Chapter 245 - I Don't Mean to Hurt You - mtres
Veronica
I was waiting for him to respond after seeing everything.
"As long as you don't make me dress up like that silly fashion," I made faces.
"Honey, it's not a silly fashion, it's a demonstration of family unity. And if you don't like it, well, you'll be the odd one out, because the Sandoval family and the twenty-fourth will be dressed the same." He stared at me.
"Beautiful, I'm not going to wear any of that crap."
"Fine. I love you," she smiled, kissed the kids, and then me.
"I'm going to take a shower before dinner."
I smiled and headed to the elevator. With four kids, it was a big help. I put the kids to bed and went to find Ines. I heard her crying in her room, and when I entered, she wiped her tears.
"Are we going to have dinner now?"
"What's wrong, Ines?"
"Nothing, dear."
"If you don't tell me right now, I'll call your seven kids and tell them you were crying. What do you think they'll do?" Her eyes looked at me with sadness.
"Dear, I beg you, give me a few days to tell everyone. I promise that on the night after Christmas dinner, I'll tell them. Just give me these days, dear."
"Only if you tell me."
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Arnold
The first semester classes were over, and today was the first of December. Tomorrow Lupe was going home, and I would stay a couple more weeks for my specialization. I finished my second degree courses a week ago. Due to her three-month incapacity, she didn't complete hers.
Because the young lady was as stubborn as a mule, she didn't take care of herself. That's why they sent her on mandatory bed rest, and she only listened when I took her to the clinic, where they hospitalized her. Seeing that they would keep her there for a month, she agreed to follow orders.
For the first month and a half, she did both degrees remotely, and I helped her with the assignments. I did her administration work from Colombia, but I tried pedagogy and didn't like it. We were still in a... I don't know what we had. For now, I had kissed her whole body, and we hadn't gone further because of her ribs.
I couldn't stand it anymore. I had respected the deal, and every time I saw her walking around the apartment with her hair down and her cartoon underwear, it made my dick harder than I ever imagined. To the point that I dared to buy her a variety of panties with childish designs.
For the past two weeks, I had them in my closet and was too scared to give them to her. I didn't want her to think about a serious relationship. Our deal was that I would try to have only one woman, and so far, I hadn't slept with anyone, not even her, which is why I was so desperate to have sex with the Little Frog.
Starting tomorrow, I wouldn't be able to see her as I liked. Lupe only traveled to the ranch with me, and at home, she stayed in bed most of the time. On Sunday, we would return, I would head to Colombia, and she would stay in the apartment. I installed cameras to make sure she didn't decide to clean the bathrooms or move the furniture around; she used to do that to keep busy.
The only thing she did was prepare her food, which I was a big fan of. That little girl cooked like an angel. I admit that when I returned from Colombia, I looked forward to Wednesdays. We hadn't crossed the line of sleeping together. No matter how much we kissed and tasted each other, because I had even licked her ass, and I liked seeing how much she learned.
At first, it was frustrating to teach her how to suck it well. But now she gave me excellent blowjobs, and the orgasms had been amazing. Maybe Roland was right. It was gratifying to know you were the only one who knew the looks of desire on the person you liked, molding her to your preferences.
Seeing her kneeling between my legs while she swallowed my dick, showing me those incredible curves that drove me crazy. Luckily, no one could read my thoughts; otherwise, the guys would tease me. But the truth is, I liked spending time with Lupe. So much so that at the ranch, even her parents thought we were a couple, and we hadn't denied it, but we both knew it very well.
"Güerito!"
She was back. She went out to buy the Christmas gifts. Once we got Veronica's message, she went out to buy them, left lunch in the fridge, and hadn't returned. She treated me like a child. "Damn! I also had to buy gifts, and now I had a bunch of nephews."
She opened the door to the room and found me stepping out of the shower with a towel around my waist. I had spent the afternoon working out after studying with Mole, the new head of security for the Italian mafia.
"If you keep looking at me like that, Tadpole, it's going to get hard."
I said, and it was no lie. My blessed Siren with her tan skin got me hard in a matter of seconds, though I was starting to think it was because I hadn't been inside any vagina for months, only in the mouth of a Tadpole.
"It gets hard no matter what," I smiled. "Besides, I don't even want to imagine the perverse thoughts you're having with that mischievous look on your face."
"I was just remembering how damn exciting it is to come in your mouth." She blushed, and I burst out laughing. "Did you bring my Christmas present?" I put on my best puppy dog eyes.
"Anyone who sees you would buy it. And yes, I already got all the gifts for the important people."
She came closer to kiss me. What I loved about her was that fresh almond scent. And how beautiful she was to me.
"You got me hard," I said in a husky voice in her ear.
"It was already hard, I didn't do anything." Her eyes glistened.
"I know you, Siren." She squeezed, and I let out a moan.
"I want us to move to the final stage tonight."
I got even harder when she said that, and the damn Tadpole ran her hand from the tip of my penis to my testicles… I lost. I lifted her up, squeezed her buttocks, carried her to my bed, unbuttoned the dress she was wearing, and saw the dalmatian underwear she had on.
"Guadalupe, are you sure? Once we cross that line, there's no going back."
"I want to do it." I saw that nervousness in her eyes, and it turned me on even more.
I delighted in kissing her, every part of her skin. I had every mole on her body memorized, and those three moles in a row on her butt drove me wild. Seeing her shiver when my tongue passed over her vagina, feeling her vibrate and giving me that scream of lust when she reached her release in my mouth.
"Lupe, are you sure?" She stared at me, sighed, and sat up.
"You don't usually ask so many questions. It seems like the one who's unsure is someone else." I looked at her, caressed her cheek.
"Lupe, we don't have anything serious. I don't want us to be boyfriend and girlfriend, none of that."
I was bringing her down from that cloud where, maybe, we had been stuck during this semester of studying. I had gotten so used to her, and I needed to stop it; I didn't want to hurt her.
"Having sex means..."
"I get it, Arnold, calm down. Maybe you're right."
She took her dress and underwear, her expression was indifferent, she kissed me on the lips, and left the room. I was left naked with my erection still throbbing. I had no problem if she just wanted sex, but I wouldn't give her anything more than that.
If my decision was final, why did I feel like such crap? I wrapped the towel around my waist, went to her room, and didn't see her. As I approached the bathroom, I heard her crying. She had gotten her hopes up, and I definitely needed to put a stop to this. I sat on the bed to wait for her to come out; we needed to talk about it. Ten minutes later, she came out and was surprised to see me.
"What are you doing here, Arnold?"
"I wanted to see if you were okay. I heard you crying."
"Yeah, and don't worry, it's clear to me now that we'll just be friends with benefits, enjoying the pleasure." She smiled. "I accept. I'll be very honest with you, Arnold."
"You always have been."
My heart was racing, and at the same time, I was happy to have things clear with my Tadpole.
"You know how I feel about you. I want you to be the one to teach me everything." I smiled. "This friends-with-benefits relationship will last until one of us falls for someone else, likes someone else, or gets involved with someone else. Do you agree?"
"I accept." I said. For a long time, I'd dreamed of melting into her body.
"Do you swear that while your penis is in my vagina, you won't be with anyone else?"
"That seems fair." She smiled without looking at me. "Lupe, I know your feelings are on a different level than mine, and I don't want to hurt you."
"Look, blondie, what I feel is and will be my problem. But I want to learn with you what remains to be learned, and I have it very clear. It will only happen in your room or mine. Only here will we be lovers. Outside these doors, we will be friends or acquaintances. If you see me with someone, respect it and don't interfere. I'll do the same. Do we have a deal?"