Unexpected Fantasy

[Simple Tania]

Hello my dear friends, it was really a long absence, but don't think I was out of MnF world, not by any chance, sure, I'm not that present now, but I keep good friends and one of them, my dear and beloved friend Ivan was helping me with this story (still is, it's a work in progress), to him I say: -Thank you so much, not only for the awesome translation, but also, for the good inputs and ideas.
Let's talk a little bit about this story, to start with, it's what I called, a TrueFiction, a fiction based in reality, if the 'reality' is mine or not, that's for me to know and for you to imagine *giggles*. I also want to tell you, that things got way out of control, it was meant to be a small story, but then... derailed, and now, I don't even know how to end it, hihihi, let's wait and see...
Big kisses to ya'all
T

UNEXPECTED FANTASY - PART 1 (page 1)

Tess was seated at the table of a well-known coffee house located in one of the city's most modern shopping centers. Presently an employee put a steaming coffee in front of her; she thanked him and quickly brought it to her mouth, delighting in the velvety taste; then set the cup down and inhaled, and remembered. Ever since she'd told Vic that she was going to spend the long weekend at her parents' house (and that he had invited her to spend the night with him on Friday, telling her that if she accepted, he would have a great surprise and that she would certainly be radiant), she had been in a state of excitement and frenzied curiosity, which, even with all her life experience, she could not explain. She tried hard, tried everything, but he - always with a wicked smile on his mouth - managed to hide the surprise and more, managed to make her even more curious. There was no doubt, even though they met a little more than 7 months ago and only made love for the first time two months ago (when her divorce was finally pronounced), that he already knew her very well - and knew perfectly well what to do to leave her in such a state of excitement - that she would do anything he asked. 'Damn it!' She thought as she took another sip of coffee.

Not far from there, Vic counted the minutes for that damn meeting to finally end. It had been a whirlwind of meetings that day: first in the morning with the board for the presentation of the draft, next during lunch time with the team to finalize the last details to be presented in the afternoon, then with the account manager of the firm to check the details of the transaction and finally the video conference with the Chinese investors. After the presentation of the project, Vic sat down comfortably as the financial managers discussed among themselves the numbers of the business at hand, and he was soon lost in reverie… he could only think of Tess, what he would do to her, what she would do to him. That woman made him mad with excitement; while the managers talked, he daydreamed of her and could not avoid an erection right here and now; if there was anything less exciting, it was a room full of suits, potbellied and bald, discussing numbers, but, just by thinking of her, his member had become gigantic. 'What a woman' he thought to himself, and the fact that he, who always lived surrounded by younger women, models, singers, sportswomen and even high-end escorts, had become so enthralled by an older woman, 11 years his senior… and moreover, what he had endured waiting for her: several months of promises, of caresses exchanged for lunch, all the lonely stolen kisses, the accomplices, every small advances followed by great setbacks, the tears on his shoulder and the hugs, until finally in September, she was his - and what a monumental fuck it had been; he was completely caught in the web cast by that wonderful, petite woman! And then… it hit him. 'Crap!' he recalled, letting out an extended groan that made all the heads turn to him; apologizing, he invented a pretence to leave the room, excused himself and went out the door. He picked up his cell phone, ran the phone book until he found the number he wanted. 'Please! Please! Come on, pick up!’ he thought.

  
Steph had just come home after having spent the last two hours enduring a boring customer, a nasty guy with kinky tastes, full of himself and convinced he had the biggest cock in town; she hated him, but being the professional she was and him being a regular customer, she - as always – satisfied his animalistic ego as best she could, for he was sure to brag later to his friends about the fuck he'd given her, and how he'd made her cum about four times. 'Pffff ... as if, you did not even wet my pussy, you freak!' She ventured as she undressed in front of the mirror. Already naked and about to enter the bathtub, she heard the telephone ring. At first she considered not to answer, but then figured it could be some important client; turning back, she saw the number, smiled and answered.