Celebrating My Freedom

POV: Laura

I couldn’t contain my excitement any longer. This is just too good to be true. I can’t believe that I’m free to do anything I want, I mean anything at all. I’ve wasted three years of my life with this guy, and now that I’m free, I won’t let anything hold me back from having so much fun. Tonight is going to be so much fun, especially when I will drinking and dancing on the dance floor acting naughty.

 Tonight is the grand opening of a new nightclub in town. It is rumored to be one of the best clubs in town because of its location and nicely built facilities. I happen to know the owner of this new set-up, he used to be my friend once upon a time, and we are invited to the grand opening of his clubhouse. This day is just perfect, tonight I am celebrating a new beginning in my life, and I’ll be gracing the dance floor with my presence. I’ll have fun like never before, it’s going to be so exciting. I checked up on Cameron and Vinnie, urging them to hurry the hell up and meet me at the entrance to the new nightclub.

Since I’m celebrating my freedom tonight, there is no need to dress like a fucking housewife. In the past, I used to dress so conservatively in the house. Then I’ll put another outfit in my bag that I can wear to the club. But tonight, I’ll dress from the house, and there is absolutely nothing that Nathan would do about it. This is so exciting.

I rummaged through my wardrobe, searching for one of my favorite outfits that I haven’t been able to use all this while. I came across a black stretchy one-shoulder rhinestone bodycon mini that I’d gotten a few weeks ago while shopping with the girls. I could recall the weird looks they gave each other as they laughed out loudly, making a mockery of me because I never get to wear these sexy outfits anymore. I’d wanted to put it back on the shelf, but I took it to prove to the girls that I’m not some caged animal with no right to make her own decisions.

I’m so glad I picked it!

They’ll be so shocked to see me wearing this. The cleavage in front is very deep, leaving nothing to the imagination. It hugs my body so tightly, showing off my curves. It stops right under my ass, making it stand out. It hugs my hips to perfection, clinging to my body snugly, yet so comfortable. One wrong move on the dance floor and my thongs will be out for everyone to see. It has a low back, giving a teasing hint of my bare back. The gown does not require a bra, but the material is thick enough to make me feel comfortable without a bra.

I wore a pair of red high-heeled sandals and I carried a matching red purse to compliment my dress. I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection and smiling brightly as I loved what I saw in the mirror. I look amazing, even without makeup. I sat down in front of the mirror and got rid of my ponytail, combing my long, wavy chestnut-colored hair, and leaving it hanging below my shoulders. I did my makeup in front of the mirror, putting on mascara and highlighting my high cheekbones and other beautiful features. I applied a bright red lipstick, smacking my lips to make it even and beautiful. 

I wore gold hoop earrings, a glittery gold necklace, and a matching gold bracelet. Once finished, I looked in the mirror and smiled to myself. I look so hot and sexy. It’s been such a long time since I dressed this beautifully without worrying about what people might say or what could happen if Nathan or anyone close to us catches me looking this way.

As I walked down the staircase, I did so with poise and grace. I walked precisely and majestically, putting an effort to maintain my steps with my shoulder raised high. The maids and guards gawked at me, wondering what had come over me tonight. I know they were expecting me to pay them off to cover up for me as usual, but I didn’t do it. I just walked past them, clinking my heels on the tiles as I walked out the front door with so much confidence. 

Nate wasn’t around when I left. I noticed he wasn’t in the sitting room and his car was gone from the garage when I got into mine. I have no idea where he is, and I don’t fucking care. We are getting divorced!

As I drove to the club, I played RENAISSANCE by Beyonce on Spotify, and I sang along with her, singing and dancing so happily in my Range Rover sports car. I met the girls by the parking lot, they arrived before me and decided to wait for me outside. They ran to me the moment I stepped out of the car, they were so curious to know what was going on between Nate and I. But I had no time to think about that or respond to their question, I could only scream at the top of my voice, 

“ I’m getting a divorce!

I’m free!

I’m free!

I’m free!” I yelled out excitedly, showing off my ring finger that is now empty because I took off the fucking wedding ring.

“All drinks are on me tonight, I’m celebrating tonight.” I told them happily as we trooped into the club, skipping the long queue outside. The perks of knowing the owner of the club, we have VIP passes. I was getting nice comments from everyone about my cute outfit, and trust me, the admiration and compliments are beginning to get to my head. I felt so confident as we secured a place on the bar, ordering shot after shot of tequila, downing them in one gulp, and ordering for some more. 

After a few drinks, I found myself on the dancefloor, twisting and grinding my hips like never before. It’s been long since I had fun like this in the club. When I sneak out in the night with my friends, I always have to stay in the private booth to avoid getting caught by people that may know my husband. I’m always being so careful so I don’t get caught. But tonight, I’m as free as a bird. I danced with random guys, twerking and grinding with anyone that pulled me over for a dance. 

Vinnie and Cameron joined me on the dance floor, and they cheered me on, urging me to let loose and enjoy my celebration tonight. We got off the dance floor after a while, and I met Kendrick for the first time in over two years. Gosh, he looked better than I remembered, I was drooling over him in a few seconds. I have indeed attracted a lot of men's attention by my hot dance and curvy body tonight. Hell, I even graced the dance floor and flirted with a lot of guys tonight. But none caught my eye, and I’m simply not looking to get laid tonight. I simply want to have so much fun. It’s been so long since guys drooled over me this way. I fucking miss this! 

“Fuck, girl, you’re so hot!

I can’t take my eyes off you. Would you mind spending the night with me, I promise to take care of you.” A guy whispered in my ears, leaning to place a soft kiss on my cheeks before moving back a little to admire my beauty. I blushed like never before, but I did not look forward to seeing him later tonight. I’m not here to replace Nathan so soon. I just got my freedom, and all I want to do is to have so much fun until I get drunk and exhausted. I’ll be damned if I let myself get involved with another guy so soon. I’m so fucking sure of that.

“Damn!

I can’t believe that Nathan let you leave the house dressed like this. Don’t tell me this is the reason why you divorced your husband!

Wait, are you getting a divorce just to come out more often as we used to, Is that the reason for this divorce?” Cameron asked teasingly as they both kept asking me why Nathan and I got divorced.

“Nah, I don’t think it’s because of that. Come on, we both know that Nathan is so handsome, and he’s even rich too. You can’t divorce such a perfect guy just to be free to go clubbing. That would be so stupid!

Besides, we both know that she never stopped clubbing and partying, did she?” Vinnie added. She still can’t believe that I would divorce Nathan. She doesn’t understand because Nathan is so charming and his face and figure were my type. They know how stupid I get around cute guys, so it’s a mystery to them that I’ll divorce such a charming guy like Nate.

I don’t understand why they couldn’t just give up these questions and just be happy for me. I just can’t stand their consistent questions anymore. They think he is too perfect to be dumped like he is some Greek God or something. I got fed up with the nonstop interrogation, so I told them the sad truth that I’d never told anyone before, 

“Enough with the questions already!

Well, if you must know, I dumped his sorry ass because he sucks in bed!

The dude is fucking impotent!

Not only is Nathan impotent,  but I have never enjoyed sex with him for good three years that we have been married. I can’t cope with him anymore!

Like, how do I live with an impotent man for the rest of my life?” I asked no one in particular. The girls were so shocked by the news. They just can’t believe that such a handsome guy is impotent. It sounds unbelievable to them.

“You don’t believe me, right?

You think he is too gorgeous and too wealthy to be impotent. Well, he is!

He’s an impotent bastard!

He cums in five seconds. I’ve never had an orgasm in three years, not even once. He is so stiff and grumpy all the time, I had to force him to fuck me. And when he finally gets in the mood, he cums in five seconds and leaves me horny and needy. There is no love or passion in that guy, he’s such an impotent weasel. I tried so hard to get him in the mood, every fucking time. But he never lasts in bed, he’s always cumming within seconds leaving me hanging out there. So believe me, girls. Nathan is impotent, he can never make a woman cum. He never lasts in bed,” I explained to my friends, causing them to laugh out so loudly as they imagined how miserable I had been for three years.

I was still complaining about our sex life, I didn't realize that someone was standing behind her. I guess I’m a bit drunk because I didn’t even feel his presence or perceive his Cologne. Next, I heard a furious voice behind me, 

“You dare call me impotent?” Nathan asked from behind me.