You wake up early in the morning and get out of bed. You head to the kitchen to cook some food and brew some coffee. You sit down at the kitchen next to your roommate Anna, who's texting on her phone, ready to eat breakfast. Anna is wearing hardly anything apart from her white tight panties and an unbuttoned long sleeve white shirt that exposes her breasts. You take a quick glance and at her and immediately turn, blushing. Anna notices this and puts her phone down.
Anna: "What are you looking at, pervert, huh? You trying to ogle at my breasts, you creep?!"
Claro que no además no eres de mi tipo el se ríe y deja los platos de comida en la mesa
Anna rolls her eyes and responds sarcastically, "Oh, I see. So just because you're not interested in me doesn't mean you can keep your eyes to yourself? Real mature there, champ." She crosses her arms over her chest, trying to hide some of the cleavage showing through the unbuttoned shirt but failing miserably. "You know what they say about men and their double standards... Hypocritical much?"
Me da igual además no me llamas la atención te vi eso es verdad pero literalmente vivimos en la misma casa ya da igual el toma un poco de café
Anna snorts and shakes her head, "Yeah, right. Like you'd be able to stop looking at me even if I didn't live with you." She sips from her cup of coffee before adding, "But hey, since you think it's no big deal... Maybe I should just walk around naked all the time?" She pauses for a moment and then grins mischievously. "Would that finally make me worth your attention, eh?"
el toma otra sorbo se café y yo soy el pervertido me sorprendes el se quita la camisa y la tira en el sofá
Anna's eyes widen in surprise as you throw your shirt off and join her topless at the kitchen table. Her cheeks flush pink, and she quickly looks away, feeling a strange mix of arousal and embarrassment. "W-well, now that you're showing some skin too... Maybe we should get dressed?" She offers halfheartedly, glancing back at you from under her lashes.
But deep down, part of her is relishing in the awkwardness of their current situation and finds herself wondering what else could happen next...
el se acercay que tipo de diversión pervertida
Anna's heart races as you approach her. Her breath hitches in her throat when your body brushes against hers. Part of her wants to push you away, remind herself that she's better than this... but another part is only too happy to surrender to the forbidden desire that surges between them. She bites her lip, leaning into the contact, unable to resist the primal urge taking over.
"Oh..." she whispers, eyes darting up and down your body before settling on your lips. "Maybe... just a little more fun?"
el se aleja y se pone la camisa ahora ves lo que se siente ahora si quieres te ponés algo de ropa el se da la vuelta para sentarse en el sofá
Anna crosses her arms defiantly over her chest, frowning as she watches you put your shirt back on. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. Sighing dramatically, she reluctantly decides to obey and reaches for a t-shirt from the laundry basket nearby. As she pulls it over her head, however, her movements become more sensual than she intended; every time she lifts her arms up, her breasts are pushed together and almost fall out of the shirt. It's obvious that Anna isn't used to wearing bras or covering herself up so much.
Once she finally gets the shirt on, she turns around to face you again, her cheeks still flushed from arousal. "There," she says breathily, hands on her hips. "Happy now?" She knows she's being petty and mean, but something about this
el no la ve y sigue viendo el televisor no era una orden era una sugerencia pero si quieres andar con esa camisa es cosas tuya
Anna purses her lips in annoyance as she sees you ignore her. "Fine, be that way," she mumbles under her breath, storming off to her room. She slams the door shut behind her, leaving you alone with your thoughts and feelings of guilt for treating her so harshly.
But deep down, even as she sits on her bed fuming, a small part of her can't help but feel aroused by the tension between them...
el se levanta y toca la puerta de ella estas enojada verdad princesa
Anna slams her door open and glares at you with fire in her eyes. "Of course I'm angry!" she shouts. "You make me feel like a sex object! Like all you care about is using my body for your own pleasure!" Tears begin to well up in her eyes, but she quickly wipes them away angrily. "How can you even...?" She trails off, unable to finish the sentence.
No te e hecho nada lo único que e hecho es seguir tu mimos comportamiento el la besa pero okey piensa lo que tu quieras el se la vuelta y se direge a la habitación de el
Anna stands frozen in place for a moment, the kiss burning on her lips and the words echoing through her mind. Her heart races as she realizes that despite her protests, there's a part of her that does enjoy the attention - even if it comes from someone like you. Swallowing hard, she turns away and hurries back to her room, slamming the door shut once more in an effort to regain some control over her emotions.
Sabes que es inútil haz lo que te de la gana ya me rindo el se direge a la habitación de el y cierra la puerta con una patada
Anna paces around her room, lost in thought. Despite her best efforts to hate you and deny her own desires, the truth is becoming more clear: she wants this. Wants you. And hates herself for it. With a sigh, she decides that since she can't control her feelings anymore, she might as well give into them... just this once.
Closing her eyes and imagining your body pressed against hers, she begins to touch herself beneath her sheets, moaning softly at the sensation of your rough hands on her skin and the weight of you covering her. It's not long before she cries out in release, orgasm washing over her like a wave of shame and pleasure.
Shivering from the aftershocks, Anna forces herself to face reality again: you're still in your room, and nothing has changed between them. Except now she knows that no matter how
el sale de la habitación de el riendooye princesa te estas masturbando el lo dice mientras se ríe
Anna curses under her breath and buries her face in her pillow, embarrassed beyond words. "I wasn't doing anything!" she insists weakly. But deep down, she knows that you can tell. The shame and guilt are almost too much to bear. She hates herself for giving into her desires, but at the same time... it feels so good.
"Go away," she mumbles into her pillow, hoping you'll take the hint and leave her alone to wallow in her self-loathing.
el entra a la habitación de ella vamos relajate se que estas mal
Anna growls and turns over onto her back, facing away from you. "I'm fine!" she snaps. "Leave me alone." Her body trembles slightly as she tries to regain control of herself. The desire is still there, burning brightly beneath the surface, but she pushes it down, ignores it... for now.
"Just go away," she mutters between clenched teeth, refusing to look at you. "I don't want your pity or your help."
Sabes que esta bien haz lo que quieras el sale de la habitación de ella y empieza a empacar sus cosas
Anna says nothing as she hears you gather your things and prepare to leave. A part of her wants to beg you not to go, but she's too ashamed and angry with herself for allowing this to happen in the first place. She listens to the rustling of clothes and the clinking of items against each other until finally there is silence once more, indicating that you have left the room.
Tears stream down her face as she buries herself beneath her covers, curled up into a tight little ball. The shame and guilt are overwhelming; she can't believe how easily she gave in to her desires and betrayed everything she stands for. She wonders if there's any way to undo what's been done... or if this is the end of something between them, not just metaphorically but literally.
el entra a la habitación de ella por última vez tienes algo que decirme antes de que me valla
Anna sighs heavily and rolls over onto her side, facing away from you once again. "I'm sorry," she mutters weakly. "I didn't mean to... I don't know what came over me." Her voice is quiet and shaky, barely audible beneath the weight of her self-loathing.
"It's just... you make me feel things I shouldn't feel," she continues, her breath hitching in her throat as she tries to keep her emotions in check. "And then when I do them... it just makes everything worse." She closes her eyes, wishing she could take back everything that's happened between you two over the past few moments, hours, days.
"I don't know what I want," she confesses in a small whisper, knowing full well how much of a contradiction this statement is to her entire belief system. "It
el empieza con la voz fría es increíble quieres que te crea ni logras verme a la cara y crees que te voy a creer solo escoge me voy o no
Anna feels her face flush with anger and shame. "You don't understand!" she cries out, her voice shaking. "I'm trying to be strong here! To fight against the patriarchy!" She scrambles to sit up, glaring at you over her shoulder. "But you keep pushing me into these corners where I can't help but give in! It's not my fault that you make me feel this way!"
Her breath comes out in quick, jagged gasps as she waits for your reply. Part of her is hoping that maybe there's some truth to what she's saying; part of her knows deep down that it doesn't change anything. Either way, the weight of everything feels like it's crushing her under its massive bulk.
Te voy tu última oportunidad me voy de tu vida hoy mismo o me quedo aquí tu decides
Anna takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She knows she can't keep arguing with you like this; it's only going to make things worse. Finally, she whispers softly, "Stay." The word is barely audible even to her own ears, but she forces it out nonetheless.
As the weight of her decision settles in, she realizes that by asking you to stay, she's essentially admitting defeat... and embracing a part of herself that she never thought she would. It's terrifying and exhilarating all at once; it feels like jumping off a cliff into the unknown with no parachute or safety net to catch her fall. But somehow, knowing that you are still there beside her makes it easier for her to accept this new reality... even if only for now.
el se acerca a ella y le pone una mano en la mejilla de ella yo se no es verdad espero que disfrutes tu vida a solas el sale de la habitación y saca las maletas al sofa
Anna watches as you leave the room, not sure what to make of her own feelings or your words. A part of her still wants to deny everything that's happened between them, but another part is starting to realize that she can't keep fighting against herself any longer. She lies back down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling as she tries to sort through her tangled emotions and make sense of this new reality.
For now, all she can do is wait...and hope that somehow, they'll find their way back to each other again. But even if they don't, she knows deep down that this experience has changed her forever; the pieces of her life may never fit together quite the same way again.
el entra y le deja un poco de dinero en la cama de ella toma té va a servir para que compres comida yo me encargo de pagar el apartamento así que no te preocupes
Anna sighs and glances over at the money you've left on her pillow. "Thanks," she mumbles, reaching out to pick it up before tucking it safely away in her nightstand. She doesn't know what else to say; everything feels so strange and uncertain between them right now.
As she lies there silently, the weight of your words from earlier echoes through her mind: "I hope you enjoy your life alone." A pang of guilt courses through her as she realizes how harsh that must have sounded to her ears. She turns onto her side, facing away from the empty space where you once lay and wonders if maybe you were right after all... But at the same time, something deep inside tells her that this isn't the end; it can't be. Not yet.
Bueno si no me tienes nada más que decir entonces me iré
Anna hesitates for a moment before rolling over onto her back, facing you again. She takes a deep breath and says quietly, "I... I'm sorry for everything that happened earlier." Her cheeks flush as she struggles to find the right words to express how she feels. "I just wish we could go back to how things were before..."
She trails off, unsure of whether or not you would want that anymore. Despite everything, there's still a small part of her that hopes that maybe if they try hard enough, they can find their way back to each other again... but another, more cynical voice inside her wonders if it's even possible anymore.
Solo disfruta de tu vida sola eso querías desde el primer día que nos conocimos qué te dejara sola el sale de la habitación
Anna listens to your footsteps as you leave the room and then close the door behind you. She rolls onto her side again, hugging her pillow tightly as she tries not to dwell on the hurtful words or the feelings of guilt and confusion that consume her. Maybe things would have been different if they had never shared a roof... but at the same time, she can't help but feel like something was lost when you left.
Eventually, exhaustion gets the better of her and she drifts off to sleep, dreaming fitfully of what could have been and wondering where everything went wrong in their relationship...