A teen party

ASTRID’s POV

When we got to Brenda’s house, she offered me some very cold whiskey and that got me in the mood to pour my heart out.

“First you say you trust him and now you are saying you suspect that he is cheating on you with his secretary?”

“Yes!”

My eyes got teary as I started reminiscing about all the good times we had shared.

“Well, tonight we are going to have fun! First of we need to go get a dress for you, Astrid.”

“I brought mine..”

“All those dresses look like that of a nursing mother. Come on, Astrid. You need to bring back the babygirl in you. The bitch I once knew!”

I looked at her face and smiled. Maybe, I had been a little crazy before I had gotten married.

“Fine!”

We went and bought a new dress, but I kept checking my phone in case Ethan dropped a text for me or something. I decided to take a little Nap just to refresh myself and rest my body and soul from thinking too much.

I did not even realise when I had drifted off.

“Ethan, please don't stop.. Fuck! I wish you weren't married.. Fuck!”

“I only want to be with you Nelly.. And have sex all around the..”

I jumped up from the bed, sweaty and devastated. Even awake now, I felt like I could still hear their moans and voices right in front of me.

I looked around me then I sighed heavily.

“What sort of dream was that? Why.. Ethan would never do that to..”

I quickly picked up my phone and called him. But when the call was answered, before I could say anything, I heard Nelly’s voice. I wanted to drop the call, but I didn't. I had every right as a wife to be calling my own husband.

“Who is this and where is my husband?”

“Hey, Astrid. I didn't know it was you. Ethan- I mean, The boss- is in the shower as we speak.. Do you want me to drop a message for him?”

Would you believe that? Didn't that mean they were both in a room together?!

My knees grew weak and I had a serious migraine too.

“Oh, he is out. Sir, your wife is on the phone.”

I heard them chuckle softly when she said that to him and I felt like a big fool.

“Astrid, I didn't call you because I have been busy. I am about to step out, I will talk to you later.”

Then he ended the call. I walked as fast as possible into the toilet and bawled my eyes out, crying so much that I almost passed out from it.

Brenda and I got into the car and she drove us to the party venue.

When we got out of the car I looked around at the people there and I noticed that Brenda and I seemed the oldest.

I quickly grabbed her hands and pulled her back to the car.

“Girl, take a look at the people here. They are all looking so young. I do not want to be in a teen party, please.”

“Oh, come off it. It is an outdoor party and it is for everyone,”

She pulled me in and I slowly walked beside her.

I saw a mirror and stood in front of it.

I was wearing a black short dress, with my hair pulled back, and some makeup applied to my face.

“Astrid, come on, let me introduce you to my friends.”

She pulled my hands and before I knew it I was standing in front of 5 men... or should I say, dudes?

We exchanged pleasantries, and then I walked away to get some wine to drink.

I needed it. I was so uncomfortable.

When I got to the wine stand there were so many people that I just walked away and stood a few feet away from the crowd.

It was 11 pm, and I was so sure that my children were fast asleep.

I felt someone’s shadow behind me, and I quickly turned around.

I saw a majestic-looking man standing behind me with a glass of champagne in his hand, his other hand stuck in his pocket.

His hair was pulled to the back, he had a little smirk on his face. He had very beautiful eyes and little lips. He was dressed in black pants and a white shirt. He had tattoos on his neck and both arms.

“How.. may I help you?”

He looked around and then handed the glass over to me.

“I do not need this..” I tried to reject his drink.

“I saw you over there,” he pointed to the wine stand. “So do not try to act humble and take it. It is an open place I can not harm you,” he spouted out.

Pretty thick voice too.

“Ah, I see. Thanks.”

I accepted it and took a sip.

He smiled and then extended his hand to me for a shake. I shook his hands, but he kept staring at my face with a smile on his face.

I pulled back my hand.

“What is your name?”

Why was he asking? He looked pretty young.

I couldn't tell him my real name. I was not trying to form any relationship.

“My name is Brenda.”

“Really? Um.. I am Mateo.”

Wow, a very unique name.

I nodded my head and the next thing I saw was Brenda running towards me with a frown on her face.

“Astrid, where have you been, and who is this?”

Fuck, now he knew my name!

“Just someone I met a while ago.”

Brenda looked at his face and she squinted her eyes.

“Do I know you?”

She said to him, but he shook his head.

“I doubt that, ma'am.”

He just called her ma'am! He was definitely very young.

“You look so familiar..”

“Maybe you are mistaking me for someone else.”

“Maybe.”

She smiled at him and then looked back at me.

“Astrid, I am going now with one of my friends, but here is the key to the house. I am sorry girl, but you need to sleep alone. Unless..”

She looked and winked at Mateo, who had been staring at me.

“Brenda, no!”

She pulled me aside and stared at me.

“Girl, that man has been staring at you for ages. Have fun with him tonight!”

That sounded so absurd that I just stared at her in awe.

“Brenda, I just met him. What are you saying?”

“It is just sex, Astrid. After tonight you will never see him again. You both do not need to exchange contacts, just have fun. When was the last time you screamed and orgasmed?”

I bowed my head, and she patted my shoulders.

“Exactly! Now have fun.”

She left and I walked back to him.

“You wanna dance, Miss..” He smiled then stared into my eyes, “What should I call you? Astrid or Brenda?”

I looked at him and chuckled.

We started dancing, but then he grabbed my waist and kissed my cheeks.

This was not working! It was not!

I pushed him away, snatched my bag, and walked out to the car.

When I checked my bag for the key to the house I noticed it was not there, and then I saw him walking towards me with the key in his hand.

“How do you have my key?" I whispered to him.

“Stop fighting this, Miss Astrid. I know you want it too.”

I tried taking my keys from him but he put them in his pocket.

“Get into the car I will take you back to your house.”

He said that over my shoulders and into my ears, and that sent cold shivers through my spine.

He got into the driver's seat and I also stepped into the car and he drove off.