Scene Two
She
gives him hard look and say after a while (with a slight giggle in her voice)
"you don't look like a old man and ya damn sure don't feel like one"
grinding herself into him as if trying to measure every inch of his hardon with
her body. He reluctantly pushes her
back gently a step to get a good look at her.
Recognition finally hits him "it's you! He says with shock and excitement. "I am wearing all black ain't I"…she says
stepping back and turn around displaying herself to him…"didn't we agree
to wear black so we could recognize each other"
"Oh Hell, I completely forgot about that" he says slapping
himself in the head for being such a idiot.
His heart takes a leap. From
her letters he had always assume she was a fine sista but to see that he had
underestimated just how fine she actually was or is came as a shock. .
"You must have girls pushing up on you like that all the time not to
know it was me" giving him an accusing but playful push.
Fumbling for words he says, "No, sorry…I had to work late…I
thought…I thought I had missed you" he says a little guilty.
"Well", she says "it's a good thing I found you in time cause I
would have been pissed if I had rolled up in here and found one of these hochies
pushed up to you like that" given him a playful slap on the face.
Feeling
a little playful himself he step to her pulling her close. "Now why would I
waste my time with them. I came
here to meet a prefect 10 and I'm not the type to settle for second best"
he says making her blush a little. "You
are too sweet…and nasty too" as she plays at being offended when she
feels his strong hands gently massaging her back slowly move to her butt.
As she starts to get into the impromptu massage the young brotha she had
danced with earlier shows up yelling, "Yo baby girl, where ya been da music
bumpin". She turns and lets the brotha know she'll be right there and
turns back not wanting to end the massage.
She gives him a sweet kiss on the lips and he kisses her back.
She gives him a tender hug and says in a hurt filled voice " you
know I'm digging you but…" she never gets a chance to finish as the young
brother returns shouting "C'mon baby girl we got some rump shaking to
do". She starts to pull away
but he gets one last hug in. He says before letting her go " You turn out to be
better then any dream I could have imagined.
It has been a pleasure to finally meet you".
As she makes her way to the dance floor
she looks back at him the look said it all …if only you were a little younger
or if I were a little older…. Those few seconds felt like hours…. Time
starts again as she quickly moves off to the dance floor not looking back… as
he watches her leave he feel as if a piece of his heart was removed.
He watches her dance for a while admiring just how beautiful she is.
When it becomes to painful to watch her dancing with that "youngster" he makes his way back to the bar for
another rum and beer chaser. When
he get his drinks he goes to the upper lever of the club. As he looks down at
the sea of bodies on the dance floor he hopes to catch a glimpse of her but at
the same he hopes that he doesn't. He
convinces him self that she'll be happier with someone her own age and maybe he
should too.
After about a half-hour he catches a
glimpse of her at a table with some other people. All of them laughing and drinking "not a care in the
world" he thinks, "like I use to be". For the first time he starts to feel old.
"What the hell am I thinking trying to pull some young honey".
But as quick as that thought hits him he remembers her sweet lips, the
feel of her body against his and her sensually sweet smell still fresh on his
shirt. "Damn" he thinks
"I can still smell her, I gotta go home before I make a fool of
myself." He quickly makes his
way to the stairs and heads down to the exit.
He quickly makes his way to his car locates his phone and makes a call
for a taxi. With that done he leans
against his car and waits in silent lost in his own thoughts.
It's been a long time since he has had that much to drink.
He remembers a time when a night like
this wouldn't end until he and a few of his buddies closed a few clubs.
He starts to feel old all over again when he's interrupted by a sweet,
familiar voice. "You know this
is my last night in town don't you? Can't
you even tell a sista goodbye!" she yells at him playing angry.
He gives her a timid smile as she makes her way to him. He yells back "Yeah… your right I should have at lease
told you goodbye…we've have been writing to each other for a long while and I
at least owe you that much." He
stands up straight and moves toward her seeing that she's having a hard time
walking a straight line. "Are
you a little tipsy baby girl" he says jokingly as he approaches her.
"Hell no" she giggles "I'm fuckin drunk".
"So am I luv, But,
obviously not as drunk as you are" he say catching her in his arms saving
her from a nasty fall. "Oh…mmmh" she sighs settling into his arms. "Are you always going to be there to catch me?"
Not knowing how to reply back he's saved by the arrival of the taxi he
called for. It pulls into the
parking lot and blows it's horn. He
waves at it and yells "Over here!"
He looks down into her eyes and say… "Well I guess this is goodbye
again baby girl you are one sweet sexy sister and I wish I was that young
brother you were dancing with tonight… take care of yourself ".
He pulls her close to him not caring how young she is or how old he is.
Right now he's a man kissing a beautiful woman a woman he only dreamt
about and right now he's lovin every minute of it.
She doesn't stop him and puts her arms around his neck and kisses him
back with passion. Lost in the
moment she feels excited from his touch gentle but strong his hands exploring
her body. She trembles a little as
she feels herself getting 'moist'. "Oh…shit
he got some skills!" She
thinks giving herself over to the sensation his touch was creating in her.
After what felt like an eternity they
slowly and reluctantly end their embrace she looks at him and says, "Damn
you are from the old school… I didn't say you had to say goodbye right
now". She takes him by the
hand and walks with him to the taxi leaning on him for support.
His head's spinning…and he mumbles to her "what about your
friend". "Oh I told him I was going to the bathroom…".
She giggles loudly "hell he though just because I danced with him
and he bought me a few drinks that the coochie was his.
And don't think because I'm leaving with you that I'm automatically given
it up to you either. You're still too old school for me… I think… but I like
you" giving him a gentle squeeze. "I
trust you and I want to spent my last night in town with you.
Is that ok with you" She says looking him deeply in the eyes as if
searching for her answer …and finding it.
She settles into him comfortably not wanting this moment to end.
He holds her letting her words sink in then he responds back dumbly
"ok". The taxi driver
looks at them impatiently as they slowly move to the cab and get in.
"Where to" the driver asks.
His give the driver his address and looks to her.
She lays her head against his chest and holds him tight giving him his
answer.
End of scene two