Hypnotic Magnetic Seduction

by Yolanda Dumas

  Lena turns to walk away to calm down, but Fahim grabs her by the waist pulling her against his body, and he whispers in her ear “You won’t get away from me that easily Lena. My heart knows what it wants, and it chooses you. That white boy won’t be the one making passionate love to you when it all said and done. I am very secure in believing you, and I will be together sharing our love, our lives with Tamisha and the children we create from our union, from our love.” As he sucks on Lena’s earlobe, another pool of wetness seeps into her panties, and she leans against Fahim until the unexpected climax subsides. She murmurs “Oh Fahim, what are you doing to me?” “Loving you baby. Trying to love you” he whispers back and licks the vein just below her earlobe sucking it gently on her neck leaving a small mark, claiming her as his.

  “Lena, Lena, Lena you make my blood boil, I want you so much. We have such great chemistry together. I want to make love to every delectable inch of your beautiful body. I don’t want your white boy toy doing to you what we’re sharing right now. I’m a very jealous and possessive man mi amor, but I will do as you asked and take a step back to let you do what you need to do to realize it’s me you want and no one else. Knowing the white boy won’t be receiving any of your sweetness helps but not very much. Just don’t give up on the two of us exploring our feelings for each other Lena. I promise my love for you is real and genuine. Keep that in your thoughts when you’re dating this Conway dude. Can you promise me that at least?”

  Lena sighs laying her head against his chest answering “Yes Fahim I give you my word I won’t give up on you, on us. Thank you for understanding and being patient as I try to figure this out.” She inhales his masculine scent once more before stepping away from him to regain some control of her senses. Changing the subject, she says “Thank you for coming to my rescue today and bringing me breakfast.” “You’re welcome ‘bebé.”

  With their sharp exchange doused for the moment, Fahim asks Lena “So what do you have planned for the rest of the day?” “Well before you called and all the mess with Wayne happened” she answers “I was going to clean my home and then go pay a visit to Robin and see my daughter. I miss her even if she’s only been away a couple of days.” “All right let me help you clean up the dishes, and you can get back to your plans. I may be at Rodrigo’s when you arrive, but if not I will see you next week at the Stewart’s Christmas dinner.” “You mean I won’t see you again before then?” she asks taken aback she wouldn’t see him for that extended period. Lena’s so used to him showing up at least every couple of days and every weekend. “Sí, mi amor. I do have to take care of some things back home I’ve neglected lately. But my absent will make your heart realize how much you miss me. And hopefully, it will help you to conclude I’m the man you need in yours and Tamisha’s lives.”

  Lena has no response to his statement. They begin cleaning up their mess and placing the leftover food in the refrigerator. She is left to wonder if Fahim was telling her the truth about why he wasn’t making his usual visits or was he staying away because of what she said about Gerard.

  CHAPTER 9

  Gerard hears his phone ringing from somewhere far away as he slowly wakes up feeling exhausted but very exhilarated. He feels a warm body lying underneath him, and he opens his eyes to see it wasn’t a dream. Tura is there with him, and he wonders how long they’ve been asleep. Moving underneath him, she begins to stir, and he hears her mumble “Gerry?” “Yes, it’s me Tura.” “What time is it?” she mumbles again. “I don’t know” he replies with a yawn as he looks out the living room window noticing it’s dark outside. “It seems we’ve slept the evening away. The sun’s gone down. You got somewhere you have to be?” “Naw, but can you move so I can get up? I have to use the bathroom.”

  He doesn’t answer but lifts his body off hers stretching his arms in the air and stares at her beautiful nakedness wondering again how he got so lucky. Not embarrassed by her nudity, Tura sits up also stretching her arms yawning. “Where the hell are my clothes?” “Probably still by the front door where we stripped them off. You need them?” “Well yes. I don’t want to be walking around buck naked in a stranger’s house. We may have had sex, but we are still strangers you know.” “Tura, believe me, I know every part of your exquisite body.” “And that’s beside the point. I need my clothes. Do you mind?”

  Gerry laughs and goes to retrieve both their clothes from the hallway. Once he returns, she steps into her black and white polka dot maxi skirt pulling it up over her hips without her panties and stays braless pulling her white V-neck top over her head. She looks back at Gerry who has now slid into his dress pants with them riding low on his hips unbuttoned with his arousal very noticeable. She watches as he licks his lips like he’s ready to devour her again and she blushes.

  “Where is a bathroom I can use Gerry before I end up leaving a puddle on your carpet?” That snaps him out of his lustful stare, and he answers “Two doors down the hall on the left. When you get done, continue down the hallway. It will bring you straight to the kitchen. I don’t know about you, but I’m hungry.” Tura doesn’t answer and instead leaves out of the room following his directions and heads toward the bathroom to gather her thoughts. Finding it exactly where he said it would be she walks into the spacious room locking the door behind her. Sitting on the toilet, she places her head between her hands mulling over what the hell had she done. She had sex with a total stranger. Feeling the stickiness between her legs, she remembers they didn’t use a condom, and she’s not on any birth control. If that wasn’t bad enough, she is ovulating. That’s all she needs is to end up pregnant or worst catching some fucking disease.

  She murmurs out loud “Tura, what were you thinking? Your wild ass has gone too damn far this time. How are you going to explain this shit if this strange white dude has impregnated you?” Crazy thoughts run rampant in her head as she tries to find a way to make sense of what she’s done. Thinking about Gerry, she smiles as she relives how he had her body singing with incredible sexual pleasure. She’s not a sexually active person but out of the couple of guys she’s had sex with, Gerry is definitely the best so far, and he’s not bad on the eyes either. “Oh Tura, what have you gotten yourself into?” she repeats. “You can’t even leave because your crazy ass left your damn car in the parking lot at the restaurant and have no clue where you are.”

  Realizing she’d been in the bathroom a while, she breathes in and out several times to control her roaming thoughts and her sudden nervousness at the situation she placed herself. Tura notices the closet door and opens it after flushing the toilet. Finding a stack of washcloths and towels, she grabs one of each, strips off her clothes and takes a nice warm shower to calm her nerves and clean her body.

  Gerry hears the shower start up in the bathroom and knew Tura would be in there a while longer. He decides not to scramble the eggs until she gets done. Walking back into his living room, Gerry hunts down his phone to see who it was calling earlier waking him up. He finds it on the floor by his other clothes he discarded previously to enjoy Tura’s delicious body. Checking his missed calls, he sees Lena has called several times, and he feels unsure how he’s going to handle things with her. The only thing on his mind at the moment is being with Tura, getting to know her and seeing if she is interested in him as he is with her.

  Gerry notices he has a missed a call from his friend Foster and wonders if he’s doing okay. He also sees Patrick called as well, so he quickly calls him back. “Hey Gerry” he hears when Patrick answers his phone. “What’s up, Patrick? I noticed you called earlier. I fell asleep and didn’t hear your call come through. Is everything okay?” “Yes, everything is fine. I was thinking about what we discussed earlier, you know, Lovely helping you get to know Lena better. I thought maybe we could invite you both for dinner over the weekend and the two of you can get more acquainted with each other.” “Sounds good to me. I’ll ask Lena to see if she’s available. We have a tentative date Friday night. I’m waiting for her to call and confirm
she will be available. She has to check to see when her daughter is returning home from visiting with friends.” “I’m sure Lovely won’t mind if Tamisha comes with you all. She’s crazy about her, and we can keep her entertained while you spend time with Lena.” “Let me talk it over with Lena, and I will let you know our decision. Thanks again Patrick for all your help.” “No problem. Well enjoy the rest of your evening, and I will see you at work tomorrow.” “All right you have a good night as well.”

  Gerry disconnects the call and turns to see Tura standing in the doorway looking more beautiful than ever with her silky black hair hanging over her breasts still wet from her shower. She has one of his big fluffy towels wrapped around her body, and she looks so refreshed. He licks his lips again wanting nothing more than to bury himself deep inside her sweetness. He hears her say “I hope you don’t mind I used your shower. I was a bit messy from our earlier activity.”

  Still standing in the doorway and sighing a bit heavily, she says “Gerry I need to ask you some personal questions okay?” Gerry looks at Tura confused shrugging his shoulders saying “Shoot. I’m an open book.” Tura smirks at his comment thinking no man she’s had dealings with is ever an open book.

  “First, we had unprotected sex. Since I know nothing about you except your name, I need to know if you are sexually active with anyone. Are you in a serious relationship? Are you bi-sexual? If I end up pregnant, how are we going to handle it? I’m still a student in school, and I don’t graduate for another two years. To be honest, I’ve never done anything like this before, you know. Sure, I’m a carefree kind of girl but not this damn carefree. I need to know you don’t have some sort of STD or HIV. I believe that’s all the questions I have to ask at the moment” she huffs.

  Gerry looks at the woman standing in front of him with concern. He places his hand into Tura’s to calm her down. She appears to be agitated. Pulling her towards him to feel her softness against his naked chest, he glides his hand down her damp hair smelling the scent of strawberries. With his other hand, he massages gently on her back trying his best to calm her panicked state of mind. When he feels her relax in his arms, he says to her “I guarantee you this is out of the norm for me as well, doing something so impromptu like what we’ve done.”

  To answer your first question, no I’m not sexually active. In high school, I was the nerdy geek on campus. I was scared to approach a girl let alone have sex with one. When I got to college, it wasn’t until my sophomore year when I met my best friend Foster, and he taught me how to interact with people in general and talk to women especially women of color. Where I come from, there are no people of color living in the area; only white folks. I was fascinated when I saw someone of a different race when I moved away to college.”

  “My first sexual encounter was with a beautiful African American girl by the name of Shauna. We were friends with benefits, and she taught me a lot about how to please a woman. Neither of us was ready to settle down into a committed relationship; and even though we no longer have a sexual relationship, we are still friends, and when I visit Kansas City, we still keep in touch. She’s married now to a guy she met while attending grad school. Any questions?” “No” Tura mumbles. “All right. Let’s go to the kitchen so I can finish preparing our meal. While I’m cooking, I will answer the rest of your questions.” “Okay,” she mumbles and allows him to hold her hand as they walk down the hallway toward his kitchen.

  Once they walk into the room, Tura sits at the large table centered in the middle of his huge kitchen impressed with how he has his home decorated. For a bachelor, Gerry home is impeccable, and she could tell he didn’t splurge on buying the best furnishings. “He has to have a woman in his life” are the thoughts running through her head at that moment.

  As she watches him prepare their meal, she hears him asks “Is there any food you don’t eat, you know due to religious beliefs or allergies?” Tura smiles at his concerns and answers “I eat anything Gerry. I love bacon and eggs for dinner.” “A woman after my heart” he answers back while pulling a pack of bacon from his refrigerator to go with their scrambled eggs and french toast.

  As the bacon is frying and he’s beating the eggs, he says “Let’s continue our earlier question and answer dialogue. I believe your second question was if I’m in a serious relationship with anyone. The answer is I’ve been dating someone off and on for almost a year who I met at my employer’s wedding. At the moment, we enjoy each other company as friends and nothing else. I have been thinking about our friendship turning into something romantic. We were going to discuss the topic on our date on Friday night. Now that I’ve met you Tura, I don’t know if I want to do that now. My friend and I have kissed a few times, but there has been no sexual involvement between us. My boss wants to help us to move the relationship forward I thought I wanted to pursue since the woman involved is friends with his wife. We are supposed to have dinner with them on our tentative date on Friday to kind of help with that endeavor.”

  Tura is surprised she feels a bit jealous of the woman who he’s been dating and asks “Do you care about this woman, Gerry?” “That’s the thing Tura before meeting and being with you I was feeling her. But now that I’ve met you, been inside you, tasted you, I want to see how things between us go, you know, what’s next for us that is if you’re on the same page. I know we’ve known each other a few hours, but I feel there is something special going on between us. I believe you feel it too and I want to find out if it’s more than the sexual chemistry between us. What do you think about everything?”

  “To be honest Gerry,” Tura says while squirming around in her seat and trying to remain presentable wrapped only in a large towel. “I haven’t had time to dwell on it. I’m so upset how we were so careless and didn’t use protection. I haven’t let my mind think in that direction yet. So I guess the answer to my third question would be no, right?” “Damn straight, Tura! There isn’t an ounce of homosexuality in me. I love pussy. Always have; always will!” he says with conviction causing her to laugh and finally relax. He notices the change in her body language and seeming to have calmed down, and he says “I’m clean as a whistle, Tura. If you need proof, you and I can go get tested together.” “I believe you, Gerry. I’m clean as well. To be on the safe side, I will take you up on that offer, and we get tested - together” she emphasis. “So all that is left for us to discuss is if our afternoon of intense sexual activity created a life inside me. How are we going to handle things if we made a baby from our stupidity of not using any protection?” Tura lowers her head and sighs before continuing. “I can’t see myself getting an abortion.” “And I wouldn’t ask you too” Gerry strongly affirms.

  Finished with cooking their meal, Gerry makes their plates, setting Tura’s in front of her and asks “Do you want soda, milk or juice?” “Juice is okay, ” and she watches as he grabs a couple of glasses from the cabinet and takes a pitcher of orange juice from the refrigerator. He sets everything on the table before sitting down next to her. Instead of continuing their awkward conversation about a possible pregnancy, they grub on the delicious food.

  Taking a few bites, Tura hums “Uuuum Gerry, this taste so good. You would think we are eating at IHOP, it so yummy.” “Thanks, Tura. I appreciate the compliment. Cooking is one of my favorite hobbies. I have a photographic memory when it comes to food. If I eat a nice meal somewhere, I will try to mimic how to prepare the same meal. I persevere until I make the same meal tastes the same way they prepare it at the restaurant. It takes a while, but I’m persistent until I get it right.”

  “If we continue whatever this is going on between us, I’m going to gain so much weight” Tura states. Gerry smirks “Believe me, baby, I will definitely be working those calories right off you with no problems!” and winks at her. Tura laughs shaking her head in agreement. They enjoy the rest of their meal never bringing up the uncomfortable discussion of a possible pregnancy again.

  Their meal finished, Tura feels frisky, and while she is
putting away the plates and glasses they’ve washed and dried, she casually releases the knot holding her towel closed letting it fall to the floor. Gerry knew the moment he saw Tura sit beside him at the restaurant it was something more than her beauty he liked about her. It’s her spontaneity. Unzipping his pants letting them fall to the floor as well, he drags her over to the breakfast nook situated in front of the window as the full moon lights up the night sky and it beams illuminates the glistening layers of snow. Knocking everything off the table to the floor hoping nothing has broken, Gerry lays her back against the flat surface spreading her legs wide and smacking his lips. He growls “It’s time for me to taste my dessert” and so begins the next few rounds of their sexual games as they once again forget to protect themselves.

  CHAPTER 10

  Sitting on the sofa in her den making out a list of things she still has to purchase to decorate her home for holidays, Lena’s mind is distraught, feeling a severe headache approaching. Since her earlier conversation a few days before with Fahim and admitting she wants to pursue a relationship with both men, it seems she jinxed herself. Fahim hasn’t called in days, which is usually a daily routine for them. He typically calls several times throughout the day, and this is the first time since they began hanging out she hasn’t spoken to him.

  Lena didn’t realize how much she loves and depends on hearing from him even if it is just to say hello. Gerard is another person missing in action. She’s called him several times to confirm their date on Friday, but all she keeps getting is his voicemail. But what concerns her most is not hearing from Tura. They haven’t spoken since before her last test on Monday causing her to worry. They always talk several times a day, and it wasn’t like Tura not to return her phone calls. “Something is going on,” she says out loud. In her mind, she knows whatever it is she’s not going to be too happy about it.