There is Nothing Better Than This

MARCELO

“Give us another round.” I told the waiter who was serving us to bring more alcohol for everyone. My new friends were making a lot of noise. Not only that, we had invited a few women to keep us company.

Four beautiful women who wouldn’t say no to anything. Today, I was enjoying the moment. This kind of life I’d never had before. I felt alive.

All I had to do was have fun and put the responsibilities and pressures aside. It was as if my eyes had been opened. The life of prohibition and modesty was over.

There was no reason to hold back any more. This was the way I wanted to live now, and no one would change my mind.

“Marcelo, what do you think about leaving here and going to my flat? We can continue the party there. There are many things we can do there without being disturbed. If you know what I mean.”

Iván touched his nose, letting me know what he meant. I made a face letting him know I was on. One of the girls sat on Iván’s lap, giving him a sloppy kiss on the mouth.

These bitches had no inhibitions. And it was fine with me. The last thing I needed was to think.

Alcohol was good to make me happy for a while. “There you go.” That was Matthew, another of my pals I had just met along with Iván.

He grabbed the hand of one of the girls, pushing her toward where I was. She smiled seductively and walked toward me, sitting on my lap.

I watched her and realized that she was a fine piece of meat. And without wasting time, I grabbed the back of her head, kissing her hard.

Her tongue ran all over my mouth. And I was not far behind. I intensified the kiss, leaving her breathless. My cock immediately became erect. I was sure this night would be very long.

After we finished the bottle I had ordered, we decided to go to Iván’s place. Matthew, Iván, I, and the four girls whose names I still didn’t know, set off. The building where Iván’s flat was located was in a well-known area.

We all entered the building, taking the exclusive lift to his penthouse. The only thing I thought about this was that this man knew how to live with style. Once there, we wasted no time and continued the party.

“Make yourselves comfortable. I’ll put on some music and bring out the sweets.”

“Yeah, that’s what we’re talking about,” one of the bitches screamed in excitement.

The music started playing, and one of them pulled my hand, inviting me to dance. I got up and took her by the waist.

She started rubbing her breasts on me. We were all drunk. Nothing mattered. I started groping her everywhere, feeling the heat of her body.

The bitch was more than ready to fuck. But before I could take her to a room, Iván returned to the living room with a package. He placed the contents on the table and began to separate a few lines.

The bitch I was with dropped my hand and ran off to inhale a line. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes. Only once had I tried that shit, but never with alcohol. And that was a long time ago.

When she opened her eyes, she turned to see me. She smiled so sweet and went to the table to grab some more powder with her nail. Then she walked toward me and put it on my nose.

Without taking my eyes off her, I inhaled, absorbing everything. The substance entered my system almost immediately. I felt the euphoria of the moment. The music kept playing, and we drank drink after drink.

And like I said, the night was long. I had never experienced these emotions. My years of training required a healthy life without excesses. But no more.

Now was the time to enjoy what I had never enjoyed before. Having all the money in the world and being a prisoner in my own house, no more. Now I was free.

***

~Wow! My head hurts. What happened yesterday?~

I opened my eyes with effort. My throat was dry, and my head felt like it had a drum inside it. I managed to support myself on my forearms, observing where I was.

My eyes widened when I saw what was in front of me. Matthew and Iván were in bed naked next to me. Two of the bitches were asleep between them and the other one was lying down with her legs entwined with mine.

I shook my head, trying to remember what happened last night, but nothing came to mind. FUCK! I hoped I hadn’t done anything I might regret.

I observed the naked bodies of Matthew and Iván. I wanted to find some clues. Would I have fucked them? Only yesterday I knew that they were bisexual.

During the party, I discovered it before my mind went cloudy. I saw them making out together with one of the bitches. With so much alcohol and drugs, it didn’t bother me at all.

But I hoped I hadn’t taken part in that. ~I’m straight. FUCK!~

I kicked the bitch’s legs to the side so I could get up. ~Ugh!~ My head really hurt. But right now, what I needed most was a drink. Anything would be good.

Naked, I went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. I got a beer and finished it in a second. I threw the can away and opened another one.

While taking the second one, I walked toward the bathroom. I closed the door and got into the shower. My brain wasn’t 100 percent awake yet.

I stayed under the stream of water, trying to wake up. Apparently, the hot water worked. My mind was clearer. When I was done, I got out of the shower and dried myself off with the first towel I could find.

I went to the room in search of my clothes. I managed to find them scattered all over the flat. I can’t explain how all of it ended up everywhere.

After getting dressed, I grabbed my things and left. I took a taxi that left me outside the nightclub where I had parked my car. Then, I drove back to my house. I didn’t want to run into Mandy for any reason. I felt dirty.

Once I arrived, I parked my car at the entrance, got out, and walked to the door. I opened it and went inside. Everything was very quiet and empty. I felt a pain in my heart.

I shook off that feeling and headed to my room. When I entered, I stopped, frozen in place. Mandy was in bed. She wasn’t asleep. She was looking at nothing.

When she saw me, she turned her face to the other side. ~Okay, that works for me~.

Without wasting any more time, I went to my closet and took out a suitcase. I filled it with my personal stuff, making sure not to leave anything important behind.

When I was done, I looked back at her. Mandy didn’t bother to look my way. But she managed to say, “Are you leaving?” Her voice came out chopped.

I could feel her pain. But I wasn’t in the mood to sympathize.

Looking at her, I told her, “You can keep the house. I bought it for you anyway. I’ll leave you with the cars, too, except my favorites. Do what you want with the rest. I’ll put money in your bank account too.”

I took a deep breath before turning around, leaving the room behind me. This time, I had to force myself to leave before I changed my mind.

And this time too, I didn’t hear anything when I left. No crying, no anything. I didn’t hear my name either. Complete silence. Apparently, my actions had had the result I expected, pushing Mandy away from me.