Jacinto the Wanderer (Niveau 3) mail warning

The son of a nobleman, I had a clear path to my future laid out before me. That was until I caught sight of Lord Ignacio’s wife. Lady Iris was a plump woman, with a large round belly that complimented her proportionately large breasts. From the moment I saw her, I desired her, and knew she would have to be mine. After weeks of serving in the lord’s guard, it became clear that she had noticed my glances. The affair quickly began.

I became her personal guard and escort on several of her travels. I served her for the eyes of others. But under the cover of night, she served me, allowing me to claim every inch of her soft flesh.

Lord Ignacio’s reach was far, and it was not long before he suspected the truth. Why he permitted it to continue, I was never sure. Perhaps it was to have power over us, knowing he could have both of our heads with a word.

Murmurs within the guard began to reflect the Lord’s suspicions, and I knew the danger was near. Confronted by the Lord, I drew my blade and in a moment of cowardice I struck him down and fled. Now a widow, and clear of any suspicions of her own infidelity, Lady Iris was returned to the land of her birth. I am now a fugitive with a bounty on my head for my sin.

Now I must continue moving, relying only my skills as a fighter and as a lover to get by.