Reclaimed Fate

A night with S

RAYMOND’S POV

I am not supposed to be here, but here I am.

The club in Manhattan was all glass and bass and women who smelled like money. My partner who dragged me down here calls this s**t networking but for me it’s a waste of time.

I stood near the bar, trying to adjust my tie. My partner got two glasses of wine from the bar, handed me one while taking the other.

Twenty more minutes and I’m out of here.

My eyes were fixed on the door and clock, I was doing a countdown to my escape when two women walked in. One was in a long black sexy gown while the other was in a short red gown, I lost attention staring at the lady in the red gown, she looked so cute and was in her early twenties.

I stayed at the bar, watching her every move. She watched her friend dance while smiling, I expected her to join, but she did not. Her friend came over and dragged her to the stage while whispering something in her ears then they giggled. The girl in black danced and asked her friend to dance, she just moved her body in two directions then stopped.

Her friend gave her a glass of drink before letting her go, she went to the back where she had been standing and continued cheering.

Her long hair swayed down while she moved her body gently, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

“Man who are you staring at?” My partner asked.

“No one,” I replied almost cutting him off.

“Yes, you were definitely looking at someone. I see my guy has caught himself a nice fish.”

“I said I’m staring at no one.”

My partner can be annoying at times, always trying to hook me up with one girl or another, setting me on blind dates that never end. Yes, we are business partners but I’ve built a relationship between us in a way that we are close to each other.

“You know I could help you put in some words if you show me this girl.”

“Do you know that you can be really annoying? I said no woman.”

“Okay, fine.” He laughed.

“Just one more glance at her,” I said to myself before turning to look at her then our eyes locked.

I was lost in her beauty for some while, I did not look away I did not smile, I just kept my eyes locked onto hers.

“Finally I’ve seen the girl, she’s not bad.”

“For business's sake!” I turned to Joel.

“I won’t interfere again, but let me give you this advice, get her before someone else does.”

“I’m not interested in her, I just find her skin tone attractive.”

“Alright.”

After a while, I walked out,

“Raymond off to meet her?” Joel asked

“You are nosy.” I laughed.

I walked towards her, carefully taking my steps. She saw me coming but didn’t move, blink, or smile, she seemed not to notice how handsome I am.

“Hey pretty.” I practiced how to speak with her in my head.

“Why aren’t you dancing?” That was the first word that got off my mouth, stupid thing.

She tilted her head towards my direction, “Yes I’m not, do you have any problem with that?”

“Not at all, I’m just asking.”

“Are you asking me to a dance?”

“Yes!” I said in my mind, “No!” Was what fell from my mouth.

“Then why are you here?”

“Finding out what a beauty like you is doing here, you don’t seem to like it here.”

“And you don’t seem comfortable around here either, you look like a man who despises the club.” She said elegantly, not blinking.

For a second nothing came from my mouth, all girls want to have me around them but not her, she talks like I’m not attractive to her.

“What’s the name?” I asked giving her my hand.

“Unknown.” She said pushing my hands aside.

“You don’t like clubs right?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“So why are you here?”

“Came with a business partner.”

“I see.” She replied.

“I’m Raymond.”

“Nice name.”

“Are you in for some drinks?”

“I’ve had a lot already.”

She replied, then her friend approached us;

“I see you’ve found yourself a cute guy.”

“I don’t know him.”

“He, I’m Maya her bestie.” She said bringing forth her hand.

“I’m Raymond.”

“Take care of her.” She said then left us.

“Can we go talk?”

“I want a private place.” She replied.

“I could get you a room so you’d feel comfortable.”

“That’s fine then.”

We left the club to get her a room.

“Still haven’t gotten your name.”

“Call me S.”

We got a room, she ordered strong wine and two glasses.

“Do you have a girl?”

“No, my mom calls me impotent because I’m too focused on work.” We laughed.

We talked while taking drinks, we went down a competition of who quits drinking first. She fell on the bed and pulled me over by my tie.

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m not, a lot is going through my mind and I want to clear it off. If you won’t help I’d look for someone else.”

She tried leaving then I pulled her back, pinning her on the bed while tracing her body with my hands. I kissed her around her body then stopped at her breast, she pulled down my pants grabbing my c**k making me want to eat her up.

I let my hand go between her legs, tracing her panties from her thigh, pulling them down. Her panties were soaked, damn she’s f*****g wet, I let my hands trust in while she begged me to put my c**k.

“f**k! Rayyy!” She moaned my name.

I pulled her up, slowly letting my c**k in and out, then finally in.

Hours later we finished and then she left as if nothing happened.