AWAKENING (28 page)

Last night she planned to talk with Selange, but her friend Shanda arrived and they sat up late into the night talking. This morning she found Selange outdoors doing yoga and timidly approached, but was interrupted by her son who came at the oddest of hours. Those two weren’t the typical divorced couple. They seemed to get along, very well.

Then, this morning, Selange and her friend traipsed off to the salon and Maria decided, perhaps it’s wise to wait after Allie’s birthday party to speak privately with Selange. Besides, to
night
reinforcement
s
were arriving. Her sister Carmen
was coming with the
children
,
along with
Domingo and his family. She prepared breakfast for the
little ones to give
Anita a reprieve and focused on just being a grandmother
.
Lately, the preoccupation
with the paternity
of the babies
had taken precedence over fun. 

She promised today she would simply enjoy their childhood innocence, it all went by entirely too quickly. She set the table and frowned when Alberti popped in her head. The man was scary. H
e
seemed
surprised that Sophie would be candid with her about Luzo. The woman performed a kind deed, in Maria’s opinion. She was the only one who told her the truth.
She may have even
saved her life and
her unborn child
from
Luzo’s
vindictive wife. Look what the woman was capable of. She was responsible for the death of her brother, all for money. The woman was evil. Yes, she considered Sophie the most honest of the
family
.

She heard the infant’s cries and knew who it was. Angelina. That one only wanted attention. Colicky, no, needy!

                                     ****

Alfonzo sat at his desk, glancing nervously at his watch. Selange was late. They arranged to meet today at his office, have a quickie then go on about their day. Sleeping alone
drove him crazy and every time he went to the house his mother was lurking around like a damn hawk, acting weird, clutching those rosary beads and looking at him
like a crazy woman. He asked her if everything was okay and she nodded, “
Bueno
,
hijo
,
muy
bueno
.”

Well, what’s
muy
bueno
about
going
loco
? He queried. The woman truly needed counseling. He heard a noise outside the door
and sighed, “
Geez, finally.
”

He’d given the
office workers
the day off and told Lou to make sure nobody got off that elevator except Selange. Nobody, he stressed nobody
was
to disturb them.

The door opened and Alfonzo jumped to his feet in relief, “
llegas
tarde
,
que
pasó
?”

Damn, she looked hot. She wore a slip of a dress and strapless high heels that brought the eyes right to those long shapely legs.

She smiled at his boyish
anxiety, “Shanda happened. I had to leave her at the salon and pretend I had to run
an errand
to
check on Allie’s cake.”

Alfonzo crossed the distance and
backed her
against the door, kissing her before she could finish.
A hand
moved hastily
d
own her hips
. His mouth sucked at her lips,
and the other hand held her by the chin to make sure she didn’t escape the firm invasion of his tongue.

Selange was
crush
ed by Alfonzo’s body and heat exuded from his pores, sucking the oxygen from the air. She experienced an almost syncope effect as the blood rushed too fast to her head, or maybe it ran to the many vessels in her feminine apex, the place moistening and pressing at his thighs
like a beggar.

“I don’t know how long I can sneak around like this, babe. Shit’s killing me.”
he moaned in her mouth.

Her breaths were hot, as hot as his hands going
between her thighs. She hadn’t worn panties, she wanted him to know her desire needed immediate satisfaction and Alfonzo answered with his own passion and more. His fingers caressed and entered the moistness, twirling and toying with her and making her climb the door. “
U
mmm
…
they’re
…
your
…
rules. I’m
…doing…
ummm
….oh
hun
…
ummm
.”

He
was rubbing her there, stroking the length of her pubic mound his torso pressing against her and her breasts strained forward, attracted to him and wanting his sensual mouth.

Alfonzo gripped the edge of her girly summer dress and pulled it up, exposing her full nakedness and his desire peaked to an erratic crescendo. She impacted with the door and it shook from the force from his body as it collided with hers, stretching her arms high above her head as he sucked her breasts
. She
thrashed under the heat-filled assault. She inhaled several times, murmuring how good he was making her feel and his arrogant answer between these scorching kisses
were, “
Lo
sé
…lo
sé
.”

H
e held her immobile with a hand pressed to her stomach and went down on her and Selange sucked in the air so hard when his thick long tongue started these wiggly motions touching nerve endings and like a dairy her cream flowed.
There wasn’t
anywhere to escape under the lingual onslaught and she bent forward holding to the massive shoulders whimpering under the oral caress.

Her mouth opened a
t the
glorious sensation
and she gripped him tighter as he
r
inner walls twitched under the erotic wickedness of Alfonzo’s tongue. She was lost in him and the quivering
vibrations throughout her body
were a response
to
his skill. S
he
recognized what she almost lost and thank goodness she got back because damn Alfonzo’s lovemaking is hardcore.
He kissed and licked her
like candy
and she
whined in ecstas
y, a euphoric response to the strong love for her man.

Alfonzo
’s shoulders flexed and he rose, licking her from valley to navel
then scowled when he realized he had yet to undress.

Her mouth
twist
ed in a half smile as he rapidly undressed, hopping out of his pants and she
giggle
d
. “Don’t trip.”

“Nah, that’s you babe. I have no problem with balance.”

Selange
turned around, to face the door and over her shoulder said,
“
You’re m
ak
ing
fun of
me, I guess you want me to leave
.” She teased
a
nd
reached for the door
handle and
poking out her ass to give him a glorious view.

The response he gave was exactly what she intended
. He
gripped her waist and flattened her to the door
and she squealed
. Her arms were spread-eagled and the po
unding
which resounded
wasn’t her seeking to get out, heck no, it was Alfonzo g
etting in.
Selange was crushed against the smooth wood, sliding up and down from the moisture of her body generated by his heat. His hands were on her throat, in her hair and rubbing her down with each primal thrusting
. She smiled, imagining the
metal hinges
melting and the door giving way to send them crashing to the floor. Ah, she missed his body and what he showed her was he missed hers, too.

Pinned between the hard and the firm, one an inanimate object, the other
the
flesh of a man,
made her feel
soft
as cotton
. The dual pleasures and their secret romp
was beyond stimulating, it was
a pleasurable sin.

Alfonzo stroked the length of
Selange’s shapely torso and hips. He kissed her damp shoulders, glorifying in her womanhood, exulting in the way she rolled and clamped him, never wanting to release her, swearing to her he’d never touch another woman as he thrust harder and deeper unconcerned with the racket they made or Lou
out in the hall blushing at their loud mating.

Alfonzo
mov
ed
the damp strands of hair from her neck
with his fingers. He
whisper
ed endearments in Spanish and
she splintered
. Her head leaned back and he lift her higher and burned her through.

What should have been a quickie elapsed into thirty minutes of Selange riding him atop his desk, another twenty minutes of Selange bent over his chair and time halted
altogether as she knelt and worshipped him with her soft moist lips until her cell began to ring.

Shanda
.

They’d forgotten
all about the girl.

                                              
****

Shanda crossed her arms, not buying Selange’s excuse. The girl had gone
M.I.A to
who-knows-where
and
by the looks of her disheveled appearance and that damn smirk on her face, wherever it was had a good big dick!

It wasn’t cool. A four hour
tops
girl time in the salon became six. Shanda had to sit
waiting. Her hair was done
and now she had to sit and wait for
Selange
. See, this
is
the type of crap she didn’t like. If the girl wanted to meet up with somebody to hook-up, all she had to do was say so. Not have her believe they were doing something together when in fact she had ulterior motives. What’s up with Selange, she wondered?

Only somebody who has everything squanders it. Seriously, Selange was tripping. See, when you’re effortlessly pretty, men willing to die for your ass and loaded, you start doing stupid shit, like cheating on a stud of a husband with his friend. That’s some cold hard gangster-ho shit. Even, she wouldn’t have done that.

She hated to go hard on her friend but this chick was losing her mind. It’s like why didn’t you do all this whoring around before you got married?

Heck, that’s what she was doing, getting it all out of her system so when big dad
d
y comes along she’d pour all her loving on his fat dick.

Shanda frowned as Selange was being led to the row of dryers. Look, see, chick just now going under the dryer, another forty-five minutes, Shanda complained then gave up altogether. To hell with it, since everybody
’s
getting some, the first good-looking dude she see
s
, she’s going hard
, really hard.

Selange smiled as Shanda flipped through the outdated hair-style magazines, thinking of Alfonzo and feeling such
warmth
, she swore she came right there.

                                     ****

Alfonzo
couldn’t
sleep. It was his gut, again
.
Yep, it started talking but wasn’t telling him wher
e to look or how to ward off what’s coming. He rolled on his side and gripped the pillow.
Selange was on his mind
. Ah, it was torturous, literally a test of his willpower to
lie
in bed without the feel of her body against his. She’s right,
he
suggested the arrangement.
Estúpido
,
certainly had. He said he didn’t want to give the government any ammunition. His
next
court appearance was
in six
months. He blinked,
Six
months. “Nah…nope…can’t do this shit for
six
months!”