The Brazilian Beauty Beguiles - Sex Stories

The Brazilian Beauty Beguiles

... She teasingly touched John’s forearm playfully as her face animated in a laugh. The vivacious wife seemed to be very outgoing and relaxed. “Please call me Cami. Everyone does.” John had to admit this woman had a wonderful enchanting smile and relaxing outgoing manner. The middle-aged Canadian wished he could find a sexy wife like this. “In my younger days I was a model and then I worked at an advertising agency for a while. But now…” Cami paused and looked about her huge house. She let her eyes travel around the massive orange-brown terra cotta tile deck. The expansive residence was located in a district renown for famous boutiques, restaurants and the most exclusive nightclubs. The view from the deck overlooking Ipanema Beach, the Parque Garota and the blue-green South Atlantic Ocean was stunning. “Taking care of Marcos and this big house and our daughter.” The brunette paused thoughtfully to reflect. “Well it is. How do you speak it in English?” John smiled and laughed his eyes crinkling at the corners. “A handful.” Cami continued. Camila’s face squished up nervously. Speaking English made her a bit nervous. It was her second language after all. “Is this how to speak in English? No?” John chortled lightly. “Yes. Exactly. In English or any language: a handful.” The Canadian smiled and started to feel relaxed. He apologized to the wonderful hostess for not speaking better Portuguese. The afternoon sun was so warm on his face. The sky was blue with huge puffy white cumulus ...

... clouds drifting by. “I can imagine. The house is very large: a lot of work. So you have a daughter as well. How old?” Cami smiled at her husband’s handsome business partner. John could tell from the look on the mother’s face at the mention of her child that her daughter was the apple of this woman’s eye. “My sweet Mariana is sixteen. She is Marcos stepdaughter.” The wife had a twinkle in her eye. “Ours is how shall I say a marriage segundo. A marriage of lust.” Camila winked at John and grinned as she laughed once again. It was obvious to the Canadian that his partner Marcos was a lucky man. It seemed Marcos probably got wild lust-filled sex most nights from his fun and flirty wife. The mother reflected for a second smiling at the thought of her daughter. Then the conversation drifted to new topics. The housekeeper was setting out the food on the table with a soft clatter of china and silverware. The daughter they had previously talked about finally appeared on the patio deck. Cami turned to John and gestured with her hand. “I’d like you to meet my daughter John. My husband also proudly calls her his daughter now of course. This is Mariana.” A shy young dark haired teenager stood blushing before him. The pretty medium build brunette had a slim waist and nice hips. The young girl was so pretty she immediately captivated John. The teen was a younger, even more gorgeous version of her attractive sexy mother. The shoulder length tightly curled dark hair, the full plump lips, the ...