Chapter 12: STORY 9

Rienna's POV

After leaving the apartment I headed to the nearby silent club. With what I witnessed I wanted to forget the pictures of my boyfriend and stepsister fu*king together, which are playing in my mind like a porn movie. Ignoring the perverts who were eye fucking me I made my way to the bartender.

"Get me the glass of wine" without even greeting I ordered as I sit on a high velvety stool placed in front of a counter. "What type of wine, Madam" bartender asked. "The strong wine you have", I said. After a couple of minutes bartender poured the wine that I don't recognize in an elegantly made glass.

"Miss….." before he could say anything I pick the wine glass and gulped it in one shot, and ordered for another glass as I placed the empty glass in front of the bartender and again as he placed another wine glass I gulped it down like a water.

"Another one please" I ask the bartender, but this time bartender hesitated before pouring me the wine. "Is it your money I am using? get me another glass". I sneered out and he quickly poured the wine. Ahh! Yes, I really need this" I mumbled before gulping it down.

After having the fourth glass of wine, I stared at the half filled wine glass and smiled that my plan is working. I began to swirl the glass in my hand but soon my smile disappeared from my face because the incident was still fresh in my mind I had thought that wine will made me forget the incident with Lucas and Liza. I did now recall everything, how I loved Lucas and why I tiptoed in his apartment

I had decided to surprisingly visit him. I spent 11 years of my life with him and he was so nice to me ....No.....No he didn't love me…..he didn't he just pretended to love me while he was fucking my stepsister behind my back… Recalling the way Lucas pumped raw hard in Liza's p***y I felt joke crying my heart out, I will never ever forget them….never 

He never fucked me this way, what I remembered that he was always selfish in the bed and our sex was always boring. We would just undress, get in the bed and he would kiss me not like a deep kiss but a chaste kiss then squeezed and twist my bouncy breasts and stand up to squeeze lubricant on his hand.

He would then rub his c**k after putting on a condom and then press into my p***y without even checking whether i am ready or not. Since he took my virginity I was naïve enough to think that was sex like with no orgasms or no pleasure at all. He would then pulled out as soon as he cum and groaned probably loading his hot seeds in the condom, and then he would head towards the bathroom to freshen up after removing the condom and throwing it away in a trash can.

With those thoughts I ordered another glass of wine, even after coming out of the bathroom there was no cuddling or anything he would just sleep and at the next morning I would be back to my own house. For 11 long years I was able to bear it because I was in love with him but no more I won't love him anymore after I caught him cheating on me like that … no more love he's a d*ckhead and I am done with him though I was thinking those words while holding the wine glass in front of me my heart was wreathing in pain and tears were brimming into my eyes.

                                                                                                                    To be continued