TWENTY

Kamilla Lopez

The vehicle parks in front of the house, I get out of the car and go up the stairs, open the door and see Dona Carolina having dinner on the table with Zeus at her feet. When closing the door, she looked in my direction, I greeted her with a smile and approached her.

— Yesterday you didn't come home, I was worried.

— I had to sleep on the job, I was notified at the last minute.

— It's because?

— The child, I had to take care of him.

— Only his?

I felt my throat dry up remembering Nick, I took a deep breath controlling my thoughts, I can't let this interfere with my life, what had to happen has already happened and that's it, but I want it again, and again.....

— I have to get dressed....

— Are you going out again?

— Yes, I'm going to the club with Bianca.

Dona Carolina narrowed her eyes, without arousing suspicion I turn my body and walk to the bedroom. Silence took over the room, I put the bags on a chair and tie my hair, at that moment Dona Carolina walked through the bedroom door.

— Did you kill someone?

— No, I didn't kill anyone.

— Then I have to worry.

— Why?

— Do you think what you just said is normal?

— Say what?

— Who goes to a nightclub?

Defeated, I felt myself on the mattress, my eyes are heavy with tears and soon, a sob escapes my lips. Dona Carolina sits next to me and hugs me tenderly.

— The darling. Didn't you God go?

— Yes, I did.

I hide my face in her face letting go of the tears that fall quickly, Dona Carolina repressed her smile and soothed me.

— And was it good?

— He was.

Dona Carolina, unable to bear it, starts to laugh at my situation and throws her head back, I break the hug and stand there waiting for her to finish, I wipe my eyes, feeling like an idiot.

— I knew I lost my virginity, your eyes are brighter and your hair silkier than usual.

— I don't know what I'm feeling, I liked what I did, but I'm also feeling like anyone else.

— You're rediscovering pleasures, but having lost your virginity doesn't make you anyone, time or another you would lose.

— I know, but....

— Who did you go with?— Was it with the handsome one?

— And does it matter?

— Sure, did you go with him or not?

— Yes.

Dona Carolina got up from the bed, grabbed Zeus and started jumping for joy.

— I KNEW IT! — she spins Zeus. — I KNEW YOU'D GIVE IT TO HIM.

I get out of bed and approach my bedroom window, I watched the city lights, my thoughts flew to the most intense dawn of my life.

— He is such an intense man, he has an unusual beauty of other men, those blue eyes, his beard, his hair, his attractive body, he exudes sensuality, dominance, pure testosterone.

Dona Carolina listened to me while I was describing Nick Ross, she released the cat on the bed that fell dizzy and said in surprise:

— You're crazy about the handsome guy....

— I'm not crazy about him, it was just sex.

At that moment Zeus, who was lying on my bed, got up and left my room without looking back, Dona Carolina and I watched him walk away.

— Even Zeus didn't believe what you said.

As soon as she left me alone I headed to the bathroom and got rid of the clothes, I got in the shower and started my bath, after finishing I wrapped my body in a towel and returned to the bedroom, I approached the wardrobe, I turned all my clothes but none of them were fit for a nightclub. I selected a loose blue dress that reached the knee and one of the panties that Bianca had bought for me, for makeup I applied some foundation and did an eyeliner accompanied by eyelash mask.

In front of the house and highly ready, I see Bianca's car approaching and parking in front of me, after entering her room she looked at me with a mocking smile on her lips.

— Are you going to have a picnic tonight?

— I know this outfit isn't appropriate for clubs, but I don't have clothes for that kind of place.

Bianca takes her hand to the backseat and places a bag in my hands.

— If you change back there, you're going to look really hot in that dress.

I go to the backseat while she starts moving the car in traffic, I take off my dress and replace it with a red one that sticks to my body. At the club, Bianca and I entered through the back with the help of a guy she was having sex with, soon we heard the strident sound of the club's music invading our ears. We approached the bar and sat on a stool, ordering.

— Are you sure you want to stay at the club?

— Yes!

— If you want, we can go to a snack bar or a movie.

— No! Let's stay here until I'm totally drunk!

— Okay, it's fine....

Bianca took her drink and ingested the liquid at once, I asked for a sweet one, I hated drinks like whiskey and vodka, although I never drink, but since Bianca has already drunk, she said they were the strongest. I took my drink, feeling the sweetness go down my throat, I asked for more rounds until I saw my happy body.

— Go dance, I know what you want....

— And leave you alone?— I didn't go crazy.

— Bianca....

— I won't do the same stupid thing as before.

I smiled openly looking at Bianca's face, she didn't find it funny at all the way I was.

— I had sex with Nick!

Bianca's eyes widened in surprise at the information.

— It makes sense why you wanted to come to the club, you're feeling guilty.

— Touché!

— Are you sorry?

— No, it was too good to regret it.

— You met Nickonda.... — she smiles.

— I'm going to dance....

— You're drunk, you can't stand up.

— Of course I can.

I took off my heels and walked to the dance floor, when a song started I started moving my body in the same rhythm, it was slow and sensual, many women were dancing with their partners. I started moving my waist lightly, I didn't know how to dance, but I was always interested and watched videos on the Internet, mainly videos with women dancing lambada or sensual songs. I remember one time, chair dancing, it was totally sensual, so I started doing the same steps I remembered. The music that was playing perfectly matched the steps I was making. My body is on fire, eyes full of desire and lust stare at me, that drink has me totally turned on, I'm thirsty and dying to have sex with Nick. As soon as the song ended, I stopped dancing,

— Kami, you're drinking too much, let's go.

— It's so nice here....

— Let's go, you're crossing the line!

— If you want, you can go, I'll stay.

— I won't leave you alone....

— Go home!

I ordered after drinking one more round of booze and heading back to the dance floor.