Sylvia’s Turn (Part III)

Written by Robin Van Persie

 

After the room attendant had given Sylvia and Ricky the grand tour, he made his way to the door, stealing one last glance at Sylvia before closing the door behind him. She excused herself for a moment and used the bathroom. Sylvia looked in the mirror and made a funny face. She could never get used to people looking at her but she had to admit, she looked pretty okay that day. She had worn her favorite green, pink and light blue polo shirt and her light blue jeans that hugged her hips the right way. She turned sideways to admire her curves in the mirror. Pao always said that her body was “just right.”

Paolo. Her husband. Her workaholic, womanizing husband.

She let out a sigh as she unlocked the door. Ricky, who, by now was on his second cigarette, looked at her and smiled. He stood up from the bed and put out his stick on the ashtray on the night table and approached Sylvia. He put his hand on her chin and kissed her. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, her mouth slightly opening as each second passed. She felt Ricky’s tongue tongue touch her own and his hand exploring her body before finally finding the button of her jeans. He skillfully removed the button and pulled the zipper down while continuing to torridly french kiss Sylvia.

They separated for a moment to give him a chance to take off his t-shirt and for her to kick off her jeans that had settled on her ankles. Ricky had now removed his shoes, his socks and finally, his slacks, revealing all white boxer briefs whose fabric was now strained by his erect penis. Sylvia then removed her top and put her hands on her her hips, letting the young man admire her matching black bra and panty.

“Wow, ma’am, you look so sexy.” He was like a kid on Christmas Day.

She kissed Ricky while leading him to the bed. She put her hands on his shoulders and sat him down on the edge. She reached behind for the hooks of her bra and tugged until it was loose. She slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Ricky wasted no time and devoured her left breast, savoring the fullness of her bosom, sucking her big brown nipple.

“Mmmm…” Sylvia moaned.

His left hand ventured to her right breast, circled her areola with his pointer finger, hardening the the delicate bud. Sylvia ran her hands through his hair before bending down to remover her now moist panties. She motioned for Ricky to lie down on the bed. The boy did as he was told, leaving only his legs starting from the knees to dangle over the edge. She took turns licking his nipples then trailed soft kisses down his stomach until she reached the bulge of his penis. She ran her fingertips along the garter of his boxer brief before pulling it down and removing it completely. Ricky’s cock sprung out like a caged animal. Sylvia didn’t waste time and began licking his penis like she would an ice cream cone, first at the sides and then on top, teasing the tiny hole with the tip of her tongue.

“Oh shit!” was all Ricky could say as Sylvia’s mouth took in his whole manhood until she reached his pubic hair. She started a steady rhythm of in and out, her saliva spilling from the sides of her mouth. She glanced up at him and saw him looking at her her, his eyes pleading. Sylvia knew he wanted to fuck her so bad now but she also knew that he was powerless against her will. She tucked strands of her hair at the back of her left ear and gave him a wink, all while massaging her clit with her right hand.

She could already feel herself closer to ecstasy. She took his manhood out her mouth and masturbated him, her hand sliding up and down his saliva coated cock while she satisfied herself faster and faster.

“Ahhh fuck, put it inside you! Let me fuck you now” Ricky was almost screaming now but Sylvia would not have any of it. She continued jacking him off while fiddling with her clit. As the first few spurts of his cum flew in the air, she felt her own juices slide out of her hole. She continued to stroke him until nothing came out. Knees weak, breathing heavily, she gingerly stood up, wiped some of his jizz on the bed and gave him a smack on the lips.

“Sorry, I needed this more than you.” Sylvia said.

Ricky lay on the bed, tired and confused but didn’t say anything as he watched Sylvia disappear in the bathroom with her clothes. Ten minutes later, she emerged completely dressed and sat down beside Ricky who, at that time, was putting on his shoes. She took his lit cigarette from the ashtray and took a puff.

“Thank you, Ricky but you’re just too young for me.” she said with a smile. She put down the cigarette and gave him a hug. He hugged her back and asked for her number.

“I don’t give out my number to strangers,” she said with a sly smile. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll get yours instead.”

After they had said their goodbyes, they took separate cabs going home. Sylvia couldn’t help but smile and be proud of herself. She cheated on Pao but on her own terms. She never felt this strong, this confident before. All the pent up emotions inside her seemed to be gone, replaced by the feeling that only a free woman could feel.

Over the next few weeks, while her husband, Paolo continued his routine, Sylvia had changed hers. No more breakfasts, random texts or prepared dinners. She even had the courage to confront him about his womanizing to which Pao quickly admitted to. It was Kim from accounts, he said and they’ve been going out for over a year already. She just smiled and said, “Okay, then.”

In a few days, she was back in her mother’s house in Valle Verde. She eventually applied for a teaching job at an all-girls school in Ortigas that following summer and got accepted. She was single again and was teaching English literature, her first love. She couldn’t be happier. She learned from a friend that Pao got Kim pregnant but she couldn’t care less. She had moved on. But all this time, she never got to know the man who called her about Pao’s affair. In her mind, she felt she needed to thank him, for lighting the fuse, so to speak.

One Friday afternoon, Sylvia’s mom answered the phone.

“Hello?”

“Hi mom, Sylvia here. Will be out late tonight. Having dinner in Mega Mall with one of the new teachers. She’s great, we have a lot of things in common. Interesting little girl. I’ll bring her over some time.”

“That’s good, sweetie. Just take care. What’s your friend’s name? I didn’t catch it.”

“No, I haven’t mentioned it yet. It’s Anne. Her name’s Anne.”

***** The End *****