Bright rays of sunlight kissed my face as it shone through my window onto my bed. Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm went off vibrating my bedside table. I got up untied my night dress while it brushed against my body and fell to the floor. My feet felt lifeless as I drag them across the bathroom and in the tub. As the warm water poured down my skin, I felt his touch living in the memories from that night. I wanted to feel like this; I wanted more. Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm went off again starting me. I wondered how long I slipped in my taught with him, and then I remembered my meeting with Mr. Woolcock at 10 am. I had to hurry; else, the Kingston traffic will get the best of me. I picked up my purse and keys as I rushed out the house into my car starting the engine. It was as if I could feel his steer piercing into my skin.

It’s difficult for a 32 years old businesswoman like me to remember everything when I have him on my mind. But who is him? Oh yes! We met a few months ago on my trip to Las Vegas. Oh lord, he was fine. I said to myself trying to keep a straight face as he walked to the bar. He was about 6”3 and handsome. His body was a little muscular and his stance, held with authority. He wore a Calvin Klein suit while his left hand comprised a Gold Rolex watch and a silver ring on his forefinger. His complexion was light caramel and his face carved like a God. He had eyelashes which reminded me of butterfly wings and eyes coal gray that always had a steely glare, whenever, observing someone or something. His lips red as cherries and looked soft. I often wondered how they would feel on mine. Yum, I taught smiling to myself as I took a sip of my sex on the beach. He kept his hair low and well groomed to stay in place all day.

“Good Evening madam, Is this seat taken?” He asked   

“Oh no,” I replied looking at the empty seat beside me.

“Thank you,”

“You’re looking wonderful tonight,”   

“Thank you and you are?”

“Am sorry for being rude, my name is Errardo Foster” he said as he held out his hand for me to shake it

“Nice to meet you Errardo, I am Kaydeen Lynch,” responding to his handshake

“A cold beer please” he shouted to the waiter who had his back turned to us.

“What do you do for a living?”

“I work as a manager at a Telecommunication Company in New York,”

“That’s great,”

All I could focus on was those lips; there was just something about him that caught my attention.

“Same but I often take a few drinks to clear my head,”

“I understand what you mean. It can be a little frustrating keeping up with the workload,”

I looked at my watch which showed 11:30PM.

“Well errardo it was nice meeting you but, I have to go now,” I said signaling the waiter for my bill.

“Let me take care of that for you kaydeen,” he said reaching for his wallet.

“No thank you, I got this” I replied. I paid my bill and took up my purse to leave.

“May I keep in contact with you?”

“Sure!’ ‘Why not?” I reached into my purse for my card and handed it to him, said goodbye then walked away without looking back.

I knew that he was looking at me.