Page 22 of Distrustful

"Hello, Mrs. Maria," Benjamin blurts out to Trinidad's horror, who greets Maria with a slight nod.

The lawyer returns the gesture and continues forward, until she disappears through the door.

"Would you like dessert?" the waiter appears and Trinidad looks at him dazed.

"No, just coffee for me, the lady doesn't want anything," Benjamin answers for both.

She looks at him and smiles when the waiter leaves.

"I don't want anything?" she asks narrowing her eyes.

"I've come to the conclusion that what you want can't be brought by that boy," concludes Benjamin and she can't hold back her laugh.

"I see."

"I'll wait here, remember that..."

"I have the watch, I know, Benjamin," she finishes his sentence.

Trinidad stands up and gives him a kiss on the cheek before heading toward the door.

Maria is nervous. She's stationed herself at the bar like the other day as if she were a pillar and hasn't ordered anything yet. Her eyes are fixed on the door and her heart racing waiting for Trinidad to cross it.

"May I sit?" asks an elegant man somewhat older than her, but very attractive, pointing to the stool next to Maria, who remains standing.

"You can, but not to talk to me."

He stands dumbfounded while watching her. The door opens and Trinidad enters through it.

"Is that a joke or are you serious?" tries to clarify the man, confused by Maria's attitude, unsure if she's rude or just playing femme fatale.

"I think I've been very clear," she responds without taking her eyes off the businesswoman who, despite having seen her next to a man, walks toward her with determination.

"Let me buy you a drink," Trinidad hears the man say just as she reaches Maria.

The engineer doesn't even bother to ask, simply extends a hand toward Maria and she takes it before the bewildered gaze of the man.

"Is there somewhere more discreet here?" asks Trinidad with Maria pressed against her body.

The lawyer, who feels like a heater radiating heat, pulls her along and leads her toward a narrow hallway with four doors on each side. Maria looks for an open one and both enter before the lawyer closes it.

Trinidad observes the small room barely illuminated by a few LED lights hidden in strategic points that provide both a warm and sensual atmosphere. The place consists of a large bed with gray silk sheets, a wing chair, and a display case full of toys ready to be used.

"Is this good for you?" asks Maria turning toward her.

Trinidad nods and approaches the display case with curiosity. Maria's heart races when she opens it and decisively takes out a dildo and harness and turns toward her.

"For you or for me?" asks Maria dripping.

As her only response and living up to that air of mystery that surrounds Trinidad, the businesswoman begins to put it on over her pants. Maria's heart beats so hard she can barely breathe when she approaches her and runs a hand along her neck.

This time, Trinidad lets her kiss her and the current runs through both of them as if lightning had struck their heads and exited through their feet. The kiss doesn't last long, because Trinidad breaks it to drag Maria toward the back of the chair.

"Put your hands on the backrest," her whisper travels through Maria's entire body like a breeze.

The lawyer obeys, unable to contradict her when Trinidad grabs her by the hip and pulls her back slightly,leaving Maria's bottom raised before lifting her skirt and lowering her panties until removing them when she lifts her feet. Trinidad wraps her underwear around her wrist like a bracelet and presses against her backside.

"How do you like it?" she whispers again while running her fingers and making sure she's well lubricated.