Zaira and Monica spent the night in tears, laughter and white wine.
Monica worked in the family business, which was dedicated to the export of wine.
The next week had a very important conference in France where she would be representing the family business. Although at the time his head was not in the world wine precisely. Monica could not stop thinking about his impending break with James, but at the same time, there was another face that's haunted, those blue eyes that were accompanied by many questions.
Who was she? and most importantly why it had attracted so much interest?. Monica
up around noon somewhat confused and disoriented enough headache, went to the kitchen floor Zaira, in the refrigerator was a note saying "You have salad and some fresh fish to eat, I'm in" Le Femme pásate for coffee and continue with the party. Zaira Kisses. " Zaira
was the owner of a pub called "Le femme" for a couple of years, a stylish bar environment primarily aimed at women, but the room had all sorts of gay.
At about 4 pm Monica appeared in "Le Femme", Zaira maintained a most amusing conversation with a guy, who dressed in a striking and had a fairly acute, effeminate voice.
- Go go, how the princess has been lifted?. Sorry that I have presented, this is Samuel, a childhood friend.
- Nice, my name is Monica.
- That bellezón baby, do not you ever come by here at night, because there are no more wolves and dive for the jugular!
- The most wolf around the bar are you Reinón "said Zaira caracajada releasing a" Monica "Listen you did not have to go shopping for your trip next week?.
- The truth is ...
- Shopping, shopping, shopping! - Samu cry while Monica finish the sentence.
- you will cool, and I will spend a great time! - Zaira whispered in his ear.
- Okay, okay ...
had traveled all the downtown shops, arrived at the bar with the four hands full of bags at about 9 pm.
- How are you doing? - Wonder Zaira.
- Shattered, "said Monica throwing the hand-heeled shoes going to the bathroom.
- To show off baby have to suffer - said Samuel.
There were many people in the bar, just four tables with pairs of females with relaxed conversations and a group of friends of Zaira in a corner.
Monica glanced at the bar and fixed his eyes at the end of the bar, where the last time was this mysterious woman. Went to the bathroom and grab the knob saw that he was busy. I hope in a few seconds there were those blue eyes, was really beautiful. Both women stared without a word, the desire was almost tangible. The stranger, Monica attracted to her, grabbed her hair by the neck and shoved his tongue into her mouth, her lips were full and soft. Monica responded with a passionate kiss on her almost unrecognizable. In one smooth movement Monica was back to the woman who was surrounded by citura while his mouth was lost in his neck and his free hand slid down the inside of her thighs.
Monica was about to cum, when the stranger whispered
- What's your name? - Said as she clung to power their sex cn.
- Monica, Monica Bosch said, his voice quivering.
could do nothing to control himself when the woman came into her blue eyes and Monica came to ecstasy.
The Unknown got a card from a pocket of his jeans, and put it in the front pocket of dress from Monica. The gentle kiss on the lips before leaving he turned to kiss her neck and whispered in
said "Call me.
Monica took the card, she put "Mahan Nalah lincenciada in Fine Arts with her phone number.
continued ...
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