His ebony Human Mate

I can believe I allowed Rachel to drag me to this overpriced wine tasting luncheon.Filled with people who are, and feel like they are big shots and life should revolve around them.

I hate crowded places except when I am watching a game of cricket, attending a traditional gathering in my village or sometimes at the polo.

I am a creature of habit and routine, if i do not plan my life down to a Tee, i usually don't accomplish anything.It helps that i have an easy job,i work for the Salaam securities(they are the biggest providers of safety deposit boxes across Africa)

I am the front desk manager at their Johannesburg branch in Morningside. Not too many people come but the ones that do carries this air of importance and wealth and i love being the one to help all these people it helps me feel important ,like i have my shit together even though i have spent most of my life hiding from my aunt and her husband.

They treated me like crap when i needed them and now that i am an adult who can work and add an income into the house they are always trying to guilt trip me into moving back in with them so they can make monetary demands but i am not giving them the satisfaction,not to mention all those dirty man they made me fuck when i was still under their roof .I am single, no commitments and i love my life the way it is and i have been enjoying it for the past three years since i joined Salaam group.

I have 2 wild friends from work who are party animals and i am the only semi sober one, maybe that because i am twenty nine turning thirty next week Monday and today is Saturday ,we have been celebrating my coming birthday since Friday and are still continuing with it until Sunday as planned by my friends since we cant go all out on a Monday so you see i have to indulge my friends..

Rachel is deaf but can talk and uses sign language to communicate ,she is the head of Salaam in South Africa, smart as a whip with an overly sexy borderline cocky attitude ,she is a bubbly person and i love her pure energy.Christian is my gay friend from my apartment, we met when i locked my car keys in my car once and he showed me how to retrieve them in the most fun way and we started hanging out and became friends from then.The there is my cousin Chido who we chill out with sometimes but not too often because she is friends with my ex’s fiancé so i try to keep my distance without seeming rude.

I personally don't like to have too many friends but through Christian and Rachel i have accumulated a lot of friends slash acquaintances which is why we are the biggest and loudest table at this wine tasting event .

I am enjoying myself, its all good vibes ,lots of laughter and love going around just right for my thirtieth celebration and i feel good for it, except for this handsome hunk i keep catching staring at me, i haven't told my friends about it because i know they will encourage him to join us and i do not want that.

Chapter 2

My friends and i have been at it since one in the afternoon and its now five pm ,i am ready to throw in the towel and head home but they are hell bent on taking me to this male strip club for some dirty thirty dance and i cant say i m not tempted because i am, i am only going to turn thirty once and i want it to be memorable, but the structured part of me is still not convinced.

Thirty minutes later I drive my two friends to the lollipop for the partying they are dying for, they are celebrating me after all.

I have had enough wine to last me the whole week so I am going to drink non alcoholic cocktails plus i am the designated driver so much for being can celebrated.

Some of Our other friends we separated with at the wine tasting arrive and the mood skyrockets and I find the joy contagious, i am nicely toasted not to have a good time here keeping in mind to remain sober.

Our drinks arrive together with a hot well built male striper and i must say i can't take my eyes off, he is quite a specimen, good genetics and you can't miss the giant bump on his crotch.He starts moving slowly engaging all my friends into his performance and i must say he is good at what he does and he got us all giggling like a bunch of teenage girls sharing the details of their first kiss.

We dance and slip bills into his speedo as we continue with our drinks and laughter at some point the striper focuses on Christian as if he was only dancing for him and we laughed about how he should be the one slipping bills .

Rachels spills her drink, she is completely wasted, you wouldn't think she has a high position and highly stressful job.One thing is my girl knows how to let loose because not she is in her own cloud swaying to the music and smacking the ass of the stripper and he lets her get away with it even though its strictly prohibited, i credit that part to the little crush our dancer has on Christian.

I get up and dance with my other friends in a circle taking turns.I twerk and whine to snoop dog wet and end up doing all kinds of moves on the floor with my friends cheering saying i have better moves than our dancer and they staff all kinds of bills on me when i get up.I am taking money out of my top and arranging it when i notice the same man who was watching me at the wine tasting,it might be a coincidence but my gut , the goosebumps and standing hairs on the back of my neck tells me it is not ,i am being watched and this creeps me out enough to be sober and in need of the security of my home and bed.

I excuse myself and go to the ladies where i finish arranging the messy money ,i give few notes to the ladies cleaning the toilets.When i am done i open the door and start walking towards my friends but before i could reach them ,the man holds my hand which gives me goosebumps all over my body ,i turn to him and i instantly become a captive to his eyes which are glowing sharply in the dim light of this club and then his smile disarms me completely as he pulls closer to my ear and whispers,”i didn't mean to frighten you,i just wanted a chance to look into your eyes and say hi , i have been waiting for you for a long time”.I find it such a bizarre introduction but again we are in a club full of high people and can say all kinds of crazy but the weird thing is my mind is telling my to get my arm free and flee this scary situation and leave but the body likes his touch.I manage to shake my head out of the haze and snatch my arm from him and as i turn i see a sad look on his face ,the smile he was giving me does nothing to hide it.

I walk fast back to my friends and demands that we go home, they all ask what happened during the time i disappeared to the ladies but i just tell them that i have had enough of the club and needs rest if we are going out tomorrow again.Rachel tries to coax me saying we won't be partying tomorrow since it's just lunch but i am not sure whether i should tell them that there might be a huge muscular ,breathtaking man who might be stalking me(yeah i checked him out too this afternoon and he pleased my eyes with every feature on him.)

I can't tell my friends there is danger from a possible stalker who can kill us all without shedding a sweat from his size .I don't want to frighten them with something that could be nothing even though deep down i am unnerved to the core with fear of having a stalker and also fear of how even without looking at him now i feel his gaze on me and a part of me want to look at him too, that excited part is what i can't trust ,that's why we are leaving.