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Two weeks had passed since that magical evening on the apartment building rooftop. The rest of that evening I made my way back to the restaurant and Jimmy hardly even noticed my absence, even though I was gone for forty five minutes. He just asked me what took so long, I told him I went for some air after I finished in the ladies room and that was that. Though the next day I made sure to go get the morning after pill, my sexless marriage means there is no point for contraception normally.

As for Eduardo, I know nothing. I just had the best sex of my life with a man that disappeared as fast fast as he appeared. Though I do still think of that night every day. Every time I close my eyes my mind starts putting me back there, I can see him and feel him, heck I can even smell him. Once the kids are all in bed asleep I often go into my room, pull my wand out from the bedside and masterbate to that vivid memory.

Today I’m going to go shopping for Halloween supplies, with that coming around the corner. Dressed in my autumn boots, blue jeans and a casual, white knitted jumper that ended at my knees, I head to the front door leaving my two terrors with the sitter. It’s rare I go out by myself, so I make sure I jump at any opportunity that I have.

Stepping out the front door, into the brisk October day, the sun is shining but denying us its heat, I get into our family car that’s sat on our driveway and make my way for the local shopping mall in the city.

The mall is fairly busy, filled with all the stay at home mums doing their weekly shops and some young adults hanging around the food courts. I’ve gotten most of the sweets I require for all the trick or treaters, two shopping bags full in either hand. That’s when I see him again, his perfect self walking towards me. “Good afternoon my beauty, may I help with those?” He asks as he takes the bags from me. Dressed in boots, jeans and a white t-shirt, tight enough so I can see all his defined muscles looking like they want to just burst out.

He accompanies me to my car, carrying my bags. We made some small talk though I found it hard to keep up a conversation as my mind just kept flashing to him in that rooftop, making me all flustered. “I know a place nearby that we can have a coffee together” he says as an invitation. “Yes, that sounds good” I reactively reply without even thinking. We arrive at a local independent coffee shop, I nice cosy place with coffee available from all over the world. We sit together in a little booth, me with an americano, he with his black no sugar. “What happened to you the other night? You just vanished.” “Sorry, I had to be somewhere. Though I achieved my goal and made you happy did I not?” “Yes, but, it would have been nice to get to know the man I just cheated on my husband with” “Wouldn’t that kill the mystery and the fun if it?” This time he gives me a smile that weakens me and makes me just want to lay on this table for him, this feeling makes it so can’t even reply. “Why don’t we head over to my place, let you learn about me intimately?” He asks again with one eyebrow raised. “Please” I reply, again not even giving myself time to think of my response.

The journey there is relatively quiet, I don’t really try to talk, I just followed his directions. It was about a twenty minute drive, just outside the city, the other side from where I live. I pull up to a set of big iron gates, with what seems to be a large manor at the end of long drive. He gracefully exits my car and presses a button on the intercom to the side of the gate, I can’t hear what he says but then quickly hops back in as the gates start opening inward, allowing us passage.

I pull up to the front, four large columns holding up this large portico, then two large doors leading into what I can assume will be a large entry way. “You really live here?” I ask in shock. “Yes, its a home passed down through generations.” “Then why is someone with this amount of wealth playing ambient music in a restaurant?” “Because I knew you would be there, I thought it a good way to meet you. Now shall we go in?” Again that smile appeared that made me defenceless, I couldn’t do anything but follow his lead into this house.

As I imagined, we walked into a entrance with a grand staircase in front of us, walls adorned with all sorts of artworks. I turned to look at Eduardo, a man dressed as common as could be, looking very out of place now. My mind screamed that this isn’t right, something is very off here. He took my hand, that now familiar warmth from me memories spread up my arm as he started leading my down a hallway to the right, silent all the way until we came to the door he wanted.

Inside this room was a white tiled floor, ornate walls, with a couch in the centre, facing the most beautiful fire place I have ever seen. “This room, this house is incre…” I started as he interrupted me with his hand reaching then caressing my cheek. “Let’s do less talking shall we?” Then it was like a sudden fire filled me inside. This amazing amount of passion filled every inch of me, in that moment I needed him, there and then. I threw my self at his lips, aching to feel his tongue with mine again. Reached down with my hands to undo his jeans, I felt his hands start pulling my jumper up. I had undone his button and zip, then put my arms so he could remove my jumper.

I dropped to me knees before he could even start removing my bra, I needed to see, to feel his cock again. I pulled his jeans down, the put my hand into his boxer shorts and fished his large cock out. My hand could only just hold its whole girth. I opened my mouth and devoured him, I can’t explain what had come over me, but after his words, all I can think about is having him inside me again.

I sucked and slurped all over his rock hard cock, loving how it felt and tasted in my mouth, listening to his groans of pleasure, it was like sweet music to my ears. After what seemed such a short time with sexual craze I had been driven too, he lifted me up and placed me on the sofa, laying on my back. With ease he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off, leaving me in just my matching black lace bra and thong.

He stood, large cock standing hard from his underwear, exploring me with his deep brown, beautiful eyes. The anticipation of what he wanted to do next boiling inside me. Just as it was about to boil over, he pulls me up by my arms so I’m standing, then easily lifts me by my behind, I wrap my legs around his god like body and our mouths meet, tongues battling, all while I can feel his cock against my wet and aching pussy, blocked by only the thin black satin of my thong.

Before long, I felt his fingers reach and pull my thong to the side, like he had on that fateful first night. Without that thin barrier blocking its entrance, his cock starts sliding in, opening up my hole. My eyes widen and mouth agape, the ecstasy flooding through me as I feel him enter me inch by inch. “It’s like you where made for me baby.” He whispers into my ear, sending goosebumps all over my skin.

He starts lifting my up and down his perfect hard shaft, my pussy clinging tightly to him. Our moths still have not ceased their mad exploring of each others. His cock stroking me in all the most sensitive of places and teasing others I didn’t know I even had. I didn’t know how much I could take, the pressure inside me building, needing to breathe from all this kissing. Like a mind reader he pulls his head down to my neck, kissing and nibbling, though that on increased the pressure.

I exploded, like a pressure canister in high heat, I screamed his name “EDUARDO!” As all the electricity of orgasm flushed through all my nerves, starting from my pussy outwards, to the rest of my body. He kept lifting me up and down, making this wave never ending, keeping me moaning, my mind was almost blank, only one thought remained, that was him, this man sent from the heavens.

As it subsided, he laid me back down on the sofa, legs still quivering. I watched as he finally undressed, first his shirt revealing his body, perfect, as if sculpted. He kicked of his boots, dropped his jeans and underwear then pounced to my feet, pulled of my soaking thong, then gently pulled my feet apart and shuffled forward on his knees, ready to enter me again.

It didn’t take long, having that view of him, unobscured by clothes, my legs wrapped around what felt life warm stone, his deep brown eyes looking back at me, devouring me as they surveyed my body, from my legs to my eyes. I came again, hard.

I woke up to him dressed again, kneeling on the floor, stroking my cheek. “Welcome back to the living” he said with a smile. “What happened?” I ask, dazed and confused. “You passed out there, thought I had best stop and let you recover for a bit.” “Oh god” the embarrassment rising, filling my face. I couldn’t believe I had passed out from just sex. “Don’t worry, it happens. Though I don’t mean to be rude but I must make my leave again.” Before I can respond, he is gone. Just like that night on the rooftop.

I put my clothes back on, smile to myself then make my way back home to relieve the baby sitter.