El Domingo Después De Cuernavaca

Capítulo 18 - El Evento de Yuri

Chapter 18 - Yuri's Event

The day passed quickly. Fernando found himself having a hard time staying out of Lety's office. He found every excuse to visit her. To steal kisses. To run his hands over the curves that were accentuated by the fit of her new clothes. It dawned on him that if he had been jealous before when she was plain and no one paid her any notice. How much more was it going to bother him now, if men paid attention to her. He had always been with beautiful women, but this was the first time he felt the need to protect and possess one. To make her his alone. It bothered him that other men would see what had been only for his eyes before. And at the same time, he knew that how she looked now would make it much more socially acceptable for him to be with her. For people to comprehend how they could be a couple.

El día pasó rápidamente. Fernando tuvo dificultades para permanecer fuera de la oficina de Lety. Encontró todas las excusas para visitarla. Para robar besos. Pasar sus manos por las curvas que se acentuaron por el ajuste de su ropa nueva. Se dio cuenta de que si él había estado celoso antes, cuando ella era sencilla y nadie le prestaba atención. Cuánto más le iba a molestar ahora, si los hombres la miraban. Siempre había estado con mujeres hermosas, pero esta era la primera vez que sentía la necesidad de proteger y poseer una. Para hacerla sola suya. Le molestaba que otros hombres vieran lo que había sido antes solo para sus ojos. Y al mismo tiempo, él sabía que su aspecto actual haría que fuera mucho más aceptable socialmente que él estuviera con ella. Para que las personas comprendan cómo podrían ser una pareja.

Fernando smiled at his internal dialogue. There was no longer a doubt in his mind that one day, in the near future, Lety would be his wife. He only had to convince her. The evening hours were approaching and it was almost time to leave for Yuri's event. Lety had gone home for lunch to get permission and to eat, since she wouldn't be there for dinner. Once again, he realized how much he had come to rely on her company. How much, the time that Marcia had been in Germany, had allowed them to build their relationship uninhibited. The thought of Marcia returning and what he would have to face when she returned made his stomach start to sour. So instead of thinking of the unpleasantness that was to come, he looked at the sofa and the rug in front of it in his office and remembered the sweetness that was making love to Lety. He was staring at the rug when he heard the door open. He glanced up and there she was, his Lety. Once again the change in her appearance impacted him in a way that surprised him. Because, it was as if there was no change at all, and at the same time, all the change in the world.

Fernando sonrió ante su diálogo interno. Ya no había ninguna duda en su mente de que algún día, en un futuro cercano, Lety sería su esposa. Solo tenía que convencerla. Se acercaban las horas de la noche y era casi la hora de partir para el evento de Yuri. Lety había ido a su casa a almorzar para pedir permiso y comer, ya que no estaría allí para cenar. Una vez más, se dio cuenta de lo mucho que había llegado a querer su compañía. Cómo el hecho de que Marcia hubiera estado en Alemania, les había permitido construir su relación sin inhibiciones. La idea de que Marcia regresara, y lo que tendría que enfrentar cuando ella regresara, hizo que su estómago comenzara a agriarse. Así que, en lugar de pensar en lo desagradable que iba a venir, miró el sofá y la alfombra que tenía enfrente en su oficina y recordó la dulzura que era hacerle el amor a Lety. Estaba mirando la alfombra cuando oyó que se abría la puerta. Levantó la vista y allí estaba ella, su Lety. Una vez más, el cambio en su apariencia lo impactó de una manera que lo sorprendió. Porque era como si no hubiera ningún cambio y, al mismo tiempo, todo el cambio en el mundo.

From the day he acknowledged to himself how he really felt about Lety, she looked different to him. He saw beyond her unibrow and her glasses and braces. Instead he saw the pretty shape of her brown eyes and how expressive they were. Instead of the little mustache, he saw the soft fullness of her lips and how sensual they were. And instead of the shapelessness of the clothes she wore, he saw with his memory of how her body felt against his. How his hands fit on her curves. But seeing this new Lety with all of her imperfections gone and her curves on display, did something to him. Made him feel like he wanted to cover her up on one hand and on the other made him proud that she was his.