Midnight Strokes 2
It’d been nearly two years since I’d visited my cousin and I couldn’t say for sure that their house was any familiar. I stood outside and rang the doorbell for the third time as I looked around. The house was beautiful and well kept and it looked like there was no one at home.
It’s been two days since Carlo and I talked. These previous days, we would FaceTime, and talk about stupid shit until I fell asleep. And countless times, he would flirt with me and that always gave me hope that sooner or later I was gonna fuck this man. Robert contacted me about visiting them for spring break and he was okay with the idea.
His parents were out of town and they were planning on throwing some sick, orgy kind of party. Well, he didn’t say orgy, but I assumed that was the point of the party since his parents weren’t around. I haven’t had the balls to ask Carlo about his girlfriend. I was afraid he was gonna tell me stuff I wasn’t ready to hear.
As I raised my hand to ring the doorbell again, the door suddenly opened and Robert stood in front of me shirtless, with his lower half covered in a dark green trunk.
“Ellen.” Robert called as he smiled at me.
Damn, I forgot how hot my cousin was. He’s got a tattoo. A bird tattoo close to his happy trail, and fuck, I was staring for too long.
“Robert, hey!” I replied, giggling nervously.
This was extremely weird. Robert and I were anything but friends. He was great, but we barely had any form of communication.
“Come on in. How was the trip? Did you drive all the way here?”
“Yeah, I drove and the trip was great.” I replied, twirling on my feet as I looked around the house.
“Wow, it’s been so long.” I muttered.
Robert chuckled ahead of me.
“Jane and I were cleaning the pool for later tonight. You know, when the guests start to pile in.” Robert said as he turned to look at me.
“Yeah. Who’s Jane? Your girlfriend?”
“Yeah. Come on, let me introduce you.” Robert said as he led me to the backyard.
A short petite girl in a yellow bikini stood by the pool with sunglasses on. She was pretty and thick around the thighs, hips, and butt. She was an African American girl with long curly hair.
“Hey, babe.” Robert called for Jane’s attention.
Jane looked up and her eyes landed on my form.
I waved. “Hi.”
“Hey. Welcome.” Jane smiled. She was friendly. “I’m Jane, Robert’s girlfriend.”
“Ellen, Robert’s cousin. Thank you for having me this weekend. My spring was already shit in the first place.”
She smiled. “It’s nothing. Nice shorts, though.”
“Thanks.”
“Where did you get it?”
“Got it online.” I replied with a shrug.
“It suits you.” Jane said. “Why don’t you settle in and we can drive to the store to get drinks, snacks, maybe drugs.”
“Oh, sure.” I nodded. Jane giggled.
“Come on, Elle. Let me show you to your room.”
“Right.” I muttered as I followed Robert back to the living room.
“So, how have you been?” Robert started a conversation as we climbed up the stairs to the bedrooms, I think.
“I’ve been good. How have you been? How’s college?”
“Good.”
“Mmmm.” I hummed.
This was worse than awkward.
We continued up the stairs in utter silence as we walk down a long hallway. Robert stopped in front of a door. It was next to the last door on the left side of the hallway.
“Here we are. This is yours for the weekend. It might get a little nasty and noisy when everyone starts arriving. I advise you to lock your door during bedtime, except you enjoy waking up to a total stranger in your bed in the middle of the night.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.” Robert laughed softly. “Guys do crazy shit when they’re high or drunk. Carlo sleeps in this room.” Robert said, pointing to the last door next to mine.
“Carlo?” I feigned memory loss.
Robert smiled. “I know you know Carlo. He’s staying here. And I’m pretty sure you guys have been talking these past days.”
“Right. That Carlo, your best friend, got it.” I muttered in complete awkwardness.
“Out of curiosity, does he have a girlfriend?” I asked Robert, scratching the back of my neck as I avoid eye contact.
“Maybe you should ask him that when he comes.” Robert said.
“Mm mm.”
“And between me and you, Carlo isn’t really the guy you wanna get involved with. Trust me on that one.”
If only he knew I’m not interested in dating Carlo. I mean, we live apart and there was no way in hell I was giving a long-distance relationship a shot. Not gonna happen. All I want is to sit on his beautiful, Latino lips and let his tongue fuck my pussy.
Hmm, yum yum.
“Right.” I muttered and smiled at Robert. “Thanks, Robbie.” I turned around and opened the door.
“See you in a minute or two.”
“Sure.” I entered the room and shut the door.
Leaning against the hardwood door, I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. Slowly, I opened my eyes as I took in my bedroom for the weekend. It was beautiful, a little plain, but beautiful. I tossed my bag on the bed that was already made and started to get undressed. I took a quick shower and put on the shorts I came with and a different top as I stepped out of the room.
I went downstairs and Jane was still in her bikini. I sat by the pool as I watched her and Robert clean the swimming pool. We talked, Jane did most of the talking while I listened. She was a nice girl, liked to smile and laugh and she was a great listener too.
When they were through, Jane sat on the sunlounger next to mine as she took a deep breath. Robert went inside to get himself a cold beer.
“So, what’s your story, white girl?” Jane asked.
I chuckled. “What do you mean ‘story?'”
“You know what I mean. I mean I know you and Robert aren’t the best of cousins and voila, you’re here spending spring break with him, it’s not like I mind. I’m just wondering why here? Something happened?”
“Nothing. I just… I wanted to hang somewhere else that was entirely different.”
Jane smiled at me. She knew I was lying. “I know you’re lying, but I’m gonna believe you.”
And suddenly, we heard noises from the living room heading to the back door as Jane and I turned towards the back door. The door pushed open and the man I was waiting for since I got here walked out of the house. He was smiling and laughing at something Robert was telling him.
Carlo turned to look at me and smiled. “Ellen. Hey.” He said so casually like we weren’t always talking and flirting every night.
“Hey, Carlo.” I said, nonchalantly too.
“You really came, huh? You look nice.” He said, his hands tucked in his cargo pants pockets.
“Thanks.”
Was I a little disappointed at his attitude towards me? Maybe a little.
“Carl, babe?” A feminine voice said.
I turned towards the source of the voice and it was no other than Carlo’s girlfriend. The one I saw on Instagram posing together with Robert and Carlo. God, she looked prettier in real life. Her jet-black hair was straight and long and it flowed down her back. She was elegant and she looked like a freaking model.
“Hey.” Carlo addressed his girlfriend.
“Do you mind checking this out for me?” The girl asked.
Finally, Carlo’s girl looked up from her phone as her eyes swept the room.
“Hi, Jane.” She said.
“Hi, Adrianna.” Jane said, with less enthusiasm. “You look good.”
“Thank you.” Adrianna said.
She eyed me, but not for a second as she looked back at her boyfriend who was fixing something for her on his phone.
Girl’s got an attitude.
She stared at me like I was just another white girl in the midst. Really rude.
“Come on, Elle, let’s go get food and shit.” Jane came to the rescue in the awkward scenario as she grabbed my arm and pulled me away.
I was quiet as I watched passing cars and vehicles while Jane drove to the store. Rihanna’s Bitch Better Have My Money was playing on the stereo of Jane’s porche as she hummed and sang along with the star.
“Wow, you look like shit.” Jane said, turning down the volume of the song.
She sighed when I didn’t say anything.
I regretted coming. One of the reasons I came here was because of Carlo and now he was acting like I was a stranger. It was annoying and I hated he had to treat me like that because his girlfriend was there.
“Carlo and Adrianna aren’t the perfect couple, sweetheart. They’re always fighting and breaking up again and again. And she’s a mean snob. She mostly thinks she’s better than everybody. Trust me, nobody likes her at all.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because you look like someone who needs a rescue.”
I rolled my eyes, still refusing to look at Jane.
“But what do you see in him, though? I mean, I know he’s hot, but what else? Dude’s got like a million attitude.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You don’t have to. The sexual attraction was just too much and God, you should feel the tension between you two. You two better fuck before you leave this weekend and just get it over with.” Jane said. This time, I laughed.
“That can’t be possible.”
“I bet it is. A hundred bucks says Adrianna is gonna leave by tomorrow.”
I scoffed, but laugh in disbelief. “You don’t know that.”
“Oh, I know more than enough, honey.”
Nightfall came and everyone started coming in. The first guest to arrive was two guys, Marty and Maurice. They were twin brothers and Carlo and Robert’s friends. The next guests were two girls and a guy, Lauren, Betty, and the guy’s name was Giovanni. The last was a guy. His name was Dave. We were eleven in total, me included.
Carlo and Robert’s friends were cool and Dave even flirted with me while making crazy remarks about sex. We danced and drank, and the guys smoked weed as everyone chatted, well, except for Adrianna, Carlo’s girlfriend. She was really a bitch. She sat in the corner of the living room with her phone in her hand and a canned beer as she pretended like none of us existed.
Carlo hasn’t said a word to me since earlier this afternoon when he first showed up with his bitch girlfriend. We kept locking eyes and I would look away every time. The guys were watching a movie, with Lauren and Betty making out in the kitchen. I stepped out to the backyard to get air since the inside was a little hot. Not because the air conditioner wasn’t working anymore, but because Carlo won’t stop giving me the ‘Fuck Me Eyes’ and I didn’t like the heat that was resonating from my body.
I sat down on the sunlounger as I scroll through Instagram. My two friends were having a blast and it looked like they were in a fancy place. Now, I wished I didn’t fight with them. I wished I didn’t have to bash them and just go on a girl’s trip with them even if I would end up paying.
The fact that Carlo was treating me like a complete stranger just spoiled my night.
Well, fuck him. He could kiss my white ass, for all I care.
“Not enjoying the party?” A familiar voice said.
I looked up, locking the screen of my phone. Carlo stood a few feet away from me with a can of beer in his hand as he stared at me.
“What do you want?”
Carlo sighed and took a few steps towards me as he sat down next to me. “I’m sorry, Elle. Acting like you didn’t exist is truly fucking with me.”
“And why should I care?” I asked him.
His hazel eyes shone in the darkness of the backyard as he stared into my eyes.
“Shouldn’t you be in there talking with your hot girlfriend?”
Carlo scoffed. “You’re way more fun.” He whispered. I smiled, bit my lip, and looked away.
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I guess I planned this weekend to be different. You know, just you and I having fun.”
And what kind of fun? I wanted to ask him.
“Right.” I sighed.
“I missed you, you know? And I really want you to forgive me.”
“Why don’t you start by earning it, big boy?” I whispered, biting my bottom lip as I stared at him.
“Is this what I’m thinking?”
“Why don’t you figure it out? I’ll live my door open.” I whispered and smirked.
I snatched Carlo’s beer from his hand and took a huge gulp before handing his beer back to him.
I stood up, brushing my hand down his bare thighs as I whispered: “I won’t be wearing any panties, either.”
With a seductive wink directed at Carlo, I walked inside.
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To be Continued.