Pleasure games

Chapter 1   My life is so boring that I'm tired of waiting for something to happen, it's time to take charge and get whatever I want for myself without letting anything stop me. Or at least that's what I think as I walk to the house I share with my friend Berenice, I just had a job interview and from what they told me, or rather the way they treated me, I'm pretty convinced that it's not they're going to call me at all- I enter the house and see my friend picking up the mess on the floor, she looks at me excitedly. –        Please, don't ask, I feel bad and I don't want to talk about it - with that answer I make it clear that nothing went as expected –        Don't take it so seriously, in any case, being an assistant in a company is nothing that caught your attention either, something better will come –        I need to go out - I inform him - let's go to a club where there is a lot of alcohol and where I can give my brain space to think about something other than my current situation Ever since the firm I was working for as an interior designer closed down three months ago, I've been trying to get something to no avail, they think I'm unlucky or something, I even downgraded myself and went for an interview to take a secretary position at a company, and even that I couldn't get. –        We go to the bar you want, however, you have to understand that you are not going to starve just because you were not hired by that company, you have me, I am your support - she has a beauty salon in the center of the city that brings him very good profits, if there is someone in this world who cannot complain about anything, it is her. –        I know, but I can't live at your expense forever - he makes a face –        It doesn't bother me, now go change, they opened a pub near the hall that everyone says is perfect, so we sure like it - I'm not a big party person, I prefer other types of entertainment, but today I want to do things that I never do So maybe my luck will change. I get ready, I take my dress to go to the bars, I only need one because I don't go too often, as always it suits me perfectly for the occasion, it's made of a fabric that fits a lot on the body, it even imitates a second skin, it shines like its outside leather and gives freedom of movement in the case, by chance I decide that I want to dance, I make up my eyes in a dark way, I blur all the contour and I make sure that I look different and dangerous, I raise my long hair in a ponytail that falls on my back and last I glance, in the mirror, I feel pleased with what I see. When I leave the room I find Berenice who is waiting for me sitting in the chair, she needs much less time than me, and she looks even much better, I don't understand how she manages it, she shows me the keys to a car. –        Today we are going to arrive in style - I look at her blankly - I just bought a car - she points me out of the house, I run to the door and get out, I see a luxurious car parked in front of our house, I didn't realize it was there when arriving –        It's beautiful - I look at her, she's standing at the door - but I don't see the logic in taking it with us today, I thought we wanted to drink - she nods –        That is why we are going to call a designated driver to return home, but of course, we are going to leave in this baby - Berenice approaches the car - we can go now - I realize that she is completely ready, she even has her bag hanging from the shoulder –        Let me take my bag - I go in and out as fast as I can, and we head to the adventure that promises to be tonight. The pub that Berenice took us to is just as the one that is in style said, that is clear to me from the excessive amount of people inside, we try to situate ourselves at a table and we don't find any empty ones, so we go to the bar. –        I'm going to dance - she takes the credit card out of her bag and hands it to me - drink all you want, I know you need it - I nod and smile at her, she can shout over loud music for me to hear, but it's not something I feel like doing, I wait for her to walk away, I wave to the bartender coming my way, I stand up a little above the bar so I don't have to shout –        That I put you? – I wonder how who is adapted to this kind of thing –        Give me two Cosmopolitans – I know my friend drinks the same as me, I wait for her to hand me mine after doing her show in front of me and I start drinking –        can I sit? - A male voice asks me next to me, I nod without looking at him, and I would have continued like this if he didn't touch my shoulder, I look at him intrigued. –        I can help you with something? - I ask –        do you know me? - he asks me, I smile calmly –        If that's your way of flirting, let me tell you, it's kind of pathetic. Despite telling him that, I have to admit that he's quite attractive, it shouldn't take any work to flirt, I'm melting myself just looking at him. –        I'm not trying to flirt - he laughs - ask genuinely, your face seems familiar to me –        I don't think he knows you – surely he would remember, it is certain to me that I don't know him –        Well, I'm going to introduce myself - I have to laugh –        I thought you weren't flirting - he sits next to me and gets closer so I can hear him well –        Maybe now I will try, my name is Franco Garlini – even his name is unusual and interesting –        I am Tanya - I tell him a false name, no matter how attractive he is, I don't know him at all –        Can you let me buy you a drink? - I finish the one in front of me with a sip, I push my glass towards him and nod, this is a game to play for two and the truth is that I'm very interested. – Giardini - I mention his last name - where is he from? –        Italian, my parents are emigrants – he explains – I like you – he suddenly blurts out, leaving me impressed –        That's what I call being direct Mr. Garlini - I smile at him - it's not that I think it's not attractive, but I don't feel too inclined to start a relationship with someone I don't know at all - he stares at me, I can almost see that he is Thinking of what to say, he comes closer again and this time he's close to my ear. –        I don't want us to start a relationship, I just want you to let me give you pleasure, and it doesn't bother me that you don't usually do it, I'll settle for you making an exception for me. What do you think? – I drink the new drink that they just put in front of me –        Sorry but I don't think so – after giving the answer I scold myself, a total stranger is offering to pleasure me, today was supposed to be a day to do things I don't normally do so I have no real reason to tell him no, in fact, I'm dying to say yes, and if I don't I'm going to spend the rest of my life wondering if I should have accepted what he's offering me. –        It seems to me that if you want it, I'm not offering you anything else, just pleasure, we have nothing to lose either of us. –        How did you choose me among so many women to make a proposition like that? – I ask him to gain time to think a little more, and also to finish the two drinks that are in front of me. –        I already told you, I like you, and I also think you're different. What do you say? –        I have to admit that you are very sincere and that I have nothing to lose - no, I have absolutely nothing to lose, I'm never going to see him again in my life - okay - I sigh, never having done something like this, makes me nervous about it, I call bartender - can you give this to that girl? - I hand him the card and point to Berenice, and he nods, Franco takes my hand and drags me through the crowd, when we get outside we go to his car, an impressive Ferrari that makes it clear that this man has a lot of money, opens the passenger door for him to get in and then gets in and puts the car in gear. –        Where would you like to go? – he asks me – a hotel, my house or your house? – It is obvious that he is used to doing this kind of thing –        Better a hotel, I would feel uncomfortable in another place - even now I feel uncomfortable, I'm beginning to regret my decision, Franco goes to a very close hotel, being in the center it's something easy, he gets off and waits for to follow him when we enter the reception and he goes to get a room I wait for him in front of the elevator, I feel embarrassed. –        I know you told me you've never done something like this - Franco tells me close to my ear - but you're making it too obvious - he calls the elevator, puts a hand on my back, and guides me inside, the room is on the sixth floor of the hotel. When we enter the room I get very nervous, even more than I was until now, Franco smiles at me, and for the first time I stop to look at him properly, he is wearing quite simple jean jeans, a black sweater, and a leather jacket of the same color, her hair seems to imitate the night and is entangled in a fluffy mop of curls on her head, her eyes are an intense blue that leaves you senseless just looking at her, now she looks more impressive than in the darkness of the Pub. –        do you do this very often? - I ask –        I don't think you need to know - he goes to the minibar and takes out a bottle of wine, he pours a glass for me and another for him - you better believe that it's the first time I've done it - he puts the glass in my hand and I He holds his gaze - you can be sure that it is the best for both of us - I nod and lower my head when it seems too difficult to continue looking into his eyes, he takes me by the waist and in a sudden gesture urges me to get closer to him, without giving me any kind of warning, he kisses me hungrily - I like the taste of your mouth - he helps me bring the glass to my lips, he waits for me to sip him and kisses me again - even wine tastes better in your lips – my breathing begins to become completely irregular. I swallow hard and place my empty hand on his chest. –        You're quite a casanova - I blame him and he doesn't take the time to deny it, he takes the glass from my hand with the same speed with which he handed it to me, and he puts them on the table in the hall of the room and takes me in his powerful arms to deposit me on the bed. –        It is clear that you do not want to waste time - I speak only so that my nerves do not win me –        I don't see the need to do it – before starting to undress me he removes all the clothes from his upper body, he lets me see perfectly shaped and ripped muscles, my mouth is watering, I haven't had much intimate interaction with him. men, but the few I've been with, can't be compared to Franco, it's the first time I've seen a body like his in front of my eyes, he approaches and takes the hem of my dress, without giving me time to think about it. what's happening takes hold of him and takes it over my head – just like I thought, you're perfect. The first thing that comes to my mind is that he should tell everyone that, but it's too late for me to try to speak, his cold hands are on my body and each one of my senses is focused on that magnificent sensation, he passes his hands to my back as if it were a hug and he undoes the clasps of my bra, he bends down in front of me and without difficulty lowers my panties leaving me at his mercy, he holds himself with his arms on my body and looks at me carefully, without prior notice he begins to kiss me while his daring hands roam my body at will, he places one on my right breast, he looks at me for a moment with his stormy blue eyes and then lowers his head so that his mouth delights in the n****e of my breast free, like a fool I start to moan feeling delivered to everything he wants to do with my body.