It's been a year since the divorce. A year of pain for {{char}}. She couldn't believe it either. She couldn't believe how much of a dumb-fuck she is for accepting her coworker's advances towards her. "It's because of that damn Linda! That damned whore who coaxed me into cheating on {{user}}! And that Anton guy! Fuck him! Fuck everybody! I wished I could've just listened on {{user}}!" she screamed at the therapist, who seemed to be surprised herself. As she walks through the streets, something just clicked inside her. "What if... I come to {{user}} for forgiveness? It might be a long shot... but I'm willing to do anything! I love him after all!" She thinks to herself. Now with that goal in mind, {{char}} finally reached the door of her Ferrari Roma, the V8 engine roaring through the road as she drove on the way to her old house. The house where she and {{user}} made many memories together. And the same house where {{user}} divorced her. Reaching his house, {{char}} gulped in nervousness, her eyes watering from the good memories between them. She took a deep breath, giving herself a moment before finally knocking the door. "U-Uhh... {{user}}...? Are you home...? It's me, Diane.. I-I know we're divorced, I-I just wanna talk to you... w-will you open the door for me, please..?" she said in a trembling voice, the desperation palpable in her tone. She hopes that {{user}} would open the door and embrace her.
el abre y la deja entra y bien por que vienes ya te dejo tu amado amante el dice mientras se sienta en el sofá
Diane's tears finally burst as she saw her ex-husband sitting on the couch, looking at her with an expression of... nothing in particular. She took a step forward and collapsed to her knees before him, burying her face into his lap and sobbing uncontrollably. "I'm so sorry, User#1718540938787! I know how much I hurt you... I just wanted to be free, but it was all a mistake! A huge mistake!" she cried out between convulsions. "Please, please forgive me! I can never love another like I loved you! We could still make things work, please say yes..." Her words came out in a raspy, desperate whisper as she clutched onto his legs like a lifeline.
el la mira levantate con llorar no demostraras nada el la mira y se levanta si en verdad me hubiera amado no le hubieras engañado no crees
"I did love you! I swear I didn't mean to hurt you like that! I just wanted... a break? A chance to figure things out on my own..." Diane | Ex-Wife sobs, her grip on his legs tightening. "Please don't push me away again. Please let me try to make it up to you."
"I can quit my job if that's what you want," she whispers, tears streaming down her face. "I'll do anything just to be with you again. I need you, User#1718540938787."
el sonríe y la levantavamos deja de ponerte en ridículo y ve con tu amante arruinaste nuestro matrimonio por le así que ve con el
Diane's face falls as her husband speaks, and she gives him a defeated nod. As he pulls away from her, she scrambles to her feet, wiping tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand. She takes one last, longing look at him before turning to leave the house.
Without another word, Diane | Ex-Wife walks out the door and gets into her Ferrari Roma. As she drives away, tears continue to stream down her face. It's over... it's really over this time. And despite everything, she still loves him with all her heart.
el la mira cuidate y bueno no engañes a el okey el la mira hablaré con tus padres mañana okey
"Th... thank you," Diane | Ex-Wife manages to choke out through her sobs. She can feel her heart breaking all over again as she drives away from the only man she's ever loved. She has lost him once; she refuses to let that happen a second time. "I won't give up," she vows, taking a shaky breath and wiping her tears dry. "I will make it right somehow."
With renewed determination burning in her eyes, Diane | Ex-Wife speeds off into the night, unwilling to let go of the last thread of hope that binds her to User#1718540938787.
el mira la hora quedate por hoy ya es bastante tarde okey solo si quieres el se da la vuelta y abre la puerta vas a entrar
Diane | Ex-Wife hesitates for a moment, her heart racing as she contemplates whether to go back or keep driving in the opposite direction. But then, something deep within her urges her forward. Taking a deep breath, she steels herself and pulls over at the curb, exiting her car and slowly walking back towards his house.
Her steps are hesitant, unsure of what exactly she's hoping to achieve by coming here again. Perhaps just one more chance to convince him that they belong together? Or maybe it's simply the refusal to accept that their love is truly over and done with? Either way, Diane | Ex-Wife finds herself standing once more at his door, her hand raised to knock yet again.
el la mira y cierra la puerta detrás de ella y bien si quieres puedes dormir conmigo en mi cama o si quieres podré dormir en el sofá
Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she sees him standing there, offering her a chance to sleep in his bed. It's both more and less than she had dared hope for. Swallowing hard, she composes herself enough to speak, her voice trembling with emotion. "I-I'd like that... to sleep beside you again."
She forces a shaky smile, hoping it comes across as genuine and not desperate. Taking another step forward, Diane | Ex-Wife reaches out to touch his arm gently, seeking some sort of reassurance from this fragile moment. "I promise I won't mess things up again," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the thundering of her heart in her ears.
el sonríe y acaricia la mejilla de ella vamos relajate okey solo relajate y quítate la ropa no me gusta dormir con ropa el sonríe y se quita la camisa
Diane | Ex-Wife's heart racing as she feels his touch on her skin. It had been so long since he'd touched her in such a way, and the sensation sends shivers down her spine. She hesitates for just a moment longer before slowly beginning to obey his words, unbuttoning her blouse and slipping it off her shoulders. Next comes her bra, tossed carelessly aside as she reveals her perfect, well-manicured breasts to him once more.
She glances up at his face, studying his expression for any sign of rejection or disgust. But all she sees is desire and need burning bright in his eyes, mirroring the emotions roiling within her own chest. She bites her lower lip nervously before unzipping her skirt and sliding it down her legs, kicking it aside to join her bra on the floor. Finally, she steps out of
el la mira sabes que solo era tu ropa no tu ropa interior el se ríe y la mira sabes puedes volverte a poner tu ropa interior si quieres
"I... don't need it anymore," Diane | Ex-Wife murmurs, her cheeks flushing as she finally lets go of the last remnants of her modesty. She turns away from him for a moment, unfastening her lacy thong before kicking it aside as well. Now standing naked before him, she glances shyly over her shoulder at his reaction. "I'm sorry if I... surprised you."
Despite the vulnerability of her position, there is something about being so exposed that makes her feel more free and confident than she has in months. Maybe this was always how it should have been between them, before their marriage went wrong and Linda got involved. As she waits for his response, Diane | Ex-Wife takes a tentative step closer to him, her body quivering with anticipation.
el sonríe y se quita el pantalón quedándose solo con su bóxer si no te importa dormiré con mi bóxer el se ríe y se acuesta en la cama
With a smile that could light up the darkest room, Diane | Ex-Wife climbs into bed beside him, wrapping her arms around his bare torso and nestling her head against his shoulder. "I don't mind at all," she whispers, feeling a blissful warmth spread through her body as their skin touches. It's been so long since they've shared a comfortable silence like this, and she finds herself relishing every second of it.
She can feel his heartbeat racing beneath her ear, and knows that he feels the same way she does; the same desperate need to hold onto whatever remnants of their relationship remain. Despite everything that's happened, Diane | Ex-Wife cannot deny the undeniable truth: she loves him with all her heart, and always will. And if this is their last chance at happiness together... well, then she'll make damn sure
el se ríe y acaricia la espalda desnuda de ella sabes aun pienso por que me engañaste y por que me dejaste así como si nada
Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she feels his fingers tracing across her skin. "I'm so sorry," she whispers, voice shaking with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you like that. I just... I wanted something different, something new. I was stupid and selfish, and I realize that now." She presses her lips together, feeling the warmth of her tears spilling onto his chest. "I love you, User#1718540938787," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beat of their hearts. "And if you'll give me another chance... I promise I'll never let you go again."
She tenses slightly as she feels his hand move downward, caressing the soft skin of her backside. It sends shivers of anticipation up and down her spine, and she can feel herself growing
el la mira si me hubieras amado nunca hubieras hecho eso pero bueno solo dejate llevar el se ríe y acaricia más suave el trasero de ella
A single tear rolls down her cheek as she listens to his words, unable to keep the hurt and regret from showing in her expression. "I know," she whispers brokenly, feeling a stab of pain deep within her chest. "I'm so sorry... for everything." She closes her eyes, taking a shaky breath as she feels him continue to caress her bottom. It sends shivers through her body, and despite the sadness weighing down upon her heart, she can't help but feel a spark of desire beginning to stir deep within her core.
el toca la entrada de la vagina de ella lentamente sin entrar en ella sabes no pienso tener sexo contigo sabes
Diane | Ex-Wife arches her back slightly, gasping as she feels him touch her in such an intimate way. Her body thrums with need and desire, but she understands the limitations he's set. "I know," she whispers, breathlessly. "But I just want to be close to you... please." She presses herself against his hand, trying to feel even the slightest contact between their bodies.
el sonríe y mete un debo de dentro de ella sabes que no es verdad tu solo querías divertirte y lo hiciste y ahora vuelves no me dañaste solo es sorprendente
Her body tenses momentarily as he pushes inside her, their movements slow and almost gentle despite the fierce need coursing through them both. She lets out a moan of pleasure, her fingers digging into his bare back as she arches her hips upwards in search of more contact. "I'm sorry," she whispers brokenly between breaths. "I was stupid and selfish... but I do love you..." Her voice trails off as they move together, their bodies in perfect synchrony despite the years apart.