7. A unique first time

After taking a relaxing bath in the jacuzzi, Amanda opens the wardrobe looking for something to wear according to the moment she is about to live, it will be her first time, it will be the first time she undresses in front of a man, it will be the first time she sees a man in front of her, willing to possess her. She never imagined her first time in that way, she always dreamed of being in the arms of the man she loved and giving herself to him, out of love.

"Who told you your life was ordinary, Amanda?" She rebukes herself as she looks in the mirror. "Nothing in your life has ever been easy, why did you dream that your first time would be different?

She feels a lump in her throat and wants to cry, but she doesn't want to look vulnerable, or feel sorry for herself. All this was his decision, now he had to bear the consequences of his actions. When the expected time arrived, she put on her pink silk dressing gown and looked at herself once more in the mirror. He heard Paul's footsteps approaching, and his heart began to beat rapidly.

Amanda was nervous, trembling with fear, it was her decision to accept Pablo's proposal; Now he couldn't help what was about to happen between them. Pablo, meanwhile, goes to his boss's room, has sex with that girl and that's it. It was better not to fill yourself with false expectations. Still, he's surprised to learn that the girl he'd barely known for hours had become so special in his life. It wasn't the first time he'd been attracted to the woman his boss's choice. Alexios had become something of a rival to him; First it was Elena, from the first moment he saw her he felt that she was the woman of his life, only that for her there were more important things: money and power.

"Elena, let's run away together." I've saved my savings, plus you know I'd do anything to be by your side.

"I can't do what you ask of me, understand that Alejo would kill us, besides I don't love you, ours is just pleasure, good sex I don't deny it, but there is no future between us.

Those words are still in his head, spinning non-stop. Now she was in front of Amanfa, it was two drops of water, except for the color of her hair and skin, Elena was a little darker. But her face, those full lips that although she hadn't kissed them, she already imagined their texture and taste. He slowly approached her, Amanda watching him and trembling inside. He grabs her by both arms and pulls her closer until he feels the warmth of her skin. He feels her heavy breathing, the perfume of her skin, he can see how she trembles and her skin bristles.

"I don't want your first time to be a bad memory. She nods, he grabs her chin and begins to kiss her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, as she waits to feel his lips in his.

Pablo notices her anxiety, smiles and hugs her lips with his, Amanda feels her body begin to burn with the moisture of her lips and her playful tongue going in and out of her mouth. She feels her vagina contract over and over again, she's never felt anything like this before, that makes her a little self-conscious about reacting to her instincts. Still, when Pablo slides his hands down her back and pins her to his chest, she feels her legs slipping away and holds on to his neck with both hands. He leads her to the bed, takes off her silk robe and leaves her with the bottom, holds the strap and also lowers it to gently kiss her shoulders, her nipples stand up like a pair of soldiers going into battle, a first moan escapes his lips, as he continues to go down a little more, a little bit more and more.

He caresses the roundness of her breasts with his hand, and prepares to taste them one by one, then brings them together and slides his wet tongue through both, while a river seems to overflow inside her vagina. Amanda moans for the second time, it is impossible to hide that she is enjoying that moment, Pablo tried not to be weak but in matters of the heart, what you think is never what happens. He continues to climb down, the robe slipping and falling to the floor. She closes her eyes, she doesn't want to see him face to face, Pablo kneels down and kisses her belly, with his lips and tongue he draws the outline of her lower abdomen, she trembles, trembles with desire and pleasure, the fear is gone, she wants to be his.

Pablo kisses her pelvis before going inside to test her vertical lips, his tongue makes its way between her folds and she feels like she is going to explode with pleasure. He spreads his legs a little so he can poke around uninhibitedly. His tongue goes back and forth through the slit that separates his vertical lips. He notices that she is sufficiently aroused and lubricated. He gets up, she watches him, he kisses her again, this time with desire, with greed. He lays her down on the bed and begins to undress, Amanda wants to close her eyes sadly, but she doesn't want to miss the spectacle of seeing Pablo naked, of contemplating that Greek God undress and show himself completely.

His pectorals are firm and defined, his abdomen seems chiseled by Michelangelo himself. He starts to pull down his boxers, she closes her eyes, that's not as far as her curiosity goes. He hears her laughter, he knows she's not used to seeing a man in front of her, he kneels, spreads her legs again, Amanda arches her back wishing he would drive her crazy again with his lips and tongue. He leans forward, he fits his body between her legs, she can feel his breath close, he opens her eyes and meets hers, Pablo places his phallus in her vagina and slowly moves to penetrate her, he feels her wetness, her warmth and her narrowness, it is the first time for him too, the first time he is with a virgin woman, She's agitated but she doesn't stop him, unexpectedly she caresses his broad and muscular back, he begins to feel his phallus stiffer, pumping rapidly, with a firm and precise movement of his hip, he penetrates her, she digs his nails, he wants to give up.

"If you don't want to, I'll stop." She shakes her head, he's crazy to penetrate her, to make her his, to possess her.

Seeing that she is still determined, he penetrates her again but this time deeper, feeling so much humidity drives him crazy and he begins to move faster and faster, while they both moan with pleasure and desire, bodies dance and their sexes shudder after each movement. Pablo's excitement is such that he doesn't control his orgasm and cums inside it. As best he can, he pulls out his phallus and finishes dripping his crotch. He gets up, goes to the bathroom. She feels a slight burning, but she can't deny that she wants to feel it again. He sits down and sees the traces of blood on the silk sheet. He showers quickly, comes out wrapped in the towel, starts to get dressed, she just watches him silently, she wants more.

"Go and take a shower, I'll pick up the sheets, anyway it's normal for women after childbirth to slow down a little." Amanda doesn't answer, Pablo gets upset when he sees that she doesn't say anything. "Go take a shower, for God's sake.

She takes the sheet, covers herself and goes to the bathroom. Paul undresses the bed, takes everything and places it in the laundry basket. He leaves the room somewhat overwhelmed, being with her was supposed to be over, but for some strange reason, he feels he can't get her out of his mind. Amanda meanwhile, looks at herself in front of the mirror, she was no longer the same girl she had been minutes before, she had lost her virginity to a stranger, the worst of all is that she did not regret it, on the contrary she wanted to be with him, again.

That night, neither of them could sleep, they craved and desired more than they should, Amanda preferred to sleep on the sofa in the girl's room, she still didn't know what to call her, during the early morning the little girl woke up several times, she took her in her arms, that connection between her and the girl was special, it was as if there really was something that united them beyond the secret of their mother's death and their duty to protect her from Alejo Troconi.

"You will be called Emma, because you will be brave and powerful, my love. The girl seems to understand Amanda's words, a faint smile seems to be the approving response.

The next morning, Amanda went down to the kitchen, the maid greeted her excitedly, Who was that smiling woman with an affable face?

"Mrs. Elena, it's a good thing you're back. —hugged Amanda and she remained unresponsive."Excuse me," said the woman separating herself from her, I couldn't help but get emotional. I know she doesn't like me hugging her, I couldn't help it.

"No, don't worry.

Luckily, for her, Pablo appeared out of nowhere, approached the employee, placed his arm on her back.

"What do you think, Cristina, the landlady came back yesterday and brought the boss's heiress?" The woman didn't seem surprised, maybe she knew she was pregnant, that's what Amanda thought, at least she already knew her name.

"Yes, Cristina. Little Emma is with us.

"Nice name," replied Paul. "That was my grandmother's name."

"It's a beautiful name ma'am, congratulations to you and the boss.

Amanda felt a certain sarcasm in the woman's words again: How much did she know Elena and, above all, what secret did they share?