On a Cold Evening

Part Nine

Mandy smiled as a glossy red GLE 350 pulled up in front of her gate. She knew it was him even before he rolled down his window. She had come out to wait for him because she had lied to her mother that she was going out with her friends and they were already waiting for her in a cab.

She had dressed in an ankle length pleated flowy dress with a deep back to accentuate her curvy figure. Her round butt jiggled with every step she took towards the passenger seat of his car, and as she stepped into, she felt her breath hitch as she got a close up look at the man she had been chatting with for the first time. He was even more handsome up close. His bald head shone in the dimly lit car like a newly plugged bulb. His full beard was trimmed and picked to perfection, showing evidence of a strong chin beneath. He had a tiny stud on his right ear, and for the first time since they began to relate, Mandy realized that he had all the makings of a fuck boy, and if she were not careful, he would have fragments of her fragile heart scattered across the floor.

His lips were pink, and appeared very moisturized by the thin shiny film on them. For the first time in her life, Mandy wondered what it would feel to throw caution to the wind and kiss a man. Would he find her too bold? Would he be repulsed?

"You look amazing" He said with a gentle smile, but the glint in his eyes gave away the sexual tension she had thought about earlier. Mandy blushed as his voice seemed to resonate in the confined space. She had put a lot of effort into her appearance, and was even battling a headache because of the tight ponytail her hairdresser had made.

"Thank you" Mandy replied shyly as he began to slowly maneuver out of her street. It was already 8pm, so they had settled for a diner nearby so that she could meet up with her curfew.

"So, how was your day?" She asked, and he began to recount how he had lost a potential client because of a staff's carelessness. At some point in their discussion, Mandy zoned out. She fixated on his toned arms and wide shoulders which were perfectly highlighted in his crisp white senator. He looked clean, smelled of oud and wood, the perfect manly combo to keep her imagination active.

Within fifteen minutes, they were driving into a brightly lit five-star restaurant around Chevron. Thankfully, it was late and they hadn't encountered a lot of traffic. She stepped out of the car, and as they walked in, he took her hand in his, and to everyone seated, they appeared very much the cute and happy new couple.

The waiter brought the menu, and as she perused it, she stole a glance and caught him staring at her with a smile. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, chuckling lightly.

"I don't know. There is just something quite fascinating about you," he replied and as they stared at each other, the entire restaurant seemed to fade into the background. She really believed that things like these only happened in novels, but in truth she had forgotten where they were.

"Ma'am, would you like to place your order?" the waiter asked, bringing them both back to earth.
"Yeah, sure" Mandy replied, screening through the menu quickly. Within minutes, they had placed their order. Mandy ordered a plate of Alfredo pasta, while he had ordered Chinese rice with lamb chops. As they awaited their order, they made do with a bottle of white wine, and Mandy completely lost track of time as she sipped and listened fascinatedly as James recounted one of his many escapades abroad. She imagined skydiving with him, or hiking with him on a mountain somewhere far, far away.

Soon, their meals were ready, and as they ate, they stole the occasional glance, and with each passing minute, Mandy feared that she may leave a wet spot in the middle of her seat before leaving. She pressed her thighs together, trying her best to strangle the hungry beast between her legs.

They sat to chat for a little while after eating, still sipping on the heady wine as they discussed. At this point, Mandy could swear that they would need a mop to clean the river that had already pooled between her thighs.

"You look uncomfortable" He mentioned with furrowed brows, but Mandy's eyes were fixed on his lips as he spoke. She imagined them ravaging her lips, traveling down her neck and suckling on her breats.

"Mandy!" He called, and she snapped out of cloud nine as if being bathed with a cold dousing of rain.

"I am sorry, I think I need to use the ladies room" She said, and fled for her dear life. When she reached the unisex restroom, she stared at herself in the mirror, trying to shake the cloud of arousal that was bent to disgrace her that night. She startled as one of the cubicles was thrown open and a rotund man with a protruding belly walked out. He was still fastening his belt and was as surprised as she was when he saw her.

"Fine girl, how are you?" his thick igbo accent didn't distract from the sudden bulge in his trousers. As he fixed his belt and zipper, he stared at her with a lascivious look. Mandy knew she was in trouble when he staggered and grabbed his crotch wincing slightly in discomfort.

"How much for the night?" he asked crudely, fondling his hardening member as she watched in disgust.

"What?" She asked in disbelief. She had heard his question, but couldn't even process the fact that anyone would be so stupid to ask a random stranger such a dirty question.

"Why are you acting innocent? Me and you know wetin una type dey come find for hia, abi you fit afford the kind food wey them they sell for hia? I be importer o, I go pay well o" He continued, and Many felt her heart calm as she saw James standing at the entrance with a look of pure anger on his face.

The nasty stranger had obviously not heard him arrive as he had focused all his attention on the beautiful woman in front of him. He made a move to touch her arm when James' voice stopped him in his tracks. It didn't take a genius to figure that he wasn't happy at all.

"That's enough! Leave now before I have you thrown out of here" he said in a deep baritone that made the fat man's leg quake with fear. Within seconds, the dirty man had fled out of the restroom, leaving them standing there.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as he pulled her into a hug. She nodded against his chest, wondering what would have happened if he hadn't come. The thought was too scary to even imagine. He rubbed her back and as her nerves eased, Mandy felt prickles against her skin, and she looked up at him.

His head slowly descended and soon, his lips touched hers. They were as soft as she imagined, and she moaned softly against them. They explored each other's lips, tongues dancing against each other. He placed his hand against the small of her back, pulling her flush against him. She felt the evidence of his arousal press against her belly, and for once she thanked the heaven's for her height. She didn't have to reach far as she deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck.