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Lupe The Colombian Guesthouse MILF Tells More!

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I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was in her mid-thirties. She was absolutely gorgeous, with an incredible busty, curvy figure. For a young twenty-three-year-old guy like myself, I definitely considered her the best MILF I had ever seen.On my first full day, I had caught Lupe having sex with one of the other guests. She had certainly been enjoying herself, and had also worked out I had been spying on her. Lupe later explained that my uncle’s financial situation was dire, and that she had made a financial agreement with the only two other guests. For an increase in the rent, Lupe would sleep with them twice a week.Lupe had then asked if I wanted to make a similar arrangement with her, which I absolutely did. Of course, these arrangements had to be kept secret from my uncle. Since then, I had already had sex with Lupe twice.I had also enjoyed spying on her again, at her request. But then I had spied on one of the guests with a different woman, Izzy. It later became clear that Izzy also had her own guesthouse on the other side of town, and that once-a-month Lupe and Izzy swapped over, and ‘serviced’ each other’s guests. Lupe had informed me that Izzy would be coming to see me the next day… The previous evening Lupe had explained everything about what had been going on when I had spied on Mr Dubois in his room opposite mine. That it was part of a reciprocal agreement between Lupe and Izzy. Izzy owned the Casa Rosita guesthouse with her husband across town. It had been Izzy who had given Lupe the idea of having sex with her long-term guests for extra money, as that was exactly what Izzy had been doing at her guesthouse for some time.Izzy and Lupe slept with each of their own long-term renters twice a week, for three out of the four weeks of the month. But in the final week of each month, they went to each other’s guesthouses to fuck the guests there. They did this to give some variety to the guests, hoping to encourage them to stay longer.Lupe had also explained that the next day Izzy would come by so I could get one of my weekly sessions from her. I was very much looking forward to it. Izzy was a stunning, slim, blonde MILF, with a great ass and huge tits.When spying on her with Mr Dubois, I had sadly not been able to check out her incredible body. Earl Dubois, an older black man, with a big, thick cock, had sadly been standing the whole time, and his large frame had completely blocked my view.But Izzy had stopped by my room to introduce herself afterwards, and I had at least got to briefly check out her incredible figure. She had been wearing a very short skirt, and a blouse that had gotten wet in the pouring rain and become somewhat transparent. It was quite a sight.I had gone to sleep later that night, thinking of Izzy. When I had made my ‘arrangement’ with Lupe, I had no idea I would be getting to sleep with Izzy as well. It was certainly an amazing bonus.Lupe had told me Izzy was looking forward to it as well. The long-term renters at Izzy’s guesthouse were, like at Lupe’s, all older gentleman. It seemed Izzy was just like Lupe in that she was excited to fuck a man younger than herself. Apparently, Lupe had told her all about our time together, and Izzy was intrigued to meet me.The next day was a Friday, and after breakfast, I saw Uncle Gerry kiss goodbye to his wife Lupe in the courtyard of the guesthouse. I was sitting out on the veranda outside kaçak iddaa my room on the first floor. Uncle Gerry waved up to me from down in the courtyard, as he made his way to his truck parked out in the street. He owned a workshop on the outskirts of town, and would be there until late afternoon.Of course, Lupe’s arrangements with her guests, and now with me, were a secret from my uncle. So Lupe always had to conduct ‘servicing’ her guests during the daytime when her husband was not there. Izzy also had to visit here to service Lupe’s guests when Uncle Gerry was not here, as she too would surely raise his suspicion. Similarly, Izzy and Lupe had to service Izzy’s guests during the day when Izzy’s husband wasn’t around.Lupe had two guests at present, Mr Cohen, and Mr Dubois, plus myself of course. Two one-hour sessions a week per guest meant Lupe enjoyed six sessions a week.For Lupe, this seemed perfect, as she serviced a guest each day, Monday to Saturday. It matched the days that her husband was away at work. Then on Sunday, she spent the whole day with Uncle Gerry on his day off.I wondered if Lupe ever got another guest to come to stay, one that she could also make an arrangement with, what she would do then? She was already an extremely busy lady. Perhaps on some days she would have to squeeze in a morning session with one guest, and a second session with another guest in the afternoon?But that seemed unlikely. Lupe seemed to do what she did because she loved sex, and the money was a nice bonus. I didn’t feel that money was the driving factor in the way she made her arrangements.I wasn’t sure how many guests Izzy was currently servicing at her guesthouse. But apparently, her arrangements mirrored that of Lupe’s: an additional monthly payment matching the monthly rent, for two one-hour sex-fuelled sessions a week.A few minutes after my uncle left the Casa Madre guesthouse, Lupe popped up the stairs and along the veranda to my room. Lupe explained Izzy had called her and had asked for me to go down to Izzy’s guesthouse, Casa Rosita, on the far side of town. I asked why; that I had thought Izzy was going to visit me here in my room? Lupe explained that Izzy was still coming here in the afternoon, but that she had asked if I could help her with something this morning first, and to meet her there around 10 am.I didn’t mind, of course, but was curious as to what it was Izzy needed me for. I asked Lupe to call her to say I would be there. Lupe gave me instructions on how to get there; it was pretty simple as this was a fairly small town. Just before 10 am I headed downstairs, borrowed my uncle’s scooter and made my way over to the far side of town.I arrived at Casa Rosita less than ten minutes later. It was a slightly rundown building, as most establishments were in this town. There was an office at the front, with direct access from the street.To the left of the office was a small enclosed courtyard, where I could make out that the guesthouse was in fact two separate three-storey buildings, positioned on each side of the courtyard. The courtyard had a wall that hid it away from the street, and had a large panelled gate with a security card reader for access.As I parked up the scooter, I saw Izzy come out of the office to greet me. She wore a similar outfit to what I had seen her in the day before; a white buttoned blouse which showed off just a hint of cleavage, and a short black skirt. The shoes she wore were black this time, instead of yesterday’s pink ones.She approached hurriedly, taking me by the arm and escorting me toward the office.“My husband is here, just go along with what I say, okay?” Izzy said, grinning, and giving me a cheeky wink.“Er… okay,” I replied.I was immediately marched into the office with Izzy on my arm, where a swarthy, fairly well-built man in his late-forties sat. He kaçak bahis stood as I entered.“Jack, this is my husband, Emiliano,” Izzy said.Emiliano held his hand out. I shook his hand, smiling, but saying nothing as I didn’t know what the hell was going on yet.“Ola, Jack, Izzy says you might be able to fix her laptop,” Emiliano stated, looking me in the eye.“Well, er, yes. I said I would try,” I lied, my mind racing, “I mean, I’m no expert or anything, but I’ll give it a go.”My heart was pounding.“Lupe said you were a wiz with hers,” Izzy explained, smiling, “I was telling Emil I met you at Lupe’s yesterday, and you had very kindly offered to take a look at it for me.”“Yes. Yes, that’s right,” I told Emil.“Well, take a seat here and give it your best, Jack,” Emil said, motioning toward a desk behind the front office counter.I sat at the desk, and started taking a look at the laptop screen. I opened up the system settings to just see what spec the laptop had and what version of its operating system it was running.“Oh, I didn’t know you could bring that up,” Izzy said, looking over my shoulder at the screen.“So, what exactly is the problem with it?” I asked.“Well, several things actually. I made a list,” Izzy replied, picking up a piece of paper from the office front desk countertop, “The first thing is the font for emails is too small. When I type an email, I can hardly read it.”“Well, I’m no help with this kind of thing,” Emil smiled, “I don’t really even know how to send an email.”Emil laughed, and his wife Izzy giggled.“It’s true, Jack. He’s hopeless at this stuff,” Izzy stated, standing behind me to look over my shoulder at what I was doing for a moment.Izzy then motioned to some clean laundry sitting in a plastic bag on the front desk countertop.“Honey, can you take that to room eight for me?” Izzy asked her husband, “And get the money from them? I stuck the bill on the bag.”“Si, my love,” Emil replied.He took the laundry from the front desk and disappeared outside.“Sorry, I had to get rid of him for a minute,” Izzy said, perching herself on the side of the desk next to me, “I just wanted him to meet you.”“Wait, what? You wanted your husband to meet me?” I asked incredulously.Izzy giggled.“Yes, because I hoped you might want to spend some time down here,” Izzy grinned, “Secretly watching me work? Like you do with Lupe? I think that would be really fun.”Izzy again winked at me, giving me a dazzling smile. She obviously wanted me to spy on her here too, when she was servicing the guests. I didn’t know that she would be wanting me to spy on her, but I was certainly open to the idea. But what had any of that got to do with me meeting her husband?“Uh-huh,” I simply said, nodding, but rather confused.“I just wanted him to meet you, just in case he ever ran into you again here,” Izzy explained, “At least then I could say you were helping me with my laptop, or fixing the wi-fi or something.”“Ah okay, I see,” I replied.Izzy reached over to the window in front of me, and adjusted the blinds a little. We could now see Emil outside room eight, on the ground floor of the enclosed courtyard, in the building across the courtyard outside the office window. Emil had his back to us and was talking with the guest in the doorway, but it was too far away to be able to hear what was being said.I could just see a figure in the doorway, but it wasn’t well lit. I could not make out the guest’s face. I wondered if it was the Australian guy that Lupe had told me she had fucked yesterday afternoon.“It’s just if you were here spying on me, you know, doing what I do, and my husband came back for some reason, he wouldn’t get suspicious if he saw you walking on the veranda, or in the courtyard or something,” Izzy continued, “And you seem quite a quick-thinker, Jack, you could come up with some bullshit to explain why you were illegal bahis here. You could even give me a knock on the door of whichever room I was busy in to warn me, right?”“Of course, sure,” I replied, nodding.Izzy had really thought a lot about this. I guess she liked the idea of someone watching her fuck, just as Lupe did. Lupe must have turned Izzy on to it. But it seemed Izzy would need some excuse as to why I might be as Casa Rosita guesthouse.It made sense. If Uncle Gerry came home early, and I happened to be spying on Lupe at the time, I could of course warn her, and it wouldn’t look suspicious for me to be walking through the courtyard of Casa Madre, as I was staying there. I had a reason to be there.So this was Izzy’s way of making sure I had a reason to be walking around Casa Rosita, just in case her husband came home early when Izzy was doing something she shouldn’t be doing. I got it. I’d just wish she had told me about this the day before when we had had our brief chat. Perhaps she had not thought of it then.Talk about being thrown into the thick of it. Walking into the office with her husband; knowing that I would be sleeping with his wife later today. Not knowing what it was she had, and had not, told him. But I was starting to calm down now, now that I knew what was going on.Perhaps this had been a little test of Izzy’s; to see if I could lie quickly under pressure. I thought I had done rather well under the circumstances.Izzy undid one of the buttons on her blouse, and more of the top of her stunning bust came into view. Izzy grinned at me.“So, are you looking forward to this afternoon?” she purred, “I know I am.”I nodded, but didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage.“Oh, are you shy, Jack?” Izzy grinned, “Lupe said you were a little shy during your first time with her, but you soon warmed up. Perhaps it will be the same with us?”Izzy giggled, and undid a second button on her blouse. I could now see even more of her gorgeous, amazing breasts. It was also now obvious to me she wasn’t wearing a bra under her blouse.“You like that, do you, Jack?” Izzy asked, smirking, crossing her legs, “You like what you see?”“Oh, yeah,” I gasped.I quickly looked out the window to check on Emil, but he was still chatting with the guest in room eight. Izzy noticed I was checking on her husband.“Mmm, it’s exciting isn’t it?” Izzy continued, briefly turning to look at her husband through the window, “Knowing he has no idea. No idea that his wife will be fucking your brains out in a few hours, hmmm?”I nodded, still staring at her cleavage.“You like that thought of that, don’t you Jack?” Izzy purred, leaning closer to plant a soft kiss on my cheek, “I know I do. I fucking love it.”Izzy chuckled to herself, sat back up, and undid the remaining two buttons that were straining to keep her tits covered. Izzy held the bottom of her blouse together so that she didn’t fall out completely. I could now see her full and stunning cleavage. But her areolae and nipples were frustratingly still just, and only just, covered.I sat there, breathless, motionless, staring at her amazing rack. I couldn’t believe she was trying this on here, with her husband right outside. I licked my ever-drying lips.Izzy then held both halves of the bottom of her blouse together with just her right hand.“I think I know of something that’s gonna be thrust in here later, don’t you, Jack?” Izzy grinned, putting a finger from her left hand in between her tits, and bouncing them up and down in front of me, “Lupe says you got a lovely hard, young cock for me. Are you gonna stick it in here?”I nodded again, speechless, watching her huge boobs bounce for me. My own private little show in her husband’s office. My cock had stirred in my jeans.Emil was certainly a lucky man to get to go to bed with such a sexy woman every night. But then he was unknowingly having to share her with any long-term resident of both Casa Rosita, and Casa Madre. I was certainly very lucky to be the next guy to experience his incredible wife in bed.

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