(103) Feli's Heart

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 ♡ CARMON

I watch Feli get more intoxicated with every sip and when there's enough alcohol in her blood, she gets horny. I could sit here and tell you that I'm not that way at all, but then I'd be lying. We get handsy when we drink enough. I didn't drink at her speed though, because I want her to tell me more about Anthony.

She never told me what happened between them and I assumed he broke it off with her. He was a couple of years younger and came from Europe. Feli was already a mom and earned her own money. But I have to admit they seemed perfect for each other.

I know most of you don't know me well, but let me tell you, I don't give a shit about age, race, or gender. I've tasted them all, some even at the same time. I would never judge any relationship. If my friend is happy, I'm happy. 

And Anthony... That man looked like a Greek god. Muscular and tall, a tree anyone would love to climb. And according to Feli he knew what to do to please a woman too.

I lean back on the couch and Feli plants her round butt on my lap, straddling me. She kisses my lips and rubs her boobs against mine. Oh, I could seriously get lost in this woman. I will be attracted to her forever but I want to know more about Anthony.

So I ask her seductively: "Tell me about the first time you had sex with him, babe?"

Feli sighs dramatically but starts telling me anyway.

"I was getting ready for my second performance at the strip club. I peeked through the curtain and that's when I saw him. He was sitting at one of the tables in front of the stage, surrounded by his classmates. I was so nervous. I knew it was going to come out at some point, but having almost reached the end of my two-year course I started to believe I got away with it."

She sips her wine and I can tell by the look in her eyes that she misses him way more than she'd like to admit. I wish she would stop acting so tough sometimes. She deserves love more than most people who actually have it.

"Anthony kept sitting next to me in class, every chance he got. We had a few of the same classes since I had to learn about prescriptions and meds too. And most of the lectures were open to anyone who felt like attending. I was getting used to his company. He carried my books or bag and always complimented me. I was starting to feel things for him I shouldn't."

She downs the last bit of her wine and continues: "I walked out on stage, confidence through the roof and gave them the show of a lifetime. 

I was afraid to look him in the eye, so I didn't, rushing backstage when I was done and covering myself up with my robe. I've always been proud of my job. But this time, I was worried about what he would think of me.

I hated that feeling. I hated feeling weak. I got dressed and walked out into the club. He was still sitting at the table and I walked over to him. He told me he couldn't talk to me at that moment and he looked disappointed.

I walked home in the rain, feeling so bad about myself. Fae was with the babysitter and was staying the night there because I had a week full of exams ahead of me. I needed to focus.

I started studying right away to take my mind of things and an hour in, I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and there he was; tall, sexy and soaked by the rain. His muscles were showing through his wet shirt and he wore a shy smile on his lips. 

I was mesmerized by the sight of him, so it took me a minute to realize I never gave him my address.

That's when I saw Montell in the distance. I waved at him and he nodded before walking away.

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