Alex

I find myself in front of that stubborn woman, who was felt and moved by me, and I am very bewitched by her. “We have to get back to the living room before your maid comes knocking again,” she says sarcastically.
- Jealousy? - I ask curiously. - No. Not at all! she says firmly. “The only thing I have to worry about is your safety.
- That's great. Tomorrow, don't forget that we have a plan to follow. “I remember.” No problem, my love. - She mocks, she goes to the door, opens it and says: - Oh, before I forget, save my gun for me?
I watch her lift her dress and reach for the gun. Seeing those wonderful legs made me want to lock the door, send everyone to hell and enjoy your body again. - Is there a problem? she asks me when she sees that I am silent.
“Um…no…,” I stutter. - No problem. You'd better put your gun away yourself,” I say, pointing to where she should put the gun. I close the drawer and hand her the key. - Thank you. — She thanks her and goes towards the door, but before she leaves, I call her and say:
— Thank you, Jackeline! I say dying to pull her into my arms. - No problem. she says and runs away, leaving me there alone, lost in my thoughts.
I spend some time in my office reflecting. I hear screaming and go out to see what's going on. In the living room, my kids and Jack are playing games and laughing hard. That scene brings me an indescribable peace of mind, the loneliness I felt for a long time is gone. Jackeline looks like a different person with the twins, I watch them, having some more fun and go to my room. I take Sarah's picture, caress her face and start to say:
"Sarah, my love!" How I wish you were here to meet Jackeline! I say smiling. "I miss you so much!" - I comment sadly, hugging the picture frame and continue venting: - But since I met Jackeline, I don't feel alone anymore. — I put her picture frame on top of the nightstand, and I stare at her picture. “Sarah, this woman is driving me crazy! I want to slap her and at the same time I want to love her madly. — I laugh to myself. 'All I know is that she won me over with her gruff way, her way of talking… I don't know what to say… I just know that you'd like to meet her if you could.'
— Uh! — I hear a cough, I look at my bedroom door and see that Renata is there looking at me a little strangely. I can't imagine what's going through her head. “Yes,” I ask, wanting to know why she's there, at my bedroom door.
— Mr Mendonça, is your guest going to spend the night here? - Renata asks and I notice in her face how much she is not enjoying seeing Jack here. - I don't know, but if that's the case, I'll let you know - I answer still looking at her face and seeing some emotion pass through there again. Uh... I see! She says quickly and walks away.
I leave my room and go back to the living room. I sit on the couch, Little Star comes in my lap and I start to caress her, Jack says, I see them playing. "So you're going to spoil her?" - Jackeline jokes.
- It will be? — The urge to say that the only person I want to get used to badly receiving my caresses would be her and I'm sure she would kick me. Ah, I want to say that I want to receive that kick that would come from her. Honestly, I think I'm going crazy. Wanting to spank this woman just to feel her hands on my body again.
I continue to cuddle and play with the puppy that turns her belly up. for me to continue. - She liked you! - Jackeline says, I notice a hint of jealousy, I like it and I decide to provoke her a little. - She knows I'm irresistible! — I tease her and get a look that if she could kill me I would be dead and gone. — Really you think so, huh? - She answers jokingly and I know there's a touch of irony in her sentence. - Of course - I answer in the biggest cock face, winking at her, who laughs. - Jack, Jack. Now it's your turn — Caio calls my little boy. — You better get back to the game — I joke and she laughs again.
I sit there listening to the conversations and end up falling asleep.
Some hours later...
“Alex…” I hear a voice calling me.
- What's it? - I wake up scared to face Jackeline, and I smell her delicious perfume. - You slept? - He says and I feel better on the couch. -Sorry, this never happened to me - I reply embarrassed and sit down. - Don't be sorry, you're tired, it's normal - she says.
“I'm very tired. Where are the twins? - I ask, worried. - They're sleeping like angels - she says with a beautiful smile. - You should have woken me up - I say embarrassed. "Did the twins work?"
'Nothing, Senhor Mendonca.' They're sweethearts — he says again, calling me sir, but that will soon change. — They really are. But like all children, they love to prank. And one of them is curl up to sleep - I comment , smiling. "It would be weird if they didn't," Jackeline comments. - Well, I have to go - she says, already picking up the puppy in her arms and heading towards the door. — Jackeline! — I call to her when I see she's leaving and I didn't want her to go.
“Speak up,” she replies and comes back to stand in front of me.
“Sleep here tonight,” I ask and she looks at me in surprise.
"Better not, Senhor Mendonça," she replies. — We'll talk tomorrow. — Jackeline, for God's sake! Stop calling me Senhor Mendonça,” I ask in frustration. "Sleep here, we have a separate room and don't worry, I won't attack you!" I joke, she cracks a smile. and says. - Alex you are an asshole! - She says and continues saying: - You think you're the last cookie in the package, huh? - Jackeline mocks.
- Yes, I know that. And you also already know that you never forget to call me an asshole - I reply smiling. - Glad we agreed on something - she jokes and continues to say: Thank you for hosting, but I have to go. Little Star and I have to have our beauty sleep — she jokes. — Stubborn woman, my God! I groan in frustration, getting up from the couch and walking over to her. I keep looking at her in the hope that she will give in to my request. “Okay. I'm going to sleep here,” she finally relents. — I just need a bowl to put water on. — Hallelujah! I scream. "Now we're going to get a bowl and some newspapers for Estrelinha," I say and call her to go to the office. “If I'm not mistaken, I think I have some newspapers in my office.
After we get the newspapers, we go to the kitchen to pour water into a bowl, and I lead Jack and his dog up to the guest room. We talk along the way and Jack comments ironically. “Alex, your maid isn't going to be happy to hear that we're sleeping here. "Jackeline, she doesn't have to like anything!" I own this house,” I answer seriously. "I'm the boss of this house and not her?" — Unintentionally, I end up being rude. — How idiotic you are! She grumbles, rolling her eyes. “Sorry, but it's the truth!” I reply awkwardly.
- No problem, now we need to sleep - she says and I take her to the room next to mine.
"Yes, we really do!" - I declare, quickly opening the door to her room, when I get a suspicious look and smile at her who looks at me and says. - Alex... - She warns me and I there smiling at her as if I hadn't said anything. - Jackeline... - I answer with the biggest face. - I hope this isn't your room - she declares still looking suspiciously at me. - Jackeline! Don't worry, this room isn't mine, it's your room,” I warn and show him the same room as mine.
- Wow! What room is this? She whistles in awe.
- Well, it's yours - I answer confused, does she not like it?
I didn't understand her astonishment, as the guest room even looked like mine. It had a big comfortable bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, TV, fridge and of course a bathroom. “I know the room is for me, but don't you think it's too big? she comments. "Jackeline, please don't start!" I say, afraid of what she would say next. "Can't I stay in the maid's room?" she asks. - No, you can't. Now, be a good girl and stay in this room without making trouble,” I say playfully. - Okay - she replies and looks at the room still in awe. I show the room and the place where Estrelinha can stay, I take advantage and indicate where the bathroom is.
“If you want to take a shower,” I say, dying for her to ask me to take a shower with her.
“I think I will, yes. Thank you,” she says thoughtfully, and I'm upset that she wasn't going to invite me to accompany her. “Wait a minute. — I go out, I go to my room, I get a shirt and a boxers and I come back. - Where did you go? - she asks curiously. - I went to my room to get these pieces of clothes for you to sleep comfortably - I answer her. - Thank you! — She thanks awkwardly, I could see that her face turned red. — Anything you need, just call me — I warn, making it very clear that I really wanted her to call me. — I don't think I'll need anything, no , Thanks! She thanks him and we leave. - Goodnight! Sleep well. — I say goodbye reluctantly. How I wish she slept with me. - Good night! She says goodbye to me.
I leave the room, but I didn't want to leave. I go straight to mine, undress, leave it on the armchair, turn off the lights and lie down. I try to sleep, but I can't. Every time I close my eyes, I imagine Jackeline taking a long shower. - Damn... - I complain, seeing my excitement.
My cock is erect and my hands go on automatic, I take it out and start stroking it lightly. The image that starts to pop into my mind is of her in the bathroom, water running down her beautiful tits that I was dying to suck. Her hands taking the soap, passing through them and down that belly, she goes down a little more and reaches that delicious pussy.
“A Ah…” I moan again as I jerk off while doing the jerking motions, which start out light and build up as I imagine Jackeline in the bathroom.
My thoughts go further when I see her on all fours on the bed, all naked, running her tongue through her mouth wanting to suck me. My hands start to go numb and I soon realize I'm coming.
“Jackelineeee…” I scream and groan when I see that I've come. I was there on the bed, shaking after an orgasm like that. My breathing is labored and when I calm down, I head straight for the shower. I change the sheets when I get out of the bathroom, get dressed and try to sleep, but I can't, while sleep doesn't come, I turn from side to side. I finally fall asleep and continue to have sex dreams about my sledgehammer.

The next day...