31 — Catarina Rowedder
? — Friend!! I can't believe I'm going to do this!
— Nina, we're just going to a sex shop — Lynn reassures me. — Nothing else.
— I know I know. But it's one thing to search the internet, it's another to see it with my own eyes. I already told you that my curiosity takes me far in this regard, right?
— So what's the problem?
— He might not like it — I replied, wondering if it was really a good idea.
— Nina, he's going to go crazy. There is no man in the world who doesn't like a woman with an attitude and you have that in spades. Just let it flow.
— Okay, Lynn, you're right. Although... What encouraged me was exactly one moment — my cheeks get hot — when he said he couldn't wait to use some little things...
— Play, girl! — she says laughing.
— Let's go shopping then! By the way, Adam? — Only now do I remember him, what a shame. — No sharing your location with your boss, okay?
— Yes, miss, we are already arriving. — Look in the rearview mirror. — I'll wait outside.
My God! Well, I'm already here and I'm not going to give up.
I didn't even sleep well at night, thinking about how I was going to surprise him. For this reason, I woke my friend up at six in the morning — after making a tremendous effort to sneak out, instead of licking the entire delicious body that was occupying the same bed as me. — I asked if she would be willing to go with me to the sex shop, as I don't know much, I would need help.
She accepted right away. Now, we are here, in front of the place Lynn indicated, embarking on an adventure.
— He comes! Remember that at ten o'clock, you already have to be there, waiting. — Pull me into the store.
The environment has dark lighting, creating a very seductive air, with several red decorations. I liked it. It exudes desire. I stand still for a moment, observing every detail and looking carefully around the place.
There are several items displayed on a glass counter, a little ahead. There are different types of vibrators, including the one with the little pig that I saw on Google. I can't resist going to analyze it, trying not to laugh.
Lynn walks beside me, breaking the sudden silence that has formed since we entered the place.
— Is this serious? — He arches his eyebrow when he sees that I'm focused, imagining how someone would buy something like that.
— No — I whisper. — I saw it once on the internet and laughed. Now look at it this way, in person I'm controlling myself not to laugh, so cooperate and don't make it worse, if you don't want me to start laughing in the middle of the store.
— Crazy! — I laughed, discreetly. — Wait until you see everything that's here. — Indicates another vibrator. — This is interesting, it can be controlled by cell phone.
— In what way? — She has just piqued my curiosity.
— Simple, right? You put it there with your “little friend” and it can, for example, be controlled by Noah. Men love to feel in control, remember that.
Wow! This one interested me! I take a basket, already placing one of these inside it. We stopped at another counter which definitely shocked me.
There are dicks, penises… I mean, dildos, of every size and color imaginable.
— Yes, there are people who use it — before I ask, she already tells me.
— Friend, look at how thick that one is. For God's sake!
She just laughs and takes me on a tour of all the products.
Finally, my basket, in addition to the item I had already picked up, has massage oils, gels of different flavors, some that cool, others that heat, some oil balls, which according to Lynn, I can use now and surprise my man.
Continuing with the tour, we arrived at the lingerie section and wow! One more beautiful and sexy than the other.
— What do you think of this red one? I could use it now and just put on the coat. What about?
— You are crazy?! How am I going to get to the company like this?
— Okay, then, here. Take this lingerie, keep it, I'll give it to you as a gift. — Push me into the dressing room. — Put it on completely, wear the dress over it and the coat. When you get to the living room, run to the bathroom and take off your dress, leaving you with just your coat, closed. Until he arrives, of course! — I imagine the scene and I’m already completely excited. Really, the set is perfect, I feel like a goddess.
— Okay, okay! — I agree with her, deciding to dare. — Lyyyyn! — I called for her.
— Here, what happened, you crazy woman?
— Can you reach my cell phone, please?
— Hmm, I'm enjoying seeing it, will it do what I think it will?
— A “good morning” photo doesn’t hurt anyone, right?
— Ok. Now, hurry up, we're running out of time if you want to get there before him.
I pull my hair over my right shoulder, the blonde, contrasting with the bright red of my lipstick and lingerie, gives an air of power.
I take out my cell phone, open the camera app and focus it so that it frames my mouth and my chest, showing a faint hint of the transparent lace. I bite my lower lip, in a vain attempt to be sexy, whether it will work, I have no idea.
I open Noah’s contact and along with the image, I type “good morning, yummy!”.
Not satisfied, I turned off the device, to cause more suspense. I want to see what your reaction will be when you see me. I put on my dress and coat and put on my heels.
Detail, I'll take advantage and post a little post on my channel. I can only have become a nymphomaniac, there is no other explanation!
— Lynn, I'm ready. Let's pay, then Adam drops me off at the company and takes you to the office. Could it be?
— Clear! Later, I want to know the result of this mega surprise, but spare me the sordid details, I'm still in the dark. — Sigh. — John is giving me a great challenge, can you believe it?
— I haven't spoken to him in days. With all the rush of Noah's father's wedding I didn't have time, but I'll see if I can find anything useful to help you with this.
She just nods and we head to the checkout. After everything was paid, we picked up our purchases and found Adam waiting for us.
—For the company, miss?
— Yes, do you know if your boss has already been there?
— Yes, he's on his way and J. asked you to check your cell phone, it seems that Mr. Foster tried to contact you, but it's disconnected.
— Oh, it did — I lied, shamelessly. — At the company, I load it. If it's not too much to ask, after you drop me off, could you take Lynn to the office?
— Yes ma'am.
Minutes later, I said goodbye to my friend, entering the company, with a feeling of fulfillment without having to wear the blessed wig.
After speaking with Thomaz, he said that I no longer needed to disguise myself, claiming that he would give me more details at the end of the day. Leaving this matter aside, I go straight up to the presidential floor, via the private elevator, thanks to the help of my future mother—in—law.
The living room project was beautiful, my first, completed and ready. The modern industrial style left the environment refined and uncluttered, just as I see Noah, giving the place much of its identity. In addition to the metals, the sober colors I chose, such as black and gray, in some objects, as well as the concrete wall, together with the natural lighting that comes through the glass wall and the built—in lights, greatly enhanced the space. His table has black steel legs, contrasting with the light wood of the top. I decide that's exactly where I'm going to wait for him. As Lynn said, I use the bathroom to get ready and return to the chosen place.
At that moment, with just a few minutes left for him to see what I've done, the butterflies decide to make a big mess in my stomach, raising my anxiety to a stratospheric level, while my shaking legs make my brain think about running away.
The problem is that I'm so nervous I can't move.
Stop being such an idiot, Catarina!
More than embarrassing yourself, it won't!
Nice crap, where was I in my head when I had this idea?
Before I can think about closing my coat, which I left strategically open — because I'm not an idiot and he wouldn't be the one to come in, I could close it in seconds — and get up to leave, but the door opens.
— Catarina, it’s good you… — He stops talking when our eyes meet. — Holy shit!
— Hey love?!
Are you serious, girl? Are you going to shit your pants right now?
He approaches, seductive and silent. This is killing me. Damn, it would be easier for him to kiss me right away. Noah positions himself in front of me, spreading his hands on the table, leaving me completely trapped, he brings his face closer to mine, without looking away.
— Hey love? Is that all you have to tell me? — he whispers, making my legs contract. — I woke up alone to discover that my wife… — He places one of his hands on my thigh, pulling my leg to the side, giving him access to my core, which is already wet. — He left without saying good morning to me, much less… — He slides his fingers down my panties. — This delicious pussy you got me addicted to... — Without stopping moving his fingers, he moves his mouth up to my ear, biting the lobe. — You still have the audacity to send me a photo, a fucking photo that almost made me cum in my pants and then turn off your cell phone right after...
My breathing quickens, making a moan escape my throat. I take off my coat while he continues the caresses. His mouth licks down my neck, before moving away and taking his hand out of my panties, which are now completely soaked, full of pure lust.
My body is boiling, overcome by heat. I rest my hands on the table, making a point of opening my legs wider, encouraging him to attack me at once.
— Do you want to destroy my sanity, you devil? — He rips off his shirt and throws it away, quickly getting rid of his shoes and pants. — I'm going to fuck you in every way possible, right here... — He approached, just in his underwear. — At this table and in every corner of this place… — we entered into a game of seduction. — Strong and tough. — His hands find my ass, sliding between the cheeks and I moan shamefully. My center throbs, he takes off my panties, until I am completely exposed. — Fucking fucking moan! Do you know how much I want to put in here? — Without me waiting, he inserts a finger, twisting it, driving me crazy.
— Noaaah, I'm going to cum like this.
— No! — Releases your cock, making my eyes admire the shiny, pink head. Hard, thick and juicy, my mouth starts to salivate. — You're going to cum here, on my dick. — He removes his finger, giving me a feeling of emptiness and brings it to my mouth. — Suck it, taste my favorite flavor.
I lick his finger, imagining his thick member filling my mouth.
In a quick movement, he takes his finger out of my mouth and wraps his hands around my waist and, then, in a sudden movement, thrusts inside me, tearing me to the core.
I feel when my little toy explodes, making my insides freeze, spreading a shock throughout my body, exciting me even more. I wrap my legs around him, making him growl, leaning over, taking my body to the table, having complete control over me.
— How delightful! — He starts to move slowly, making my canal get used to his size, stretching me.
— More, love!
— Fuck! I don't know what the hell you used there, love, but it's fucking delicious! — he moans, accelerating, thrusting hard, holding onto my hips. — I love fucking that tight little pussy! — Howls, taking one of his hands to my clitoris. — I won't last, love... I'm going to cum so hard. — And that was the end of me.
— Noaaah... Ohhh... — The tightness inside me, my body begins to shudder with the delicious sensation forming in my belly and the orgasm tears me apart. Violent spasms hit me all over.
— Mine, you are mine — he moans hoarsely, panting, thrusting fast, hard and strong. — That's it, enjoy, love! Take my cock to the core in that hot pussy. Ninaaa, you delicious... — Your cock swells, stretching me even more. — Damn, damn! — he screams, shooting his hot jets inside my canal. Our mouths meet, drinking in our moans, their movements losing strength.
— Did you like the surprise, love? — I murmur, biting his lower lip and admiring his beautiful smile.
— So much so that I will want this every day, my wanton architect. — His eyes shine with desire.
— Wanton architect? — I question, smiling. — It was you who turned me into this naughty nymphomaniac.
His wicked laugh sounds next to my ear, pulling my hair and I moan, feeling his cock still hard, inside me, as he licks my neck.
— Ready for more? I haven't forgotten that I said I would fuck you in every corner of this room.
I attack his mouth, hungry, because he has this power in me, to quickly rekindle my body.
We sated our desire and literally marked every space in the room, took a shower and got dressed. Now, I'm sitting in the armchair next to the window, contemplating the beautiful view, thinking about how complete I feel when I'm with him.
— Love. — Put your hand on my shoulder. — Everything is fine?
— More than fine, just thinking about how extremely happy I am. — I look at his face, seeing his eyes light up.
— I hope I'm part of it. — I smile in response. — I have a surprise for you.
— Noah Foster, I swear I have an absurd lust for you, but at the moment, there is no possibility of us having sex again. I need to eat or I'll starve to death.
— So come. We feed and on the way, I tell you about the surprise.
— Are you going to be mysterious? — I stand up, being pulled into his arms.
— Yes and no. — Smile.
When we arrive at the company parking lot, I realize that he has driven.
— Did you fire J. today? — I question, as soon as he opens the door for me.
— I want to drive with my girl, that's all — he replies and smiles that damn panty—wetting smile. Then he closes the door and sits next to me. — Ready?
— I don't know, I'd like to know where you're taking me, buut... — I try to find something.
— On the way, I'll explain it to you, my love. — Take my hand, kissing my fingers.
— Okay — I agree resignedly, looking forward to the moment when he will tell me.
We follow the path talking about Jack's wedding, the preparations and other random topics until I see that we are close to Long Island.
— You could have said we were going home.
— It turns out we're not going home, but to Beni's parents' house in Southampton. — He sighs, taking my hand and without looking away from the traffic.
— Any special reason? — I immediately wonder if it’s something related to my mother.
— Yes, ready to see your mother again? — I look at him, who has a beautiful smile, not believing what I just heard.
—Noah, for God's sake! Isn't this a prank? — My body goes into euphoria. — Because I swear, if it is, I'll leave you without sex for a week. No, not a week! I can't take it... Three days!
— By God, Nina! — Laugh. — I think we created the little sex monster inside you.
— Ok, it could be. But tell me soon, don't make me anxious like this.
— It's not a prank. She is fine, Thomaz advanced the operation, due to some complications, which are not the issue now. Otávio was arrested, his security guard was killed, and his mother was taken to their house. They thought this was better than a hospital, so the doctor went there to see her.
— Doctor?! Did he do something to her?
— No love. According to what my father told me, she is fine, with some slight bruises. The doctor's question was just to avoid any doubts.
— Was she at home? — And I see him getting apprehensive. — Baby, tell me.
— He was keeping her in a warehouse, close to the neighborhood, where there are also some abandoned houses, in Brownsville, to be more specific, in Brooklyn. Hence the urgency of getting your mother out of there. That place. — Your mind wanders. — It's too dangerous, but as Steve was her right—hand man, I suspect that the place where she was was close to my old house.
— As? — Now I'm even more confused.
— I said I was born in the suburbs, I just didn't say it was in one of the worst places in Brooklyn.
My heart sinks, imagining how many children could continue to be at risk in that place. I feel that, as much as Noah shows strength, everything that happened to his mother and that today, he understands the gravity of it, still affects his emotions.
— I know you didn't experience good things until you got here. We both experienced bad situations, but look where we are now, love. Finally, we are free from the past.
— I love you. You don't know how good it makes me feel to see you moving forward and... With me by your side. — Link my fingers with yours. — No more melancholy, because I will be introduced to my mother—in—law.
Now, I'm the one laughing.
We pass through security and the property gates, my breath disappears, for a few reasons.
The first is the view of the place, which is beautiful. The Victorian—style house contrasts with a magnificent garden, giving it a very familiar feel. The second is my heart, beating hard, wanting to run to the woman I admire most in the world.
— Ready, love? — he says, as soon as we park.
— Yes. — I got out of the car, without waiting for him to open the door.
— There you are! Lunch is already ready and Mrs. Sarah didn't even let me get close to the pans.
— Hi, Bear! — I hugged the one who was my first friend. — She's right, were you going to have lunch without us? — I pout.
— Hey dude? —Noah and him shake hands.
— Let's go in, there's someone eager to see their girl again.
— We are going, yes. I miss her so much,” I say excitedly.
I can't believe this is happening.
Upon arriving in the living room, I see my mother sitting on a sofa next to Sarah, who whispers something in her ear. Then his face meets mine and at the same moment, I literally run into the best hug in the world.
— Mother! — Tears start to run down my face. — I missed you so much. — She pressed me against her body.
— Oh, my little one! — He caresses my hair and we stay like that for a few minutes, feeling all the love we have for each other.
— Girls, I know you won't let go, but how about we have lunch, then afterward, you can have a moment to catch up, hmm? — Noah says as he stops next to us, looking at me passionately.
— Of course — my mother replies and looks at the man standing next to me. — You were at Nina's party, weren't you? He's Jack's son, right?
— Yes, Noah Foster. — He extends his hand to her. — It's a pleasure to meet you in a better situation.
— And I believe that this better situation also includes this passionate look at my daughter, right?
Oh, crap! I didn't even realize that I didn't introduce my boyfriend to my mother.
— Mom, we're dating. In fact, I've been living at Noah's house for a few days now... But this was a precautionary measure, to maintain my safety...
—Then welcome to the family, my son—in—law. — Pulls him into a maternal hug. — I hope the marriage proposal doesn't take long to arrive.
— Me! — I exclaim.
Ahhh, I want to stick my head in a hole, I can't believe it!
— What happened, daughter? You can see how much they love each other. And don't tell me that with a handsome man like that, you want to take it easy. That's the last thing I would have if I were you. — Blink.
What a snot! I feel my cheeks flush, remembering the moments from hours before.
They both laugh and we head to the back garden, together with Sarah and Beni, finding Mr. Thomaz, Jack and Norah.
Sitting on a bench in the garden, I remember how well lunch went, the food was delicious. I discovered that Sarah, Norah and my mother have known each other for more than twenty years, that is, they told us about different moments they had over the years and even though in the last few years, mom had been away, it was as if nothing had changed.
Furthermore, she told everyone why she got married. Everything happened when she found a letter from my father, warning her that Otávio was plotting against our family, however, he had friends in the police and if something happened, she should take care of herself and protect me, as he suspected that scoundrel he was involved in illicit businesses, which involved not only drugs and prostitution, but children as well.
Unfortunately, it was that same day that the worm found her and threatened her. If we didn't form a family, including him, she would have the same end as my father, and I would be given as a gift to her friends.
Just imagining these disgusting things makes my stomach turn. The best thing was running away.
According to her, after a few days, he went crazy, because his debt could not be paid off and there was no more money in the family accounts.
Well, about her ending up in that part of Brooklyn, he planned to ask the Foster family for a ransom or impose the closure of the blessed resort contract, as he was already aware that they were protecting me. That way, he could take the money and flee the country.
However, with him arrested, the only thing left to do was find out who the person was who possibly gave him the information. I don't worry about that, I know the competence of the boys who work for Thomaz.
— Baby, how are you? — Noah asks, sitting next to me.
— Hi, I'm fine. Too happy to know that mom is safe and that he is trapped.
— Don't worry, I'll always be with you. Nothing bad will happen to you.
— I know. — I rest my head on his shoulder.
— Baby, it's late. I am going home. I asked J. to bring a suitcase with some of his clothes, I thought he wanted to spend the night here with his mother. — Caresses my face. — As much as I'm going to miss you in our bed, I know you need it.
— I love you, you know? Tomorrow, I'll be with you again, but I want to talk to mom and sort out some things. We have to think about the company’s situation and so many other things. — I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding.
— Let me look at everything related to your assets with Erik, then, when we have a consistent answer, we'll talk. What do you think about this?
— Perfect.
We kissed passionately.
I'm a lucky woman to have found my prince charming.
I hope this fairy tale never ends.
As soon as everyone collects themselves, we go to the room where my mother has been staying since dawn.
I tell her what exactly happened to me, why I closed myself off and what caused my aversion to any male touch, causing tears to flow, both for me and for her. But together, I feel a sense of relief, knowing that there are no more secrets between us.
I explain how my contact with Beni was and talk about the help that he and his family gave me. I narrate the consultations with Dr. Lynn, who ended up becoming an indispensable friend, and the conversations with Mrs. Sarah, who became a second mother.
— Daughter. — Sobbing through tears. — How could I not notice? Pardon me? I blindly believed I was protecting you. That he would never dare touch you. I should have asked for help sooner, taken you out of that house. I had my suspicions, but never certainty.
— Mom, don't blame yourself, please. The important thing is that he didn't rape me, I always thank God, because I know it could have been much worse. And I'm fine, believe me, I'm going back to being that girl who talked a lot. — I breathe in. — Do you know what Yolanda told me once?
— What, my little one?
— We can choose the path we will follow, we can surrender to the darkness or seek the light that exists within us. That's what I did, Mom. I allowed myself to live, without letting the darkness take me.
— How you have matured, my little one. — I smiled, running my hand over my face. — She became such a strong and incredible woman. I always knew that, in here. —Put your hand on my heart. — You were stronger than they imagined. You remind me a lot of your father, he was just as determined.
— Ah, Mom, sometimes I think that maybe I went too quickly with everything. — I sigh, sitting on the edge of the bed. — Months ago, I couldn't imagine a man touching me, you know. Now, I'm dating, I don't know. It seems like this whole change in me was very quick.
— Come here, my love, lay here on my lap. — Points to your legs. — You know that when I met your father, I was very excited, but with him, something was holding me back. I felt very ashamed of appearing thrown, after all, at that time, let's say everything was more rigorous, without test drives, you know? — I look at her in amazement.
— Mother! What exactly are you trying to say?
— It's okay that you have these doubts, however, there's no harm in moving on, my love. Each person has their time to recover, to overcome. What fun would it be if we were all the same?
— Mom, when you and my dad, you know, had intimate moments. — I don't even want to imagine. — Did you want him all the time?
— For sure. — She laughs. — Why?
— Ah, mother, I think I've become a wanton nymphomaniac. Just thinking about Noah, I imagine, uh... You know.
She laughs and even though it's a little embarrassing, opening up like this to my mother is also wonderful.
We talked for a while longer about different things. She advises me to stay at Noah's house, if I'm feeling good about it, because, according to her, we won't let go so easily. However, tomorrow she will find out about an apartment on the Upper East Side — the place where she and my father lived and which I didn't know about —, if everything is in order, she will definitely move there and the mansion will be sold , so that there is no longer any connection with the past
— Good night, my little one, I love you! — Kiss my forehead and we fall asleep.
We are getting our second chance.