The day comes with a blinding brilliance. Off or the air conditioning and I get out of bed. It's December 28th.I have so many things to do today. The first thing I do is take my mobile and check calls and messages in the mail. Nothing, no calls. I hear the sound of a car parking and turning off. I look out the window; It is a car that I do not recognize. I shower and brush my teeth quickly. My hair only needs a bit of styling cream and I let it go down with freedom of expression. For at go vacation from work should serve.
And not combing my hair is one of the joys of life.
I River at this thought and I start looking for what to wear. I choose a cherry red blouse and royal blue jean shorts. My sandals twenty -one they are in a corner. I put them on when I leave the room. Right at that moment, my cell phone rings. It is a call from an unknown number.
“ Yes?
“ Maria.
It's Taurus, one of the managers of the buffet. His voice is
JulioI am standing in the middle of a business meeting.The white walls and leather chairs occupied by entrepreneurs are a reminder that I have a business to face. I have days without sleeping well. Since I left Maria's house, the dream, it seems, has stayed there and does not want to return.I must face the fact that for the first time in my thirty “ three years I am not going to get something I want, someone I love who does not correspond to me in the same way. It's not fun or happy at all.Curse.I am a self “ confident man. Healways when I will be able to risk and when not, when I take or take control. I controlled myself for a year without dating or having sex with any woman. I didn't feel like it. I began to believe that Alexandra took my manhood wrapped in her aura of infidelity, but I could not be further from reality. Maria ignited my libido as soon as I saw her. Until that
My suitcase weighs what a feather. I stop at a store on the way to Punta Cana. Adam lent me his car, a black Škoda Fabia from 2012. It is very comfortable and small. He has it for sale, but as a matchmaker — perhaps he doesn't think the same — he lent it to me for a few days saying that he had nothing planned for a few days. The car belongs to his late wife. When she died, she left everything to Adam. He is not interested, it seems to me, to wear anything that reminds him of his dead wife."Understandable".I walk through the lobby of Julio's father's hotel and arrive at the reception. I am wearing a low “ key black dress. I bought clothes for at least three days and several bikinis in case my plans go as I hope, unless Julio had turned the page, so I will not have an answer nor am I ready. A negative now that I decided to give our happiness a chance. It's hard for me to even think that I lost it."It's only been a few days!"For
JulioI hurry through the hotel and greet an employee who walks past me. They all recognize me. Some mentioned minor problems with guests; I sent them to my father. I'll have time to help you with it later. My main concern is to know why María has returned to my life, her intentions and, why not, perhaps calm the accelerated and growing heartbeat that began between my legs since my father notified me of her arrival at the hotel. After searching around the room I have occupied, I head to the elevator. Just before entering, I hear someone call out my name. I face whoever it is who unconsciously intends to ruin my research plans. My instinct yells it at me just before I look up and see Alexandra there. Hearing her from afar and thinking that she would respect my wishes not to see her again, I could never have imagined that she is here or even recognize her voice. I should have gotten on the damn elevator and played deaf. Instead, ed
“ It seems you didn't have long to wait to replace me, Julio.Maria's voice makes Alexandra detach from my quickly, though perhaps not fast enough."Maria…" I can't quite tell her that no matter how cliché what she just saw sounds, it's not what really happens.Damn my ex “ wife who always complicates my life. Can't exes calmly walk away from your life? Alexandra always manages to move the earth under people's feet, and not in a good way. She took advantage of me in a confusing moment that even now I can't guess what she wants from me. I look like a damsel in distress begging for forgiveness for something I couldn't prevent from happening. And boy do I feel in a hurry with Maria's unnerved gaze on me. What did Alexandra want when she kissed me? That woman's mind is a fucking mess. I put my hands in the pockets of my pants and try to control the slight tremor that Marí produces in me with a white dress that reaches h
After showering, we get into the jacuzzi and make love again, ending up in bed, tired but satiated.Questions hang in the air we breathe, but I don't want to be the one to start talking. I know you are nervous; she squeezes her hands and looks at herself in the mirror after wearing a knee “ length black dress with a strapless neckline for too long. It can be uninhibited when making love, but when it comes to feelings, it becomes an eight without feet or head. It softens my heart to see her fight herself and murmur. Distracted, she thinks I'm not listening. It amazes me how I can love every gesture she makes, even talking to herself out loud.She is crazy to tie, but she is my crazy.“ Did you say something? I ask him when I finish putting on the shirt that had made me bring a button. Makes one moment. We are switched to attend the party my father is throwing. At nine o'clock at night it began ... and we are thirty minutes late.&ld
Well, it's done, I exposed myself as I am and I feel.She's blonde… Wow, I had a good imagination when I came up with it in my head. Yes, she is blonde, the kind that hiccup and take your breath away. Damn, I was even attracted to her voluptuous body. I'm not one of those women who spend their lives self “ conscious, no. Everyone has their own. We are all born with something attractive and that makes us special. Although that woman and some plastic surgeons make her look more than attractive, they make her a seductress without even moving her red lipstick. I look at Julio as he gets up and paces back and forth. This time he is the nervous one despite the fact that his face and his upright back show otherwise. I pulled everything down to keep my momentum and battered pride at bay. Seeing that woman on Julio kissing him, something primitive in me woke up. A caveman with a mallet came to the surface and I imagined all kinds of scenarios including a ripped blonde and
María López, a twenty-seven-year-old Dominican lawyer, decides that she is not ready to marry, her partner Reed is filled with revenge and hatred towards her and begins to create rumors about alleged bribes accepted by María, bribes of which were even from the defendant for her. After a discussion with the directors of the Buffet, María decides to take a vacation to her homeland on Christmas Eve.On the plane he meets Julio Medina, a man with cinnamon skin, honey-colored eyes and a captivating gaze, who had recently found his wife being unfaithful to him. Julio takes an interest in María and proposes her to a night of sex without commitments. After all, she is no longer engaged to anyone and decides to accept the indecent proposal. Julio is the change she needs in her life, a tender, attentive, romantic man and most importantly ... LOVE COFFEE!Could it be that it is too late when Maria realizes that love at first coffee does exist? W
" Can i sit? My seat is held by a lady with her grandson. I didn't want to lift it, ”a male voice speaks to me."Yeah right.The man in the blue linen shirt sits silently next to me."Thanks. He blew out the breath.I've been waiting at JFK Airport in Queens southeast of New York City for over two hours. A flight delay ends up damaging my already ruined Christmas Eve.Today, December 22, I am officially single. Thrown away and discarded as diluted clothing. When I think about things andasIt could have been with Reed, my eyes betray me and are convinced by the fucking tears. A few weeks ago she was what could be called happy, loved — at least from the physical side — successful and coveted. She was a fulfilled and envied woman.I, María López, with my twenty-seven years, had the perfect man by my side, a job in the most prosperous and sought-after law firm in the city, without children waiting for
Well, it's done, I exposed myself as I am and I feel.She's blonde… Wow, I had a good imagination when I came up with it in my head. Yes, she is blonde, the kind that hiccup and take your breath away. Damn, I was even attracted to her voluptuous body. I'm not one of those women who spend their lives self “ conscious, no. Everyone has their own. We are all born with something attractive and that makes us special. Although that woman and some plastic surgeons make her look more than attractive, they make her a seductress without even moving her red lipstick. I look at Julio as he gets up and paces back and forth. This time he is the nervous one despite the fact that his face and his upright back show otherwise. I pulled everything down to keep my momentum and battered pride at bay. Seeing that woman on Julio kissing him, something primitive in me woke up. A caveman with a mallet came to the surface and I imagined all kinds of scenarios including a ripped blonde and
After showering, we get into the jacuzzi and make love again, ending up in bed, tired but satiated.Questions hang in the air we breathe, but I don't want to be the one to start talking. I know you are nervous; she squeezes her hands and looks at herself in the mirror after wearing a knee “ length black dress with a strapless neckline for too long. It can be uninhibited when making love, but when it comes to feelings, it becomes an eight without feet or head. It softens my heart to see her fight herself and murmur. Distracted, she thinks I'm not listening. It amazes me how I can love every gesture she makes, even talking to herself out loud.She is crazy to tie, but she is my crazy.“ Did you say something? I ask him when I finish putting on the shirt that had made me bring a button. Makes one moment. We are switched to attend the party my father is throwing. At nine o'clock at night it began ... and we are thirty minutes late.&ld
“ It seems you didn't have long to wait to replace me, Julio.Maria's voice makes Alexandra detach from my quickly, though perhaps not fast enough."Maria…" I can't quite tell her that no matter how cliché what she just saw sounds, it's not what really happens.Damn my ex “ wife who always complicates my life. Can't exes calmly walk away from your life? Alexandra always manages to move the earth under people's feet, and not in a good way. She took advantage of me in a confusing moment that even now I can't guess what she wants from me. I look like a damsel in distress begging for forgiveness for something I couldn't prevent from happening. And boy do I feel in a hurry with Maria's unnerved gaze on me. What did Alexandra want when she kissed me? That woman's mind is a fucking mess. I put my hands in the pockets of my pants and try to control the slight tremor that Marí produces in me with a white dress that reaches h
JulioI hurry through the hotel and greet an employee who walks past me. They all recognize me. Some mentioned minor problems with guests; I sent them to my father. I'll have time to help you with it later. My main concern is to know why María has returned to my life, her intentions and, why not, perhaps calm the accelerated and growing heartbeat that began between my legs since my father notified me of her arrival at the hotel. After searching around the room I have occupied, I head to the elevator. Just before entering, I hear someone call out my name. I face whoever it is who unconsciously intends to ruin my research plans. My instinct yells it at me just before I look up and see Alexandra there. Hearing her from afar and thinking that she would respect my wishes not to see her again, I could never have imagined that she is here or even recognize her voice. I should have gotten on the damn elevator and played deaf. Instead, ed
My suitcase weighs what a feather. I stop at a store on the way to Punta Cana. Adam lent me his car, a black Škoda Fabia from 2012. It is very comfortable and small. He has it for sale, but as a matchmaker — perhaps he doesn't think the same — he lent it to me for a few days saying that he had nothing planned for a few days. The car belongs to his late wife. When she died, she left everything to Adam. He is not interested, it seems to me, to wear anything that reminds him of his dead wife."Understandable".I walk through the lobby of Julio's father's hotel and arrive at the reception. I am wearing a low “ key black dress. I bought clothes for at least three days and several bikinis in case my plans go as I hope, unless Julio had turned the page, so I will not have an answer nor am I ready. A negative now that I decided to give our happiness a chance. It's hard for me to even think that I lost it."It's only been a few days!"For
JulioI am standing in the middle of a business meeting.The white walls and leather chairs occupied by entrepreneurs are a reminder that I have a business to face. I have days without sleeping well. Since I left Maria's house, the dream, it seems, has stayed there and does not want to return.I must face the fact that for the first time in my thirty “ three years I am not going to get something I want, someone I love who does not correspond to me in the same way. It's not fun or happy at all.Curse.I am a self “ confident man. Healways when I will be able to risk and when not, when I take or take control. I controlled myself for a year without dating or having sex with any woman. I didn't feel like it. I began to believe that Alexandra took my manhood wrapped in her aura of infidelity, but I could not be further from reality. Maria ignited my libido as soon as I saw her. Until that
The day comes with a blinding brilliance. Off or the air conditioning and I get out of bed. It's December 28th.I have so many things to do today. The first thing I do is take my mobile and check calls and messages in the mail. Nothing, no calls. I hear the sound of a car parking and turning off. I look out the window; It is a car that I do not recognize. I shower and brush my teeth quickly. My hair only needs a bit of styling cream and I let it go down with freedom of expression. For at go vacation from work should serve.And not combing my hair is one of the joys of life.I River at this thought and I start looking for what to wear. I choose a cherry red blouse and royal blue jean shorts. My sandals twenty -one they are in a corner. I put them on when I leave the room. Right at that moment, my cell phone rings. It is a call from an unknown number.“ Yes?“ Maria.It's Taurus, one of the managers of the buffet. His voice is
The girls have been good. Their names are Lucia and Leidy. As in every pair of twins, there is always one that stands out for its uncontrollable desire to attract attention. That's Lucia. His eyes are a little lighter than his sister's, but it is almost imperceptible. I have dedicated myself to observing them during the hour that they were drawing with all the pens that I found in the house. They have bewitched me. I'm in love with those two globs with the red cheeks and chubby legs.“ So you're our older sister, ”Lucia said before Daniel took them to the car.“ That's right, Lucia. I pinch his ball nose.“ We like having an older sister, ”Leidy speaks for both of us.My chest swells. I hug them.“ I love having two younger sisters. I hope to see them soon. I will have many gifts for you when we meet.Yes,lis I will have many gifts.I will stay in the country, I decided when
The lights are off and the streets are deserted, as there is a breakdown in the urbanization. Homes and apartments with inverters have only half of the light bulbs on. Not knowing what time the electricity will be repaired, they prefer not to waste the inverter's energy. Silence reigns in our house. Sitting on the veranda, I look at my mother's garden, which has bloomed this morning. Fill the place with fascinating color and smells. Sets of roses rise up against each other as if it were a competition from height. In the gallery we have a lamp that adorns the ceiling, perhaps not as large as the ones in the living room, but Yes just enough to stand out. I have my cell phone in my hand, eager to hear from a man who hasn't bothered to contact me. It's been five days since ended our adventure. Every day I feel worse, even when I drink my coffee I wait for him to go down the stairs and come to the kitchen with his almost blond hair disheveled, a sweatshirt that adorns his legs and a flan