Connecting with a stranger
By: Kazumi Okisu
Fornication
I'm not saying that cheating is right or anything but sometimes you loss yourself in the moment. I know.. I have plenty of times. I can't help it, its my way of coping with everything on the outside. My way of channeling all the anger I have inside.
I didn't do anything wrong, I simple didn't know I was young and optimistic. Too young to know wrong from my actions but old enough to know better.
I was seventeen and he was eighteen years my senior. He was married to his wife Mary. They had daughter. Kira who was thirteen and was going through her goth phase.
They've been married for ten years they had Kira in college. He said he was only twenty two and Mary was only 20. They had a lot of problems around that time, and he said it was hard for them both.
Me and him met at a club on the city side of Atlanta...
"Hey, how are you?" a husky voice whispered in my ear drumming out the music from one ear. I should have shuddered but I couldn't help it I was drunk and turned on.
"I'm fine... just drunk.!" I screamed obnoxiously throwing my hands up accidentally spilling a drink on his shirt.
"Oh shit I'm so sorry!" I yell he just smiled and said that its fine wiping his shirt.
"Um so what's your name?" He ask still wiping down his shirt.
"Courtney. You?" I ask laying my head on the bar.
"Duncan, I would buy you a drink but you've had more than enough." he says talking to the bartender.
"I'm not that drunk I can comprehend, where talking aren't we?" I ask rhetorically.
"Yea, but just because you can comprehend doesn't mean your not drunk." Duncan points out.
I would be lying if I said he wasn't handsome. Because he was, black hair that was cut into a pompadour. His sides where carefully and percussionally done. He had the most vibrant blue eyes I've ever seen. His pale skin made his eyes even brighter.
His lip was in a light smile and he had a clean shave.
"How old are you?" he asks glancing up at me from his drink.
"Old enough." I say to him, he smirked at me.
"So, do you wanna get out of here?" he asks shorting back his drink.
I looked at him in aw his teeth where so white. I nodded my head and in one swift moment I was being lead out the back of the club.
By this point I'm sure your wondering how I got into the club. My fake ID the girl on it was fat and ugly but it got me in.
He forcefully pushed me up against the wall. I didn't feel anything, I was drunk after all. He kissed me lips softly then to my chin and my neck, slowly but attentively watching my reaction as he brushed my inner thigh and squeezed. I made a slight whimper of pleasure.
"I'm going to stop teasing you now, are you ok.?" He says looking into my eyes.
"Yes, how old are you?" I ask.
He let out a breath.
"Thirty five." he pauses " Is that OK?" he asks running his hand through his hair messing it up.
"Yeah why wouldn't it?" I ask he looked up and kisses me hard. Nearly knocking the breath from my lungs.
"Because I'm getting old." he says between kisses
Somehow we eneded up at the Days inn. The sex was fumbled and a little sloppy, but I can also recall it was amazing.
"So um, where did you get home?" My best friend daisy asked.
she was light skinned and had pretty soft brown eyes. I was slightly darker than her and my eyes where black nothing special.
"I went to club Elen last night and met a guy." I say smirking looking at her from the corner of my eyes. Her eyes went wide.
"You slut" she says playfully. "who was he?" she asks sitting on bed throwing her body back.
"Um... I can't remember but he was hot." I say braiding my hair and pulling it into a Ponytail.
"So you remember his face...Right?" she asks sitting back up.
"Of Course!" I say slightly offended. " He had the most beautiful blue eyes I ever seen and a nice smile." I say sighing looking at the hickey on my neck.
"Come on we have to go to Dance practice." I say grabbing my large bag with my supplies.
I could get him out of my head. It was sickening.