Turning Table

Part 41

*** Wrong Turn ****

🌹Mpume🌹

Today I woke up feeling blessed, Liya hooked me up with a job and what was left to do is just bag it,  I decided to wear my best dress, that lovely white dress that highlighted my curves and lines, The dress made me sexy, it hugged my shapes and caressed my body.
As I walked into the club,  all eyes were on me, and feeling blessed paid off as I bagged the Job,

When I stepped out, my day turned even better a good-looking man showed interest in me, I was scared to jump in his car but his look made my boobs shoot out. My cleavage stood out like two mountains on the verge of eruption. They stood erect, with the cup bra that only made them more tempting to behold,

His hot might as well seduce him...I thought to myself,
The car was supposed to take me straits home but the guy said something about sharing a drink with me,  I guess fleeting with him worked, a tiny part of me was scared of where I was going with this foreign man, but I like how he did not ask me or waited for me to respond but just took a turn...I smiled to my self I guess he knows what he wants.

To be honest the man is intimidating as fuck,
"Mpumza relax..."
That all he said something about him calling me like that, that just made my face flush,

A few minutes later I was already inside Cato Suite Hotel and I felt like a million bucks dinning with the most hottest man in this building.
His  name is Yama a pretty sexy name that matches his looks, the man may be old but damn he is GORGEOUS,  He is so uniquely attractive looked more like Dennis Haysbert and made my palms sweat,

A corner table just the two of us, made me blush every time he told me I was beautiful, God I miss that attention from a man,

And it was not helping that his bloody hot, his six-foot-five, with abs like something out of a porn flick, skin like a supermodel, and the kind of lazy smile people only flash when they’re fully aware of their own sex appeal. Ice bath, anyone? Because I sure feel like one right now as he whispers in my ear,
He's telling me a joke about how he grew up,
I'm laughing and throwing my head back, the joke its not even that funny but fuck it! I loved his attention.

I was curious about where this chemistry between me and this strange is going to end up,  Was this going to be just once-off drinks, or maybe it's the first of many dates? We hadn’t set that up, but I was ready to know him better, better yet date him.

"it's getting late may I drive you home "
I smiled " yes please "
He stood up after dropping R200  notes on the table, the money was  way too much compared to the meal and drinks we ordered, damn! I need me some him!

I decided to hold his hand as he helped me up, he looked at me but I showed him exactly what he wanted to see

' I want him '

Besides the fact that he's a bit older, He was hot, sexy, irresistible, and erotic. When he moved close to me, I almost melted in the fragrance of his cologne. As he held my back and we walked out of the restaurant.

He had such a profound effect on me that I felt my legs start to buckle, The kind of a sensation I had not felt in a long while coursed through my entire body. If he had not opened the car door and guided me in, I was sure I would collapse in his arms. I wanted to collapse. I wanted to be held in those strong arms

He shut the door on my side, crossed to the driver’s seat, and started the engine.

As we zoomed off, I was conscious of how close he was to me. My eyes never left his crotch. Within an arm’s reach, I could zip down his jeans and bring out his dick. I knew he would be well endowed. A man could not be this good-looking and muscular, only to end up with a small dick. That would be grossly disappointing and I hated disappointments.