A cold rainy night she laid alone in bed awaiting for the man she loved to come and caress and touch her; his soft kisses to her neck, his sweet words he whispered in her ear as he made love to her curved womanly and godly body. Just the thought alone of him making love to her was enough to make her pants go into a wild fit. But this time it was different. He wasn't coming back.
News reached the young lady that her husband was no more. His body was found lifeless in a ditch; his heart carved out ,his eyes gouged out and his tongue sliced off as maggots had already found their way and were feeding on his chest cavity.
She arrived at the scene and could not stand to see the man she loved in such a state. She broke down and cried.
With no one left to look after her, she fell into depression. Telling all her secrets to a bottle each night and seeking pleasure in men she never even knew. But none could ever match up to him. Each time she'd lay with a different man, she'd remember how he made her feel, how'd he'd look her straight in the eye as he put his weight on top of her. How he'd rile up her womanly contents. "I like you better in your true form, one that shows every blemish and every angle without conceiling anything. A form that only I get to see each night you and I decide to exchange the heat of our bodies, a form that despite your insecurities, I love more than anything on you," he'd tell her whenever she'd strip down to her 'true form'
Yes, she was insecure about her naked body. She thought it wasn't good enough for him. But he never paid any thought to that. She had a wonderful body, one that appeared to be sculptured and carved by the gods themselves; her hourglass figure, fine toned upright breasts, a backwards figure that always seemed to catch his attention whenever she'd walk past him in the house, womanly parts that had only seemed to feel better and better whenever her decide to caresse and pay them a visit.
The sex was good, their life was good. But now she was alone; lonely, broken and trying to fill the void left by the only man who loved from head to toe and inside and out; literally.
She'd cry herself to sleep, drink herself to sleep, who knows, sometimes she'd even have herself fucked to sleep; all because the void was to big for her fill on her own.
One morning she woke up and like each morning a different man laid next to her. Her back was sore, her knees and her mouth was dry. To top it off, the inbetween of her legs felt painful; something she thought she'd get used to but never did.
She got out of bed brushed her teeth, took a long hot shower; making sure she cleaned every inch of her body, every inch of it! Walked to her medicine cabinet and drank two pills of plan B like she did every morning after a long night of clubbing and partying .
"Morning wild one," said the voice of a man as he slowly walked behind holding her waist. His accent rather strange and foreign sounding more like someone from German rather than Africa
"I'm sorry who are you?"she asked him as she turned to look at him clearly and catch a glimpse of his face.
"I'm the one who 'makes you feel alive again' as you had described it last night" he replied, with a smug look on his face ;typical of the male gender each time he felt he satisfied the woman he'd slept with.
"I say that each night to every man, don't feel any special dude," she shot at him ,this time with a slight force in her voice implying that she didn't like being objectified by the male ego.
"Woah! Woah! Sweetheart, cool your pants down shit!" He said in a slightly surprised tone, pulling away from her waist. "You know I could have woken up and went out and left your ass alone like every guy does; clearly. But instead I decided to come see your ass so you don't feel like I used you for sex. But seems like your comfortable were you are so bye!" He said angrily as he walked our of the bathroom.
She stood there surprised, looking at him as he walked away, at his fine toned naked ass, he well carved ,muscular back. "Wait!" She shouted to him.
Walking towards him, her nipples out in the open slowly hardening as his rebellious attitude made her mind run wild with thoughts of how it would to actually have a memory of him inside her.
"What is it ?!" He said as he turned to look at her bear chest at the same she caught a glimpse of his naked front.
She felt her heart thump at the sight of his manhood; long and swinging between his legs. Her cheeks turned pink and she felt a viscous liquid flow to the side of her thigh. She could not comprehend how he'd manage to fit himself in her. "No wonder the back pains were worse this time," she thought to herself. "Look,"she said "I'm sorry if I was being hostile earlier . You seem like a really nice guy and I didn't even get your name," she continued, stretching out her hand towards his for a handshake.
"Haji," he replied as his hand met with hers "and yes I know it's not a normal African name like the rest,"and said with a slight smirk on his face ensuring that his eyes met with hers.
"I like it, it's cute," she replied and she shook his hand ;hard, rough and manly it was. "I'll probably have to look at my ass later after this to make I didn't get any bruises," she thought to herself."Well it was nice to meet you, I'm Annie. Hope we can hangout again. Here's my number," she said to him as she walked to her purse to pull out her business card.
"Real estate manager,"said Haji "Wow.Now I understand where all that fire in you comes from," he complimented with a smile this time, exposing his nice well aligned teeth. "I'll make sure to call once I get home. Nkw if you'd allow me to get dressed," he said amicably.
"Oh gosh sure, let me also do the same.If you want you can take a quick shower," she said as she slowly bit her lip and look at his back side going in his silk boxers."I need to get home quickly, it's visiting day for my mother and I have to be there but thanks a lot for the offer.Next time I'll definitely have to get one but not alone of course," he responded as he gave her a certain look with fire in eyes
"If! there'll be a next time!"she added as she slowly let her mind drift to how next time could be but at the same time trying to give him a hard time.
"Well I'm hoping there will be aren't you?"he asked as he stood up walking towards her door.
"We'll see about that,"she replied with a smirk on her face knowing very well she wanted next time to be at the very moment in the shower he'd just turned down.
"Until next time, hopefully!" they both said to each other at the door.
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Wild Encounters
Short StoryA woman loses her husband and begins filling the void with partying and drinking until she meets a certain intriguing guy from her one night stand.