"Everything good love?" My boyfriend asked me while he ate his fish. We were in a really expensive restaurant, and even though I haven't eaten in the whole day I was full.

"Yeah, sure" I didn't had anything else to say to him. We had already talked about our week, and lately we didn't do much.

 Truth to be told, he hadn't touched me in more than a month, not since the incident. I thought maybe today it would be different, I was even wearing a red dress that clinged to my curves, black stocking and light makeup, but no luck, it seemed he wasn't more interested in me than he was in his dish.

That was when I noticed the guy in the bar. He was drinking alone, and he was staring right at me. He was even trying to be subtle about it, I could feel him eyeing my legs, my breasts, my lips. He wasn't even scared or anything that I could see right at him, he just moved his glass, "cheers" he mouthed, and then he drank.

I was angry and a little afraid. He was at least 40! I could see something shinny, a wedding ring. He ordered something, never tooking his eyes off me, he even said something to the bartender, he looked at me and smiled, they both seemed to agree, laughing.

I looked at my boyfriend, ready to say to him what was happening but I saw him looking at his cellphone, not even caring about me. I put all this effort, all this work to look like this to him and he didn't even cared. He wasn't even touching my hand. All since that day.

I drank my water and looked briefly to the guy in the bar, he was looking at my legs before he looked me in the eyes again, and I could see the bartender checking me out too. Here there was two guys looking at me with lust, as I wanted to be seen, finally.

My heart started racing...

 End of part 1.