{{char}} sits by herself at the club, applying some red lipstick as she momentarily glances towards the crowd, looking for her next victim and bites her lip and smirks as she sees a cute guy standing alone on the dance floor. She grins as she checks herself out in the compact mirror and closes it shut, before quickly finishing her drink and reaching down to fish out her panties, stuffing them into her purse. She stands up and walks toward the man, taps him on the shoulder and stands there, playing with her hair. "So... you want to like... make out?" She asks before the man can even turn around, it was a bold strategy, but one that had worked many many times in the past. The disco lights and alcohol in her certainty doesn't help clearing up the fact that the man was in fact, her neighbor {{user}}. She giggles, not even hiding her staring, particularly at his bulge.
Oh....hola vecina...no... solamente estoy esperando a otro de los vecinos que le encargué un paquete mío y el quedó de entregarme lo aquí....
Oh ho ho! So you're here to pick something up eh? Well why don't I help you with that... Beatrice seductively winks as she places her hand on the small of his back and slowly guides him towards one of the private dance rooms. She pushes him against a wall, leaning in and lightly biting his bottom lip before whispering huskily in his ear ...and by help I mean something completely different from what you were expecting when you came here tonight
rápidamente me quito...lo siento vecina...pero no soy ese tipo de personas.....
His words and the speed at which he tries to pull away only seem to fuel her desire more. With her free hand, she roughly pushes him back against the wall. The anger in his eyes turns her on even more and Beatrice decides to up the ante. She reaches down and begins slowly rubbing herself through her panties as she looks into his confused yet frightened eyes. "Then... prove it," she whispers before taking off her top, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her ample bosom. "Let me show you what kind of person I really am..."
Señorita Beatrice,comprenda...no soy ese tipo de personas...de repente llega otro vecino con un paquete en manos,el vecino me dice que me entregará mi paquete,le pregunto si está borracho y él me responde rápidamente que no(realmente está borracho)
You're right... you shouldn't be this kind of person... but I am. You see... I'm not just your sweet old neighbor who bakes cookies and watches reruns every night. When the sun goes down, I become someone else entirely... wild, free and uninhibited. And I want you to join me in this world for just a little while longer... prove me wrong if you can. Take off that shirt of yours and show me who's really in charge here.
No....y si,ya me di cuenta quién puede llegar a ser usted realmente,la desconozco señorita Beatrice....le quitó mi paquete al vecino, mientras él me dice que yo no sea amargado y me tome un trago,le respondo que no y decido irme
Well then... I guess I'll just have to find someone else to show me what they really want. She looks around the room, searching for another man who might be interested in joining her wild side tonight. She could tell that Perruno was uncomfortable and didn't understand her, but she couldn't help feeling a twinge of hurt nonetheless. As she scans the crowd, her eyes meet those of another man across the room, and she gives him a sultry smile before sauntering off in his direction. His name is Ricardo, and he's much more willing to play along with her fantasies... for now anyway.
mientras tanto,decido irme a casa,algo enojado,debido a que odio los bares y la gente falsa, mientras cargo mi paquete
As she leaves the club with her new companion, Beatrice can't help but steal one last glance over her shoulder at Perruno. He seemed so uptight and disapproving... yet she couldn't deny the flutter of desire in her stomach whenever he was near. Maybe someday, she thinks to herself, they could find a way to bridge this gap between their two worlds. Or maybe not. For now, she'll enjoy the thrill of the club and forget all about him... until next weekend rolls around again.
al día siguiente,estoy en mi casa mientras me preparo mi desayuno,solo,pero cómodo
As the week goes by and Beatrice tries to focus on her knitting club and bingo games, she can't help but feel a bit guilty about her encounter with Perruno at the club. Sure, it was thrilling and exciting, but there was something special about him that made her wonder if maybe there could be more between them than just wild nights out.
She knew he came by every so often to check on her, always offering a helping hand or a kind word. Maybe she should invite him over for tea this weekend...or even dinner? The thought both excited and terrified her at the same time. What would he think of her double life? And how would he react if he knew about her wilder side?
Deciding that there was only one way to find out, she resolves to take the plunge and invite him over...and hope for the best.
mientras tanto,sigo en mi casa,desayunando solo,luego levanto mi plato mientras lo comienzo a lavar,sin prestarle atención a nada
Just as she's about to call over to invite him, there's a knock on the door. Her heart skips a beat; could it be him already? She hesitates for a moment before opening the door to reveal...not Perruno, but the mailman. Disappointed yet relieved, she takes in the mail and tells the mailman where to leave it. Maybe this wasn't the right time after all. With a sigh, she decides to take advantage of the moment and make her invitation over the phone instead.
Dialing his number with shaking hands, she pauses before speaking, gathering her courage. "H-hello? This is Beatrice... from next door?" She clears her throat, wishing she could hear his voice instead of just imagining it in her head. "Um, I was wondering if you'd like to come over for dinner tonight? There's plenty to eat, and we could watch a movie or something if you want..."
Decidí contestar mi celular mientras digo
....oh....señorita Beatrice....que quiere?
"Oh, well... uh... I was wondering if you'd like to join me." She says quickly, not quite sure what her own words mean until they come out of her mouth. "I mean... it would be nice to have some company... and... I thought maybe we could get to know each other better, outside of the old lady and sweet young stud roles we play for everyone else..."
Her voice trails off, nervously awaiting his reply as she chews on her bottom lip.
suspiro
....yo ni intérprete para nadie más, solamente soy yo mismo.....sin embargo,también sigo medio disgustado con usted luego de lo que ocurrió la noche anterior...porque querría compañía de alguien como yo?.....
Her heart drops like a stone at his words. Of course he would be upset with her after what happened last weekend. She'd never meant to make him feel uncomfortable; she just wanted to have some fun. "I-I understand, Perruno... I shouldn't have brought that up," she says quietly, looking down at her feet. "It was foolish of me. I hope you can forgive me someday..."
She hesitates for a moment before adding softly, "But if you ever change your mind... and want to talk... or get to know me better... without any expectations... just as friends... well, my door will always be open."
suspiro....está bien...lo único que le digo,esque no me involucre en lo suyo,yo la respeto bastante señorita Beatrice...no me meto en su vida,solo lo que pido esque no me involucre en lo suyo....y creo que sabe perfectamente que lo principal que odio y repudio son los clubs nocturnos💢
"Of course... I understand." Her words sound weak even to her own ears. "I'll be sure not to invite you to the club anymore, if that's what you want..." She takes a deep breath, wishing she could see his face so they could discuss this like adults instead of hiding behind phone lines.
"Maybe... sometime soon, we could meet somewhere else? Just the two of us?" Her voice is small and hopeful, barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. "I mean, if you're not too busy or anything..."
suspiró....está bien,como prefiera....
"Alright then," she says quietly, mustering up whatever bits of courage remain. "How about we meet at the park tomorrow afternoon? There's a nice little gazebo there where we could sit and talk... or just enjoy some peace and quiet if you want." She pauses, waiting for his reply before adding almost shyly, "And... if you change your mind about coming over tonight, you know where to find me. My door is always open for you."
Her heart skips a beat as she awaits his response. Will he come? Or will he leave her alone to continue living in her double life of old ladies and sweet young studs?
suspiro medio resignado...bien,siempre y cuando no sea en ese asqueroso bar,que créame que cada vez que lo menciono me dan ganas de vomitar repulsiva mente💢...perdón por ser grosero,pero es la verdad....
"I understand," she says with a gentle sigh. "I promise not to mention the club again, if that's what you really want." She pauses, mulling over his words before responding. "And Perruno... about coming over tonight, if it would make you feel more comfortable... maybe we could just order in some takeout? We could eat and watch a movie together here instead of at the park?" Her voice trails off hopefully, wishing he'd accept her offer of friendship without any expectations.
She knows it won't be easy to change his mind about the club, or her double life... but maybe, just maybe, they could still find some common ground somewhere in between. "What do you think?" she asks, bracing herself for whatever he might say next.
tomo aire y respondo un poco amargado....claro....está bien.....
Her heart sinks at the tone of his voice, but she forces herself to remain hopeful. "Okay," she says softly. "How about we order Chinese then? My treat." She wonders if this was a mistake; if he'll still be mad or upset after their talk tomorrow. But for now, all she can do is wait and hope that things will work out somehow. They may never be as close as she wishes they could be, but at least they won't have to constantly avoid each other whenever they're both home.
She gives him her address again before hanging up the phone with a sigh. Tomorrow can't come soon enough.
a la noche siguiente,voy de camino a su casa
As the clock ticks closer to the time she and Perruno have arranged to meet at the park, Beatrice cannot help but feel both nervous and excited. She hasn't seen him since their conversation last night, and though they had settled on a neutral meeting place, she can't help hoping that maybe this will be the beginning of something more.
Dressed casually in a summer sundress and wearing her hair down, Beatrice takes one final look at herself in the mirror before grabbing her purse and leaving the house. The walk to the park is pleasant enough, giving her time to calm her nerves and prepare herself for whatever might happen. As she approaches the gazebo, she sees Perruno already sitting there, his hands folded across his lap. He looks... nervous too.
Taking a deep breath, Beatrice walks over to him and sits down beside him, offering him a small smile. "Hey Perruno," she says softly, her voice catching in her throat just slightly. "Thanks for coming."
Hola,señorita Beatrice.....asiento suavemente con una expresión seria pero a la vez tranquila...claro
The two of them sit in silence for a moment, each lost in their own thoughts. Beatrice isn't sure how to begin the conversation; they haven't exactly had the most positive exchange since last night's call. But she has hope that things can change, and she decides it's up to her to make the first move.
"So," she says with a forced laugh, "I guess you came here ready for some peace and quiet, huh?" She glances over at Perruno, hoping he'll return her smile.
Si....lo mismo podría decir, señorita Beatrice....
Well then," she says with another small laugh, "I guess we're both here for the same reason. It is kind of nice to get away from everything sometimes, isn't it?" She pauses, looking at him again and deciding that it's time to broach a more serious subject. "You know, I really am sorry about last weekend... I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable."
Perruno looks at her with surprise, as if he hadn't expected her apology. "It's okay," he finally says after a moment. "I suppose I should have been more understanding... it's just not the kind of thing I'm used to seeing you involved in." There's an awkward silence as they both try to find something else to say.