I Kissed My Husband's Mistress

~Twenty One~

"Girlfriend?"

My dad leans forward, as if he didn't hear what I just said. My mom on the other hand was clapping and smiling, but I know it's all a facade.

"Yes dad, girlfriend."

"Oh come on Leo, just be happy for your daughter."

She leans into his ear, covering their conversation.

"We already said we were fine with her being a bisexual, so don't be like this."

He straightens his outfit and clears his throat before looking behind, raising a hand and snapping his fingers.

A waiter hurries over with a notepad in hand, smiling gleefully.

"Welcome to Antonio's! What can I get you all?"

"I'd like the risotto and a glass of aperitivo."

"I'll have the lasagna and water will be fine."

"I'll have the spaghetti, and a glass of Aperol Spritz."

"I'll have the same as her."

We hand all the menus back to the waiter and he nods, smiles and rushes to the kitchen to send our orders to the chef. I was starving, and Trisha decides to be annoying again by increasing the setting of the vibrator.

I suck in a breath and let it out slowly.

"So, Trisha, may we know more about you?"

She looks at me, and I know what she's asking.

Should I tell them about my parents?

I nod and she takes a deep breath. The sensation dies out and I let out a sigh of relief as the torment was finally over.

"Ok, I'm from Dallas, Texas. I graduated from UCLA, my dad's dead and my mom... well... she.. she's awaiting trial."

My mom widens her eyes and my dad looks down at his lap, his hands on the table clenched. Trying to be polite, my mom puts on a smile and blows past what she had just said.

"I don't want to pry, but may I know what she's being accused of?"

"Mom, that's not important. Anyway, she didn't murder anyone. It's just a minor offence."

Our food arrives and everything looked so good. And Trisha was right, the spaghetti was absolutely delicious. The sauce was not too sweet, not too salty, just right, the noodles were not at all soggy nor undercooked. Everything was excellent.

"I have to go freshen up."

Wiping my mouth with the cloth, I head for the bathroom. I know I probably shouldn't have left Trisha with them, but I really needed to pee.

All of a sudden, a vibration starts, and it shoots up to the highest and strongest setting. My knees nearly buckled and I almost lost my footing. Keeping my cool, I just continued to walk to the toilet. Thank god my parents were back facing the toilet.

The door swings open and fall to the sink, knees weak.

I'm going to murder her!

As I was about to enter a stall, I feel a presence behind me, and take it as just some random stranger.

But boy, I was in for a surprise. It was Trisha, and she dragged me into another toilet stall, covering my mouth.

My instincts kicked in and I tried to punch her face but to no avail. When I turn around and was about to beat the crap out of her, I realise it was just Trisha.