I was certainly living a turmoil of emotions. First of all, I was really mad at my girlfriend because she had been rude at me so many times due to her mood swings. I hadn't spoken to Gwen for three days and started to think we were going to break up. I thought that dumping her was the right thing to do although I couldn't put up with a two-year relationship coming to an end. I still liked Gwen's kisses, her perfume, and we had many common interests.
Besides this problem with my girlfriend, my Mom announced that my older sister was going to spend the summer with us. I did not know Lily very well since she moved to Seattle with my Dad when she was seven and I was only four. She never visited us because she had stood by my father's side when he fought with our mother. Mom got hurt at Lily, and they had not spoken for sixteen years. I'd never seen a picture of Lily when she was older, nor did I find out what she was majoring in. When my father passed away two months ago, my sister called my mother begging to make up to her. Mom agreed and I got jealous. Lily had barely spoken to her mother her entire life, but now she was coming back because our dad had passed. Anyway, the day my sister was coming to Los Angeles, I decided to be away. I went to the movies alone after I ignored many text messages Gwen had sent to me. After watching a nice drama, I sat down at a table in the mall food court and had a milk shake.
Being alone was not that bad. I enjoyed observing people and taking time to think things over by myself. I was just about to finish my delicious ice cream when a slim young woman approached my table, carrying a tray with mint chocolate chip ice cream. She looked around eagerly, searching for an available table.
"Excuse me. You can sit here if you want to," I offered politely. "I'm about to finish up my milk shake."
She said
thank you
and sat at my table. I smiled at that girl and stared at her as if I had only realized how beautiful she was at that moment. She had light brown hair and vivid green eyes under precious thick eyebrows. Her long hair spread on her shoulders like a beautiful waterfall. Her lips gleamed with a delicate shade of red. She was simply drop-dead gorgeous!
"This mall is always packed with people, isn't that?" I said because I just felt like talking to her.
"I have no clue," she answered raising her beautiful eyebrows. "I do not live in California, you know. I'm actually from,
um
, Chicago, and I'm just visiting Los Angeles for the first time to see my grandmother."
"Oh, your
first time
in LA? You mean, your grandmother has just moved here?"
"Yes, exactly. She needed a warmer place since she is old. Have you lived here all your life?"
"Yes, I have," I replied sadly. "I've always lived in the same damn house with my Mom. I've had the same friends and the same girlfriend for two years, but we're not getting along lately."
"Oh, how sweet. You have a girlfriend." She replied melodically, and I looked at her white teeth. Her red lips were so cute. I thought they tasted like honey. I craved to kiss her mouth that very moment, and I felt so bad because I was just talking about my girlfriend.
"Yes, Gwen is twenty years old like me, but we're going through a rough patch. Things haven't been working out, and I'm afraid Gwen and I might break up if we don't change things." I paused and muttered. "Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't talk about my intimacy with you since we've just met, but I needed to vent. I just can't talk about my girlfriend with my Mom."
"I totally understand you, honey," she finished her ice cream and smiled staring at me. "I had a couple of boyfriends, but I've also kissed some girls."
"Have you? That's interesting." I gasped. I didn't know what to say. I just thought she looked straight when I first saw her.
"Yes, that's the way it is. I should say I'm really sorry for your girlfriend in case you don't straighten things up, because you're really pretty and she wouldn't like to lose you."
When her perfect lips curved in a delightful smile, I felt like I was in the middle of fireworks. I was positive that was a flirt, and I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip by, so I declared:
"When I just saw you I thought:
wow, she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
Next thing I knew we went to the shopping mall stairs, we grabbed each other and kissed passionately. Her lips were exactly what I'd imagined. They tasted strawberry; they were as soft as velvet. My pussy tinkled as I kissed that girl. I heard our breath deep and intense. I stroked her long hair and looked at those fantastic green eyes when we broke the kiss in order to breathe.
"I haven't told you that my name's Karin. What's yours? I swear I usually ask people's name before I kiss them, but you're way too special."
"Thank you, Karin," the girl gasped. "You're special too. My name is Linda, and..."
She kissed me again, and I thought I was in heaven breathing that spectacular perfume, but then I realized I was cheating on Gwen. I felt bad because I had never been unfaithful in my entire life. If it didn't feel so delicious kissing Linda, I would have stopped that minute. I didn't. I smiled and purred:
"Did you know that
Linda
means
beautiful
in Spanish? I guess your mother knew that when she picked your name."
"No, she didn't. My Mom doesn't know a word in Spanish."
"Not even
burrito?"
I joked, then I giggled and looked down. "Listen, Linda. You're a wonderful kisser, but I feel awful cheating on my girlfriend."
"Oh, but you said you and she haven't gotten along well lately. Do you think she deserves your consideration?" Linda looked back as if she was watching someone. "Hey, listen. I really gotta go because I must go to my mother's. Can I get your phone number? I want to see you again."
I should not have given her my phone number, but I did. We kissed goodbye and Linda left. My body was still hot with her passionate kisses when my cell phone rang.
"Hi, Karin. It's Gwen. Listen to me."
"No, you listen to me. I'm mad at you, and I don't want to talk to you!" I cried.
"Please. I'm sorry. I know I've been so rude and
nasty.
Please, forgive me." Gwen was sobbing. "I love you. I'm so sorry I was a terrible person. I just haven't been through a good moment lately, but you're the most important person in my life."
That was great. Just to make me feel guilty for cheating on her. We agreed to meet the next day and talk face to face. I was into pieces. I decided to go back home. I just wanted to lie on my bed and cry. I know it's so trivial for many people to cheat on their partners, but it was not for me. I felt the worst person in the world, and when my cell phone rang and I saw that unknown number, I knew it belonged to Linda. I did not answer it. I wasn't going to talk to that gorgeous girl ever again. Although she was much prettier than Gwen, I had known my girlfriend for more than two years and I couldn't dump her for someone I had just met.
When I arrived home, my mother hugged me just in front of the door. She announced my sister had arrived and was looking forward to meeting me.
"Oh, Mom! Can't I talk to her tomorrow? I have a terrible headache, and just want to go to my bedroom and get some sleep."
"What are you talking about? It's your sister. You haven't talked to her since you girls were little," my mother protested.
"I don't remember her. She's been away for so many years. Why do I have to be excited about her presence here?"