Wydawca: Leonardo Parsifal Kategoria: Sensacja, thriller, horror Język: angielski Rok wydania: 2018

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SUDDENLY BISEXUAL

By Leonardo Parsifal Carlo was definitely sleepy that morning. The night before he had gone to sleep really late, after three attempts at procreation with his wife. For weeks now they were trying, and the situation had become almost ridiculous. Letizia now took every opportunity available to have sex with him, which was pleasant, but also very tiring. He went to the usual bar to have breakfast before going to work. He came in front of her, and realized that it was closed. It was a surprise: he had been visiting the place for years, and had always found it open. He snorted, and looked around. At that moment he noticed a small bar across the street. He crossed and entered, hoping he could have a decent coffee. He found himself in a small but very nice environment. It was full of leather sofas, with strange rhomboidal tables, and a red counter, behind which there was a really huge amount of alcohol. The radio played a song by Alessandra Amoroso, which in some strange way perfectly matched the atmosphere of the place. Behind the counter was a man in his thirties, rather tall. The thing that immediately struck him was that he had several tattoos on his arms, and a look of hardness. He noticed it, and gave him a smile. "Good morning," he exclaimed in a jovial tone, which was badly suited to his appearance, while Carlo approached the counter. << Good morning >> he replied << Can I have a coffee and a nutella croissant? >> "Immediately," he replied, smiling at him again. He immediately handed him a croissant, and began to make coffee. Carlo looked at him better: he wore sparse blond hair, and his eyes were bright green. In the center of his face stood a very impressive nose, slightly potato, with beneath full lips; his chin had a small dimple in the middle, which, together with his prominent jaw, gave his face a sculpted appearance. If he had to describe his body with a word, it would probably have been "often". He had a muscular chest, and biceps so pumped up that made him want to go to the gym just to watch them.; Here is >> exclaimed that, handing him the coffee. << Thanks >> replied Carlo, taking him. He began to sip it, and immediately realized that it tasted good. << Not bad >> he said << It is difficult to find a good coffee, but this is it! >> The barman smiled at him again << Thanks. I had never seen it here, is it new to the place? >> Carlo laughed.; I would say no, I work in a company two blocks ahead for almost four years >> The other shrugged.; Then it was a bad luck to see it only today in my bar >> Carlo smiled. That guy seemed kind and sympathetic, despite his bad boyish air. << Rather, why is it empty? It's very nice, I would expect a lot more people! >> The other changed expression. << Unfortunately, the entrance is too small, little is noticed. And then the other bars make me a fearful competition. But I'm going to put a sign that will attract more customers soon >> Carlo nodded. << However, the coffee was good, and also the croissant. How much do I have to you? >> "One and eighty, thank you," replied the other, as he went to the cash register and gave him the receipt. Carlo handed him the money.; I'll see you later >> the barman told him, showing again a toothy smile. << Good day >> answered Carlo, as he left. That day, without knowing why, he had a better mood than usual. He returned home around eight, totally exhausted. He got out of the car and looked at his princely villa, spread over three floors, and surrounded by a huge garden, with various types of flowers and cherry trees, fig trees, and olive trees. He looked at the door, and sighed. Once inside, he knew that his wife would try again to have sex with him, but after more than twenty times in the last week, he had reached the limit. He just wanted to rest, at that point. He opened the door, and found himself in the wide entrance.

He put the twenty-four hours on the sofa and headed for the kitchen. Once in the room, he saw his wife Letizia, who was fumbling with pots and pans, turned away. The latter heard it, and turned around. She was smiling as usual, and even with her kitchen apron, she was very pretty. She had very liscious blonde hair, which fell on her shoulders, tidy and shiny. His face was regular, with high cheekbones, hazel eyes and a thin but very inviting mouth. << Hello dear >> Letizia exclaimed, putting the pots on the fire, and approaching him << I was finishing to prepare dinner ... I made you meatballs and potato gatou >> Carlo smiled. It was nice to come home and get ready, and hoped that for that evening a romantic dinner without an erotic dessert would be enough. Her hopes were disillusioned as she approached him more, tilted her head to the side, and stepped forward to kiss him. He tried to set it like a quiet kiss to the mold, but she put her arms around his pelvis, and began to use her tongue. He replied in spite of himself, hoping it would stop there. The contact lasted about ten seconds, then Letizia broke away, and slowly slipped one of her hands on her husband's horse. << What do you say, we move to the bedroom? >> Carlo did not know what to answer them. It seemed absurd to say no to his wife, who wanted only to have sex to conceive the child, but at the same time did not really want at that time.; Tonight no! >> He exclaimed, harder than he wanted. She gasped, and put on a rather displeased expression. "Why not?" He asked, frowning and closing his lips. Carlo did not want to be aggressive, but hearing his voice claiming to have sex again, with that attitude, he brought out an anger he did not know he had. << Simply no >> he replied with clenched teeth, chanting the words slowly << I do not want tonight >> Letizia remained with an astonished expression for a few seconds, then raised her eyes to the sky.

; You could say that you did not really want to have a child >> he exclaimed angry << Do not really commit, I'm the only one who is really trying, not to mention that satisfying your wife should be a pleasure, not a duty >> Carlo was incredulous << We did it all the way over the last month! It 's absurd that you tell me this when we have done nothing but fuck! >> She became even more angry. << You say it as if it were a bad thing! I know many men who would be happy to have sex with me every night! >> At that point Carlo was beside himself with rage. "Then go with one of those, and leave me alone," he replied, moving away from her He left the room, heading for the exit door. "Where are you going?" She exclaimed, her voice more angry than ever. He did not answer, and crossed the door without looking back. He had been wandering in the car for more than twenty minutes now. He was still angry, and could not help wondering why his wife reacted like this. It did not seem an absurd request of his, after all a night of rest was the least. He did not know where to go. He thought of calling a couple of friends to drink together, but he did not feel much of company, so he decided to stay alone.