∘◦ENCOUNTER◦∘

TWO MONTHS BEFORE…

The club was packed, and the music was loud. Bodies moving from one side to the other, well synchronized. The sexual tension was in the air.

Diana had gone there because she needed to turn her life around. Andrew Thomas, her friend for years and then her boyfriend of one year, had cheated on her. She felt frustrated but at the same time relieved. Two such different feelings that pissed her off. She took a sip of his "Margarita" drink. Remembering that embarrassing episode of her life. Everything had been bad for some months between them, but Diana wanted to fix things, so when she left the office that day, she decided to give it a try. 

She texted Andrew that she would stop by his apartment, and that she asked him to take care of the wine. Because she would be bringing dinner. She had texted him about two hours earlier, it seemed strange to her that he hadn't replied. Nevertheless, she set off.

Diana went to the Chinese food restaurant and ordered everything for a romantic evening. She was very restless, she liked Andrew, he was very attentive to her, but lately, they were very distant. She wanted to stoke the fire between them a little because the flame of their relationship was dying out.

When she pulled into the parking lot of the luxury building where Andrew lived, she could tell by looking at his vehicle that he was already there. She did what she always did, she parked hers next to his.

At least it was there. Waiting for her, he said to himself, otherwise it would be a great pity to waste so much food. Although it seemed very strange to him that she hadn't answered him yet. She stepped out of the elevator, checking that the bags of food were perfect and that nothing had spilled.

Diana reached for the keys to the apartment which he himself had given her seven months ago. She put the key in and carefully opened the door. Nothing had prepared her for what she saw at that moment.

There were clothes everywhere. Women's blue shoes, black socks. His tie was also lying on the floor.

“Oh Andrew, yes!”

Diana had to see it. Because the voice was all too familiar.

She found them naked on the couch, Andrew's body pumping hard inside the woman's body.

“Don't stop! I need more!”

That voice, she knew her. It was Amanda, the marketing girl who worked with them at the company. She dropped the bags of food on the floor. The noise made them stop what they were doing for a moment.

“Diana!” shouted Andrew. Leaping out of the woman's body, “What are you doing here?”

“If you had bothered to look at your cell phone, you would know,”  her voice was broken.

She wasn't going to cry in front of them. Amanda looked at Diana with a satisfied smile. 

“But it's okay, I'm off. You can go on with what you were doing. Don't worry about me. I'll gonna be fine”.

“We're not worried at all,” the woman said, “On the contrary, you've interrupted the fun. As usual”.

“Diana… You can't leave like this. Please, let's talk”.  Andrew begged.

“We have nothing to talk about,” she walked to the exit. 

As she felt, Andrew quickly get dressed. She picked up her purse and glanced down at her large engagement ring. She paused for a moment to take it off. Diana walked back to where they were in the living room and could tell how Amanda hadn't even moved from the spot. Nor had she put anything on to cover herself.

The rage and helplessness in Diana's body became present. She took off her ring and threw it straight with excellent aim at Amanda's forehead.

“You always liked it. Now you can use it now,” she turned around and left.

“Oh, stupid!” was the only thing she heard from Amanda.

She didn't notice when Andrew was in his boxer shorts behind her.

“You can't leave like that,” he said, meeting her gray eyes.

She felt like the world had fallen on him.

“There is nothing more to do here,” she said, “There is no more us, this is over”.

“I'm not going to leave you so easily”. He screamed again.

“Stop the stupidity and go with Amanda. In the end, you're both just like shit,” she pushed him and left the apartment.

She shook her head to erase that memory, it was the worst experience of his life. Days later, she had to talk to Daren. Her boss and Andrew's father. She asked her to control her son because he was harassing her, and she didn't want to act in a legal way.

Daren Thomas, told her not to worry about him. That he would resolve the situation. All this, so she wouldn't leave in the middle of the project they were working on. She agreed and continued working for her ex-fiancé's company. It was not an easy situation.

In the last few days, things had become a bit more tense. That's why she decided to keep to her work schedule, not a minute more, not a minute less. That day was Friday. She left at the usual time, and when she got home she felt she needed a little distraction.  Because she was a little depressed. Her mother had called her to tell her that she was a bit childish, for not accepting her boyfriend's infidelity. That she had to turn a blind eye. And above all that, maintaining a good marriage meant sacrifice. Once again, as always, her mother blamed her for everything.

Diana didn't agree with that. That's why that night she had worn a short silver dress that highlighted every curve of her body, showing off her long, toned legs. Her chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. They made a nice contrast. She was sitting at the bar when the guy she had been most attracted to in college approached her and was now a successful business executive.

Ian Cooper, as a young man, had been the boy who made more than one girl in college sigh. She had the opportunity to share with him when she was studying the first years of her career. He was about to graduate, but he was behind in two of his first semesters and was taking classes with her. For Diana, Ian was unattainable.

Coincidentally, it was he who introduced her to Andrew, as they were studying together. But it wasn't until she graduated with honors from college, and the company where Ian worked had hired her, that they saw each other again. That was four years ago.

“I don't believe it! Diana?”

To her, the night lit up. She looked at him from head to toe. He looked better now than before. Tall, with tanned skin. In the modern style of today's guys. He wore his hair in a small ponytail, a three-day beard, and eyes more golden than the best Scotch whiskey. Nose outlined.

His body exuded arrogance, confidence, and determination. They had met after a long time many times, as he had become a partner in the company where he worked. He was practically her “Big Boss”.

“Hello,” she said shyly. “So. That's me”.

He hugged her tightly and she breathed in his scent. She let his fragrance flood all her senses and wished at that moment never to leave his arms. She had always been attracted to Ian, but at the time he had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who became his wife. As far as she knew, they had been separated for over a year.

“You look stunning, as always,” he winked. “Come, let's dance”.

Without giving her time to answer, he took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. She felt a little uncomfortable at first, as she, with everything and heels, barely reached his nose. However, she fit the male body perfectly. He placed his hands on her hips, pulling her a little closer to him. She placed her hands on his chest.

“This really is a beautiful coincidence,” he spoke in a very hoarse voice, very close to my ear.

“Yes, it is”. She answered in a whisper, not wanting Ian to notice the effect of her words.

They danced to more songs and continued drinking. He is whiskey, and she, margaritas. The night passed quickly. Between drinks, and glances that said more than what their mouths expressed.

“Oh, my goodness!” she exclaimed, looking at his cell phone. “It's late, I have to go”.

Ian looked at his wristwatch, it was indeed twenty past two in the morning, but he didn't want it to end either.

“Did you bring a car?” he asked curiously.

“No. I came by cab,” she replied with a shrug.

For Diana, that was normal, because if she was going to drink alcohol she couldn't drive.

Ian opened his eyes, then looked at her disapprovingly.

“How can you go out like that?” There was a hint of scolding in his voice.

“Going out like that, how?” Diana blinked a couple of times when he asked, a little surprised.

“Alone? With no one to accompany you,” he waved his hands at her.

“Ian, I went out just for a drink. I was almost leaving when you arrived,” she smiled, as she put her delicate hand on his arm.

“I'll take you,” he didn't ask, “But first let's get something to eat, I'm hungry”.

“It's okay,” she didn't want the night to end either.

He took care of the bill and led the way. Feeling his fingers in her cleavage, which reached down to her lower back, made her shiver for a moment…

“Are you cold?” he asked.

“A little bit,” he answered to disguise it.

They drove to the parking lot and Diana could admire her car. A black Maserati that sparkled as if it were an exotic jewel. Ian looked like a gentleman, he opened the passenger door for her, and for a moment they stood face to face, almost touching noses.

“Come in,” he said hoarsely.

The car smelled of him, of his manly perfume. Diana closed her eyes for a moment, she wanted to savor a little the chance of having found her and let herself go for as long as she could.

She didn't realize Ian was inside the car with her, until she heard the door close, and the locks engage. He stared for a moment.

“I'm glad I ran into you tonight,” her voice sounded sincere, even grateful.

Diana smiled. The vehicle came to life and snuck through the quiet streets of the city. To her, it was like a fairy tale. She was with the man she had always liked.

They arrived at a café that worked around the clock. They ordered something simple. Some hamburgers, french fries service. Amidst laughter at the anecdotes, they both shared. They finished eating. He would take her home, as he had told her an hour before.

When Ian stopped at a traffic light, he couldn't stand the temptation any longer and grabbed her chin, bringing his lips close to hers.

 “You can't imagine how long I've wanted to do this”.

The magic of the moment enveloped them.