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A Weekend Trip - Chapter 1
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A Weekend Trip - Chapter 1 She was driving down the road headed out of town for a weekend get away. Her mind was in two places at once …she has a knack for that. Thinking about the past and some of her mistakes and thinking about the immediate future on how she will forget about her past! She smiled a little devious smile as she thought of that beautiful young black man who helped her forget for a while….....he was dark, tall and oh so eager to learn. His enthusiasm was quite invigorating, but he lacked the real skill to keep her coming back. All in all, she could definitely chalk him up as a good experience. She griped the steering wheel of her black BMW, as her mind presses forward…her foot presses the accelerator. Her destination was a small villa sitting on the banks of the river Mosel, its picturesque view of the wine country makes for a relaxing getaway from the daily grind. The wind was warm and the sun was shining brightly as she drove into the valley entering the city limits of Klotten. As she slowly drove to the little bed and breakfast hotel she noticed that the tourist trap ice café was packed. Two buses awaited their passengers as the people lazily walked around and enjoyed the array of sites and sounds the tiny town center has to offer. She found her hotel and parked her car off the main strip. After she checked in and got the run down on the time breakfast is served she heads out to enjoy some ice cream and maybe a fresh fruit salad. The thought of licking that ice cold double chocolate ice cream and combining the chocolate flavor with the fruit taste made her pallet water. How strange she thought…she gets the same reaction from a very sexy man! As she is mid thought in the sexy comparison she rounded the corner to the main area at the ice café. To her amusement there were 5 black men, obviously American, sitting at one of the tables in the corner of the open court. They were very animated and making it quite obvious that they were looking at the women. She loves that about the American black male, so very open sexually, so abrasive with their intent. They were looking at the young ladies, checking out their asses, looking at their hips and their breasts. Some are offended by the bluntness in these men’s actions; some are slightly stimulated by it….but all are intrigued. Even the other European males watched in amazement as the very primitive nature of the men takes its course and they see how attractive it was to the women there. Young and old alike were somewhat taken by the American males’ almost Alpha Male characteristics……..but she knew better!!! She knew that if she got one of them alone; he was putty in her hands. She sized them up as she approached the café counter. This one too short, the other too chunky…only three remain in the race and she was still 10 feet from them! They barley noticed her as she had approached them from the side away from the action of the young ladies and general public. As one looked over at her and tapped his friend’s leg, she stares at him. Her defiance and lack of shyness intimidated the short man as he looks away and attempts to recover with his friends help. Two of them however, stared right back at her. They didn’t look at her sexy hips or her confident walk, they didn’t notice her elegant neckline or her over all chiseled body, they stared right into her eyes. It was as though two predators of different species had met accidentally in the wild. Both parties could sense the other’s danger, but the curiosity was much more powerful than the warning. She smiled graciously and some what non-interested as she walked by. She hated the games, but sometimes it was easier to figure out if her opponent was worthy of her best or simply a tool for her pleasure. She got to the counter and confidently ordered her treat of chocolate ice cream and a small fruit salad on the side. As she waited for her order a shadow approaching her from behind alerted her that one of them at least was worthy. She turned around and to her surprise; two of them were approaching her. Tall, cute, innocent looking and young was the first one, taller, sexy and confident and just right was the second one. She tried not to stare at him but her eyes betrayed her as he looked right at her. The first one reached out his hand, “Hello there, I’m Damon. And you are?” She coyly answers, “Getting my food and about to go sit over there.” She motioned towards a table adjacent to them. The second and sexier man reached his big and dark hand in towards her, but not to shake, to hold it as you would a lady, his palm up, his stare fixed on her, he said his name was Shaun and he bend forward while locking eyes with her and kissed the back of her hand lightly, his large lips sending definite tingles through her body. The first and shorter man, Damon, without missing a beat said, “That’s an awfully long name, and it doesn’t sound German at all.” His confidence put a smile on her face and a sparkle in her eye. Shaun, who has not removed his eyes from her, asked if there was another man that would be joining her. She tells him no and as her food comes she grabs her plate and heads to the table she said she would be sitting at. Both men follow her and as she approaches the table Damon moves around her to pull out her chair. She thanks him with a nod and a smile and sits down as he pushes her chair in. Being who she is, she is accustomed to having all eyes on her. Her presence alone demands attention, but every now and then, even she feels a little bit more special when it’s so obvious that she has raised a man’s interests. This time she has stirred not just one but two men and there doesn’t seem to be any insecurity issues with either of them. They all talk very naturally and the conversation is playful at times and mostly just information questions. Where are you from, what do you do? The conversation definitely revolves around her, they are both very intelligent and having very good grammar, they easily express themselves to her. She is definitely interested in Shaun but Damon has something about him that stirs her, he knows what he is doing that is for sure. But does he know what she is capable of? Neither of them attempts to touch her. Their patience is turning her on severely. Much to her surprise, when the tourist gather up and load onto the buses, the group pays no heed to the bus driver’s time warnings. She finds out that they are in town because they are playing an exhibition basketball game against the local team in Koblenz. They have 3 vehicles between the 5 of them and they heard that the Mosel is something they must see in the summer time. They were planning to go on, and the others might, Damon and Shaun however are definitely staying in Klotten. This could be a very interesting weekend indeed!!!   |
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