"Go ahead," she says seriously, crossing her arms. "Where's the sheet, since it's clean?" I point to the side of the bed, where the white sheet and quilt are stained with blood, and now I don't know how to wash them, since I'm too embarrassed for anyone to see. "I don't want anyone to know, I'm too ashamed," I give a heavy sigh. "Lucero, I lost my virginity, and he found out after it was all over, imagine how hysterical he got, as if he had committed a crime." "Oh my God!" She coughs as if she's choking on her own saliva, and it's logical that this confession is enough to make you die. "I lost my virginity," I bite my lower lip. "I'm not going to deny that your boss, who is my husband, is amazing in bed and I enjoyed that huge animal today," I gasp. My skin tingles as I recall that unforgettable moment. "Dirty!" She's enjoying herself, and now I'm waiting for her to tell me, "I told you so!" and that it's not a sin to be with a man and that they're not a complete distraction from
+LUCERO+ Hmm! He runs his hands over my body and softly kisses my chin and neck. I can feel the tips of his fingers on my ribs, making me tremble as he grins playfully. When I put my hand on his erection, he gasps as he feels me. "I love you, my love." That makes me laugh as he takes off my pants. Unexpectedly, he lifts me up and puts me in front of him, bringing his mouth to my vagina and nibbling on it over my panties. Desperately, I take off my shirt and my husband watches me. He slides his fingers under the elastic of my panties, tearing them off as I let out a small cry. He strokes me and warmly takes one of my breasts, putting it in his mouth and sucking on my nipple. Then he does the same to the other breast and asks me to sit on his lap. For a moment he plays with my breasts, sucking and licking them and sucking them, until he produces a thousand gentle sensations. He stands up with me and then lays me down on the bed. He kisses my lips and starts running his tongue down
++GISELA+ I get out of the taxi, saying "thank you and have a good day" as I close the door. Taking a step forward, standing in front of my law firm, I let out a deep sigh. "Oh my God." I have come to the company to talk to my ex-boss again, I have to insist that I can no longer continue coming to work and that I am too grateful for the opportunity he gave me. Nonsense! I am here because that man has not stopped asking when I will be free from the commitment to work. At this moment, I had no intentions of coming, but taking advantage of the fact that he was not at home and that grandma went to her daughter's house, it was as if everything fell into place, giving me the opportunity to leave. Although the CEO does not speak to me, I have to fulfill the contract. Well... I don't want to remember what happened yesterday and how two strangers, full of shame or questions, slept in the same room, swallowing what they had to say to each other. You could say that both of us were complet
+I am leaving the Human Resources office and my resignation letter is ready. However, it doesn't calm me down. My boss or ex-boss knows about my fraudulent marriage, and I don't know what I'll do. How does he know the CEO? My head is going to explode. It's a feeling I want to escape from. No... I can't panic without talking to someone first. "Gisela, can you spare me a second?" I stop on my way out and see my ex-boss in front of me. "Please come to my office." No, he will call the police, they will deport me, and I will go to jail for fraud. I have to run away! "Uh, I'm sorry, but..." "It's not what you think. I want to apologize. Please believe me, and for the time you've worked here, can you spare me a minute of your time?" "No, she doesn't have to talk to you." My eyes widen. What is he doing here? "Adal," I hiss. My voice trails off. "Can we go?" He extends his hand, and I stay frozen for a few seconds. What should I do? "Um... Yes, my love," I nod, hold my breath, and go
+Noooo, I'm dead, what am I doing? The more I walk, the more I mess up. I can't keep my legs closed for another day. Losing my virginity wasn't enough to stop me from sleeping with him again. And once again, no condom! That's not all, I'm a sinner, I don't have God's forgiveness. How could I do it inside a car with the driver right there? "Okay, now that we're alone, you can tell me what's going on. Why did the boss suddenly call me? I want to know why we're in my apartment," she enters the room that was once mine. He decided that at the last minute. Apparently, it's better here than in the apartment he bought. He even had the nerve to call Lucero to be with me. "Lucero, I need you, please give me that pill again. God, what am I going to do!" I start pacing back and forth, the idea of getting pregnant terrifies me. "Not that you're asking, but I just did it in the car. Please, you have to help me. I don't want to get pregnant." "Don't fuck with me... Gisela, once is understandabl
+Ah… I complain. I try to move my body from side to side, but the more I try, the more it hurts. Where am I? I remember not having even a drop of alcohol; I'm not the kind of person who drinks because I'm used to it. I open my eyes and can see that I'm in the TV room. I'm lying on the carpet, and a small pillow supports my head. Where is Lucero? That daughter of her mother left me here; she left without even having the decency to say, "hey, get up, I'm leaving." I swear I'll kill her! I thought the evening we had last night was wonderful; movies, gossip, confessions, and advice. However, things didn't go well because she left me on the floor like a dog. "Lucero!" I shout like crazy, "Lucero... Lucero." "I'm sorry, miss, but Miss Lucero has gone to work," I hear the sliding door of the living room opening. Oh, it's the sweet lady, she comes three times a week to clean the apartment. How embarrassing! "I need your help getting up," I beg, even sobbing, "my whole body hurts."
*** "List, thank you," I give myself one last look in the mirror. "I already told you that you're beautiful, like a model," she stops playing with my hair, I turn around and face her. "You're gorgeous," I give her a kiss on the cheek. "I like you and consider you a friend." "Thank you," she looks down. "Look at me," I demand, and she obeys, revealing those shining eyes. "Don't cry over something that's true, and now I'm leaving because that man must be bored and regretting coming." "He'll see that the wait was worth it," I have to imagine that Mrs. Dulce must think I'm a slut for not wasting time. "That man is my husband, and I'm sorry I didn't invite you to my wedding, but it was so fast that I didn't even realize when it happened," I spoke so quickly that I confused her even more than she already was, "I'll explain it to you later, maybe step by step." I leave the room like a ghost, an angel takes me, and in a couple of minutes, I'm entering the living room. "I thought you
*** "Wait..." "What?" He stops, one foot out the door and one foot in. "Are you sure about what you want? Are you willing to face the consequences?" I swallow hard. That's a proposal I'm scared of. I won't deny that my biggest fear is falling in love with him. "But you also have to promise me that you won't fall in love. I'm not good at relationships, and you know why," I look him in the eye, holding my gaze steady. I have to be strong and not falter. God, I'd rather the earth swallow me whole. I'm acting like a whore, even though we're married. "We have to talk about your virginity and..." he says, crossing his arms. "It's necessary. There's no turning back now. I lost my virginity." No, I don't want to talk about that. It's too uncomfortable. It kills the sexual tension. "Okay, we'll talk about that soon," he inhales. "Until, finally, we both make sure we're the people who want to be together without commitment," I take two steps forward, standing a few feet away f