SOPHIE LOPES
Saying goodbye to my family was the hardest part of my return to Rio de Janeiro. All three of them came to see me off at the airport. My mother couldn't stop crying, and my dad tried to calm her down. Lara, on the other hand, kept speculating. My sister hadn't left me alone since the night we went out with Elisa, which was 2 days ago.
"You're really not going to tell me why you took so long in Elisa's car?" Lara was relentless and extremely annoying.
"I already said, it was work-related." I lied.
"I know, you can't lie, Sophie. But fine, I'll call Lizzy and ask her." She knew exactly how to push my buttons, and the worst part was she would actually make the call.
"Okay, I'll tell you! We kissed, but that's it. Now, please, forget about this and hug me because I'll miss you." She hugged me with more happiness than usual.
"I'll miss you too, older sister. But next month, I'll be on vacation from medical school and I'll come visit you." I thought she'd forget about the previous topic, but I was wrong. "I can't believe you kissed Elisa Franco!" I covered her mouth so our parents wouldn't hear.
"Keep your voice down, Lara. I don't want our parents bombarding me with questions. And besides, what's the big deal? Do you think she's too good for me?"
"Of course not, Sophie. Nobody's too good for you. But she's just not your type."
"What do you mean? And what is my type?" I asked, offended.
"I don't know, I guess arrogant and rude men." I could always count on my little sister to rub the truth in my face.
"I'm tired of those kinds of men, actually, I don't want a relationship at all. So, let's stop talking about this." Lara reluctantly agreed.
I went over to my parents and hugged my mom again, said goodbye, and assured them I'd be back to visit them soon. It didn't take long before they announced the boarding for my flight.
I boarded the plane, settled in, and put on my eye mask. Perhaps I could sleep a bit since I hadn't been successful in the past few days. Elisa's proposal was constantly on my mind and I had no idea what I was going to do.
I entered my apartment, and everything was just as I left it. The glass window in the living room showcased the ocean and people walking along Ipanema's promenade. The sun would set in a few minutes. I changed clothes, grabbed one of my many cameras, and headed down to the beach. I managed to capture incredible photos of the sunset. It had been a tiring day. I lay down on the sand and watched the stars begin to appear in the sky. I could only think about the day I met Elisa. Was she thinking of me too? Were things going well in New York? I looked at my phone and felt the urge to call her, but what would I say? "I still don't have your answer, I just wanted to hear your voice." What was happening to me? I wasn't like this. Surely, I wouldn't call. I packed up my things and went home. Tomorrow would be a busy day, and I needed to sleep. Or at least, try to sleep.
The day had already started at full speed. A lot of work, a lot of photo editing. I hadn't stopped since the moment I picked up my camera. It was already 2 pm and I hadn't even had lunch.
"Sophie, can I leave early today? I have a presentation at college." Fla was studying journalism and worked as my assistant to help pay for her education. I've always supported her. She's graduating this year and she's overwhelmed with her dissertation.
"Of course, Fla, you can go. Don't worry and relax, everything will be fine." My friend hugged me and left.
I looked at the kids getting ready. Today was a children's advertising day, photos for a school supplies brand.
During the whole afternoon, I was occupied with work and forgot about everything else. By the time we finished, it was already night. I went to my room, took off my clothes, and entered the bathroom; I needed a good shower. The hot water cascaded over my body, instantly relaxing me. I remembered Elisa's skin against my fingers; she was so warm! I had never felt this way before. I wasn't like this, sex was just an obligation in every relationship. It wasn't even something enjoyable. It only hurt and bothered, but why did I want the blonde to touch me inappropriately so much? Maybe it was because of her kiss, which was the best foreplay of my life, or maybe it was because of her gaze that turned me on so much. Who was I fooling? Since the first time I saw her, I wanted to touch her, and now she was offering me that without any commitment.
My hands went to my breasts and I began caressing them. I imagined it was the blonde touching me. Elisa pressed my nipple and squeezed it; I moaned. Her hand went down to my abdomen, and I wished that sensation wouldn't stop.
What was I doing? I had never touched myself like this before.
I found my vaginal lips and caressed them. This caused a wave of pleasure to go through my whole body. I continued caressing until I found a pleasure spot that felt like a roller coaster. I pressed, and pleasure came; I moved my hand away and my body begged for more. I pressed again, and the sensation was stronger. Instead of pressing, I made circles around my pleasure spot and felt something new. The sensation was like someone blowing air into a balloon; the more they blow, the more the balloon is at risk of bursting, and I was about to explode. I realized that if I did it faster, the pleasure became stronger, so I kept going. I was so close! Just a little more, and I would reach something I had never felt before! My phone started ringing, startling me. Damn it! Right now!
I got out of the shower and hurried towards the living room, wrapped in a towel. It was Henrique; he invited me to a party. I thought about refusing, but I needed a distraction. Staying at home only made me think about Elisa's proposition, and not having an answer was making me anxious. I agreed and quickly finished getting ready.
It didn't take long before Rick knocked on my door.
The party wasn't far away. We went in Henrique's car. The place was a super luxurious house, something more private. Were we in the right place?
"Rick, are you sure the party is here?" I asked, feeling uncomfortable.
"Of course, Sophie." He led me to a bar and ordered drinks for both of us.
"Henrique, glad you came!" an older man said, greeting us.
"Good evening, Mr. Mendes. This is my friend Sophie." The man kissed my hand and tried to be gallant.
"I didn't know you had such beautiful friends." I only smiled weakly at him.
"I'll let you enjoy the party, have fun, and Henrique, I'll see you tomorrow at work." I had already understood everything. The man walked away and I pulled Rick by his shirt collar.
"I can't believe you brought me to a party from your work!" I said angrily.
"If I told you, you would have refused like last time." He stepped back and straightened his clothes.
"You tricked me, you son of a bitch." Rick laughed at my inability to curse him and approached me.
"Come on, Soph. Don't be mad. Enjoy the party, let's dance. There's alcohol, let's have fun. You weren't planning to go out anyway, I did you a favor."
"Fine." I rolled my eyes. "But you owe me, and I'll make sure you pay dearly." I threatened.
"Sure thing. If you can endure this office party with me, I'll give you anything." We laughed and started drinking, because that was the only way I could stand that boring and dull party.
ELISA FRANCO
I waited for Monday to arrive as if it were the most important day of my life. After so many commitments, I was happy to be back in Rio. After all, tonight I would see Sophie. I couldn't bear the anticipation since the moment I left her at her parents' house. Would she accept my proposition?
"Darling, I'm glad you're here." My mother hugged me and kissed my cheek.
"I'm happy to be home," I said, placing my suitcase in the corner of the living room.
"Come, I made lunch for you," she said affectionately.
"That's great because I'm starving," I followed my mother into the kitchen and the smell was wonderful. Rice, beans, and steak, my favorite food.
"Don't forget to wash your hands, young lady." I went to the sink and washed my hands, then sat down and helped myself.
"You have no idea how much I missed your food, it's horrible to diet during fashion season. I can't wait to eat whatever I want," I rolled my eyes as I took the first spoonful into my mouth. "Delicious! I adore you, mom."
"Look at you, only saying you adore me because I made your favorite food," my mother exclaimed dramatically.
"Of course not, my queen. I adore you all the time," I said, playfully.
"I adore you too, my blonde," Mom had already served her plate.
"How was the trip?"
"It was good. I met the owner of a very famous clothing store in New York. He was interested in my designs. He invited me to a meeting to discuss a possible partnership." That was the best news from the trip. The rest was the same old routine, parties, events, endless meetings, and interviews.
"That's wonderful, daughter! It has always been your dream to have your own clothing line. How fancy, my daughter is going to conquer the world!" Mrs. Cláudia was always over the top.
"I hope it works out. I want to settle down, truly live in one place. I'm tired of not having time for anything. I know being an entrepreneur is hard work, but I can handle most things from here," I said.
"I am proud of you, and your father would be too." Remembering my father always brought tears to my eyes. He was my hero.
"I miss him, mom." My eyes became watery. She approached and hugged me, and everything felt right again. It was me and my mother against the world.
"I miss him too, my blonde. I miss him too."
Talking about my father had always been delicate for me. I remember the day when Mr. Fernando Franco took me to work with him. I was 10 years old and I found it incredible to see my father sitting at his huge desk, filling out various reports and attending multiple meetings. He was very intelligent. I remember it like it was yesterday. He looked at me and said, "Lisa, if you want to achieve your dreams, you have to be persistent. We Franca family never give up." And that was the motto I carried throughout my life. Everything I achieved was because my father taught me never to give up.
I finished lunch and went to the beauty salon. The Bella Cosmetics event was to celebrate the success of my lipstick line and announce the launch of my perfume. Everything happened so fast, within three weeks I was already the face of two products. It made a huge difference, especially in my bank account. Soon, I would buy a house here in Rio, close to my mother.
I entered the salon where the event would be held. Many people came to greet me, I took several photos, gave some interviews, spoke with Bella, the owner of the magazine. I was very happy. This had always been my dream. But something was missing.
I kept looking at the entrance door. Where was she? Would she come? The hours passed and still no sign of Sophie. I started to lose hope that she would show up. I turned to the waiter and ordered two shots of tequila. I drank and felt my throat burn. I wasn't used to drinking, but I didn't want to be sober to face the disappointment of her rejection again. I looked at the door one more time and nothing. My gaze wandered among the people at the party.
How could I think she would accept my bizarre proposal? I still can't believe I let Mateus plant this seed.
"Hi beautiful, can I sit here?" A redhead approached.
"Feel free," I said without much enthusiasm, and she stared at me.
"I saw you looking so sad. Let me brighten up your night," the woman said seductively. In another time, I would have accepted without thinking, but not today.
"I'm sorry, but tonight is not a good night," I ignored the redhead and drank some more.
"Why is it not a good night?" She was persistent and a little irritating. I didn't like treating anyone poorly, but I would have to dismiss her.
"Because she's with someone." I felt Sophie's hand around my waist. She came and she was incredibly sexy, damn it, she wanted to fuck with my neurons. Her dress was so short that if she moved too much, it could ride up and reveal part of her underwear. If she was wearing any.
"Sophie, you came?" I spoke slowly due to the alcohol. I didn't know if it was real or a dream.
"Yes, darling, I'm here." Her hand became more possessive. She and the redhead stared at each other, and the other woman walked away with determined steps.
"So you invite me to watch you flirt with other women?" Her eyes were intense. I don't know if she realized it, but she still had her arms around my body.
"Of course..." I realized her jealousy and maybe I could use that to my advantage. "Are you jealous?" I taunted her.
"Of you? Of course not."
"Okay then, if you don't mind, I'll go after the redhead. Maybe she still wants something with me." I taunted again.
"Don't even think about it." Sophie spoke and pulled me against her body, pressing our lips together.
The brunette was unstoppable. I pulled her body closer to deepen the kiss. She was so delicious! Her lips tasted so good. I was going crazy, I couldn't control myself anymore around her. I had to have that woman as soon as possible.
"Let's go somewhere else?" I offered.
"What do you have in mind?" She spoke with an affected voice. I was loving the power I had over her.
"You'll have to come with me to find out." I reached out my hand to the brunette.
For a moment, I thought she wouldn't accept. But soon she took my hand and we ran to the parking lot. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the arousal I was feeling, but I became super brave and wanted Sophie naked and coming for me.
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