I pulled up to the curb and put the car in park. I wasn't sure which direction he would be coming from so I kept my eyes on all angles. I re applied my lip gloss and waited. I must of had fifty conversations with myself trying to decide what to say or what to do when I saw him. Would we kiss? hug or just smile and do the whats up nod. We had not seen each other in years. I wondered what his situation was now. Just as I pondered the possibilities I felt him approaching. I tried hard to contain my excitement but it was written all over my face and it didnt come off even after he leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. The scent of his cologne had me mesmerized. I instantly thought back to our first date so many years ago. We went to a movie in the village. At the time I was living in the Bronx . There was no mistake about it, I was still in love with this man.
" Hello beautiful" he said as he stood legs apart arms crossed against his chest. I read once in a woman's magazine that a man stands that way when he wants your full attention . I was hoping that was true because he had my undivided attention.
"Hey Handsome" I responded and smiled back. It was like no time had passed at all.
He drew me close and engulfed me in his arms. my heart was pounding in my chest like an African drum. My palms were sweaty and on the inside I was smiling from ear to ear. It had been four years that I searched for him and finally, somehow by pure fate, the love of my life was sent back to me.
We spoke briefly about eachothers current statuses in life. I explained that I was at the same job but in a different department. I was now the portfolio director for new accounts. I had since moved to North Jersey.
"So, where are you calling home these days?" I asked. "I'm calling Harlem home right now" he replied. I was living in Yonkers but the commute was a bit much with me working in Manhattan so I decided to sublet an apt in Harlem."
"Wow, I can't believe you are standing right here before my eyes" I confessed. He looked the same as I remembered and often dreamt about. Those piercing eyes and those lips. I could always tell his mood just by the look in his eyes. When he wasn't convinced about something his eyes would dart away from mine in short quick motions, but when he was feeling what I was saying his eyes pierced my soul. I wanted tell him how much I missed him and loved him but I still hadn't asked about his situation. He didn't have on a ring but I didn't want to assume anything.
At the very same moment we blurted out "do you have any more kids" then we both laughed. Fortunately, neither of us had any more. My son was now nine and his daughter just two years his senior.
The chemistry between us was so strong, he could of told me he had four more kids and I still would have had to control my urges not to kiss him. Next came the question that I was afraid to hear the answer to because it determined how I would proceed. I was already proceeding with caution but his situation at home would definately make up my mind on how far I wanted to go. I took a deep breathe and asked "How's your wife?"
"I'm single now, babe." he said. and smiled that you know that means smile. "Oh, really " I said. "Yeah, you know how it was. I was never around much and doing my own thing anyway. So I figured it was time to move on, and now we are both happier. I take the kids every other weekend and it works…. for us anyway."
My heart was still beating away double time in my chest. I needed to tell him that I was engaged to be married. My wedding was just six short months away. I thought that I would never see him again, so when my boyfriend of two years popped the question, I said yes. He treated my daughter as if she were his own. We lived in a nice house and were stable so I thought it was the best thing to do. I loved my husband to be for what he was and all he did but deep in my heart and in the back of mind, I kept a place open for this man standing before my eyes right now.
Time for me was standing still but I knew it was time for me to go. I didn’t want to but I had to. "It was good seeing you again" I said aloud but in my head I was saying don't ever disappear on me again. He replied matter of factly " this won't be the last time you see me and it wasn't.
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The windows were starting to fog up and we were only making out. My tongue danced with his. I opened my eyes every so often to make sure what was happening was real. I hadn't felt this kind of intensity from kissing in such a long time. He slowly unbuttoned my shirt, exposing some of my breast. He then in one quick motion took it into his mouth. He teased my nipple until I began to feel it between my legs. I began caressing his manhood through his pants and I smiled as it began to grow. It took no time at all. I could tell that he wanted me. His body was calling me and I wanted to answer but first I needed to see if he was as sweet as I remembered. I teased at first. I licked it from the shaft to the tip, then around the head first slow then fast. I wanted him to feel the warm wetness from my mouth. I deep throated it a couple of times while I jerked it up and down. He called out my name and my juices started flowing even more. He was indeed sweet. He moaned and groaned letting me know that he missed my lips. I wanted him to think of me even when I wasn't around. I wanted him to yearn for me .
"Oh My God”, this is heaven, don't stop" is all I heard.
I was so turned on by this point. I had totally forgot where we were. When I came up for air, he took my face in his hands and kissed me long and hard.
He then whispered to me " I need you now."
I took off my panties while he began to unzip his pants. He climbed into the back seat of his truck and took his clothes completely off. His manhood stood erect and ready for me. I followed suit and climbed over the armrest right unto his lap. I slid easily onto him because I was beyond moist and proceeded to ride.
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He even took me to meet his mom once. She had fallen ill and was in the hospital not to far from where I worked. I was anxious to see how he would introduce me it at all. We walked side by side to the hospital. Once inside I suggested we stop in the gift shop to purchase some flowers. He told me to pick out my favorite which were tulips. I picked out a pretty bunch. Some of the bulbs were closed and some were slightly open.. I asked one of the nurses at the nurse station for an empty vase and she was happy to oblige. I went into the ladies room to fill it with water and take a quick look in the mirror. I wanted to make sure I looked presentable. I touched up my lip gloss and combed my hair into place.
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Wesleys' mom was a petite woman and very pretty. She stood about 5 feet 4, 130 lbs. She had long wavy grey streked hair and deep set dimples that you couldnt take your eyes off of.. She had an IV in her arm but that didnt stop her from her knitting away.
"Whats that you're working on" said Wesley.
"Oh, just a little something to keep me sane while Im laid up in this hospital" she replied. I cant wait to get up outta this place. I want to be in my own bed with my own covers and my own pillow. The best about this place is the food.
"Can we get you anything?" I chimed in.
"Oh Mom, Wesley said as he motioned towards me, I'd like you to meet Krysta."
"Hi, dear, its a pleasure to meet you". she said.
"Boy, you didn’t tell me you were bringing company, I would've put on my jogging suit.
"Mom, please you look fine”.
"Would you like some tea or something? while we're here.
""No, baby I just had some OJ with my lunch about 20 minutes ago. The food isn’t so bad, in fact I like it alot especially the applesauce.
She smiled and I saw where Wesley got his smile from. He looked like his Mama. Same complexion as a peach Snapple Ice tea. He inherirted one of her dimples on his left cheek.
I excused myself from the room to allow them some personal time to talk. I also need to call Terrell. I hadn't spoken to him all day. I decided to go down to the lobby to call him, there were signs everywhere that reminded me that cell phones were prohibited. I didn’t want to be the cause of someone's heart machine malfunctioning.
"Hi Honey" I said into the phone
"Is this an emergency" a rather frantic sounding voice responed.
"Well, actually no, I just wanted to….."
" Let me call you then" the voice interrupted me mid sentence.
"Ok" I said just as I heard a click in my ear.
I sighed to myself and walked back to the elevators. I pressed the up button and leaned against the wall to wait. Images of Wesley and I came fluttering into my mind. Like the last time we made love, it was magical. It felt like we were the perfect match. I could hear his body talking to mines without a word being uttered. His kisses said I miss you, while his hands said I want you. His tempo said I love you. We were on borrowed time but he was slow and steady. "you like those longstrokes, dont you?" he asked.
"yes baby" I replied.
"Take it" I chanted because it felt so good.
The ding of the elevator, brought me back to reality. I shuffled in as a crowd of people exited out. Just as the doors where about to close I heard my name. "Krysta?, is that you a voice called out. My eyes darted from left to right to see who it was. The voice didn't sound familiar but someone had definitely called my name. That's when I recognized one of Terell's former co- worker, Tim.
I had only seen Tim a few times at Terell's office and the last time at the office Christmas party. I recall him hitting on me after way too many shots. He got really wasted and aggressively flirtaeous. In the midst of the celebration he forgot where he was I guess and proceeded to give me a lap dance. All eyes averted towards us as he girated in my face. I sat in awe for a few second and within a minute Terell was on him like white on rice. Before I could react, they were in an all out brawl. Two other co-workers had to pull Terell off of Eric. He was escorted out of the building and shortly thereafter left the company. I couldn't believe that he even remembered what I looked like, however Terell did keep pictures of me all his office, so I wasn't too surprised.
Tim had average looks, was about 5"10 and a bit heavier than I remembered him from that night many years ago. "Hi, Krysta, I thought that was you" he said with a surprised expression on his face and his hand holding the elevator door open. "Hey", I said as I leaned forward and pressed the door close button. He removed his hand from the door and they began to close when I saw his brown hand wave vertical between them. The doors re-opened and he stepped back into the now desolate elevator. "How ya been?, How's Terell? Ya'll still together?" he bombarded me with questions like we were old friends. I was annoyed after that first question but I answered anyway. Short and to the point I said fine,fine and yes.
He proceeded update me on his life and I continued to look up at the floor indicator. He didn't seem to mind my disinterest and kept talking. Somewhere between him telling me about his going back to school and his new job, the bell for my floor dinged and I jumped off the elevator. I didnt even say good bye.
When walked back into Wesley's mother's room they were praying. They held hands with their heads bowed
and his mom was reciting a scripture. I stood there in the doorway silent and closed my eyes too. When I heard
her stop praying I opened my eyes and they were both staring at me. "Take good care of my boy" she said. I
wasn’t sure just how much Wesley had told her about me but I felt warm from her words. " I will, I said to her. “I
promise”.
