Mi Sueño Venus
Maty Chevrière's paintings and photographies brim over with femininity. The Barcelona based artist focuses on the beauty of the female body. Her art is colorful and sexual in a straightforward way.
Siempre me atrajo la hermana mayor de mi mujer. Ella de 35 y yo de 27. Ella era independiente y lider amargada con gente a cargo (oficinistas y hasta obreros) a quienes trataba como soldados. No me simpatizaba, guardabamos distancia, pero la hallaba bella, de ojos almendrados cabello castaño. Siempre fantaseaba con lujuria e imaginaba como seria tenerla bajo mi control, hacerle el amor, besarla, lamer su vagina. Era mi sueño prohibido: seria caliente? dulce? divina?
Un dia me visito para hackear el telefono de su mujeriego marido. Sentada a unos metros, me observaba trabajar. Se acerco y pregunto por mis problemas laborales diciendo: "cuñado: quiero ayudarte, sabes, soy espiritista y voy a llevarte a una finca apartada, estaras desnudo y te bañare con licor indigena y a fumarte un tabaco para despojar tu mala suerte". Atonito, esa noche no dormi, bombardeado de efervescentes fantasias.
Pasaban dias y su indiferencia me confundia. Aprovechando un aventon, le pregunte por lo prometido y me dice: "Ahora mismo si quieres." Me extraño que no fuimos a una finca, sino a su apartamento, y de dia, no a media noche. Alli me dice "desvistete y esperame en la ducha". Yo no sabia que pensar, estaba emocionado (entraria desnuda?, mi sueño dorado??) y aterrado a la vez: era mi cuñada y no sabia leerla! Entra y me tira un balde de hielo y vacia la botella. Humillante. Me dice vistete y comenzamos a hablar como si nada. La obsesion se apodero de mi y pasaba todos los dias por su casa, vinieron mas baños, pero nada sucedia. Pregunte a una amiga por consejo. Me dijo "besala a la fuerza", lo que hice en la siguiente visita, poniendo fin a todo. Lamentablemente, me habia enamorado.
Un dia escuche a mi cuñado recomendarle un masajista que ella contenta llamaria. Yo lo conocia, era un patan. Yo explotaba de celos, estaba ojeroso, flaco y enfermo de obsesion. Apareci en su oficina y le suplique que no acudiera. No aguante y la volvi a besar. Me aparto muy molesta, llamandome enfermo obsesionado y que la dejara en paz. No hubo sueño dorado
I was always attracted to my wife's older sister. She was 35 and I was 27. She was an independent and bitter leader with people of whom she was in charge (clerks and even workers) whom she treated like soldiers. I did not sympathize, we kept distance, but I found her beautiful, almond-shaped, with brown hair. I always fantasized about her and imagined what it would be like to have her under my control, make love to her, kiss her, lick her pussy. It was my forbidden dream: would it be hot? sweet? Divine
One day I visited their home to fix her husband's phone. Sitting a few feet away, she watched me work. Then she approached and asked about my labor problems, saying: "Brother-in-law, I want to help you, you know, I'm a spiritualist and I'm going to take you to a farmstead, you'll be naked and I'll bathe you with Indian liquor and smoke a cigarette to strip your bad luck." Atonito, I did not sleep that night, bombarded with effervescent fantasies.
Days passed and her indifference confused me. Taking advantage of a ride, I asked her for what she had promised and she said: "Right now if you want." I was surprised that we did not go to a farm, but to her house, and during the day, not midnight. There she told me "undress and wait for me in the shower". I did not know what to think, I was excited (I would go naked, my golden dream ??) and terrified at the same time: it was my sister-in-law and I did not know how to read it! She entered and threw a bucket of ice over me. Humiliating. She told me to get dressed and we started talking like nothing. The obsession seized me and I spent every day at her house, taking more showers, but nothing happened. I asked a friend for advice. He said "kiss her by force", which I did on the next visit, which put an end to everything. But by this time, unfortunately, I had fallen in love.
One day I heard my brother-in-law recommend a masseuse for her. A tantric one. I exploded with jealousy, I was haggard, skinny and obsessed with obsession. I appeared at her office and begged her not to go. I could not hold it in any longer and I kissed her again. She told me I was very annoying, calling me obsessed, sick, and telling me to leave her alone. There was no golden dream.