The Game Of Lust

The Subway incident

Regina's POV

I woke up to the vibrating sound of my phone on the the lamp stool beside my bed, I took the phone to my ear without confirming who the caller might have been.

It seemed a little too early for calls, I wait for her eyes to adjust before sitting up right.

I had an exhausting night, all my effort to push Mathew away amounted to nothing as he would not stop coming to me like a lost puppy. Matt was my boyfriend at a time, the only one I had entirely, I never liked the idea of jumping ships, so I decided to remain on one ship, until it sunk.

I knew he really didn't love me but just couldn't be alone and still I found it difficult to shut him off. We had a such a long history, really good relationship going on, we dated for 4 years he knew more about me than I could comprehend. All was well until I caught him with someone else, I apparently wasn't enough for him so he moved over to my best friend Sharon, I was undeniably heartbroken by his actions which dented my relationship with Sharon, but it wasn't shocking that he chose Sharon, she was after everything I had and my boyfriend wasn't out of the question but still I would let him in everytime he came by and we would have s*x like nothing changed, it was all too much like my brother's love life, and I didn't want to be in his position at anytime in my life but I always find myself knee deep in a complicated love affair of my making.

From a young age I wanted nothing more than to be different from my twin brother Alfred, not that we were identical in any way, but I felt the need to separate myself from our family's lifestyle, I chose a different path for myself despite my mothers many failed attempts to choose a career for me, I wanted to be free from our parents and their incessant comparison so I got a job in a commercial advertising agency as a creative director

My brother Alfred was a successful writer, muscular and fit, he was tall, he probably starred in my every woman's s*x dream, he was that attractive, so I never had my

girlfriends around him, he was bold but never enough to stand up for himself because he had this belief that he couldn't survive on his own terms and needed our parents to push him around.

I answered the call in a lazy tone still unaware of the time.

“ Where the hell are you!?” It was my co worker Paula haze.

“what do you mean?” I rubbed my heavy eyes with the back of my hand, yawning loudly.

“It's 10am you i***t!”

“s**t!.” I jumped out of bed, tripping over the careless clutter of clothes on the floor and head to the shower.

Hastily buttoning up my sage coloured shirt, afterwards I hung my blazer over my shoulder along with my bag and headed for my car in the garage.

I put in the ignition key unfortunately the car would not start, after several tries to start my vehicle, I groaned tiredly, slamming the door on my way out.

I decided it would be faster to take the subway instead, I headed for the transit, at that moment I wished time would slow down, but having a boss like Mr Wade meant it could only get worse, with Paula continually calling my phone, I felt an uncomfortable sensation in my stomach.

Rushing into the station, I headed for the ticket machine.

“Hey Regina it's been a while,” a hand rested on my shoulder.

Startled, I turned to find my friend standing behind me, it was “Vivian.”

An artist, she always looked relaxed in her leaf coloured cargo pants with a colorful sweat shirts, and a backpack hung over on one shoulder.

“Hey how've you been?” I asked, staring at the time on a screen far ahead, I was irredeemably late this time.

“I'm good haven't been seeing you around for a while,” she smiled

“trying to remain employed is not an easy task,” I joked knowing fully well that I may no longer be employed after that day.

“I wanted to show you this project I've been working on.” she said reaching for the large backpack on her shoulder.

Unexpectedly, a man in a greyish track suit came running into her, he snatched the bag and bolted away into the crowd.

Without giving a second thought we both run after him in hot pursuit, I was a lot faster than she was, he took a swift turn at a corner and by the time I catch up,

I lost sight of him, I then noticed a man heading for the door holding a backpack like Vivian's and I rushed to him, while he bent over to tie his shoe I pounced on him and attacked, whacking mercilessly with my hand bag, he ducked blocked my hits with his arm.

“Give it back you bastard!”

“What are you talking about?” he shouted.

I went on till I heard Vivian yelling from a distance “That's not him!”

She ran to my side as security arrived peeling me off this young man.

That was when I realized it was indeed the wrong person I had attacked, this man didn't even have on a track suit but the colours were similar.

He finally lifted his head and his eyes met mine. He was perplexed,

“We are so sorry we mistook you someone else,” Vivian quickly said nudging my shoulder, But I could not find the words to say, I was flustered by the strange man standing before me.

He was tall and well dressed, his compelling gaze made it difficult for me to think, I tried to make up the words to say but I was lost in his gaze. After apologizing again Vivian dragged me away before I could do anything stupid as was written all over my face.

At work, I got into the elevator and applied a little powder to my face using the reflective elevator walls as a mirror, I hastily applied lipstick.

I quietly let myself in but was greeted with the sound of cheering and laughter. The wall had colourful ribbons hanging and there were pieces of confetti on the floor.

Thankfully no one noticed me, I ducked quickly rushing to my cubicle, settling down, the heist left me panting heavily, sweat rolled down my neck and forehead, I had never ran so fast before.

“you're late!” Mr Wade leaned over my cubicle.

“Umm I-I,”I stuttered

“I'd fire you if I weren't retiring today.”

“What!?…retiring? how come? you didn't mention this at all,”

He paused for a minute “My office now.” he turned away and headed for his office.

I carelessly dropped the files in my hands and followed him to his office.

“You're retiring!?” I raved again

“I know I should have told You,” he sat down, I noticed his office was already being cleared out.

“I'm old.. Regina.. I can't do this forever and besides my forever's almost coming to an end.” he snivelled and turned away, he had a sombre appearance about himself, I knew something wasn't right, for a month Mr Wade grew slower and far more patient than we were use to. I felt a cold sensation in my body, it was fear creeping into my thoughts.

“What do you mean?Are you sick?”

I asked but there was no response.

“Tell me...you're not sick?,” I begged as tears gathered beneath my eye lids, still he did not answer my question.

“Your new boss will be here in a few days.”

“You can't be serious,” I snapped, I had worked for him for three years and he wouldn't tell me a thing, he was the managing director of the Wadford commercial advertising agency that had been in the advertisement industry for thirty-five years.

I remained by the door waiting for him to laugh and say it was all a joke but instead he said nothing and left me with my troubling thoughts, I completely baffled and saddened by the news of his retirement.

unsure if I could carry on with a smile with all I had heard. Mr Wade had run this agency for so many years, I never thought he'd give it all up after all the work put in.

He finally stood and approached me,

“I'm gonna go blow the candles on that cake and have a blissful last day in this hell hole.. you should eat something you look..terrifying,” he chuckled and excused himself.

The party was huge, with a very large cake accommodating thirty-five three candles for the thirty-five years he dedicated to the agency. It was a bittersweet feeling as everyone celebrated with him despite their crippling fears.

as we drank and stuffed our faces with cake, my colleague Paula stylishly crept to my side with a dessert plate in hand.

“Did you receive my text?” she asked

leaning towards me, she was a lot taller.

“I saw your text and no... I'm not going on another stupid blind date,”

I scorned,

“ Look I'm I know the last one wasn't so great”

“wasn't so great? He ditched me with the bill after his kid walk in ,”

I forgot to mention the part where his kid joined us on the table, not only that, they both started talking to and ignored me the whole time.

“This guy's good...I actually know him.” she explained

I turned away and marched to my desk, uninterested by her incessant attempts to hook me up with strangers.

In that same year, I'd been on 5 different blind dates all which had ended dreadfully, I was either insulted or ditched.

“Come on.. just this last time Regina,” she said running after me.

“His name's Ryan..he's a teacher.”

I stopped abruptly and faced her,

“A teacher?” I asked eagerly, she smiled at the sudden Change of my tone.

“Yes..he's a teacher... and he's really nice, ” Paula grinned.

“ Why are you just telling me about it today?”

“Cause it's today,” she scoffed.

“Are you Kidding me?.. I can't go out tonight .. I'm not ready for that.”

“Just wear whatever you want its not a fancy restaurant,” she shrugged and strolled away,

“This is the last one Paula .. I'm serious,”

“Trust me ... it's gonna be good .”

After the retirement party, Mr Wade passed by my cubicle with a cardboard box of some of his belongings.

“I think you should have this Regina,”

Mr Wade said, stretching the box over to me.

“Thank You Sir .. but Why?” I asked.

“Cause they're useless to me,” he laughed.

I glanced into the box to find paper work and a bunch of random items inside.

“Goodbye Mr Wade,” I looked up at him and smiled.

“I'm gonna miss those knobby knees of yours”

“They aren't knobby,” I murmured protestingly, Mr Wade widened his mouth into a hearty laugh that echoed as he walked away.

Memories of our time together flashed through my mind, I remembered all the days he teased my outfits and never failed to gift everyone really ugly troll bubble heads to place on our boring desk, we would all miss him dearly.

There was so much to eat and with so much to drink.

I found myself heading home at the end of the day in a drunken state. I could hardly fit my key into the lock, my fingers were unsteady and so were my legs,

“Oh come on!” I yelled when suddenly a hand held on to mine, assisting my pathetic attempt to unlock the door. When I turned around it was Matt standing behind in a Maroon colored T-shirt. I wasn't sure if he was the last person I wanted to see but I knew I wasn't thrilled to see him. He had that annoying grin on his face, a smug looking, egocentric man he was,

He lead me into my apartment and carefully into the bedroom.

“I can do it myself,” I shrugged his hand away as he reached for my buttons.

“Why are you here anyways?” I asked.

“I missed you,” he said but was not certain of himself, he slid his hands around my waist, taking off my shirt.

He pulled down my skirt and my bra tossing it on the floor. His lips found my n*****s , he held it up to his tongue and sucked on it slowly.

We gradually backed up to the bed and I laid down, his head was already buried in my p***y, he opened my thighs wider, licking my folds. Ravishing it like a sweet fruit.

He pulled me closer and reached for my breast. I could feel the wetness of his tongue as he dug in deeper at my folds. For the first time I couldn't

Bring myself to enjoy the moment as the thought of that young man invaded my entire body, I could only see him, his cherry lips and his messy curls with the low fade I badly wanted to touch, his scent of a gentleman.

I had never felt that way over any man before, I wanted to see him again even if it meant going to be train station everyday, then I recalled that I had also assaulted this man and I was overwhelmed with embarrassment again,

“I should have said something”

“said what?” matt asked

I realized that I was thinking out loud,

“I took the subway today” I said

He took his head from between my legs with a smile on his face.

“why what happened to your car? ”

I didn't want to tell him about my car cause then he'll try to fix it and fix something else then casually move in again.

“Nothing, I just wanted to try something new.”

He shoke his head and continued to kiss my folds. It didn't feel the same, in fact I couldn't feel anything.

“I saw Sharon on my way home. Did you guys have a fight?” I asked, and he stopped again.

“we don't need to talk about that now,”

“so you did have a fight”

“No we didn't, she was out buying stuff.,”

“Why what's going on?.”

“We are getting married in a few months,” he sat up but wouldn't look me in the eye.

“you're getting married?,” I spouted angrily,“are you f*****g kidding me?”

“Come on… I wanted to tell you,”

He reached out to touch my shoulder, I shoved him away and got off the bed.

“Are you seriously mad at me we're not together anymore.”

I snatched a silk night robe and wrapped it around my naked body.

“you're right, it's not like we're together anymore ”I turned to him “but why they hell do you keep coming to me?”

“ probably the same reason you still let me come around,” he continued “cause I love you Regina”

I furiously threw his clothes at him and walked out, he ran after me.

“Regina..wait Regina!”

“what?”

“Come on,”

“get out I have a date tomorrow”

I unlocked the door

“You have a date?” he repeated doubtfully.

“I don't want you here anymore ”

He stared at me, completely unshaken by my words, he laughed.

“Get out! ” I yelled pushing him out, I slammed the door, an overwhelming feeling humiliation, he knew just how to make a fool of me.