Nadine Cross - Life Unknown

Chapter Three - Love Rebound Style

Chapter Three

Love Rebound Style

When Nadine finally met Malcolm it was a steamy hot summer day in July. They had arranged to meet in front of Nadine’s office on campus. As Nadine nervously descended the stairs she wondered what he would really look like. Although they discussed their looks; Nadine being fair skinned 5’5” and about 145lbs, Malcolm was also fair about 6’1 and 175lbs soaking wet. Nadine was just a little ambivalent about it. She thought from the first impression of his voice that yes he would be about six feet or so, but she somehow envisioned a darker heavier brother. As a rule Nadine only hung with dark-skinned brothers. She liked her coffee black and sweet and felt no shame about it. Nadine’s children’s father was a beautiful dark mocha. He was tall and gorgeous and cut like you would not believe. He was an excellent lover and the first man with whom Nadine ever had an orgasm. Nadine kept her fingers crossed and was not disappointed.

Malcolm was sitting in the company car. Nadine looked through the window and he signaled for her to get in. So she did. Once inside Nadine laid eyes upon the most incredibly good looking light skinned bald headed hazel eyed brother she had ever seen. Yes he was thin, but you could see he was cut through the sleeveless tee he wore. They chatted for a while and made plans to meet after work for dinner. He kissed Nadine’s cheek as she got out of the car and Nadine felt a rush of warmth between her thighs. Her nipples immediately followed suit and became as rigid as the ice caps of Mount Everest. She hurried up to her office not wanting him to see how he had affected her. But first made a quick stop in the ladies room to compose herself.

That night at dinner neither Nadine nor Malcolm were disappointed. She wore a spaghetti strapped cream colored chiffon dress with very thin rust and black vertical stripes. The bodice of the dress fit Nadine to a “T”, as the neckline plunged deep in the precipice of her ample bosom (36C to be exact). The back of the dress plunged as well, toward the base of her spine. The dress was cut just above her knee, but when she sat in the low bucket seat of Malcolm’s car, the dress shifted revealing her well toned thighs. Underneath the dress she wore a black Victoria Secret seamless bustier and thong set, and nothing else. She could have worn a slip, but tonight she was feeling sexy and very dangerous. She was ready for anything. She wore very high heeled black leather stilettos that showed off a good portion of her sexy feet. Her hair was cut very short as she usually liked it; sporting a Haley Berry style, but making it her own. She wore a pair of light brown tinted Bulgari sunglasses, and a black onyx choker with earrings to match. As she took one last peek in her compact, Nadine smiled as she replayed her son’s response to her attire before leaving the house in her head “hot damn Ma, you look like a rock star. Somebody’s gonna be in trouble tonight!” As Malcolm seated her and closed the door, she could see the lust in his eyes and a very devilish smile on his face. As women we always know from the time we meet a man weather we’re going to fuck him or not. Nadine new and it was all she could do to control herself until she let him know.

Malcolm wore a pair of loose fitting khaki-colored Sean John pants, a black knit Bill Blass body shirt that fit like a glove and on his feet (looks like a size 12 Nadine thought knowingly) a pair of black leather Prada car shoes. As he leaned over to help her in the car, she could smell his cologne, Passion by Liz Taylor. During the drive over, they engaged in small talk, the weather, the restaurant. They complimented each other and each could tell the other was a bit nervous. He was a well mannered gentleman; opening her car door, grasping her hand to help her out, placing a firm yet gentle hand in the small of her back as they entered the restaurant, holding out her seat when they reached their table. Nadine smiled to herself as all eyes and heads turned as they were shown to their table. She felt like a celebrity. They did after all make a “fine ass” couple; damned good looking and superbly dressed were the pair. They ordered Margaritas, a couple of porter house steaks and for dessert they shared a slice of chocolate mousse cake. The conversation in the restaurant was minimal. They just stared at each other and shared lustful thoughts. At one point Malcolm took Nadine’s forefinger and sucked, then licked the whipped cream she had clumsily managed to smather on her hand while cutting her portion of cake. At that, it was definitely time to leave.