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Dave actively searches for a good movie to watch on his phone, nothing out of the norm, as the two of them had previously watched movies as a family with their sisters, brother, and father.
Elena slides her hand until her fingertips touch his thigh, but she quickly pulls back, her eyes filled with doubt, the image seeming more like an accident than a premeditated action.
Dave asks, as he brings the phone screen closer to Elena. —"What do you think about this.?"— Elena glances at the phone screen without much interest, and a grimace forms on her lips, followed by a faint murmur, "Mn," because her mind was still distracted, thinking about taking action to secure her future. —"Perfect, I'll buy two or maybe three."— These words make Elena frown and look more closely.
On the screen, a set of designer sportswear appears: supreme the black color: (pants, sweatshirt, and t-shirt). After adding that outfit to the online shopping cart, Dave scrolls to another similar outfit, but in red. —"How about this one.?"— Elena's eyes light up, and she comments. —"How about blue, red, or white.?"—
—"Why not all of them.?"— Dave replied, adding a purple outfit and a green one alongside the others in the cart.
Elena rolled her eyes before suggesting other types of clothing such as jeans, patterned t-shirts, sweatshirts, button-down shirts, or more formal attire such as business suits with a vest, jacket, and tie.
They then moved on to the sneakers, shoes, sandals, and slippers section, buying two to three pairs of each, but Elena's eyes widened in amazement when she saw that Dave spent half of the 40,000.
Leaving only 22,000 in her account.
For the first time, Elena felt the pressure of being forgotten by Dave and immediately ran her fingers down his thigh. She said. —"You've already renovated your entire closet."— With that, the guy nodded at Elena's words, but just as the woman was about to open her mouth again, a white notification tab appeared on her phone screen: [Roberth just updated his status to single.]
Both Dave and Elena stared silently at the notification tab that appeared at the top of the screen for a few seconds.
Elena's reaction was to grit her teeth, followed by a smack of her lips, "Mich."
The guy immediately ignored her attitude and tried to change the subject: —"Do you want to order something.?"— Before the notification disappeared, Elena asked. —"Who's that.?"— pointing at the phone screen.
—"It's Dad's account."— Dave hadn't finished answering when Elena tapped the notification tab and a picture of her husband, Roberth, from behind appeared. He was entering a small store in the mall.
—"That son of a bitch."— Elena shouted furiously, then added. —"He told me he didn't have any money left."— With that, the woman got up from the couch and went straight to the kitchen, disappearing in seconds.
Dave looked more closely and found several details, along with other images added to that post, where his father appeared with a woman and a couple of girls buying various things like clothes and shoes.
Upon returning from the kitchen, Elena was annoyed, pouring and downing a glass of whiskey in one gulp. Before pouring her next drink, the woman looked at the other images on her phone screen.
When the woman finally finished her second drink, she placed the bottle on the small table in front of the couch and sat back down next to Dave. This time, as she placed her hand on the boy's thigh, she deliberately moved her fingers up a little higher, almost touching the shaft.
—"What do you think about teaching that bastard a lesson he'll never forget?"— With that, the woman runs her fingers under his boxer shorts, inches away from touching his withered shaft.
—"What's on your mind.?"— Dave asks, feigning total ignorance, but he feels Elena's cold fingers move over his balls and a shiver run down his spine.
The woman has a bright smile on her lips as she notices the reaction on the boy's face, and just as she's about to announce her next plan, it doesn't take long for the shaft to react.
Elena seems very amused and even lets out a laugh that only lasts a few seconds before being replaced by her eyes as wide as saucers. She covers her mouth with her only free hand, her gaze fixed on the silhouette formed under the boxer shorts, while the balls between her fingers seem to swell.
—"What's your plan.?"— The guy's question comes at a perfect moment and completely breaks the silence in the living room.
She begins to babble, her gaze glued to the silhouette drawn between his legs. —"I'm, um, um, I was thinking about taking some naughty photos."— With that, Elena swallows a mouthful of saliva, but her fingers continue to knead the guy's balls.
Seconds later, Elena releases his balls and moves her fingers along the long, hard shaft of flesh, wrapping her fingers around the shaft. She gasps at the hardness and thickness of the member, then she moves her fingers of up and down, stroking the entire length of the hard shaft.
The subtle movement of Elena's fingers makes Dave close his eyes and enjoy the moment, to the point of leaning his head back on the back of the couch.
—"Wait a minute, I'll be right back."— Elena says before getting up and running toward the stairs to the second floor..
Dave takes the opportunity to take off his shirt, pull down his boxers, and leave them around his ankles. After doing so, the guy closes his eyes again and rests his head on the back of the couch.
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After going up to the second floor, Elena immediately goes into her bedroom, grabs her cell phone from the nightstand, and stands in front of the mirror, taking a series of photos of herself posing in her sexy outfit.
With the photos taken, the woman looks at her reflection in the mirror, wondering: (What the hell do you think you're doing, Elena.?) Remember, she's a married woman with children, and a few minutes ago she was happily playing with the guy's balls.
Not only does she not feel the slightest remorse, the woman is already counting down the time until she can return to the living room and pick things up with Dave where they left off, as if this were the most natural thing in the world.
Just thinking about having that impressive shaft in her hands again makes Elena's skin prickle, nipples hard, and her juices emerge, leaving a wet spot on her panties as a sign of her arousal.
It was obvious that something strange was happening to her body and mind, since yesterday she wouldn't have dreamed of doing such obscene things with Dave.
Elena was thinking more about exacting her own little revenge on her ex-husband, and with this in her mind, the woman returned to the living room, completely ignoring the wet stain that was barely noticeable due to the dark color of her panties.
Upon reaching the couch and seeing Dave completely naked, the woman frowns, raises her hand, and opens her mouth, ready to protest and cause a huge fuss, but her voice never reaches beyond her throat, while her eyes never leave his impressive member.
Although the guy's body is as thin as a noodle, there's a good chance he can improve his appearance, and since he'll be training a lot, his physical change is inevitable.
With these kinds of justifications in mind, Elena technically leans back with half her body on Dave. —"I'm really sorry, honey, I think I'm a little drunk."— followed by a laugh that's too scandalous for Elena.
(Drunk... are you drunk?) The boy thought before looking at Elena's still-smiling face, remembering Aunt Aurora's party where Uncle John, her husband, was hiding his last bottle. He cried because Elena had finished two of her three bottles of Scotch whiskey, worth $1,200 each, and the woman acted like she was drinking water. But today, after just two glasses of cheap liquor, she says she's drunk.
Dave presses his lips together tightly before exposing his entire lie. —"Okay, where we left off, honey."— Elena commented before moving her hand back up to grasp the shaft and slowly moving her fingers up and down the stem.
Elena begins to move her hand three to five times, stimulating the shaft before asking. — "What's its size.?"—
Dave lets out a sigh and lets the woman act on his shaft however she wants before answering. — "It's only 9 inches long and 2.5 inches wide."— Elena lets out a long gasp upon hearing the answer and adds, — "Shit."—
Then the woman admits her mistake and covers her slightly flushed mouth. — "I'm sorry, honey. Any woman would be impressed by the size."—
— "I know, I used to be only 5.5 inches long and 1.2 inches wide."— Dave commented with a hint of sadness in his voice.
—"Wow."— Elena says with obvious astonishment and continues. —"It was very similar to your father's."— These words puzzled Dave, who stares at Elena in amazement. She asks silently, pointing at the boy's head. —"Is that why. True.?"— The boy immediately nods silently.
—"I knew it."— the woman says, continuing to move her hand along the shaft.
—"How about we get started.? With our revenge."— Having said all this, the woman brings her face a few inches from the shaft as she parts her lips, she ready to devour at any moment.
—"What will revenge be like?"— the boy asks, feeling the woman's warm breath on his hard flesh.
—"Nothing weird, just simulating some hot photos."— Elena comments, without taking her gaze off the shaft, while repeatedly moistening her lips and swallowing the excess saliva in her mouth.
—"Okay... What do I gain from all this.?"—The boy's question came at a good time, causing Elena to stop her fingers completely, and she said angrily. —"What are you trying to insinuate, you damn ungrateful brat.? Don't you want to help your mother with her revenge.?"— Elena only paused her fingers for a few seconds before continuing to stimulate the shaft.
After gathering enough courage, Dave answers. —"It doesn't work that way." —Then he adjusts his waist and thrusts his hips upward, hitting the tip of the shaft against one of Elena's cheek.
Feeling the heat of the hard flesh against her face, Elena grips and presses the shaft firmly against her face. This action only lasts a few seconds before she moves it away from her face. Without thinking about the consequences, but with enough determination in her eyes, she says. —"No, no, I'm not going to give you a blowjob. At most, I'll finish the handjob."—
Dave noticed the woman staring at the shaft, and she insistently wet her lips just inches from his member.
It's only a matter of time, and with a different kind of focus, before Elena gives Dave the blowjob he wants so much. The guy nods silently before commenting, without much enthusiasm in his voice. —"Fine, you win, as we started."—
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