the cover of Black Enterprise Magazine with his restaurant behind him. She was mesmerized with his good looks dressed in a designer black and white pin-stripe suit. She was instantly impressed with his walls of fame! He was fastly becoming bigger than life in her eye sight.
Adjacent to the game room was the huge formal dining room. There was a formal dining room table with pedestal legs. The table was large enough to accommodate twelve chairs with a full china cabinet and serving table. Next was the large kitchen that would have impressed Martha Stewart which was built around an island with black marble tops in the center, and a laundry room adjacent to the kitchen. Also on that side of the penthouse was two elegantly furnished bathrooms.
They walked across the hall to the other side of the suite. The first room they entered was a theater room with plush theater chairs and equipped with a commercial projector and also included an authentic popcorn popping machine, snack counter and fountain drinks machine just like a commercial movie theater and a bathroom joined the theater room to the home gym room. Next to the gym was an office with a bathroom, and two guest bedrooms, each with a private bath.
And last, but not least, they turned and walked to the other end of the foyer. Behind large double doors was the huge master bedroom suite with an oversized king-sized four poster bed with a foot step on each side of the bed. He smiled inwardly when she glanced around, totally amazed at his bedroom. The room with its masculine flare was decorated in blacks and browns with gold accents and African-type art throughout the room, and an enormous master bathroom with a black marble Jacuzzi on one side of the bedroom, and a gigantic walk in closet/dressing room on the other side of the bedroom.
“You have a lovely home, Paul.”
“Thank you, Miss Jasmine.”
After the tour around of the penthouse they returned to the game room. He ushered her to a bar stool and motioned with his free hand for her to sit down. He kissed the back of her hand before he let her hand go and went behind the bar to fix a drink to help control his overactive libido. He was nervous and did not want to move too fast with this priceless treasure. This was the first woman he had ever brought into his private quarters. He asked her if she would like a drink. “Yes, please. Strawberry soda if you have it.” He laughed and asked her if she drank anything else.
“Yup. I drink water, juice, Pepsi, coke, tea, lemonade, and other sodas like Fresca. My biological father and his wife let me taste German beer, vodka, brandy and rum when I visited them last summer. He wanted to prepare me for exposure to alcohol later so he would fix us a drink and then we would discuss how I felt fifteen to twenty minutes after drinking it.”
Paul was thinking maybe she was a little worldlier than he imagined, or maybe she was trying to sound all grown up, or maybe he would have done the same thing if she had been his daughter. He was trying to convince himself he was not making the biggest mistake of his life and at the same time he was fantasizing about being naked, hard and inside her.
He handed her the strawberry soda and used the remote control to activate some music. With his drink in his hand he went to sit near her on another bar stool, purposely leaving a bar stool between them to prevent the hot flames his body from igniting and consuming her if he got too close. The Temptations 'My Girl' was playing and she was singing along with the song. He smiled. “What do you know about Old School Music?”
She rolled her eyes at him and laughed defensively. “I like to think I am somewhat well-rounded. I also like gospel, R&B, Jazz, Opera, Classical, Country/Folk, and Rock. I have been exposed to a lot of musical types while hanging out with my older cousin here and attending school in New England.”
The temptations 'Ain't Too Proud to Beg’ started playing. She swiftly jumped down from the bar stool and began to dance. He was sipping his drink and watching her graceful catlike moves and feeling his nature rising, as she moved before him, alternating dynamic hip thrusts with mind blowing belly rolls and booty shaking moves. She had rendered him totally spellbound. She was as graceful as a gazelle and as provocative and sexy as a Hawaiian belly dancer.
'She's got rhythm, he thought as he envisioned those rhythmic movements in his bed. He could almost feel her beautiful legs around his waist while they made love. He was slowly sipping his drink and experiencing a slow burn in his private part as he watched her gyrating her well sculptured big hips. He was imagining her moving beneath him with her gorgeous legs wrapped around his back, and her well-rounded bottom bouncing up and down in his hands while his manhood invaded her covenant area. 'He needed to get control of both his heads. What was he thinking? He was almost old enough to be her father. But she had him mesmerized and he was totally smitten with her.’ His swollen shaft had no idea how old she was. It only knew it wanted to be making love to her.
Marvin Gaye's 'Stubborn Kinda Fellow' started playing and he sat his drink down and stood up and held out his hand. “Do you know anything about dancing to this song?”
She stopped moving and raised her eyebrows. She stretched her eyes wide and grinned sheepishly. She glanced at his outstretched hand, inhaled deeply before moving forward to step in front of him, put her hand in his hand. “Try me. You lead and I will try to follow.”
He started leading the way in a basic two step move. She fell right into rhythm with him. He was astounded someone so young could be so worldly and versatile. She was just as mature and intelligent as some women he knew that was his age and older! She was the sexiest woman he had been with in quite some time.
They started 'steppin' and laughing. He loved watching the graceful sway of her hips when he spun her away from him and the feel of her soft cotton-like feeling body against his hard body when they came close together. Her sweet scent was powerful and captivating and putting devious, manly thoughts in his mind. While dancing she missed a step and stumbled, almost losing her balance. He reacted swiftly by catching her and holding her close to him as gently as if she breakable, afraid she would shatter into a million pieces if she fell. He picked her up in his arms and walked to an over-sized black leather chair in the game room. He sat down in the chair with her in his lap and brushed his hand along her soft cheek. “Are you alright, baby?” She turned her head to look at him. “I…..” Her speech was cut off when he kissed her on the lips, his full lips expertly engulfing her smaller lips. When his lips touched hers he tasted her sweetness.
Jasmine’s head was spinning and she was seeing stars behind her closed eyes when he finally halted the kiss. Her stomach was doing flip-flops. She had never been kissed by a man before and it was different and scary. She had noidea what to expect next. She was sensing how confident and comfortable he was with himself. She was gazing up at him with bewilderment and then he watched as she drew in a ragged breath as the power of what they'd just shared threatened to overcome her. When she began shivering he pulled her closer into his arms. Before she could fully recover from the first kiss and get control of her faculties he kissed her again, longer, more evasive with his tongue this time. Paul wanted to convince himself that being without sex for so long was the reason he was entwining her mouth with his like a man starving and her lips where the only food available. He knew instantly he wanted more than an impromptu kiss from her.
She was floating on air! His kiss had gone from gentle and sweet to deep to downright greedy, and his mouth became more demanding. Now parts of her body were being awakened that she didn't even know existed and she was having trouble controlling them.
Straight away she realized she was in over her head! This was not the same as teasing the college boys she was accustomed to dealing with. She needed to make the great escape but was unsure how to accomplish that feat.
She was getting skittish but didn't want to expose her inexperience, so she let him press on with his warm kiss. Still kissing her lips, he put his hand on her knee, and then slid it further under her dress.
Paul
