Le Petit Prince

We all supported my husband's idea, even my 16-year-old daughter who was rarely enthusiastic about anything. My husband suggested that I cook some typical Peruvian dishes so that she could get to know our gastronomy.

“Son, tell him to come on Saturday… that way I have time to tidy up the yard and have everything I need for lunch.”

"Yes, ma, no problem... Thanks".

When I smiled at my son, he gave me a charming smile back, which he accompanied with a kiss. I couldn't stop thinking about what I'll cook... It was summer, so I decided I would cook seafood: ceviche, tiradito, rice with seafood, etc…

I also started to think about what clothes I would wear. While I was looking through the summer clothes in my closet, I became curious to know who this boy was. Something unusual in me. I started to imagine different bodies and faces. I imagined him thin, with a very strong back, very long arms and a face like a little prince... I didn't understand why these thoughts were invading my mind, and it was crazy! He was an 18-year-old boy, I had to calm down. I noticed I was a little excited...I didn't understand why those thoughts invaded my mind, and it was crazy! He was an 18-year-old boy, I had to calm down.

-Are you okay?, my husband asked.

-Yeah.. I'm just looking at what to wear for Saturday.

-Ah, very good, because the boy's attendance is already confirmed.

-How good! I smiled.

-My husband smiled back at me as he grabbed a pareo from my closet.

-Hey, why don't you wear this? It looks great on you.

-You think?

-Yes, try it on! He smiled

Once my husband was in bed, I slowly began to undress. At that moment I felt like I was showing myself sexy to him. When I had removed my dress, I leaned forward... It's been so long since I felt wanted!... I wanted him to want my ass... I really wanted him to want me at that moment. I slowly removed my panties and my bra. I slowly turned around with great anticipation so that once my husband saw my breasts, he would quickly stand up and run to caress them... Yes! He will do that, and caress them and suck them like the first time we had sex... I imagined him with his tongue sucking my nipple:

It's been a long time since you turned me on like this... such delicious tits, fuck!

Then I imagined him forcing me against the wall while he quickly pulled his cock out of his pants to penetrate me...

But none of this happened. Once I turned around, both my ear-to-ear smile and the fever suddenly disappeared. As soon as I turned around, I found my husband sleeping.

What a fucking letdown! I muttered as I tried to remember the last time I had made love to my husband. I had always been very frustrated when something like this had happened, but this time I felt like the blow had been harder.

It is true that I have never loved him, nor have I ever felt that our sexual encounters have been the best, but those, although few for several years, had become my only passionate events.

How difficult it is for me to admit these things! Should I tell you what follows? I feel very dirty just thinking about it, but if I did it, it was because my husband is a selfish jerk who only thinks about himself…

When similar things had happened in the past. Curious, I rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door. In front of the bathroom mirror, looking at my face, tears began to fall.

When I saw him asleep I felt very frustrated. I had never felt so angry even though similar things had happened in the past. Furious, I rushed to the bathroom, slamming the door. In front of the bathroom mirror, looking at my face, tears began to fall.

He's a jerk, I kept telling myself… he doesn't deserve me.

While repeating to myself: “He doesn't deserve me” I opened the tap and began to wash my face... As I repeated these words, I began to look at my breasts. “I have nice tits,” I told myself, “I deserve to be desired.”As I repeated these words to myself, I slowly slid my right hand towards my clitoris.

"He won't let me down", I sigh loudly.

I caressed my clit slowly as I hadn't done for a long time while I repeated to myself with my eyes closed "I deserve it." I slowly increased the speed of my circular movements.

Suddenly, a disruptive image appeared in my mind, which was blank. It was the little prince, 18 years old. I imagined a wet body, just out of the water; I imagined a strong chest and very marked abs; I imagined an angel with very strong arms, coming towards me, smiling seductively.

When I finished creating the image of the little prince, I bit my lower lip very hard as my fingers quickly caressed my clitoris. I was in ecstasy like when I was in my twenties.

"I'm an old slut", I felt unfaithful... oh! how hard it is to write this!... My right hand fingers went in and out of my pussy so hard.

Oh my little prince! I thought.

With my breath ragged and on the verge of losing control, I heard myself but as if spoken by someone else, with a broken voice:

Oh, Lukas... fuck...

I remember my body being ultra rigid my heart pounding at a thousand miles an hour my breathing coming in short gasps as if I were about to drown...

Meche, hurry up, I want to pee!