I stare into the mirror,at the beautiful black woman that stared back.
‘looking good’ I said to myself, I picked up my purse and headed out.
It’s been a few weeks since I discovered Bryan was married with kids, Asshole!.
Sighing, I flag a taxi.
'vanilla lounge’ I said.
'Hop in, madam.
I highlighted, and quickly paid.
'have a good night, madam’
I sit at the terrace, sipping my drink, a tall glass of chardonnay, my favorite.
'So many good looking men in here’ I say to myself.
'Good evening, gorgeous’ I hear a voice say.
I look up, to a very handsome man, probably in his early thirties, in a 2-piece suit 'he’s fine’
I say to myself.
'Hi, I’m Christian, can I join you?’
He has the deepest and smoothest baritone voice I’ve ever heard.
'yes, please’
We got talking and laughing.
I glanced at my watch,
1:45am 'Shit!’
'what’s wrong, babe?’ he said.
'I didn’t realise how much time had passed’
'it happens when you’re having a great time’
He leaned in and kissed me,hungrily,tongue exploring my mouth and his hand cupping my breasts.
I break free, panting.
He stares at me, eyes filled with lust and desire.
'I’m lodged around, if want to hang a little longer’ he whispered.
'I don’t…’ I stammered
'Listen, I want you, i’m sure you want me too’
We walked hand-in-hand, to the car park. He pinned me to his car and kissed me forcefully, and slid his hand under my dress, putting my panties to the side.
'you’re wet!’
I reach to touch his zipper, and hear his sharp intake of breath.
'you’re hard’
Laughing, he flings the car door open and I slide in.
Biting my lips in sheer anticipation.
To be continued…