Forty Five Another Time

We are a decade apart in the soul there is a level that never changes that is desire. The desire of lust and pleasure and I must. Tell you that 45 is the age of my cellar oldest wine. 45 is the number of times you make me cum in my mind. 45 times of adulterated delight. 45 times we kissed in the land of dreams and 45 times I denied these fantasies of mine. 45 times of you and I 45 minutes to midnight. Can we just make it a late morning I don’t have to leave for work til 7:45. I can wake up early for 45 minutes of play time. 45 strokes from behind don’t forget to slap these cheeks of mine. 45 times of this is mine. Yes baby, but maybe another time.

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Still full of surprises, I said to myself.

I walked Kay Kay to the door.

“Thank you,” I said.

“Likewise.”

I closed the door and sat on the bed going through the package. Inside was a birth certificate, social security card, and passport. Nomi Malone, I laughed out loud. How in the hell did he remember that. Nomi Malone was the name of the main character in the movie Show Girls, the movie that inspired me to dance. I told Harris how I used to sneak and watch it late at night because I was too young to be watching such things on cable. My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of my phone. It was Peaches.

“Sorry I’m late, my damn neighbor wanted me to take her to the store. I got the key; so what’s up?”

“I need you to go in the flour canister and get out the two grand. That should be enough to move me.”

“What? Move why?”

“For the last few nights, someone in a black Camaro has been watching me. When you go in, pretend like I’m there, but I’m sick. I have made reservations with a storage unit in South County. Get the moving company to move all my belongings there. I need you to get the girls together to pack up my clothes and personal items. Everything else is storage. Make sure there is no one watching you or following you when you leave. I need all this done tomorrow before night fall.”

“All this damn work! What about your gun?”

“It’s in the trunk of the car at Enterprise. I had to get a rental, no one can be aware of the changes that I’m making. I don’t know if the Camaro belongs to Justin and his goons or my cousins spying. I’m not taking any chances. My flight will arrive back in St. Louis at 6 p.m. Meet me at the Eclipse Restaurant at the Moon Rise Hotel; that’s where I will be staying. Tell Mikki to come too.”

“All right, be safe, and I got you.”

After hanging up there was a text from Cameron. 

 

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The Date

I stood in the mirror staring at my naked body. “What shall I wear?” I thought to myself.  I had a date with my landlord hell what was his name?  I checked the lease he slipped in my mailbox this morning.  Oh his name is Brad, how cute. I rambled through my suitcases.  I needed to go furniture shopping. I had  slept on a air mattress last night.  I found it, my damage blue jean short shorts and my zebra print Marilyn halter swimsuit. It was very sexy for a one piece. I got dressed, the shorts were cute not too much butt cheek but enough for a teaser. I slid my feet into my black flip flops. I styled my hair in long flowing waves. I applied bronzer to my chocolate brown skin, I dressed my eyes with Dior waterproof mascara and golden eye shadow. I applied my pink tone lipgloss and blew a kiss at the mirror. I heard his motorcycle pull in the driveway. I grabbed my brown and white Henri Bendal tote walking out the door.

” Wow, I never rode on the back of a Harley before.” I said walking towards him.

“First time for everything.” He said smiling at me. I mounted the back of the bike and put my arms tightly around his nicely toned waist. I wonder whats underneath. We pulled out into the street headed into town. We finally arrived at beachfront with motorcycles everywhere. The smell of grilled meats and seafood filled the air. Tanned beauties of all races roamed the beach with their dates. I spotted two bars amongst the crowd. I should have known what is a biker party without the booze.

” Your idea of a first date?” I asked

” Not trying to be funny or anything but you seem like you could use some fun.” He said, helping me off the bike.

“What happened to your leg?” He asked, looking at the bandage that covered my bullet wound.

” I was shot while defending myself.” I said. I took the red bandana off his head and tied it around the bandage.

“Now, I fit in.” I said smiling. He grabbed my hand and we headed towards the bar. Three blondes were working their daisies and their boots. Not to mention serving drinks to the thirsty crowd. We ordered Patron tequila shots. The blonde bar tender served us a tray with six shots,lemon and lime pieces sprinkled with salt.

“Are you sure you can handle your liquor?” He said laughing.

I wrapped my lips around the shotglass,tilting my head back consuming its contents. I popped the lemon in my mouth sucking softly.

” Your turn tough guy.”
He bit the lemon first and quickly drank the shot. He threw back another after that.

” So you want to challenge me?” I asked, I round up the remaining three shots and finished them off. He just stared at me amazed.

“Another round” he shouted to the bar tender. We finished off three rounds before we left the bar. He grabbed my hand and led me to ocean. The caked sand felt funny in my flipflops so I decided to take them off. He playfully swooped me up in his arms spinning me around. We chased each other like children around the beach. We flopped down into the sand breathing heavily.
“You beautiful you know that.” He said running his fingers through my damp hair. He moved in closer for a kiss. I kissed his lips, softly stroking his vanilla tan skin. He positioned his body on top of me kissing me as the waves caressed our skin. I pulled his wet t-shirt off throwing it a side. I removed my shorts. I reached in my tote for a condom.
” What are you doing?” he asks.
” I want you to make love to me right now. I have never made love on a beach. Don’t you have fantasies?” I asked playfully. Fantasies do come true.

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