Part 1 - Jealousy during Thanksgiving
It was not easy for most people to believe that Rosalia and Natalia were sisters. Rosalia, who was born about three years before Natalia did, was everything that their parents wanted. She was kind, graceful, soft spoken, God fearing, and sincere. Moreover, Rosalia got into an Ivy League school to study computer science and graduated as the valedictorian. She got multiple job offers each competing to pay her more and give her more benefits to lure her into their firms.
Natalia was not anything like her sister. Natalia hardly got into the local community college. She spent the first year fucking, pretty much every guy in her class. She was blessed with large hooker breasts unlike her sister, and she pretty much used that gift of hers to the fullest extent possible. Her sex drive was more than any other women she has ever met.
She had tried, sometimes successfully, to seduce her professors. Not for better grades. Just for different flavor of sex. If it results in better grades, then she won't stop that!
After graduation, she moved out, took a job as a waitress in a restaurant, not too far from where she grew up. With the pay there, she was not really starving, but she was not half as successful as her sister. Nevertheless, having moved out, it was much more convenient for her to bring guys home and have
Naturally, Natalia was always jealous of her sister. Ever since highschool, Rosalia was the object of their parents' pride. Rosalia was inquired about by literally every single family friend. People would approach Rosalia for help on their college applications. Even extremely attractive guys, whose attention Natalia craved for, would contact Rosalia for help. Given the woman Rosalia was, she was always glad to help people.
That Thanksgiving, about a couple of years after her graduation, Rosalia invited a guy named Drake home. There she told her folks that she had asked Drake to move in with her recently, and that they got engaged the previous week, during their trip to Hawaii.
Natalia's immediate reaction was to blow a raspberry. Well, in her mind. "What a bitch!", she thought. "With that money, getting a fucking Adonis as your fiance, and going on vacation to Hawaii. Show off", she scorned, not saying the words to look polite.
The parents were delighted though and went to Rosalia for a hug, and then hugged Drake as well. It would be too weird if Natalia did not do the same, and she copied their action.
Rosalia spoke more about how she had met Drake in her Ivy league college. Drake is an engineer, and has a high-paying job just like Rosalia does. And his looks, Gosh! Natalia has not seen a more attractive guy than him, and she was mentally undressing Drake, as they spoke about how they met, how they fell in love and so on.
The following evening, the family decided to celebrate by having dinner at a high-end place. It was a chore for Natalia to be there. Rosalia and Natalia were dressed up for the dinner. Rosalia was wearing a graceful dress. She was showing a hint of her cleavage, had some makeup on and looked like a classy woman she is.
When getting ready for the dinner, the thought on Natalia's head was, what if she could sleep with Drake. Just once? Well, the man is her sister's fiance, but if he is worth it for her, he won't cheat on her with me, right?
In a few minutes, these thoughts progressed into thinking, "Well, for the bitch Rosalia is, won't it be nice, if her fiance cheats on her? And well, it is not a harm if he cheats with me".
Having resolved to seduce Drake, Natalia wore a dress that accented her figure. She was showing deep cleavage - something that one might hesitate to wear when their parents are around. She was a delight to the eyes, and in any bar or so, there is no doubt she'd go home with the hottest guy in the bar.
To her irritation, Drake did not even stare at her once. He looked at her no different from how her parents or sister were looking at her!
"Is this guy gay or something?", she thought, looking at Drake's indifference towards her sexuality.
The dinner went on uneventfully. The waitress at the table was gorgeous too, but Drake seemed to be loyal enough and uninterested in other women, that he did not even seem to check out that waitress.
And the chemistry between Rosalia and Drake? That was awesome! There were so many casual touches, occasional kisses, playful slaps and teasing glances. All of this made Natalia only more and more jealous. "Rosalia gets the best job, hot boyfriend, and he seems to be loyal as hell as well?" It crushed Natalia to think of that.
Once they went back home, they chatted for some time, and they all retired to their respective rooms. Rosalia's and Natalia's room shared a wall and Natalia could hear parts of the conversation going on there. Natalia was very jealous and curious, so she basically put her ears on the wall to listen to any commotion there.
For a while, it was all quiet, except for occasional words spoken by Natalia and Drake. However, after about 30 or 40 minutes, she heard moaning noises. It was Rosalia moaning inside. The slurping noises were as if Rosalia was getting eaten out by her lover. Natalia ground her teeth in anger and jealousy. "Fucking Bitch!", she scowled at her sister inside her head.
Natalia knows that Rosalia is not the loud type. Rosalia had brought boyfriends in the past, and there would hardly be any noise from her room. Drake seemed to make her sister moan. In a few minutes the moans grew louder and louder, annoying and irritating Natalia. She looked around for ways to spoil their night. The only idea she could get was to play loud church music in her room. Music that would kill Rosalia's and Drake's mood. For about a minute or so, she hesitated. But that was all the hesitation she had. She played rock music in her room, placing the speaker right against the wall, so that the noise is directed inside Rosalia's room.
Just as Natalia wanted, the moaning sounds stopped in the next few seconds. Natalia smiled, rather wickedly, lauding herself for her first victory that night.
Part 2 - Finding her Power
It's been a few weeks since Thanksgiving when Rosalia had brought her fiance home. Natalia had forgotten about Drake and her sister whom everybody had lauded. She had her own string of lovers, girlfriends and others with whom she partied occasionally, got drunk periodically - pretty much to the limits of what her income would let her to.
During one such drunken night, Natalia followed a particularly cute guy inside the bathroom. Given her slutty dress and seductive demeanor, the guy was happy to grope her in the bathroom, and began thrusting his dick in her - just like Natalia wanted. Once they both orgasmed, she left the guy in the bar, and began walking outside.
It was a windy night, and a storm seemed to be approaching soon. She stood in the corner of the road, waiting for a cab. That's when she had a lightning strike not more than a few feet away from her, burning the tree on which it struck. She fell down hearing the loud sound of the tree turning instantaneously into ashes.
She did not lose consciousness, and could help herself up. Not everything seemed normal though. She felt something had changed. She felt as if she could channel all her thoughts somehow. It was not something she has ever experienced before, nor is it something that she has done before. She ignored the feeling and went ahead calling the cab.
A cab stopped, and she got in. Given the time of the night, haggling was possible. She said, "I want to go to Peter's and 27th. " The cab driver said with a strong middle eastern accent, "Thirty dollars". She squinted, and said "Fifteen dollars". She realized she was channeling her thoughts on her words 'fifteen dollars.' She had haggled enough in the past and knows that the haggling will go on for about a minute, before they will settle on a price between twenty and twenty five dollars. To her surprise, the man nodded and said, "Fifteen it is!" with a smile and opened the door for her.
