“Oh god, what am I going to do?” a woman’s voice cries out.
I look up from my newspaper and stare at the innocent-looking woman crying on the phone a table away from me. She is quite beautiful even when she is crying. She frantically taps her thumb at her phone screen and holds the phone to her ear. She bites her nails nervously as she waits for whoever she called to pick up.
“Oh, please, please, please, pick up,” she begs her phone.
She taps her thumb on her phone screen again and brings it to her ear. This time, her fingers are tapping against the table as she waits.
“Sam?” she asks.
She listens for a couple of seconds then she groans and slams her phone on the table. I continue to stare at her; my curiosity as to why she is in such distress makes me unable to ignore her.
“Here is your cup of coffee sir,” the young waitress interrupts me.
“Thank you,” I tell her.
“Long night ahead, sir?” she asks, trying to make conversation.
“Hmm, yes.”
“I see, well, have a good night sir,” she replies, and walks over to the woman in distress – or should I say damsel in distress?
“Ma’am, would you like anything to drink?” the waitress asks her.
She is staring at her phone, shaking her legs as if she is anxious for something. She shakes her head swiftly, but does not look at the waitress. The waitress is unfazed by the rudeness and smiles.
“Well, if you change your mind, let me know,” she says and walks off to talk to the other customers.
The woman is still looking at her phone, her fingers tapping on the table continuously. She picks up her phone again and taps at the screen yet again, and brings it back to her ear.
“Sam! Oh god! Thank god you answered. Oh Sam, please find a way to help me,” she begs into her phone.
She listens to the other person talk, “My car got towed away Sam!” she cries out, tears watering her eyes, making them glassy.
She listens briefly to the person on the line and tears springs from her eyes and free falls down her heart-shaped face.
“I called. I did. I called the police station and they said that I parked on the wrong spot! They gave me the number to call Auto Return, where my car is at, and oh Sam, please help,” she cries. “They told me that to get my car back, I have to pay six hundred and forty-eight dollars by tomorrow morning or they would raise the price. What am I going to do?”
Oh, so that is why she is in distress.
“Sam, please come and get me, I will pay you back when I get the money. Please?” she begs, then listens to the person on the other line.
“What? You’re not in town anymore? Where are you then? Near Nevada? But, you were at home before I left today!”
Her tears continues to fall down her face and she wipes at it furiously.
“Then what am I going to do? Wait another two days for you? Then how are we going to pay for the car? Ugh no. Forget it,” she hangs up the call and puts her head down as she cries.
I feel this compelling urge to go comfort her and help her, but I have a feeling she would think badly of me if I did… Hm. What to do?
The woman raises her head up and wipes her tears.
“Come on Serenity. Don’t be such a baby. Crying won’t help you. Think of something,” she says to herself.
She takes out her bag and counts all her money.
“Short three hundred dollars…” she mumbles.
She stares at the money she is holding in her hands and tears free fall down her face again. She wipes her tears away and stuffs the money into her bag and gets up. She walks to the door and opens it. She is greeted by the cold summer night wind of San Francisco.
The urge to follow her and lend her some money is strong.
After a couple of minutes debating whether I should help or not, I finally take out my wallet and pay for my coffee before walking out. I know that there is little chance of me finding her but I walk in the direction I saw her go anyway.
I walk along the crowded streets filled with all the night walkers of San Francisco. I look in the dark alleys, look into the stores that I pass by and after thirty minutes or so, I finally spot the damsel in distress at a Chase ATM glass room. I decide to wait by the side until she comes out so that I can talk to her.
Serenity
Damn it! I only have a hundred and fifty dollars left in my bank. Shit, shit, shit!
I walk out of the Chase ATM glass room, deciding what to do next when someone from behind me clears their throat. I turn around and the first thing that pops into my mind is that I’m about to be robbed. My heart works overtime as I wait for the person to drag me to a dark alley and demand I give him all my money or else he’d kill me.
“Serenity… Is it?” he asks.
How does he know my name?
“Ha-How do you know my name?”
“I was in the same coffee shop as you earlier… Sorry, I was eavesdropping when you were talking on the phone. Did you need some help?” he asks, keeping his distance.
“Oh… I don’t think anyone can help me…” I say, quietly, the tears threatening to fall again.
“Well, if it’s money you need, I can lend you some.”
“What?”
Why is he doing this? Is he trying to be nice and then expect something in return?
“How much do you need?” he asks, taking his checkbook out.
“I- I’m not like that,” I say, backing away from him.
“Serenity, you have this all wrong,” he says, raising his hands up. “I just want to help.”
I stop backing up and stare at him wondering if I should trust this stranger.
“Look, uhm, okay don’t get this the wrong way… How ’bout we go to my place? You can stay the night if you want,” when I take a step back he continues, “Don’t worry. I won’t be there. I will take you to my place, show you around, write you a check and then be on my way to work. That way you can get some sleep, and when I get back in the morning, I can drop you off at the Auto Return tow yard to get your car back. How does that sound?”
Can I really trust him? What if he kidnaps me? Rapes me and steals all my money, and then… kills me?
Oh god, what am I going to do? If I don’t accept, where will I stay? How will I get the money to pay for my car? Where will I sleep?
“How can I trust you?” I ask cautiously.
“A gentleman never goes back on his word, Serenity,” he says smoothly.
With just that simple sentence and the way he said my name, I trusted this stranger of whom I barely know.
***
“Make yourself at home, Serenity,” the man, introduced as Kevin says as he turns on the lights and walks into the kitchen.
“Where is your wife and kids?” I ask.
Surely, a handsome man like Kevin is a married man…
Kevin comes back from the kitchen with a cold water bottle and hands it to me.
“I’m single,” he replies.
“Oh,” I say, tilting my head to the side in confusion.
“Oh? You say that as if it’s not normal,” he says, with humor in his voice.
“Well… I just thought… that a man who looks like yourself, would be happily married.”
“I’m not one for marriage. It’s… I don’t believe in marriage,” he replies, matter of factly.
“Oh.”
“Hm. Yes. Well, let me show you where everything is before I go on my way,” he says, walking away towards the hallway.
I follow quietly as he shows me where the bathroom is, where I can sleep, and get extra towels if I want to freshen up.
“Like I said, make yourself at home. If you are hungry, feel free to make or eat anything from the fridge. I have to go now. I will see you later in the morning,” he says and walks to the front door.
“Why are you helping me?” I suddenly ask.
He pauses at the door and turns around to face me. He smiles at me, not the creepy, “because I want something in return” kind of way, but the “because I want to help” kind of way.
“I saw a damsel in distress. I couldn’t possibly turn a blind eye and act as though I didn’t see a thing.”
What he said made me speechless. He smiled and walked out the door, locking it behind him.
Am I just pure lucky? To meet such a man. Am I now dreaming? I have such bad luck and all of a sudden, here is this stranger, lending me some money and his house for the night. I really have got to be freaking dreaming.
I sit on the couch and stare at nothing for awhile. I reach into my pocket and pull out the check that Kevin wrote for me.
Four hundred dollars. He gave me four hundred dollars. I told him two hundred is enough, but he ignored me and wrote down four hundred dollars. It is unbelievable. Yet, I am holding the check in my hand, and I am in a stranger’s house. A stranger- a kind stranger lended me some money and his house for the night.
Happiness bubbles up in my chest. I kiss the check and squeal happily. I fall back on the couch with my head resting on it, smiling and thanking God for letting me meet this amazingly kind person.
I stand up and stuff the check back into my pocket and dance walk to his t.v. where he keeps his stereo, and turn it on to my favorite channel, 105.1. I dance to Maps by Maroon 5 and I laugh as my problems slowly fade away. All thanks to Kevin.
Kevin
All through the night, as I walk around the casino, making sure no one under the age of 21 is roaming around carelessly without an adult with them, all I can think about is Serenity. Her smile is beautiful. Everything about her is beautiful.
“Hey Kevin,” Gina calls out to me.
I smile and walk towards her. She smiles big as she also walks towards me, making extra sure to sway her hips a little more than usual. She flips her hair to her back with her hand and pulls me into a hug.
“I thought you had the night off?” I say.
“Oh I did, but,” she sighs dramatically and bats her eyelashes at me seductively, “I couldn’t stay away from you Kevin. You are just so… rawrr,” she growls and claws at my chest playfully.
I chuckle and she continues to smile.
“Kevin, when are you ever going to officially ask me out on a date?” she asks, confidently.
“Perhaps later, Gina,” I say, with empty promise.
She sighs dramatically and laugh away my rejection. She pulls me down to her level by my tie and whispers in my ear.
“Fine, don’t ask me out on a date, but at least show me a good time, why don’t you?” she lets me go and winks at me.
“My break is in twenty minutes, I hear your break is also in twenty minutes. It is my hope that you will come find me… And show me the best thirty minute work break in my life. Please, do come find me,” she finishes, and kisses me on my lips before walking away.
“Whoa, Kevin, not at work. Please!” I hear Chris say.
He comes up behind me and pats me on the back.
“So, I see, you gave in?” he asks, smiling.
I laugh and shake my head. “No, that was her inviting me to, quote, show her a good time,” I say.
Chris smiles, “Well? And? Are you?”
“That wouldn’t be right.
“Buddy, you think too much. You see, the rules are, you do what she wants and in return, you get the fun. Bang and let go. Easy as that. If she returns for more, well heck! Fuck her til she gets tired of it.”
I laugh and shake my head. “That is you, not me.”
“Live a little Kevin! Go bang Gina. She’s hot. Bang her and then tell her that I want a piece of her sexy ass too. Tell her I’ll show her a good time if that’s what she wants,” he says and winks.
***
“I knew you’d come, Kevin,” Gina says as she drags me by my tie into the private bathroom.
She closes the door and locks it as she unbuttons her blouse. She pulls my head down and kisses me on the mouth. My hands goes to her hips and pull her in towards me. She takes off my tuxedo coat and drops it on the floor, then unbuttons my dress shirt as she untucks it from my pants. She throws that on the floor too and touches my well-defined abs.
She moans into my mouth and pushes herself against me more. I back her up to the wall and take off her blouse, then her bra. I grab at her perky 36B size boobs and massage them as I kiss her neck. She moans again and wraps her arms around my neck. I unzip her pencil skirt and push it down her waist along with her underwear and stockings.
I find her clitoris and slowly rub it as she moans and kisses my neck. She reaches for my pants and unzips them before taking my hard cock in her hands. She smiles at me and gets on her knees before engulfing my cock in her hot mouth. She sucks and licks my cock, her eyes never looking away from me.
Gina is beautiful and sexy, but I will never love her.
I pull her back up and pick her up and set her on the sink counter. She kisses me on the mouth and sticks her tongue inside, wrestling with mine. My hand finds its way to her hair and tangles itself within her hair and I pull. She moans in delight and I smile at her reaction.
I penetrate her pussy hard and fast, taking her by surprise. I fuck her hard and she moans loudly. Loud enough that I am sure everyone can hear her, but I can tell that she doesn’t care.
“Kevin, yes! Oh yes! Fuck me harder!” she cries out.
I pick her up off the counter and turn her face first into the wall as I penetrate her from behind. She moans and she screams in delight as I fuck her roughly, with no mercy. She begs for more and she cums several times on my cock. I pull her hair and she squeals in delight, loving everything I do to her.
“Kevin, I’m going to cum again. Oh god, this feels so good. Yes!”
I penetrate her hard and cum inside of her. She falls against me and I let her go. I clean myself up and pull my clothes back on, making sure nothing is amiss. Gina dresses up quietly, but happily. I wait til she is done fixing her clothes before walking to the door and she stops me.
“So, are you going to ask me out on that date you promised?” she asks, hopeful.
I kiss her on the cheeks and smile. “Gina, we both know that you don’t want that date. You wanted sex and I gave it to you, but this is a one time thing sweetheart. You are beautiful and sexy as hell, but I can’t see us together. You know who could, and who has been eyeing you for awhile now though? Chris.”
“Chris?”
“Yes. I swear to God, he loves you like crazy, but you don’t see him. You only see me, which is a big mistake. The right guy for you is Chris. He acts all tough and bad, but trust me, his love for you is real. Give him a chance, will ya?”
“Okay,” she says smiling.
I smile and reach for the door, and she stops me again.
“By the way, Kevin. Best sex I’ve ever had. It’s a shame you can’t see us together. My loss,” she says, dramatically.
I laugh and kiss her on the cheeks before walking out of the bathroom. Faces turns to look as Gina and I walk out into the employee break room. They laugh and cheer us on, hooting and shouting.
Gina lifts her head up confidently and walks up to Chris and kisses him on the lips. Chris looks at me and I give him a thumbs up. He smiles and hugs Gina tightly.
***
Serenity is still sleeping when I get home so I decide to take a shower before I drop her off at the Auto Return tow yard. I go into my room and strip out of my work clothes. I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist before walking across the hallway to the bathroom.
I turn the shower on and get inside. I grab the soap and dispense some into my palm before rubbing it onto my scalp. I am washing my body when I feel the cold air hit my body. I rinse my eyes and see Serenity standing naked in front of me.
“Serenity?” I ask, surprised. “What-uh- what are you doing?”
“I…” she trails off, staring at me. “I want to thank you. You know, for helping me,” she says, then steps into the shower with me before closing the door.
“You don’t have to do this,” I say half-heartedly, looking at her breasts.
Her breasts looks so soft and delicious. I find myself wanting to grab them just to see if they are as soft as they look. I want to devour them and taste them to see if they are as delicious as they seem.
“I’ve been thinking about it all night- about you. All night,” she says, tracing lines on my chest with her index finger.
I am staring down at her finger as she stares up at me with her dark brown eyes, seducing me.
“She’s been thinking about me all night…” I think to myself.
“I don’t want to take advantage of you,” I say, but my hands grabs her hips and trails down to her butt before I pull her into me.
She gasps and smiles.
“I want you to,” she says, out of breath.
I kiss her then, tasting her, feeling her body and loving it. The water hitting us both. The kiss lasts for awhile, her back against the shower wall, my hand in between her leg as I play with her clitoris making her moan.
“You really want this?” I ask, knowing her answer.
“Yes,” she moans.
I turn off the water and open the shower door before pulling on her hand to lead her to my room. We dry each other off, her hands going straight to my cock, my hands going straight for her breasts.
I fondle her breasts for a while, then she gets on her knees and licks my cock before taking it in her mouth. Her tongue expertly licks and massages my cock while she sucks me. My hands finds their way into her hair and I grab it, my fists holding onto her hair.
She sucks and she slurps with each suck, never going deeper. Not like how I really want it. I thrust my hip to meet her mouth, going just a little deeper. She moans at that. I look down at her hands and see that its between her legs.
I push her head away gently and pull her up, kissing her full on the mouth. I grab her hand and suck on her fingers, giving her a foretaste of what she will be experiencing soon. She moans in pleasure and I push her onto the bed. I get on my knees and pull her down to the edge of the bed and start to devour her juicy pussy.
She moans and moans, pushing her pussy up to my mouth, indicating that she wants more. I give her what she wants and make her cum, her legs shaking, her breathing hard as if she had just ran a mile.
I get on top of her and I kiss her hard. She moans into my mouth and I grab my cock, sliding it up and down her slit. She moans some more, pushing her hips up.
“Fuck me Kevin,” she begs.
I penetrate her pussy hard and she gasps. Her pussy squeezes me hard, almost making me cum. I hold myself back and I thrust myself into her harder than the first time. She throws her hands around my neck, her legs locking themselves around my butt as she pulls me in, and her lips kissing my chin.
I stare at her face; her eyes, lips, her silky looking hair is all beautiful to me.
“Oh god,” she moans.
Her mouth stays an open O as she moans and pushes her hips up to meet my thrusts. I can’t help but kiss her all the while pulling her hair so that her chin is pointing to the ceiling. I kiss down her chin to her neck and I lick back up to ear, making her shiver and sigh in pleasure.
“Oh Kevin. Kevin, oh Kevin,” she starts to moan as her hips continuously buck underneath me, meeting my every thrust.
“Oh I’m going to cum, yes don’t stop. Please, please, please, please, please, don’t fucking stop.”
“I won’t baby. Come on, cum on my cock. Come on, cum with me baby,” I coax her as I can feel the familiar rush of my seeds fighting to come shooting out.
“Oh god! Yes!” she screams as she and I cum together.
Serenity
“Thanks for everything, Kevin,” I say, truly grateful that I have met him.
“No problem Serenity,” he says back, smiling.
His hands links itself into mine and holds on tight. It warms me up just having him touch my hand. It was just about two hours ago when we made love. Now it is 10 a.m. in the morning, and soon I will leave San Francisco and go back home to reality. I almost want him to ask me to stay, because if, and I really am hoping that I am not alone in this, he feels the connection we somehow have and risk asking me to stay another day or two, I know that I will.
The car ride to the Auto Return tow yard seems like only a second, because the next thing I know, Kevin is parking the car. I snap out of my thoughts and force myself to look around.
“We’re here,” he announces quietly.
“Yeah, we are,” I say, not knowing what else to say, but not wanting to leave yet.
My body aches to be held by him again. I need him to hold me and I want him to want me to stay. I want to be with him, if only for awhile more.
“You should… go,” he says, but his hand holding my hand squeezes and hangs on tighter than before.
“Yeah, I should…” I say, but I don’t move to unbuckle my seat belt and I don’t move my hand from his.
We stare into each other’s eyes, the air around us thickens and the urge to kiss him is strong. As if there is a magnet on each of our faces, we move closer to each other. Our breathing is hard and there is a buzz that keeps buzzing in my head, making everything so much more clear and louder than anything has ever been in my life.
Our lips meet, and my eyes closes. I breathe him in and I can’t help but want to be closer. His hands are holding each side of my face as we kiss our goodbye. Before I can have enough, he pulls away, our breathing is heavy and loud in the quiet space in the car.
“Serenity,” he says, his gaze is intense as he stares into my eyes. “I know I don’t have the right to ask this of you… And I know you have every right to say no… But… Please stay. Just at least another day or whenever you want or have to leave…”
My lip twitches as my smile sneaks out. I hold his hand and I bring it to my lips so I can plant a kiss there.
“Maybe for a day or two,” I reply.
He smiles and kisses me again.
