Feminine VOLUPTUOUS [Erotic Romance]

CHAPTER FIVE:

She halts for a second. Her facial expression is in denial, but she finally listens.

“Some old lady hit me with her huge fucking cat bag and I lost my footing.”

She doesn't believe me! The eye roll and hip shift kind of warns me. Don't forget the naughty toe heel tapping. My mind is clearly in the gutter even during this bullshit!

“Probably another victim!” She throws.

I put my palms out, shrugging my shoulders. I'm on edge and clearly irritated. She's being unreasonable.

“Vanna, oh my God, was this the pervert you texted me about?” Yesenia asks, “I can vouch and say it was an accident.” She quickly adds, “Phil, I told you about him, is Mike's Manager. He can be a pervert but he's friendly.”

I look at Yesenia….like WTF!?!

ANOTHER TRAITOR!

She turns to Yesenia, “Girl, I love you, but I want him gone.” By now, I'm seeing the true trouble this has caused. I've been thinking about my own embarrassment and not hers.

I truly am a BIG Asshole!

I grab my phone as I find the locked file I kept of the incident. Bought from the paparazzi vultures, but this video was stolen from the airport security.

“Here” I say as I push my phone towards her. Clearly you see the old broad turn as I step towards the luggage carousel. Her bright cat purse swings right into me as I falter trying to catch my balance; but someone's red luggage on the floor makes me fall forward as I put my palms out. We see me twist at the last-minute gripping her cheeks, and then me hunched in pain till I'm pulled up. I bend puking all over her ass.

I look down, noticing red luggage against the wall, and my eyebrow lifts.

We all get quiet until our laughter fills the room. It's hysterical until we're back throwing insults. Even then, our laughter has me and Mike hugging it out and Yesenia and Ms. Thick hanging on eachother.

Finally, as it dies down, I turn to Vanna.

“I'm really sorry, okay, about your commission,” I told her, “I tried to find you after to personally apologize, but they said you left. I couldn't find your information...” I'm being totally sincere.

She sees my honesty and nods her head slightly.

“Vanna, Phil's a great guy, he will be respectful here. I promise you” Yesenia says.

I hate that it affects her judgment of me and I'm not used to being second guessed like this. I'm a pervert in the right setting. But not to make any woman truly uncomfortable. I'm not perfect, as an asshole yes, but my integrity hasn't been challenged in a long time. I learned what it did to my first marriage, and I've been honest with lots of faults.

She slightly looks up at me. I'm a pretty tall guy, over 6’6”, so that makes her about 6 feet of legs and curves.

“Fine.” She says, “Listen Phillip, shape up or shape out!” I nod my head. The bitterness leaks on my tongue to throw shade, but I'm a good boy, so my last laugh is the key I put to my lips and throw away.

She rolls her eyes.

Yesenia walks up, crowding around our hips. She's a short shit compared to us. Even in those tall combat boots! “See, we can get along like big adults.” She beams.

Mike pulls out his phone. Pointing it proud for a group picture. Yesenia is posing, with her classic red cheesy smile, and I can't help doing a side glance catching Ms.Thick vicious cat eyes directed at me.

“Say NUTS!”