Chapter 3

** Cynthia GUEU **

The original idea was just to tease him and put him in my bed, but after dinner I changed my mind. I saw in his eyes that he wanted me so I decided to make myself even more wanted. I don't just want to be another girl in his bed. No I want to mark him like that even after he will always want me. I had the time to detail it well and I must admit that it is beautiful, clean, elegant and exudes a nameless sex appeal which is totally my style. I wouldn't mind spending several nights with him. I feel that it will be boiling hot between us, especially after the sample he showed me the night before last. He has magic fingers. Ouch it still gets me in there. I took off without my feet leaving the ground and I was close to the big boom when he withdrew his finger hence my frustration. But he will pay me. He will eventually crack. I really don't know why it affects me so much. I've had plenty of men I've wanted to sleep with and I wasn't as excited, but with him it's different. I just hope that this is not the beginning of romantic feelings otherwise I commit suicide directly.

As I prepare to pay a surprise visit to Maya in her ward, a photo falls out of my closet. I pick it up and my heart aches when I see my mother in it. It's crazy how much I miss her. When I think that she banished me from her life because of the wickedness of a man, it hurts.

In fact, I was engaged. Three years ago I introduced my boyfriend to my mother and she was so happy that he came to introduce himself to her as my future husband that she did not listen to her sixth sense which told her that this guy was not was not well. After the côcôcô as we say here in Ivory Coast, Mohamed talked about making the dowry, which delighted my mother even more. My uncles did not agree because they did not come from the same locality as us, even less from the same village. Because he was Muslim and a whole bunch of other things but my mother didn't care and she managed to convince a few to accept the dowry. Then one day during the preparations, he came to the house all worried, saying that his mother urgently needed an operation or she would die. He used complicated medical terms to understand but in front of his distress, mom and I broke down and gave him everything we had in terms of money, mom she took all her savings to give him. We had confidence that he would repay since he was a Colonel in the army. He even took us to see her in the hospital and her condition was disastrous. His foot was rotting. The day of the dowry finally arrived but Mohamed was absent. We called him but none of his numbers went through and there we began to fear the worst. This worst was confirmed when we returned to the hospital. His supposed mother admitted to us that he promised to take care of her if she pretended to be his mother, only since she has not heard from him. We came to a conclusion: he had ripped us off.

Mom insulted me day and night, claiming that I was Mohamed's accomplice and that I had brought the devil into our house. But everything went downhill when his only brother had an accident. She had nothing left to pay her expenses and subsequently he died. I took all the pots again. By the way with or without money he was already convicted given the seriousness of the accident but as it happened in the same week as Mohamed's disappearance, everything remained on my head. Mom then kicked me out of her house, disowning me. Maya, who lived with us, tried to work things out, but no, mom was sticking to her decision, mainly because she had become the laughingstock of her village and her family. I even had a miscarriage because of all these emotional shocks.

This is how I decided to close my heart to men and just see them as hobbies. Ryan therefore will not be the exception. We are going to sleep together, as many times as possible, then everyone will go their own way. I put the photo away, I get my purse and I leave the apartment. Being in the taxi I make sure that everything is perfect on me. I work in a night club, Jamal's JAS Club and my service changes from time to time. Sometimes I work during the day and sometimes at night. The big boss Jamal is no longer there but he has entrusted the box to Florien. School didn't really interest me so I don't really have a diploma that could allow me to have a good job in a company. But I'm not complaining because I'm well paid where I am. I go straight up to Maya's office and as soon as I knock twice she asks me to come in.

Me (enthusiastic): Hello Maya!!!

Maya: Cynthia? What are you doing here ?

Me: I came to pick you up for lunch.

Maya: Um, are you sure you're here for me? Go spit the piece.

Me: Of course yes, for who else?

Maya: Hmm. Well wait until I hand over this file to Ryan and let's go.

Me: Leave it to me.

Maya: That's what I thought.

I nearly snatch the file from him and head out to Ryan's office. It's right next to Maya's. I saw him in passing. When I arrive in front of his office, I arrange my bustier so that my breasts are really almost totally visible. I walk in after knocking and find him sitting behind his desk looking better than ever. He is so focused on a file that he doesn't care who has entered his office. So I walk forward, I put the document down and I lean on the desk so that when he looks up he comes face to face with my very pointed breasts.

Me: Hi Ryan. Maya asked me to give you this file.

He raises his head suddenly and winces when he sees me. His eyes immediately descend from my face to my breasts.

Ryan: You are determined to torture my mind that I see my darling.

Me: I don't know what you're talking about. I just came to bring you this file. Goodbye Ryan.

I straighten up and head for the door, taking care to walk slowly, wiggling my behind. I know he's watching and I'm willing to bet he's cramped in his pants.

Maya and I are now sitting in the restaurant waiting for our meals.

Maya: I called mom today. You should call him more often.

Me: To tell him what? I tried several times to pick up the pieces but each time she sent me upside down. I don't want to hear any more insults of any kind about my little person.

Maya: But she's your mother and you'll always need her in your life my darling never forget her. A mother, always remains a mother.

Me: Does she ask after me when you call her?

Maya: Uh...

Me: Don't lie Maya.

Maya: Ok no, but that's because she's still in pain.

Me: I'm in pain too, but I've moved on. It's been three years and if she still hasn't moved on, I don't think she will now.

Maya: She will.

Me: Ok now let's change the subject please.

" Can I join you ? »

My heart skips a beat when I recognize Ryan's voice behind me. Maya accepts and he complies. Our eyes meet and he winks at me. What problem does he have? Our dishes arrive and he just orders a glass of fruit juice. While the three of us are chatting about everything and nothing, I feel something rise on my thigh. I jump slightly thinking it might be a bug but when Ryan's hand grabs my thigh as if to calm me down I stay still. He resumes his ride by guiding his fingers towards this dangerous zone and I quite stupidly spread my thighs slightly. His fingers remain on the surface and caress me over my underside. I'm going to go crazy so much I kill myself not to let out a moan. He continues his work without looking at me. When he wants to move his hand away I grab him to encourage him to continue but he manages to free himself without attracting attention. I think I'm being led to my own game because I really want to. After lunch, I take my leave and return home, but I'm not at peace. I decide to go take a nap to get rid of this desire which is becoming unbearable. When I wake up it's 6 pm and Maya is already home. I'm getting ready to go to the club to work but when I see in my closet some lingerie that I bought but haven't had the opportunity to wear yet, an idea forms in my mind. I call Florien by stimulating a cough and I tell him that I am sick. He gives me permission not to come to work tonight and I end up being conquered. I take a taxi to Ryan's. I already have everything in my head. I frantically knock on his door to pretend that I'm in a hurry and the gentleman comes to open it, having worn his tank top halfway. I lick my lips in my head he's so naughty. He asks me to enter what I'm doing before facing him again. My gaze slides along her body and I say to myself: yeah God created you my dear.

Ryan: Here on earth what can I do for you?

Me (taking myself back): Uh yes by the way I lost my earring and I don't know if it stayed in your car.

Ryan: You didn't get in my car today.

Me: Yes no I'm talking about yesterday when we went clubbing.

Ryan: No it's not there otherwise I would have seen it since you only wear big curls.

Me: Ok ok thank you. Well, goodbye.

Ryan: Did you come all this way for a loop that costs 600 fcfa?

Me: Yes because she is precious to me, gentleman who wears watches that cost billions. Tchrrrr what bad luck.

He grins and slips his hands into his pockets. He's sexy when he does that. Tchrrrr he will intimidate who even. I say goodbye to him and walk past him to get out but he grabs my arm and presses me against the wall. He slowly brings his face closer to mine, his hands resting on either side of my face. The way he stares at me confuses me a bit. He has cute little brown eyes. When his lips are millimeters from mine, I close my eyes waiting for the kiss. I even pull the mouth to her lips.

Ryan (blowing near my lips): How did you know where I lived?

He's not serious!? I open my eyes surprised and meet his mischievous smile.

Me: You don't ask that kind of question when you're about to kiss a girl.

Ryan: I never told you I was going to kiss you.

Me: Then what are you doing in this position?

Ryan: I just wanted to see how you would react.

Me (ashamed): But you're kidding me. Sorry let me through. Whatever.

I push him and I leave his apartment but I know that if I go back home like that the coagulation will kill me so I retrace my steps and go back to his apartment where apparently the gentleman was waiting for me since he was watching the door with a smile on her face. I don't care if he beat me on my home turf. I rush over to him and kiss him passionately. He immediately responds to my kiss by wrapping his arms around my waist. I break away from him and I drop my dress to show him my lingerie. He swears and pulls me back to him. He caresses my buttocks and lifts me to press me against the wall.

Ryan: I might not be kind to you.

Me: I don't want that either.

I awkwardly unbutton his jeans while he makes me wet seriously with his fingers inside me. He pulls a condom out of his back pocket and hands it to me. Tchiéé the guy was waiting for me or what? I fight against the pleasure it gives me to bring out the object of my desire. When I lower my eyes to look my heart goes boom. What is that ? I look up at him and see him smile. Ekié is all this for him? Will Jessica be able to siport!? I have not yet finished asking the question that tchlô caé in it. Ahh it's going to be hot today. I scratch his back and bite him it was so intense. His blows are also enough to make me lose my mind. This man is complete. He is handsome, sexy and good at giving pleasure. Help oh, I'm going to die today. I start screaming my pleasure, not caring if the neighbors hear me. The pleasure rises more and more in me crossing all my body when I feel myself flying and there ...

*** Two weeks later ***

Me: Oh damn it!

Ryan and I fall on the bed sated. We are out of breath from all the rounds we just did on this beautiful day.

Ryan (catching his breath): The neighbors will eventually sign a petition for me to leave the building if you keep screaming like that all the time.

Me: It's not my fault, it's yours. You shouldn't be so good in bed.

Ryan: Shall we have one last before you go to work?

Me: What do you want to kill me? Look at your bed is soaked so I had orgasms. Thanks, I'll pass. Because of small samise there you want to kill people child. Sorry, I don't want to die dehydrated. Besides, I no longer have the strength to move.

He gets up and stands over me.

Ryan: You won't have to move.

He lowers his head to my toy and I look up to see what he wants to do. I want to hold it back but at the first lick I lose my means. Yeuch, Jessica is going to catch fire. Call Maya and Olivia to tell them to get my casket ready because I'm going to die today. Cause of death: Excess of enjoyment.

*** Ryan KRIZO ***

Sitting in the living room in front of the TV of which I don't see any image, I start to smile stupidly thinking back to these two weeks of legs in the air of phew. This girl, damn it she's good. I can make love to her for two days straight non-stop. I think she's the best sex date I've ever had. But on top of that she's a great girl because we don't just sleep together. We sometimes chat, watch movies and such and I discovered a great girl. My cell phone gives me a message.

"Cynthia: If I'm fired for distraction, you're going to hire me. I just mess up customer orders and keep smiling like crazy. »

"Me: I know what it takes to put your mind to it. »

"Cynthia: Tell me. »

"Me: Another round. »

The doorbell rings and I open the door while waiting for Cynthia's answer.

Brice (returning): Good evening man.

Ryan (closing the door): How is it?

Bruce: It's okay. I haven't heard from you since this morning so...

I don't listen to it anymore because I'm too focused on reading Cynthia's message.

Cynthia: That's a good idea. So you come over and we have a quick game in your car. »

"Me: OK I'm coming. I'm already on my way. »

Brice: Yo are you listening to me?

What me ?

Brice: I asked you a question.

Me: Which one?

Brice: Does it tell you that we...

I left again reading Cynthia's message.

"Cynthia: What am I kidding. Are you crazy ? »

Me: Lol I'm kidding too. But seriously you made me crazy about your body and now I still want you. »

"Cynthia: You are a real bunny. »

"Me: Your rabbit. »

"Cynthia: Rhorrr that's cute. »

There I burst out laughing and Brice snatches my laptop.

Me: Hey give me my cell phone.

Brice: But I've been talking to you since, you don't listen to me and you start laughing stupidly.

Me: Sorry, I was chatting with Cynthia.

Brice: What are you really dating?

What me ? Of course not. Are you dumb or what?

Brice: Then what is that ridiculous smile on your lips?

Me (snatching my cell phone from him): It's the smile of a man who spent a sublime day fucking with a super mega delicious girl.

Brice: You are in love otherwise you would never use the words sublime and hyper mega. These words are created for girls.

Me: Fuck it man.

Brice: Do you like it?

Me: Yes sexually. I'm not going to mortgage my youth by getting into a stupid love affair. I told you, until I'm 40 years old, Ryan, there's no way I'm falling in love. Now tell me why you're here.

Brice: My heart swings between Maya and Olivia.

Me: Are you kidding?

Bruce: No. When I saw Maya at your service I fell in love with her then when we went to dinner and I saw Olivia something happened.

Me: Wait, tell me since when are you a sentimental man? Because the Brice I know is a woman's man.

Brice: Let's say that I matured especially with my story between Sara LEVRY my ex-fiancée and Alex my sex date at the time. I messed up and at the end I found myself on the street because I wanted to remain a gigolo with Sarah and get off with Alex when I had everything to be an accomplished man.

Me: So think carefully this time so you don't mess up your life and their friendship again. Try to hang out with both without making advances and you will see who you feel best with.

Brice: That's what I plan to do. So now can we go and have a bite to eat in town?

Me: Alright. Let me change.

I rush to my room wearing a more appropriate outfit, not forgetting to tell Cynthia that I was away. I sincerely hope that on its descent it will pass here even if it is for 5 minutes. I'm crazy about her body.