Chapter 4

"Ten past ten."

She sighs deeply as if she were waiting for something; her pupils are still dilated and her pale white skin is beginning to become somewhat smooth.

"Shall I get you a drink?"

"I don't know... Maybe another soda... That's...-I hesitated, taking the last sip."

"No... I mean a little wine, it's very mild, we still have two hours - he interrupts me looking at the watch that apparently I didn't know I was wearing when she asked me the time."

"It's just that... I don't drink alcohol," I mumble, crossing my arms.

"I'm sorry if it's too much for you... But I'm inviting you!... Let's go."

"Okay... Fine, just a little bit, okay?"

Once again he disappears behind the curtains, every second that passes I get increasingly entangled in this situation, from a lesson that could have happened at work, I'm here drinking with a guy I just met today, and to top it all off he's my boss.

"Here you go!"

Roman's acting a little strange tonight. He hands me a glass of honey-colored wine with an incredible aroma, but he's almost trembling and there's a hint of madness on his face; he looks insane.

His unsteady gaze travels over my exposed thighs and focuses on the visible corner of my blue underwear.

"Roman... Are you okay?... The moon is driving you crazy... Hehe- I smile and take a sip that warms my stomach."

Having said this, Roman reacts somewhat furiously and all at once timidly; he's still trembling and his pupils remain black.

"I'm sorry tonight... I'm fine!... I'm fine!- she slurs the words with a tangled tongue and a sharp gaze."

By the second glass, Roman is so close to me that I can analyze every part of his face.

A mischievous and very sexy smile appears on his lips and she doesn't take her eyes off me, to the point of making me feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"What do you think about playing a game?" he asks, sounding a bit flustered.

Roman's words sound somewhat distant, his face is a little blurry, and a pleasant joy makes me feel very good; it seems the wine is taking effect.

"Yes of course."

"I'm going to ask you three questions, and you ask me three too... And if the other person thinks they shouldn't answer, they'll take off a piece of clothing and in the end... There will be a surprise!- he celebrates, tilting his head with a faraway look in his eyes."

That unanswered heat runs through my body, it's not because of the drink, it's because of something else, I've no control over myself, it's such an indecent proposal, obviously I'll say no.

"Yes, of course," I blurt out without hesitation, my throat dry despite the wine I'm drinking.

"I'll start... Okay?- he informs me as if he were giving me options."

"Do you've a boyfriend?"

"No"

"Mmm... Very easy... Are you a virgin?"

A tingling sensation gnaws at my chest, My pulse quickens, and I stand up.

"I only have two pieces of clothing, my dress and my panties." I can hear my voice a little muffled but I can't think clearly.

"Aren't you wearing a bra, Elara?"

"No... This dress has padding, I don't need it... But I don't want to answer."

Roman's eyes light up, they're watching my every move.

Very subtly, one can glimpse how his crotch reveals a bulge that grows larger; he discreetly places his hand on it and tries to distract me.

"Let's change the rules!... This time I'll get it myself."

"What will you get?" I ask without thinking.

"Elara's clothes... The clothes"

Roman stands up, takes off his sweater and I can see more tattoos on his chest, defined muscles and some scars, sweat runs down his neck forming a groove to his abdomen, my indiscreet eyes follow his and get lost in his navel.

A dampness caresses my body, I feel the ground stir with every beat of my heart, I can't feel my head and my mouth is dry.

"Last question Elara... Do you like me?"

A trick up his sleeve, very clever.

I take the edge of my dress, pull it down enough, and take off my panties.

"Here's my piece!"

Roman's eyes once again seem to radiate light, he clears his throat and sits down, this time placing a cushion over his crotch and running his hands over his head.

"Now you"

"Perfectly Roman... Do you've a girlfriend?"

"No!"—and he smiles malevolently

"Okay... Do you like me?"

Roman stands up again, looks at me as if nothing else in the world exists, and takes off his pants.

Now I can clearly see his underwear pulled up completely, sweat soaks her belly and her predatory eyes seem to corner me as if I were prey.

"Last one, Roman... What would you do if I took off my dress?"

A deafening silence fills the living room, the bulge in his crotch looks like it's about to explode, and with a defiant look and a very calm tone he answers my question.

"Fuck you until you faint!"

My eyes are lost in his, my chest feels like it's going to explode, and my hands are trembling.

"It's... It's twelve o'clock... Elara, you must leave - she interrupts, looking all around."