a good feeling in my chest, excitement, and anxiety. I'm nervous about this hasty decision but I'm not going to wait for my hair to turn white before experiencing what life has to offer.
"Vanessa!!!! help me, I found a date but I don't know what to wear!!!!!!"I spoke on the phone with my best friend since my first day of work, we are stuck together.
"Firstly friend, FINALLY!!!! Saint Deborah will follow my advice! You know, if the guy can't handle it, I have some friends who are crazy to get you, you're so pretty like that, you really have to give it, darling, or you're not going to die a virgin!"
"Okay, I already followed your advice, now can you help me?"
"Black dress, tight, with spaghetti straps, the one with a slit that shows legs, red lipstick, and high heels so this boy will freak out when he sees you and for the love of God! Leave your hair down!!!!"
"Thanks best, you saved my night! I'll tell you everything later, I'm super nervous, my nerves are on edge."
"Not then, tomorrow, don't you dare come home a virgin Deborah Fontes!!! You'll be nervous even if it works! Kisses have a lot of fun."
...
At nine sharp a beautiful black car stopped at my door, the driver got out and opened the door for me; “Miss Deborah?” , “Yes, it’s me!”, “Mister R. sent me here to take you to your meeting place” he handed me a rose with a note.
“Dear Deborah,
I'll be waiting for you in room 557, I prepared a surprise and I hope you like it. Kisses Mr. R." Increasingly mysterious, how can I resist this man?!
The driver took me to a five-star luxury hotel, which on another occasion I wouldn't even have dared to enter. Everyone seemed to be waiting for me, from the doorman smiling as he opened the door to the receptionist giving me the VIP card for the hotel's penthouse, whoever Mr. R is, I know he's super-rich.
When I entered the elevator I came across a monument of a man, tall and strong with tanned skin, hair as black as ebony, and dangerous blue eyes wearing a super chic Italian suit, I immediately got nervous, I had never approached a guy as handsome as that, he He looked at me from top to bottom as if he had x-ray vision examining every detail of my body.
I felt my heart speed up and my hands sweat, everything was so new and exciting, he seemed younger than me, but not young to the level where they would think I was his mother, just a little younger, with an experienced look and that would turn you inside out in the blink of an eye.
"How strange it is to see such a beautiful woman, unaccompanied". His voice was deep and hoarse like thunder with a joking and teasing tone, at that my heart fluttered, the elevator seemed to be getting smaller between the two of us, and I felt like a little sheep going to play with the big bad wolf.
"I came to meet someone!" I said in a provocative tone, pretending to be disinterested, but my expression ended up giving me away because he gave a sideways smile at my sentence, I felt the elevator heat up.
"What a lucky guy, it's a shame... I bet you wouldn't like to make him wait?" he looked me up and down, showing the power he already had over me, I felt my throat closing and my body getting hotter and It was more like it was going to boil, everything was boiling inside me, I felt scared due to my lack of experience but that irresistible look hypnotized me.
"That depends, if I have a good reason, I have no problem making him wait!"When he heard me he pressed the button that stopped the elevator, opened the buttons on his suit, and advanced on me like a wolf.
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