8- New melodies
When James opens the door, his eyes flash in awe at the beauty he sees in Alissa. She wears a sensual and elegant green dress, and her waist and legs stand out in the silk clinging to her body. Radiant, she smiles with a brown sparkle in her eyes, and her brown blonde hair falls in waves down her back.
Wow - James whispers and opens the door to greet Vicki's mom with a kiss on the cheek, but she turns her face and lightly kisses him on the lips. James smiles.
Good evening Alysa.
Darling, I'm glad to see you - Alysa murmurs happily and flirtatiously. Her perfume emits an aphrodisiac scent, mahogany and honey.
I'll take my coat - says James, taking the coat from the hanger. Then Alysa, standing under the door frame, takes a step back.
I thought we would have dinner and I would meet your daughter first.
Not exactly, I prefer that we have dinner outside. Besides, Jess is busy with her phone conference about high school news.
Do they read the weekly newspaper?
Not exactly, it's more like catching up on the news that doesn't get printed but circulates in the hallways - James explains, emphasizing the last words.
I suppose they all have a journalist streak - Alysa says laughing.
Probably, they all find their calling as communicators when the rumors are about boys, soccer games, and extracurricular classes.
Alyssa and James walk towards the car. James opens the passenger seat door and Alyssa gets into the car.
Thai food? - James suggests from behind the wheel.
I'd prefer to go to that place with a beautiful waterfall that serves Italian food.
Great, Italian food then. **
Alright, is there something specific you want to tell me? - Alyssa asks, leaning forward with both hands on the table, highlighting her beautiful and prominent cleavage.
Alyssa, we can't continue seeing each other.
But what are you saying?
You see, I think it has been reckless to rush into a romantic relationship with you. I really want to apologize, it's just that I think it would be better if we don't continue seeing each other.
Are you joking? - Alyssa looks at him suspiciously, raising an eyebrow, knowing that James is not telling her something.
I'm dead serious, I thought it would be a good idea but I was wrong. Alyssa looks at James confused, then a flash of sadness reflects in her blue eyes. He looks at her intensely, defiantly, expecting a discussion from her. At that moment, the waiter comes closer to both of them and uncorks a bottle of the finest champagne, pouring it into two glasses with a gesture indicating permission to do so.
Go ahead - James tells him. Two more waiters approach, broccoli ravioli is served for Alissa, and for James, the chef's recommended dish. The dinner is slow, measured, overshadowed, only the light and warmth of the candles give a overwhelming feeling to the moment.
Upon arriving at her house, James stops the car.
Do you want to get your things tonight or would you rather have someone hired to bring them to you? - Alyssa looks at him perplexed.
Um, I would prefer to get some dresses right now - Alyssa murmurs.
Alright.
Alyssa gets out of the car, walks on her heels, enters James' house, filled with glass and minimalist art paintings, turns on the lights in the living room and the front entrance. A stack of teenage magazines is on the glass table.
Jess? Are you home? I'm back - James calls out to his daughter.
She's probably gone out - James says, noticing Jessica is not home. Alyssa goes up to the second floor and enters the room, James follows her, but she stops on the bed's carpet and takes off her shoes, smiling she turns around and drops her green dress, unzipping it, standing completely naked in front of him.
Alyssa, we have talked about this.
I know, but now it's me who doesn't want to talk - she says seductively. James takes her by the waist and leads her to the bed. They kiss deeply. Jessica opens the house door and notices the lights on. She's wearing jeans and a pink sweatshirt, her blond wavy hair messy, covering her entire chest, she sighs.
Father? - She calls out but gets no response. She grabs an apple from the fridge and puts away a cold cake she brought from Vicki's house. She goes up to the second floor and walks towards her room, then notices her father's room door is open. Jessica opens the door and is shocked to see Vicki's mom making love with James. "Oh my god," she whispers, taking a step back and covering her mouth. At that moment, James looks towards the door but there's no one there. Jessica walks to her room and closes the door. She looks at her swimming medals and trophies with a distant gaze, sits on her bed and takes a deep breath. "My father and Vicki's mom," she mumbles in disbelief. She receives a message from Cameron. "Everything okay, babe? Do you want to meet up?" Jessica responds without hesitation. "Yes, come to my house." Jessica feels a lot of adrenaline, she doesn't process well what just happened. She has no idea how she will confess to Vicki that the woman having sex with her father is her mother, she's not sure she wants to tell her. She remembers Vicki's mom's naked body on top of her father and shudders. Vicki's mother has a very beautiful body.
Jessica remids the Vicki´s mother sounds coming from her miuth, litke litthe whisper while She was making love James. "New melodies" in his bedroom thibnks jessica for herself.
"I want my own melodies, my love melody" Jessica looks at herself in the mirror and takes off the pink sweatshirt, wearing a red bra underneath. She takes it off as well. She covers her naked breasts with a light blouse that leaves her nipples exposed. The blouse fits her hips and waist very well, and the neckline is prominent, driving Cameron crazy. Cameron sends her a message saying he's in the parking lot. Jessica leaves the house and meets Cameron inside the car. He smiles at her, his blond hair shining like honey under the interior car lights. She kisses him deeply and in that kiss forgets everything she's feeling, the confusion and anger disappear as she fully surrenders to unbridled passion. "Here in my car?" Cameron asks, smiling, blushing with a slight flush on his cheeks. "I want you to take me," she says, placing her hand on his crotch.