I am going to choose three pictures and I would like for my readers to pick one from those three. The picture that receives the most votes will become the cover for "Love Theories". I cannot wait to see what you choose based on the book. Now for the piece of resistance, "Love Theories"
Twisted
Pampering and spoiling, these things are long forgotten in my world. I have no real man that can satisfy a woman like me. You see the type of woman I am needs a man that can handle my insatiable appetite for sex. Call me a freak if you must; but I just have to have it; morning, noon and night! Now the average men that I've dealt with can only last about fifteen minutes on average. I know, sad isn't it? Myself, I have been known to hold my own for a whole entire evening until the next day. Go figure.
Here I am a twenty nine year old female nymphomaniac. To others it seems that I should be plain, simple, sweet and demure. But alas, that is not me. Oh, if only I could run into someone that can satisfy my every need.
* * * *
“Royal, please come to my office!”
“Right away Mrs. Alexander”
I rose from my tiny cubicle. It seems that my whole mundane existence revolves around this hellhole. Every day, if I don’t have to run to carry her some coffee, I am fetching her some shit from a near by strip mall. Did I really spend four years at a good college just to be reduced to this? I thought that by taking this job I would climb the corporate ladder, but instead I am barely scraping the bottom of the barrel.
My job wouldn’t disgust me so if I had a wonderful man to come home to and help me unwind. Why is it that in lower east Manhattan, New York; the place of the big time spenders, I am getting thrown meager crumbs. What the fuck is going on that a very attractive African American woman like me can’t even latch onto a captain save a hoe?
“Royal, where are you?” Mrs. Alexander screeched.
“I am right here.” I said rushing through her office door completely out of breath.
“Where were you? Could you not here me calling?” She said with her eyes lowered giving me a grimace look.
“I'm very sorry Mrs. Alexander. You see, I was in the middle of something with another executive.” I lied trying to see if she would take this bone and run with it.
“No excuses. What if what I needed you for meant life or death to this company? Now that you are here, I need you to do me a small favor.” She said reaching over onto her desk and grabbing her purse.
“Yes. What can I do for you?” I replied trying not to grit my teeth.
“I need you to run out and grab me a mocha latte, with extra cream. Also while you’re out can you make a quick run by Linden’s Cleaners? I have some items that need picking up.” She said dryly as she passed me a hundred dollar bill.
“Yes Mrs. Alexander. Is that all for you?” I said wishing I could just punch her in the jaw.
“No. That was all I needed. Oh and Royal…. please bring me back my change. You know I can always tell.” She replied leaning back in her office chair and tapping her long disgusting nails on her desk.
“Whatever.” I whispered to myself as I took the money from her.
“What was that Royal? She said rising slightly from her seat.
“Oh... it was nothing.” I said as I quickly left her office.
I knew that if I’d stayed there a minute longer and truly given her a piece of my mind I would be out of a job. On several occasions I’ve wanted to quit so badly, but I need the money to pay my bills. I mean don’t get me wrong the pay is pretty good. I earn nine hundred dollars commission once every two weeks, plus not to mention the company perks; which include a company car and paid vacations. I would call this my dream job, if it weren’t for that damn Mrs. Alexander, or Michelle as the rest of the office likes to call her behind her snooty back. She treats me and the rest of the minorities here like shit. One of these days I have a feeling that she is going to get ousted right out of here on her little uppity ass.
On my way out to my car I noticed that the gate was closed and no one could exit. “What the hell am I going to do if I’m late bringing her back her stuff?” I decided to drive my car up closer to the gate but it still did not open. So as a last resort I began to pound away at my horn impatiently.
“Ain’t any need for you to act like your losing your mind!” The guard inside the parking booth shouted.
“Just let me out of here!”
“Look lady, I’m just doing my job. You’re going to have to take your car around the back way. This front exit is closed.”
“Well excuse me. No one sent me a memo.” I said putting my vehicle in reverse.
“Look, maybe when you come back this will be open.” He said with a smirk.
As I pulled off I stared back at him in my rearview mirror, to see him smiling.
“If I wasn’t in such a foul mood I could have flirted with him. Hell, who knows with my charm, and my forty-two inch hips I could’ve had a buddy for tonight.”
* * * *
Since I was running a little bit late I was so glad that there was a coffee shop not that far from the office. As I pulled into the parking lot I began to worry. I didn’t want to mess up Michelle’s order because she can be such a bitch if you do. I decided drove through the drive thru and make my purchase, one Mocha Latte with extra cream just like she requested. After the very speedy and friendly service at the coffee shop I was now off to the cleaners to pick up her clothes. When I pulled into the parking lot of the cleaners there was a huge truck blocking the entrance. It was so filthy and there were lots of worn out lounge chairs stacked in the back.
“Damn, who is the owner of this thing?” I shrieked as I got out of my candy apple red Monticarlo and proceeded to set the alarm.
As I sashayed into the shop, I noticed a very tall and muscular, dusty gentleman standing in line to pick up his clothing. His body reeked with the scent of motor oil and sweat. If that wasn’t bad enough, he had the nerve to have on a dress shirt with blue jeans that had grass stains on them. I tried not to let the man notice me staring but it was too late, I was caught.
“Is there something wrong?” He asked looking me over in return from head to toe.
“No. There is nothing wrong. I just need to grab my things and run.” I stammered.
I have never been one to stutter when a man spoke to me before. My motto has always been, “Be upfront and direct.” I never let them think they have the upper hand. I just don’t know what came over me. This was so unlike me.
“You need to not stare at people like that. It is very unattractive.” He replied as the shop owner passed him his items.
“Excuse me? Who are you to tell me who I can and can not look at?” I said placing my hands on my hips and smacking my lips.
“Typical.” He said as he brushed past me, heading out of the cleaners.
“Typical! What the hell do you mean by that?” I asked storming after him.
“See… that’s what I mean.” He yelled tossing his clothing on the front seat of his dusty truck that just turned out to be a F250. “Women like you, who have the fake hair down to ya big fat assess thinking that a business man, like me would give a damn about your tired gold digging shit!”
“Gold digging, who the fuck are you calling a gold digger, I have you know that I could buy and sell your dusty, musty ass.” I said preparing to snatch my diamond earrings from my ears.
“See, ready to fight out in public, you hoes have no class.” He said walking around to get into his truck.
“Why the hell are you talking so much shit to me? I just walked into this place and there you go, calling me all kind of names. Your ass is the tired one!” I said following him as he opened the truck door.
“You were the one staring at me from behind. I know you were scoffing, thinking that you have me all figured out. Here I am, with the dirty clothes on and now you see my ride is filthy. Yes, you have me all figured out.” He climbed inside his truck and slammed the door.
“Look, whatever your name is. I didn’t mean to offend you, but if I’d walked into the place looking filthy from head to toe you would have said something directly to my face, not just keep it to yourself.” I said leaning into his window. To my amazement the interior of his truck smelled brand spanking new.
“Please get off of my car!” He yelled as he pulled off almost running over me.
I stood there as his truck left behind wafts of dust that made me gasp for air. This man had cursed me out for no apparent reason. Ok, so when I first looked at him I thought he was dirty. But, I did not utter one word to him. I swear some men are mental cases. I ran back into the cleaners and passed my ticket to the cashier, who in return told me that the one silk blouse needed to stay a little longer. I wanted to cry. I had to get into an insane confrontation with a total stranger, and for what, just to go on a dead ass mission?
* * * *
Back at work I sluggishly headed into Michelle’s office. I knew what was about to happen. The bitch was going to chew my head off.
“I’m back, Mrs. Alexander.” I said creeping through the door.
“Good. I need my caffeine fix.” She yelped hopping out of her chair and snatching the latte from my hands. “I have great news for you Royal!”
“Good news for me?” I said wondering what in the world did she have up her sleeve. Could it be that promotion I have been praying for?
“There is a new gentleman here today by the name of Saxton Brooks. He is a transfer from our other office in Texas. He is no rookie I might add. He is said to be one of their leading men over in advertising.
“Alright…” I said a slight bit confused.
“This is where you come in. I need the two of you to partner up and work on a slogan for a young woman by the name of Trinity Ware. She is the owner of Sensual Soul, a company with custom-made lingerie. You all are going to be coming up with something for her new line of silk and lace thongs.” Mrs. Alexander squealed. She seemed so thrilled. I had never seen her act so nice to me before. It was rather creepy.
“Are you sure you want me to work with this man? Don’t you think that one of the other employees would be better for this, how about Megan?” I said thinking that maybe she would pull the old race card.
“Oh no, I only have you in mind” She said tapping me slightly on the shoulder.
Just as she finished showing me her unusual signs of appreciation a man entered the room in an all black suit with dark glasses.
“Why here he is now Royal.” She said walking over to greet the man.
I was not really interested to see whom this person was that she was pairing me up with. I could have handled this perfectly well by myself with Ms. Ware. I guess I might as well make a good impression. I thought as I turned to greet my potential business partner.
I began to slowly walk over to Michelle’s side to shake hands with the man I was going to be spending a lot of time with. He still had his glasses on when I extended my hand to make his acquaintance. He stood staring for a minute then reluctantly reached out and shook my hand as if it were covered in dog shit. I tried to get a look at his face behind the glasses. The more I gazed, the more that he began to look vaguely familiar.
“Have we met somewhere before?” I asked as he finally removed his glasses.
“Well…this is a pleasant surprise.” He said sarcastically.
Low and behold in front of my eyes stood my enemy, the punk from the cleaners. I couldn’t’ believe it, of all the people in this world, he has to be the one I am going to be working with.
“Is there something the matter?” Mrs. Alexander asked when she saw that I could barely catch my breath.
“No… everything is fine, just fine.” I shook his hand. He squeezed mine so hard I thought I was going to loose all circulation in it.
“Good! Good!” She said patting us both on the back. “Mister Saxton Brooks this is Royal MerrieWeather, she will be your partner on this project. I need the two of you to work very hard on this assignment. Mrs. Ware is a respected client and it would really displease me to hear if she is not satisfied.” She said walking back over to her desk.
“You don’t have to worry about anything Mrs. Alexander, I have this under control.
“Don’t you mean, we…” He said hunching me in the side rather sharply. ”We, have this under control Michelle.”
This under handed bitch! He has the nerve to get transferred to my company, and now he wants to suck up to my boss. I couldn’t take it.
“Yes. Everything is going to run smoothly.” I said taking my leave.
“Royal! Aren’t you forgetting something?” Mrs. Alexander said folding her arms and looking rather like her usual self.
“No, I don’t think so.” I said inching closer to the exit. I wanted nothing more than to get the hell away from this man.
“Um...my clothing and my change from the cleaners, where are they?”
“The man at the cleaners said that the blouse needed a little more time.” I said slamming the change on her desk. I walked over to the door and placed my hand firmly on the doorknob.
“Well Royal, don’t you think you need to go right back up there and get it?”
“No I don’t! I didn’t graduate from college to be a slave to a snotty flat chested, no ass having, trying to make me feel two inches tall, bitch!”
“Royal! Answer me. Don’t you think you should?” She said sticking her neck out like a deranged ostrich.
“I suppose so.” I said breaking out of my thoughts of cursing her out.
“Good, see that you do.”
* * * *
Seated back at my tiny cubicle I laid my head on my desk; closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. I was so tired. I just wanted to go home and relax in a nice soothing bubble bath.
The clock on the wall kept ticking away. Each tick was about to drive me crazy. I opened my eyes to see the time was a mere twelve thirty. Another whole hour to go up in this boring place was surely going to make me loose my mind.
“I can’t take this.” I thought as I began tapping my nails on my desk. “I know what; I will get some ice cold water from the break room.”
As I was about to enter the break room for my water, I could hear a lot of commotion inside. It sounded like a lot of heavy breathing and panting. I cracked the door slightly to take a peak. There on the inside of the room was Michelle sprawled over the table with her skirt raised. Behind her going to town like a mad dog in heat was an unrecognizable man. I could not make out who he was because all that he had on were his boxers and his dress socks and shoes.
Surely if the top executives heard of this she would lose her job. I wanted to squeal so badly, but not right away. I needed to use this to my advantage so I quietly closed the door back so I would go unnoticed.
I wonder who the guy is that is giving her that hell of a workout. That is when it hit me. “The guy has black curly hair. Saxton has black curly hair. I think I have my culprit!
As I began to walk back to my desk the door swung open to the break room. And out walked Mrs. Alexander, with her blond hair looking rather disheveled. Then just like I’d suspected Saxton Brooks came stumbling out behind her minutes later.
“That whore. That is probably the reason why he got this transfer, and to think… he has the nerve to judge, me!”
I knelt down beside my cubicle and peered out from behind to see Saxton follow Michelle into her office, closing the door behind them.
“What is this round two?” I continued to think to myself as I tried to ignore it, but the thought of the two of them getting it on in her office was too much for me to resist. I got up from the floor and headed for her office.
Once there I began to pound on the door, but there was no answer, so I knocked even harder.
“Is there a problem?” An outraged Saxton asked as he flung open the door tugging at his zipper.
“No, I just wanted to bring to your attention that it is almost time to go home.” I said hoping that my fast reply would throw him off.
“Saxton, who is it at the door?” Mrs. Alexander questioned.
“It’s Royal. Apparently she is here to inform us of the time.” Saxton chuckled.
“Royal? I haven’t sent for her. Tell her to take her leave, and that she is to report here bright and early tomorrow to get started on your slogan.”
“You heard Michelle, take your sloppy ass on home.” He whispered to me.
“You’re busy gold digging I see?” I replied as I walked away looking back to make sure he knew I had his number.
Nervously Saxton grabbed his briefcase from Michelle’s desk and ran out to me in the hallway. I could tell from his expression that he knew I had the goods on him.
“What are you insinuating?” He said winded.
“Insinuating... now whatever gave you that idea?” I said steadily heading towards the exit.
“I want you to tell me what you know?” He said grabbing me by my wrist.
“Let go of me. I will scream out so fucking loud that it will burst your eardrums. Now…. let... me… go!” I cried snatching away from his grasp.
“Oh yeah, you saw something. It’s written all over your face”
“All I can say is that I never mix business with pleasure.” I snarled. “Oh, I’m sorry you wouldn’t know anything about that, since you are so busy sleeping your way to the top.” I said rolling my eyes at him and proceeding out the door.
I was half way to my car when Saxton began to holler out obscenities. I just can’t understand why this man has it in for me in the first place, but I just continued to climb inside my car to go home. I turned the music on and began to zone out when I heard pounding on my window. It was Saxton, and he looked extremely pissed. Apparently the conversation we had was not over to him.
“Roll down the window right now!” He shouted. “I am not finished with you yet.”
“There is nothing more for me to say to you. Now get the hell away from me!” I screamed as I started my car.
“I’m not letting you leave this parking lot!” He said attempting to open my car door.
“Man, are you insane? I don’t have anything to tell you!”
“Look, just tell me what you know and I will never bother you again.”
I quickly placed my car in park to hear the mighty tempting offer. I wanted to go for it but I knew coming from him that shit meant nothing. I rolled my window down slowly to try and negotiate with the psycho.
“Now that I have your attention, I would like for you to tell me what it is you know?” He said sounding rather sweet and innocent.
“Come off of that humble shit Saxton. I know that you hate my ass. You just want to kiss it now that you know I have the goods on you.”
“Goods, you have goods on me?” He leaned into my window pretending to be coy. “Why whatever do you mean? I simply just want to make peace with you.”
“Peace? Now I know you’re crazy. Look I don’t know shit and I haven’t seen shit.” I said trying to push him away. “You are such a phony you know that. I can see that you are willing do to anything to get what you want.”
“Here it is! Now we are getting somewhere.” He said rising up and rubbing his hands together. “You know something, I know you do, and I am giving you till the count of three to tell me what the fuck it is! One…Two…”
I can’t believe this punk thinks I am going to fold so easily. I decided to get out of my car and tell him to his face where to get off.
“Saxton, your ass is pathetic. I knew the minute I met you I had you pegged.”
“You had me pegged? Oh no sweetheart, it is I that has you pegged!” He said rushing up to me and grabbing me around the waist. “I can see what your problem is; you need a man to fuck you.”
“You are insane! I hate your stupid ass.” I said trying to pry myself free from his strong grip.
“You don’t hate me. You hate what you think you know about me.” He replied staring deeply into my eyes. “Tell me the truth; you saw Michelle and I didn’t you?”
“Whatever! You are not going to flip the script on me like this Saxton.” I cried trying to make him loosen his hold on me. “If I knew something about you, that could destroy you, why would I tell you?”
“See that just confirms it. You know something, and you are not leaving here until you tell me what it is!” Saxton exclaimed.
“Fine, I will tell you, just let go of me!” I shouted as he released me and pushed me away from him laughing. “I saw you, alright. In the lounge I saw the two of you. I guess you have no shame fucking the boss to get ahead.”
“Why you little interfering bitch, I take it that you get your rocks off by spying?” He said unbuttoning his suit coat. “Are you that lonely that you have to become a voyeur?”
“Fuck you Saxton, go to hell!” I said slapping him across the face.
“That’s it. Let it all out! I know you been have waiting you get your hands on me since we met.” He said chuckling.
“You’re a twisted pervert. I hope you get your ass thrown out of here!” I replied heading back towards my car.
“Where are you going? The party’s just getting started!” Saxton said removing his coat completely and flinging it to the ground. “Come Royal, you don’t have to leave so soon.”
I wanted to ignore his taunting, but for some reason I just couldn’t fight it. I walked back over to Saxton and placed my hands on his face.
“Do you really think you could do to me what you did to her in that break room?” “Please, I’ve seen your type before. All talk and no real action. Hell, with me you couldn’t even last a minute.”
“You want to test that theory?” Saxton said as he began to unbutton his dress shirt revealing his sexy, tight ripped chest and abs.
“I know you are crazy now. Why are you getting naked out in this parking lot?” I said blushing from the sight of his magnificent stomach.
This man had to have not an ounce of fat on his body. Everything seemed to be nothing but pure muscle. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.
“I knew you would see something you like, now about this challenge.”
“Challenge, what are you talking about?” I said beginning to drool over his abs.
“You said that I don’t look like I could last a minute. Give me a chance to prove that I can go round for round with you.” He began to loosen his belt.
“That is never going to happen, especially not out here, in front of the office building.”
“So, let’s get in my truck and drive off somewhere. It can give you a chance to work off some of that anger you have towards me.”
“What do you take me for, some kind of whore? There is no way, no matter how sexy you are, am I going to just give up the ass to you!”
“You will.” Saxton said inching closer to me. He was so close I could feel his breath on my face. He leaned into my ear and whispered. “One day you are going to be begging me to tap that ass.” He replied smacking me hard on the booty.
“I‘m getting out of here….”
I ran back to my car and jumped inside leaving Saxton in the middle of the parking lot almost naked. As I drove home the wicked, nasty thought filled my head. Could Saxton go toe to toe with me in the bedroom? I had to admit that I was tempted to find out. His arrogance was becoming a real turn on.
Maybe that is the kind of man I need. Not some wimp, but a man that can handle me, and put me in my place.
* * * *
As I entered my home I tossed my purse on the counter and placed my cell phone on the charger. I needed to take a quick shower so I proceeded up stairs to get undressed. Once I was naked I climbed in the shower and began to relax and unwind in the steaming water. Every inch of my body felt warn, and tired so I just knew that I was going to sleep like a baby tonight. When I was finished with my shower I went into my room and got dressed in a sexy little white tank top with the matching white female boxers.
“I wonder what’s on the TV tonight.” I said to myself as I lay across my comfortable queen size bed.
Just when I thought I was going to have a nice, quite evening alone someone began to ring my doorbell. Who could it be at this hour? I quickly jumped out of the bed and grabbed my red kimono style robe and headed for the door.
When I tip toed to peer out of my peephole but there was no one there. “I guess it is just some kids playing around?” So I turned and headed towards my kitchen to prepare some popcorn.
While I opened my cabinet to grab the popcorn, the bell rang once more. “That’s it, whoever this is I’m going to cuss them out. It’s eleven at night.” I rushed over to the door and flung it open.
As I looked out my front door I could see a man standing out underneath the streetlight. It was Saxton. He looked at me as if he was going to rip me apart. I’ve never been afraid of any man, and I was not about to let Saxton be the first.
“Saxton, how did you find my house?” I shrieked as he continued to stand there lighting up a cigar.
“Are you going to let me in Royal?” He said exhaling a puff of smoke. ”We need to talk.”
“No fucking way! You show up to my shit and expect me to let you in? Are you out of your mind?” I began to close the door when Saxton yelled out,
“I’m here to challenge you!”
I opened the door back up slowly. “What did you say?”
“I said I want to challenge you.”
I walked out onto my front porch as Saxton headed my way. I stood there as his skinned glowed under the moonlight. This man had it in his mind that we were going to have sex right here in my house. I know I need some dick really bad, but I was not about to sleep with him.
“Please just leave or I will…”
“Or you will what?” He said finally standing in front of me. His mere presence filled me with lust and anger. I hated this man with a passion, but at the same time I was so drawn to him.
“I will call the police.” I said lying through my teeth.
“Really…” He said as he reached out to caress my face. “So you don’t want me to come in and satisfy you like I did Michelle earlier?” Saxton questioned me licking his lips.
“N-n-no… I stuttered. “I w--want you to leave here now!” I said looking at the ground.
“Look me in my eyes and tell me you don’t hate me so badly that you want to fuck my brains out, because I feel that way about you.”
I couldn’t open my mouth as he ran his fingers through my hair. I shuttered from his touch. It felt eerie, but it turned me on at the same time. It was like I was forcing myself not to enjoy it. I moved back slowly as he followed me inside my house. As he made his way inside I did not for one minute think about what was going on. Suddenly Saxton hoisted me up on his shoulders and I just allowed it to happen. I wanted to kick his ass, but I needed this so damn bad I didn’t care. He walked with me back towards my bedroom like he had been in my house before. I closed my eyes as he laid my body down onto my bed.
“I have you now you little bitch!” He said ripping my robe from my body.
“What the hell do you think your doing? And did you just call me a bitch?” I said standing to my feet in just my tank top and boxers.
“Yes, that’s what I like. Get angry with me!” He said walking up to me and licking me on my lips. “You know its better when you’re mad.”
“You’re insane!” I said smacking him across the face.
“Yeah, that’s that angry shit I love!” Saxton then took off his white silk dress shirt. “Look me in my eyes and tell me this shit between us, doesn’t get you hot?”
Hot? I thought. Then I noticed the tingling sensation that was rushing through my veins. It wasn’t just pure hate that I felt, I was horny for this man. I wanted to work off all my frustrations on him in the bedroom. Just then I reached out and grabbed him around the neck. I wanted to choke the life out of him, but instead I forcefully stuck my tongue into his mouth.
“Damn Royal!” Saxton cried pulling away from me and wiping his mouth. “You’re a nasty ass freak! What else can you do with that tongue?”
“Let me show you.” I said as I dropped to my knees.
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Well that was a brief portion of "Love Theories" In my next post I will be posting the pictures to choose from. Please feel free to rate or comment.
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