Chapter 4

Damion

After what happened, I observe the car carrying that Greek goddess; I get in the car and go to the forum thinking that it was the first time I was interested in a “nonstandard” woman, or as they say, plus size. With that in mind, I wonder if she's married, but then I remember that she didn't wear a wedding ring.

As I park at the forum, I hear my phone ring, it was my assistant, I reach into my pocket and answer:

— Calm down, I'm here, I'm going to the elevator, wait for me in my room.

I get in the elevator and I get the image of that woman in my head. How, God, can a woman mess with me so much? Even my little friend got up just because I was thinking about her.

Get a grip, Damion, you may never find her again!! — which would be a shame.

I was convinced that I wanted this woman for myself; I try to forget about that goddess a little. Arriving on my floor, I greet my secretary. Isadora was a very beautiful woman, but I saw her as a very dear sister, I knew she was in love with Dimitri, I hope he sees what an amazing woman she is. I open the door to my living room and see Dimitri already waiting for me with the face of few friends.

"What kind of face is that, Dimitri?" I ask.

“Damion, you're late,” he says.

— Calm down, we'll see if you condemn our defendant or not. — I get my things, put on the toga and we go to the courtroom.

Today's trial was about a twenty-year-old guy who robbed a twenty-four hour ATM, I'm announced and everyone stands up, I ask them to sit down and I say:

— Today the hearing is to talk about the case of Orlando da Silva, twenty years old, who was caught red-handed for the theft of an ATM. I ask you, defendant, do you consider yourself guilty or innocent? He gets up from his chair and pleads guilty to everything.

And when I say that, I'm surprised, because every time I ask the question I get the same answer: they consider themselves innocent, but the defendant pleaded guilty. So I ask him to take the oath, no lie. At the end of the trial, I announce the sentence: the defendant is guilty of the theft and will be held for 1 to 3 years, in a semi-open regime. That said, I end the hearing and go to my office feeling tired.

I look at the clock on the wall and realize it's already lunch time, I call Dimitri, inviting him to lunch. We meet at the door of my office, I take the opportunity and let my secretary know that I'm leaving.

Inside the elevator Dimitri asks me:

"What happened to you taking so long to get here today?"

— Can you believe that today I found the woman of my life? — I say calmly.

"What do you mean, what's this story?" he asks me.

So I start telling him that while I was on the phone with him, my car was hit from the back. He knows how I am with my car

— Look, you won't even let me take the car!

— And that's what happened, when I went to take satisfaction with the guy who hit my baby, then, my son, my heart took a hit like that — I say, heading towards my car; when I do, Dimitri whistles.

"Damn, I'm glad I didn't do this to him, otherwise I'd be a dead man!" He responds with a loud laugh. —I can imagine your face the moment you saw it.

“Man, the woman is beautiful, an Aphrodite goddess,” I reply.

"I'm going to want to meet this goddess Aphrodite to see if I have a chance with her," he says, teasing me, but when I hear it, I don't like knowing that there was a man, even though he was my friend, interested in her. “She's not your type,” I declare.

'What's my type?' he asks a little surprised as we leave the forum. Along the way, I wonder what she was doing, if she was with anyone, I was so engrossed I didn't even notice my hands twitch on the steering wheel. Dimitri, noticing my tension, asked to relax:

- What happened to you? Why are you so tense?

"What question did you really ask me?"

"I asked what kind of woman do I like?"

“Oh, okay, your type sits in front of my office, a pretty redhead with freckles named Isadora,” I say, and my friend gets all embarrassed.

— Is she so in the face that I'm liking her? - he asks.

'And how is she!' Why don't you ask her out?

— Let's see, and she doesn't change the subject, does she tell me what she's like? - He asked.

— She's beautiful, a goddess, with that long hair, the color of her eyes is a blue that I'm glazed over and what a body, with a little fat.

- My God! You're telling me she's plus size, is that it? - he asks.

- Yes she is. Wow, I can't wait to see her again!

"And what's my new friend's name?"

“Samantha Ferrari,” I say, savoring that name.

“I've heard of that name before,” he says.

- It will be? There must be several women by the name of Samantha. — We went to our table and placed our orders, I finished telling him that I had her card when he interrupts me:

"And why don't you call her?"

“I think too soon, maybe she's married.

'What if she doesn't?'

"Then, my son, I'll marry her," I say.

While we were having lunch, we were remembering the hearing that had taken place earlier and we talked about Cristal, Dimitri asks me a question:

"The viper, how is it?" Any news on her?

“Thank God no, after the divorce she never came back. - I comment changing the subject, I ask about his life:

— And you, when are you going to ask my secretary to go out with you? I ask.

“I don't know, Damion, if she wants to go out with me; I like her without even going out together,” he replies.

'Do you really like her?'

— Yes, I like her a lot, even though she's young. “Anyone who hears Dimitri talk think he's old, but he's young, he's 30 years old.

“You're young, you're 30, and even though she's 22, there's little difference between the two of you,” I say.

- It might be. Maybe I'll get up the courage and ask her to go out with me, have dinner — Dimitri answers, I agree, we finish lunch and head back to the forum.

When I get there, I call home to see how Cristal was, Sabrina tells me that Cristal had arrived safely and that she was joking, she asks if she wants me to call her, but I say no, I ask her to kiss her, I hang up phone and I'll finish doing what I have.

The hours go by very fast, it was time to go, I turn off the computer, gather my things, the cell phone and the card on the table, then I see the name again and whisper:

— Samantha Ferrari.

Just saying that name, my little friend gets a party, I put the card back in my pocket, I release my secretary and see that Dimitri is also leaving.

“Let's go, friend, because tomorrow there are a few more cases to be analyzed,” I say.

- OK. replied Dimitri.

We got off the elevator and said goodbye, each going to his car. Upon entering, I put on my seat belt, turn on the radio and put it on Alpha FM, which plays some soul-relaxing music. At the moment, there was a song by Michael Bolton that spoke about the moment when a man loves a woman. Soon my mind goes back to the goddess I met in the morning. I laugh, I think I'm going crazy, I barely know this girl, how can I feel like this, in love?

I've barely parked when I see Cristal coming towards me, wanting to throw herself on my lap.

- I miss you my princess!

- Dad, I miss you too! - Crystal speaks.

I enter the house carrying Cristal on my lap and ask her how her day was, and she tells me that she played a lot, that the teacher read a story about Little Red Riding Hood, and her eyes sparkled.

“Good night, Sabrina,” I greet.

"Good night, Lord Damion!" Dinner is ready, can I serve? - she asks.

“You can,” I reply. — Daughter, have you washed your hands? I question.

- Yes Dad.

I put it on the floor and say I'm going to wash my hands, I go upstairs and, arriving at the door of my room, I see that empty double bed and I think how nice it would be if I had a wife waiting for me to have dinner with me and Cristal, then we would shower together, we would make love very slowly... when I think about it, the figure of Samantha comes to my mind, I shake my head, already thinking I'm crazy about a woman I barely know, I go downstairs and listen to Sabrina say something to Cristal about asking me if she can do it, so I'm curious.

"What do you want to ask me, Cristal?" “I join the table with her.

"Dad, could I take a dance class?" – Crystal asks. I'm surprised she never showed that she wanted to take a class.

— Do you really want to take a dance class, daughter, why? - I want to know.

— My friend at school takes a dance class and told me it's cool, I'd like to do it too — says Cristal.

"But what kind of dance, Cristal?" I ask.

“Ballet,” says Cristal, I can see that she's happy.

— So let's do the following, in a little while we'll call your friend and ask her mother for her phone number, okay?

“Yes, yes,” she says, gets down from her chair and comes to hug me. - Thank you Dad!

"You're welcome, my daughter!" Now she goes back to her chair and we go to dinner.

Sabrina made my dish and my daughter's, today the dish was lasagna. As much as we have Greek blood, we usually say jokingly that we are half Italian and Brazilian. While we had dinner, Cristal looked like a rat, and I just watched, seeing that it was even good for her to take a class, because it would distract her and give Sabrina a little peace.

We finished dinner, went to the kitchen and helped Sabrina clean the kitchen, so I remember my mommy always says, “You're done eating, wash the dishes”.

I missed you, I said good night to Sabrina and took Cristal to her room, take her to brush her teeth and change her clothes, I turned on the TV on the cartoon channel and Pica Pau was playing, I always liked cartoons, even more with my princess.

The hours went by, and she was lying on my chest, I take advantage of it and caress her. Soon I realize she's sleeping, I give her a kiss, turn off the TV and leave the room. I get to mine, take off my clothes and lie on the bed; when I do that, I start to remember today and the thoughts I had with that woman, as a result, my dick starts to harden, I imagine myself kissing that mouth, what it would be like to smell her perfume, the taste of her skin , when I see it, I'm almost coming, so I take my dick out of my underwear and start masturbating, thinking about what it would be like to penetrate her, so I speed up my movements, screaming her name:

— Samanthaaaaaaaaa!

I've never had an orgasm like that, I saw that I was all wet and I went to take a shower, feeling a little better and I thought:

Tomorrow I'll see if I can get in touch with her without fail.

I lay on my bed thinking that soon, I will have her in my bed. I look at the clock and see that it's dawn, I decide to sleep, my last thought is of her, my Samantha, let her wait for me; I end up sleeping much more relaxed.