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When Foes Collide I

It was late in the afternoon, when a loud rapping could be heard all over the house.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Coming!” Aunt Cessy’s voice sounded out, carrying all the way to the front door.

The voluptuous Mexican woman swayed through the hallway, cut across a corner of the living room, and finally stepped into the tiny foyer of her home. In irritation, Cessy peered out through the tiny security peephole. She did a double take when she observed who was standing out there. What the hell was he doing here, she asked herself.

Cessy unlocked the door and swung it open, revealing the brawny figure of Pablo Robles. The impatient man had his arms crossed. He looked as irritated as she did, in fact. The robust sister-in-law couldn’t help but notice how thick the man’s arms were, or how well his chest filled out his shirt. Pablo wasn’t wearing much, she noted, just a loose tank top, shorts, and tennis shoes. Much, much yummier than the usual men that knocked on her door, Cessy decided.

“I’d like to speak to Lorena.” Pablo requested.

“Well, you can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because she’s not here.” Cessy revealed.

Pablo frowned. His expression gave away that he thought Cessy was lying to him.

As for Cessy, well, her mind was in a whirl. She was already thinking of doing some very naughty things with her brother-in-law, except for one very significant factor. It was well known that Pablo Robles hated her guts. She would have to be extra sneaky to get into the man’s pants, if she thought she had any chance of seeing that extra-large log that Lorena always bragged about. Or maybe she didn’t have to be that sneaky at all. Maybe Cessy could be as blatant as she ever was, and accomplish the same sort of wickedness anyway. Hoping to draw him inside, she huffed and started to shut the door. Pablo reached out to stop her from fully closing it.

“Tell her it’s important.” Pablo persisted.

“What’s so important?”

“Tell her it’s about us getting divorced.”

He sounded serious, Cessy noted.

Still, the voluptuous Latina gave him a resentful look, as if he was about to intrude into her privacy. This was simply part of her act. With an impatient flurry, she turned and started into the living room. “Come with me.”

Cessy swung her hips out, too, so that her brother-in-law could get a good look at her fat ass while he followed her in. Pablo picked a good day to show up, the woman thought, as she was wearing a double-strap halter dress tie-dyed in several shades of purple, and absolutely nothing underneath. Her full breasts were clearly visible and pushing up against the fabric of the dress, and already her nipples were itching to be touched.

Cessy paused so abruptly that Pablo nearly bumped into her. “You can see for yourself that Lorena isn’t in the living room.” She turned and brushed past him. “Now, come this way.”

Pablo grunted behind her, but he trailed her steps nevertheless.

Cessy strolled through the short hallway. Once she reached its far end she motioned out at the kitchen, the dining area, and a small den that she hardly ever used. There was a downstairs bathroom, and she went as far to push its door open. “Lorena isn’t in any of these rooms. You can see that if you have eyes.”

She glanced over at the door leading into the garage. “I want you to be completely sure that Lorena isn’t in there washing clothes, or hiding from you, so go in there and take a good look around.”

Cessy was mildly surprised when Pablo said not a word. Quietly, he stepped into the garage. She wondered if he’d been drinking before he’d come over. Right after that thought crossed her mind, she started hoping he had. It would make the big beefcake that much easier to manipulate.

The wily woman had a few seconds to go over options. She could tell Pablo the truth, which was that Lorena hadn’t dropped by ever since that night when the three Marines had come over and screwed both their brains out. Cessy didn’t know where Lorena was, as her sister hadn’t called or left any messages, or anything like that. That she didn’t know where Lorena was she could readily admit. As to the reason why Lorena hadn’t been around, well, Cessy thought she’d better keep that one to herself.

Then there was the part where Lorena thought she was better than Cessy. Well, if Cessy managed to seduce Pablo, she was going to turn around and throw that right into her sister’s face. She was not going to have Lorena, her own flesh and blood, looking down at her as if she was some woman from the street who peddled her ass to just anyone. She wasn’t a whore!

Cessy was simply a woman who did not want a man always telling her what to do, or what to wear or where to go. She wasn’t the type who was going to sit at home all day and wait for her husband to get home, like some obedient bitch of a dog, like Lorena did for Pablo. Cessy wasn’t going to have anyone telling her how to live her life, either. She had enough of that sort of shit from her stubborn and jealous ex-husband. For too many years, that man had made her life revolve exclusively around him. Vehemently, Cessy refused to gaziantep escort pornoları allow herself to get caught up in that same sort of situation again. It was her life to live, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it?

Cessy walked over to the patio door and glanced through the large plate of glass, just as Pablo emerged from the garage.

“She’s not in there.” Pablo grumbled.

“Come over here.” Cessy ordered, more or less.

Pablo came and joined her in looking outside.

“She’s not out there, either.” He said.

“Well, that’s what I meant when I said she wasn’t here.” Cessy reminded him. “What did you think I meant? Now, come on.”

She led him down the hallway again, rounding the stairwell and starting up to the second floor.

“Fine, I get it.” Pablo stated in irritation. “She’s not here.”

“Oh, no you don’t.” Cessy said, turning and descending the handful of steps she’d already traveled. She grabbed the man’s wrist. “You wanted the whole tour, and you’re going to get it. I’m not going to have you telling anybody that I had my sister in the house hidden away from you.”

Cessy expected Pablo to resist her, but surprisingly, he didn’t. He simply allowed her to lead him up the stairs. She took him to the left, and opened up the two doors on that end. “Here’s my daughter’s bedroom, and here’s the guest bedroom.” She led him back toward the stairs, and opened up another door. “Here’s the upstairs bathroom.”

Finally, she led him to the last remaining doorway, but she didn’t stop until they were well inside the room.

“And this is my bedroom.” She concluded the sightseeing trip. “Go ahead and check my closet, if you want.”

“That’s all right.” Pablo said, dejectedly.

“Then get the hell out of my house!”

Pablo didn’t even look at her. He simply sighed quietly and turned toward the door.

Certainly, Cessy hadn’t expected that. She was only testing the man with her cruel remark. Already, her mind and body were braced to have a good, long argument over Lorena’s whereabouts. Somewhere during that argument, she was going to make a move on Pablo, to provoke him into having sex with her. Cessy already had her ‘so, you think you’re better than me’ line ready to go. Instead, Pablo had unexpectedly turned into a whimper of the man he usually was. Regardless, Cessy was not about to just let him waltz out of the house. Not without at least trying to get a glimpse of that mythical monster that he kept between his legs.

“Pablo, wait.” She hurried to catch up with him.

Her brother-in-law hadn’t even gotten to the stairs yet, so it was easy enough to grab his wrist and bring him back into her bedroom. Cessy pulled him all the way in and sat him on the edge of her bed. As he looked up at her wonderingly, she stepped away from him by a couple of yards and crossed her arms. This way, she figured, her true intentions would still be masked. “You look like a man who has something to say. So, spit it out already.”

“This is between me and Lorena.”

“Are you trying to say that it’s none of my business?” Cessy asked. “Because if it has anything to do with my sister, I’m making it my business. Now, come on. Out with it!”

“You don’t want to know.” Pablo shook his head. He was reluctant to talk to her, but clearly, he wasn’t ready to leave yet.

Cessy saw an opening, and she pounced on it. She went and took a seat next to him. Since he’d already allowed her to lead her all over the house by the hand, she quietly reached out and slipped her hand over his. Pablo didn’t immediately move his hand away from hers, she observed.

The thick temptress dropped her tone into a soft caress. “Look, I know you’ve never liked me, and the truth is that I never liked you either. I always thought you were trying to take my sister away from me, that you were too much like the asshole I married. In my point of view, you were keeping Lorena inside the house when you were at work, and you wouldn’t let her out of your sight when you were home. I only found out recently that Lorena was happy with living that kind of life.”

“We were both happy, but that’s over now.” Pablo admitted. “You know what’s funny? I always thought you were trying to take Lorena away from me. I hated hearing Lorena say that you were going out with one guy one week and a different guy the next week. I thought you were trying to make her do the same thing. Listen, I’m sorry I was a jerk to you. I recently found out something else, too. I know now that the biggest reason you see one guy after another is because you’re lonely. I’m sorry about that.”

Cessy pulled her hand away. The words struck her far too deeply. “I’m not lonely.”

Pablo took a deep breath. “Let me tell you how I figured this out. I got suspended at work for an entire week. Instead of letting me go home and brood for a week, my boss asked me to go over to her place. The cover story was that I’d be fixing up whatever needed fixing up, but that’s not why I was really there.”

“Why were you really there?”

“To have sex with her.” Pablo revealed. “And not only that, but she called up escort pornoları some of her friends and told them to come over, too. Some of these women I work with every day, and some I’d never met before. I was always the only guy there.”

“How many women?”

“Oh, six, seven. I mean, not all at once, but over the course of the week. There were always new faces coming and going. Anyway, the women were all pretending that they were having the time of their lives with me. They were laughing and joking around. They would sit me down on the couch, or take me into the bedroom, and they’d watch me and cheer while I was having sex with one of them. It’s the weirdest thing I’ve ever done, and let me tell you, I’ve been doing some very weird things recently.”

Cessy had never imagined that her brother-in-law could be so brazen. She’d always seen him as uptight and straight as a ruler.

“Some of these women had been single for a long time. Some of them were married, but it was the same story with all of them. In some way or another, they were all lonely. They had no real love in their lives. The closest thing they came to love was having sex. They convinced themselves that having sex was the same thing as love, but I saw through all that. Those women were all pretenders. It made me depressed to see this day after day. I couldn’t take any more of it. I was supposed to be up there with those same women today, but I couldn’t make myself go.”

“So you came over here to make up with my sister?” Cessy asked.

“No.” Pablo replied. “I don’t love her. Not anymore. I gave her twenty-four years of my life, and she flushed them down the toilet over something so stupid…”

Cessy cut in. “Lorena told me about that. She told me how Melinda tricked her into thinking you’d cheated on her, and how she had been dumb enough to believe it. My sister said she won’t go back with you either, because it would be too humiliating for her after what happened between the two of you.”

Pablo laughed. “See? With Lorena it’s always been about who’s going to end up on top of the mountain. It feels as if the entire time I was with her, she was always trying to manipulate me into doing what she wanted. It was always a one-way street with her. Now that we’re apart, she can’t even bring herself to admit to me that she made a big mistake by believing Melinda. Why? Because her precious pride might be hurt. Well, fuck her! After what Lorena did to me, I don’t want her back!”

Cessy stood up and walked a few paces away. “I have something to tell you, too. I don’t know if I should even say it.”

“Is it about Lorena? Go ahead, it won’t make me change my mind about her.”

She could see that Pablo was dead serious about his decision to leave Lorena. “Last week, I had some guys come over. Lorena was here. I kind of pushed her into doing some things that she wouldn’t have ever done by herself.”

Pablo listened to her closely.

“She ended up sleeping with two guys that night.” Cessy bluntly stated.

“Was she happy about it?”

“No.” Cessy admitted. “She got mad at me for making her do it. Lorena left and she hasn’t been back since. I don’t know who she is staying with now, but I don’t think she ever wants to come back here. That’s the truth.”

“Why would you do that to her?” Pablo asked. “You know how she is!”

“I don’t know why I did that to her.”

“Is it because you’re lonely?”

“I am not lonely!” Cessy snapped. “I’m happy with my life just the way it is!”

“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.” Pablo stood up to leave. “One day you might even believe it, just like all those women I’ve been sleeping with over the last few days.”

“Sit down.” Cessy commanded. “We’re not finished here yet!”

A flash of annoyance crossed Pablo’s face, but it faded away quickly. He took a seat and patted the empty spot next to him. “Why don’t you come over here and sit next to me?”

Cessy was finding herself torn now. She wanted to screw Pablo, both for her personal satisfaction and to rub Lorena’s face in it later. But now, after he’d discovered the truth behind her barrier of supposedly gratifying one-night stands, she didn’t know what to do. They stared at one another for a long moment, before Cessy relented and went over to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

“The only reason I brought you up here was because I was going to make you sleep with me.” Cessy divulged. “But I don’t want to do that anymore. You ruined it.”

Pablo inched closer to her, draping an arm around her shoulders. “That’s okay, because I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole.”

Cessy sharply glanced into his face, discovering that he was joking with her. A moment later, she choked up and turned away. Before she could stop them, a stream of tears broke free from her eyes and rolled down her face. She started sobbing right after.

“Okay, so maybe that wasn’t the best joke in the world…” Pablo started.

“No, no, it’s not that!” Cessy cried. “It’s just… it’s just that I don’t think any man has ever really loved me in my entire life! Do you know what that feels escort gaziantep pornoları like, to know that you’ll never find somebody! To know that you might be alone until the day you die!”

“You’re not that ugly. A little bit, yeah, but not that ugly.”

“Fuck you, Pablo!” Cessy half cried, half laughed. “That’s not funny!”

“When is the last time you told a man you loved him?”

Cessy huffed. “Not since I was married. After all that time, no man has told me that he loves me ever since. All men want me for is sex, and that’s it!”

“These women from where I work, that’s all they wanted from me.” Pablo confided. “Look, maybe you’ve been looking for men in the wrong places. My boss and her friends have been taking me out to some bars and clubs where singles in Del Mar go to hang out. They’ve been taking me there to show me off to everybody they know. How about you and me go up there one of these days. Maybe you can meet some rich white guy that’s got a ton of money to spend, but nobody to spend it on.”

Cessy lowered her head. “You’re not mad, about how I pushed Lorena into sleeping with two guys?”

“No, not really. You know how stubborn Lorena can be. If she didn’t want to do it, she wouldn’t have done it.”

Pablo was something like a perfect guy, Cessy realized. He was nice, considerate and thoughtful, and she already knew that he was faithful and hardworking. And he was handsome, too. It was a shame that Lorena had never really understood what she had with this man, and that she’d messed it all up on something so foolish as a lie.

“I should get going…” Pablo started.

“No.” Cessy halted him. “If you can fool around with a bunch of women you barely know for days and days, then you can stay here a little while longer. With me.”

“Are you going to make me? Because I have to go and find Lorena. We need to have a serious talk about what we’re going to do with the house, and our bank account, and a whole bunch of other things.”

Cessy looked into his eyes, suddenly feeling coquettish and playful. “You said I wasn’t that ugly.”

“I never really thought you were ugly. I thought you slept with too many men. Like I told you, thanks to these women I’ve been hanging around with, I know why you were doing that now. Everybody in this world needs love. They’ll go out of their way to find it, or they’ll get as close as they can to finding it, even if it isn’t real.”

“Lorena really screwed up, didn’t she?” Cessy asked, as she leaned close enough to put her lips on Pablo’s.

She’d expected her sister’s husband to cringe away from her, but he didn’t. In fact, Pablo kissed her first, softly and tenderly. This was nothing at all like the rushed smacks she’d learned to expect from the many shallow lovers she’d had over the last few years.

Cessy drew away from the sensual contact. “So you’re some kind of knight in shining armor now? Out to rescue all the lonely women out there from themselves?”

“Not a knight.” Pablo replied. “More like the guy that cleans the stables or grooms the horses. You know, over the last couple of months, and thanks pretty much to Lorena giving me the cold shoulder, I’ve slept with a good bunch of women. I slept with some black women, who were in a hurry to get things over with, just so they could brag to each other that they’d had me. And over these last few days, I slept with these white women that kept taking turns jumping on me like I was a merry-go-round. Again, just so they could say they had me. It’s disappointing for a guy like me.”

“Are you saying that us Latinos are the best lovers?”

Pablo thought this over. “I want to say yes, but that’s not always true. I mean, just look at Lorena and me. There were so many times when we could have enjoyed each other’s company, like when the kids were at school and we had the house all to ourselves. Instead of spending time with me, Lorena wanted to go shopping, or to get something done around the house. Can you believe that she would choose the vacuum cleaner over me? I don’t mean once or twice, either, but like five hundred times while we were together. We hardly ever went out as a couple, because the only times we would go out Lorena made it a big point to bring all the kids with us.”

“Our life growing up wasn’t that great.” Cessy reminded him. “We never had a father. You know where our mother put us to work, as soon as we were old enough.”

“Okay, I can understand that, but only up to a point.” Pablo reasoned. “I was with Lorena for over twenty-four years. You would think that somewhere during that time, she would have understood that I only meant the best for her, for me and for our family. She should have also understood that I was a man, and not a cardboard cutout of a father figure. Maybe I needed a little more attention than she was giving me. On top of that, I have my own thoughts and ideas. Instead of always trying to change things around to benefit only her and the kids, maybe she could have let me live a little more. Do you know that she never, in all those years, let me watch a baseball game from start to finish without complaining? She would stand in front of the TV just to block my view. She did that for twenty-four fucking years!” He sighed and looked over at Cessy. “I’m not getting back with her, ever. If I ever made that mistake, it would take Lorena about one week to get back into her bad habits and make me start hating her all over again.” He sat there for a quiet moment. “I guess you turned out to be my marriage counselor, huh?”

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