Chapter 1

I'm not sure if it was his beautiful brown eyes, or those dimples that seem to deepen with each smile. Never before has any man on sight made my heart flutter with their appearance as this stranger did.

I measured him from a distance, appearing well over 6feet 2 inches tall, with milk chocolate skin. The black shirt he wore clung to his large torso like it was specifically tailored for him. He wore blue faded jeans that showed off his strong chiseled thighs and nice round butt.

Knowing that I had somewhere to be in five minutes didn't faze me the least. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I was mesmerized. Startled by my ringing phone, I spilled coffee all over my silk blouse. I knew I was wrong for sitting here knowing my date was waiting on me. I answered the phone in the sexiest voice possible,"Hello" I said. "Baby where are you? I thought you were around the corner. "I told him I was, but I needed to get some gum from the store. His anger fading just a little, said "Ok baby, just hurry up.

I couldn't move; curiosity would not let me leave that spot. Everything around me seemed to disappear as I watched this man walk around the store as if he owned it. I became aroused, so I touched myself trying to control my pulsating pussy. I felt my nipples rise underneath my silk shirt and watched my windows fog as my breathing became heavy. The more I watched him, the more I craved for this man to be inside me.

My phone rang for the third time that evening. I knew I was wrong for not answering it, but what could I say, I mean what could I possibly tell him as my reason for not being their yet, when I was only five minutes away. I let his message go to voice mail — Damn!

My patience was wearing thin. What in the world could he be buying in 7-eleven for Christ sakes?

Afraid that my date had already left, I started my truck, hoping to salvage what was left of the evening. No soon as I was about to back out of my space, my knight emerged. I jumped out of my truck so fast I almost hung myself with my seatbelt.

Now I know most men don't like aggressive women, but I had to know this guy's name. Excuse me, I yelled after him. You don't know me, and I'm sorry to intrude on your time, but I saw you when you went into the store, and well I wanted to meet you. My name is Sherry. What seemed like an eternity was only two minutes, before those dimples pooled and his million dollar smile graced his face and he told me his name was Winston. When our hands touched, it was electrifying. I felt like a school girl getting my first kiss. All of a sudden, I became nervous and I knew he felt my palms get clammy. He made me feel so uncomfortable — like he knew I wanted him in the worst way and that he could smell my sweet scent permeate through my pants. His eyes inventoried every inch of me, shelving by expiration date, things he needed to taste first. It was at that moment, I needed to leave, but my body wasn't cooperating. The put your foot in front of the other, seemed like an impossible task.

Finally, he spoke. "So Sherry, any plans for tonight?" Forgetting all about my date, No! fell so easily from my lips. He said, "Well I was just about to go back to my place and watch some movies, and I would love it, if you could join me."

I know better, Lord knows, I know better. The person that stood before this phione ass man was not me. My good senses must have gotten hung-up in the seat belt, because I sure as hell didn't have any at that moment. "Where's your place", I stuttered. "Just around the corner" he sang. Winston must have sense my fear and hesitation. He said, "I won't hurt you, I promise", unless you want me too." There he goes with that sexy as smile. He could have been Hannibal Lectors grandson for all I know.

I wanted this man, I couldn't deny that. I approached him, running up on him like a stick up kid, so I couldn't punk out now. I wanted to see what it was about this man, that made my panties wet, just standing next to him. So I said "lead the way."

Common sense must have seeped back into my body between me getting in my truck and arriving at his place. I phoned my sister-friend to let her know I had lost my mind once again, but that I was okay and I gave her Winston's address and his tag number, just in case he turned out to be a physco.

He had a beautiful apartment. His living room was painted a deep chocolate, while stark white furniture made the room come to life. His kitchen housed every gourmet appliance we women would have died for. As he gave me a tour of his place, he lit a candle in every room, making for a very romantic evening. His bedroom was painted red, housing black Chinese furniture. The king size sleigh bed had my mouth watering and my panties dripping, anticipating the wickedness that would go on behind those doors. He must have called my name a couple of times, and it wasn't until he touched my shoulder, that I even remembered he was in the same room. The sight was breathtaking. He wanted to know if I wanted a glass of wine, and was I ready to watch a movie, and if so, which one. He had a lot to choose from, so I let him pick. When he came back from getting wine, he had changed into a silk pair of pajamas. He wanted to know if I wanted his top while he got some club soda, to get the coffee stain out of my silk blouse. I went into his bathroom and changed into his top. His scent alone drove me crazy and I wished I could wear him, I mean his shirt the rest of the night. Curiosity got the best of me. I proceeded to look through his medicine cabinet for any sign of a wife, girlfriend, boyfriend or any lover. I also peeped out if he was taking any meds for personality disorder, A.D.D or STD's, but I found nothing of the sort.

He got comfortable and with nervous energy I planted myself at the other end of his sofa. Having his shirt on, made me feel as if I wore nothing at all. He said, "Damn girl, I know you ain't shy the way you ran up on me, bring yourself over here". I said, "No, I'm not shy, just didn't want to be all up in your space". He said, "Well I want you near me, besides, it can get a little chilly in here and I could use the body heat. I remember seeing the previews, and the beginning of the movie we were watching. I remember him playing in my hair telling me how good I smell, but it was him that smelt delicious. I remember his hands rubbing that sensitive spot on a women's neck that makes the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her body tingle. Then I remember looking up into those beautiful brown eyes and him licking his lips, all the while I was wishing he would lick mine. Before I could think of a better way for him to utilize his tongue, that's when I felt his soft lips on mine. He was tender at first, and then his kisses became intense and I felt the thickness of his tongue enter my mouth. His kisses were sweet and hypnotizing. It seemed like we kissed for hours, but ten minutes can seem like a long time. When we finally pulled away, I was not only speechless, but breathless. His kisses awakened feelings, none like I ever felt before.