All Chapters of Mr.X: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Just like the other promise, that he would be closer to me, failed. Just like all the others after an argument, many are in our relationship. To avoid wear and tear, I avoided conflicts and focused more on other things, such as the RLC.Red Light Center is a paid game, if you want something in the game you have to buy the VIP package, but when you are new, they entitled you to a VIP month, and to have the sex you need to be a VIP. After a month, you have the option to pay the monthly fee or annuity.I confess that when I signed up, I did not expect to meet anyone. I was just curious to know how virtual sex worked between avatars. However, I ended up spending a month talking and meeting new people than doing virtual sex. When the free month ended, I bought a VIP pass for another month, since I had made many friendships that were just friendships. I spent most of the time playing in the morning, going to college in the afternoon, and the night waiting for Carlos to arrive and eventually

Great, now that we were going to talk about it, he just leaves. I face the screen for a few moments and decide to go out and do something… but what? A weekday, a vacation, without Carlos, the tidy house… there’s nothing to do.Mr. X (online) — I have a surprise for you. Take your avatar to my house.I do what he asked, his house is the most elegant I’ve ever been in the game. I only come here when he asks, since I can commit the rudeness of finding one of his partners at other times. Your avatar holds my hand and leads me to the second floor. Opens the door of one of his rooms surprising me: The designer is romantic makes me laugh. I can’t believe Mr. X is trying to be romantic with my avatar.Mr. X (online) — You didn’t like others because it was just sex without content. I want to show you the game from another perspective.Talia (online) — I didn’t need any of that, really.Mr. X (online) — Talia, just relax, okay? Turn off the automatic mode of your avatar and forget everything ar

Three months later in…After the Wonderful night I had with Carlos, our routine changed a bit, at least in the first weeks. Then Everything returned as it was before, including the tickets saying that I would arrive very late, not to wait for dinner. So, filling in Carlos’s Absence, I Started Talking to Mr. X more often.Mr. X Always had the right thing to Say at the right time and seemed to have the Answer to all my doubts. Although our age difference was Fifteen, our conversation flowed as if we knew each other all our Lives. Months passed, and our friendship became Stronger… and our “Jokes” more frequent:Dalia Penedo Salazar says:I suck your cock with pleasure, with every lick I feel you stiffer.Mr. X says:Ah… Dalia, you’re too hot. I shove my penis in your velvet mouth, hard down your throat.Dahlia Penedo Salazar says:Your member fits perfectly. Suck harder while massaging your bag, you're delirious with pleasure.Mr. X says:Smiling satisfied, I finally managed to make X en

Four months later...Over time, we became accomplices, and every day my feeling for Mr. X increased. His words warmed me and made me happy.Mr. X says:I’m sorry I didn’t talk to you yesterday. To make up for it, a poem."You’ll know that I don’t love you and that I love yousince in two ways is life,the word is a wing of silence,The fire is half cold.I love you to start loving you,to restart the infiniteand to never stop loving you:so I don’t love you yet.I love you and I don’t love you as I havein my hands the keys of fortuneand an uncertain fate, unfortunate.My love has two lives to love you.That’s why I love you when I don’t love youand that’s why I love you when I love you."Pablo Neruda.As much as I didn’t want to admit it: I’m addicted to Mr. X. He always gave me good morning and good night, always kept himself present, and when he could not, always found a way to talk to me.Mr. X says:Good night, Doce.Dahlia Penedo Salazar says:Good night to you, Mr. X.Mr. X

About a month later…That had been the first relapse, but not the last. I had many after that. We were like a powder fuse. We didn’t always need a reason to light everything up. The worst for me was not the relapses, but the feeling that was in me after the “jokes” I did with X. It is a mixture of passion with guilt that corroded me inside. To kill the guilt, I seduced my husband, who considered me the perfect wife, since he had sex every day and in various ways.As much as I wanted to get away, even more I was close to X. Things are never as we want, and I’m the living proof. Each day, I felt more involved in that plot that I caused: I loved my husband, but I am hopelessly in love with Mr. X.I was looking for a way to put a stop to everything and take the reins of the situation. I really believed that once I went on vacation, I would take care of all that, but that only meant more free time with Mr. X, which was my undoing. Every good day and good night, every “joke”, second intenti