Chapter 3. Free as the Wind

By Gonzalo

Like so many Thursdays, we met up with Gabriel and Rodrigo.

Rodrigo suggested going to a pub that had a couple of pool tables; he told us that he had been there the last time and they had some spectacular hamburgers.

At the last minute, Gabriel's cousin, Emanuel, joined us; he sometimes came with us, he's our age.

Over beers and informal chats, we had dinner at that place.

—What are you looking at, Gonzalo? You got distracted a thousand times.

Gabriel asks me, who was standing with his back to the pool tables.

—An ass, a spectacular ass.

—But butts are my specialty.

Gabriel says, turning around.

—I'm going to confront her, the one in white pants.

I'm letting you know.

There were four girls playing pool; they were making more of a mess than playing pool, but all four of them were quite attractive.

—You, who always brag about liking mature women, let me tell you that I don't know if those girls are even 20 years old.

—Did you see her ass?

I insist, I can't take my eyes off that girl's ass.

I asked the waiter for a couple of chips for a pool table; of course, I asked for the one closest to those girls.

My friends were laughing their heads off.

—What a nice ass does, we stopped chatting and thank goodness we finished dinner.

Ema says.

I took the last sip of my beer and stood up, followed by my friends.

As we got closer, I realized that Rodrigo was right, they were girls who were close to their 20 years old.

Damn, I don't like stupid girls, but that ass got me.

We started playing at the next table and they continued playing as if we didn't exist.

With my pool cue, I immediately made the girl I liked uncomfortable.

-Sorry.

I said, smiling.

She smiled back at me, and when I looked at her face, I was even more shocked by her ass than I was by her.

She had beautiful green eyes, a face that looked like a poem, a mouth that invited me to kiss her, and her chest, which, although not large, was calling me to caress it. She was tall, not too tall, but she reached my nose, even though she was wearing high heels.

I liked everything about her.

It had been a long time since a woman had impacted me like that.

She was young, it's true, and I don't usually approach women that young; older women know what they want and don't wait much. Instead of giving them my phone number, I ask for theirs and tell them I'll call them.

I almost never call them.

She looked at me and, turning her back on me, continued with what she was doing.

My gaze shamelessly darted down to her ass.

We looked at each other with our friends.

Gabriel immediately started bothering another girl; we did that a couple of times.

—I'm Gonzalo.

I ended up telling the girl I liked.

—Hello Gonzalo.

It seemed like it was carrying me, at least that's how I felt.

—What's your name, beautiful?

Something in her eyes was telling me something, but I couldn't interpret what it was.

—My name is Debora, but they call me Deby.

—You're beautiful, Deby.

She smiled at me and my eyes fell on her mouth, and the temptation to kiss her was almost irresistible.

With one finger he outlined her lips.

—I'm dying to kiss you.

I told him and I could barely contain myself.

It had never happened to me before, wanting a stranger so much.

—Shall we go that way?

I asked her and I was inviting her to have a night of sex.

-I don't know you.

He paused and smiled in a very strange way, he seemed to be playing with me.

—I don't go around with strangers.

—I'm Gonzalo Carevig, I'm a civil engineer, I'm 30 years old…and I'm dying to be with you.

—I'm Debora Villanueva, I'm 21 years old and I'm studying for a degree in nutrition…I still don't know you…and I'm with my friends.

—We can get to know each other… I’m harmless…

I say, getting closer to her and I'm almost touching her, behind her is the pool table, she can't move anymore, I take another step forward and now I have her right next to me.

My gaze cannot be taken away from her mouth, I leaned towards her and kissed her, hungrily, opening her mouth with my tongue and almost forcing her to return the kiss, I can barely control myself so that my hands do not go to her ass, I have a feeling that if I do, I will get a slap, but we are so close that I am feeling her chest heaving and her trembling.

Her mouth is the sweetest taste I've ever had in mine.

Now I really want her like crazy and I'm not going any further because we're in a pub and it's full of people, otherwise I'd undress her right here.

—You're not that harmless.

He told me, when I stopped to breathe and took a step to the side.

I felt a certain emptiness when I stopped feeling his body close to me.

—I swear I am, and we can have a great time.

—I don't doubt it…you're grown up…Are you married? Do you have a girlfriend?

That's why I don't go out with young girls; older women don't ask about my marital or romantic status.

—I'm not married and I don't have a girlfriend.

She smiled and I felt she was holding back a laugh.

I wondered if there was any possibility that he knew me or that he knew Marta, but I dismissed that idea.

If she knew me, I would know her too, and I don't know her, of that I'm sure, I couldn't forget such beauty.

I notice that Gabriel is chatting with one of the girls who was playing pool with Debi and Ema, and Rodrigo is chatting with the other two friends.

—I like you a lot, we can go for a drink somewhere else.

I insist, I've never had trouble convincing a girl and she's resisting, so far.

—I don't think so…I already told you, I don't go around with strangers.

—I told you we can get to know each other…very well.

He makes a strange gesture with his eyes.

—I know people like you and…

—You don't know what I'm like.

I'm defending myself. Is he playing hard to get?

I would beg her all night if I finally managed to get her in my bed.

—I'm sure you have a girlfriend.

—I am free, free as the wind.

She laughs.

—They interrupted our game.

He says, changing the subject.

—We can play something else, just the two of us.

—I prefer to keep playing with my friends…pool.

He clarifies things for me, and now I feel like he's seducing me.

Her body is giving me signs that she likes me; she leaned against the pool table in a very suggestive way.

I'm losing control of the situation, or maybe I never had it.

He's provoking me, that's it, he does it with the way he moves, the way he talks to me, the way he looks at me.

I don't understand why, with her words she tells me no and with her body she invites me to sin, more than to sin, she is inviting me to visit hell itself...and I gladly accept the invitation.

I want her to fall into my arms and for me to be in a comfort zone, because the one who seemed comfortable with the conversation and refusing to be with me was her.

She's driving me crazy, and after tasting her mouth, I want to taste all of her, undress her, and explore her skin to infinity.

—Your friends are having fun and will probably end up spending the night with my friends.

Now his laughter burst from his throat and he seemed to be enjoying it.

It was like she was very sure that none of her friends were going to succumb to my friends.

It can't be that hard to seduce a stupid girl.

I move closer again; I want there to be no space left between us.

She doesn't walk away, it's like she's challenging me.

She is very confident in her beauty, and her gestures and body movements are so suggestive that they only make me lose control, and every second that passes, I desire her more.

—I'm sure you want me as much as I want you.

Her eyes locked onto mine and I think they bewitched me; I wanted to melt into her.

—That doesn't mean we'll end the night together.

It is morbid and diabolical.

He admitted that he likes me and that he's also attracted to me.

I kissed her again, and this time, with a much deeper kiss than before.

My hands slipped, discreetly, up to her chest and I felt her start and how she shuddered.

Now I was in control.

My blood was boiling.

I had control over her...but it was clear that I did not have control over my body.

—Debi…let's go.

I tell you about her mouth, because I know that until I have it, my longing will not be appeased.

She deepens the kiss we're sharing, and my excitement was already at an animalistic level.

Then she separated from me and very calmly repeated that she doesn't go with strangers.

He's playing with me.

It's exactly as I thought before, she's morbid, she knows, because she felt me, that I'm about to explode, it seemed like she wanted to make sure I didn't forget her.

—Girls, shall we go? It's late.

Her friends told her they were waiting for her.

—Can I have your phone number?

By now, I must seem like a creep to him.

He winked at me and left without answering.

When they arrived at the pub door, the four friends burst into laughter.