“The Mission”
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.” - Rumi
When I crawled outof bed this morning, I found myself alone, again. It launched me into a tailspin. It wasn’t like I had to be alone. I had several options available to me, but the woman I desired wanted no part of me. Oh, she liked me all right, but she was stubborn. She liked to play games. Even though her body reacted to me any time we were in the same room, she denied me. I knew I made her wet. That wasn’t a cocky statement. Wait, it had a lot to do with my cock, but I wasn’t being cocky.
Sharon and I had been flirting for months. Her body ignited into flames whenever I was lucky enough to lay hands on her. Her breathing always became labored; her eyes roamed my body, leaving not one inch untouched. The mewling noises she made when she was aroused left my brain in a fog and turned my pants into a prison. I could always tell when she was aroused because she always rubbed those thick thighs of hers together. What I wouldn’t give for those thighs to save my life, but so far, I was left drowning in a sea of unfulfilled arousal. That shit was about to change. I had a plan to get what I wanted, and it was a fool proof one, if I had to say so myself.
Mission one:Make Sharon admit to herself that she wants me.
Mission two:Show her how much I want her.
Mission three:Close the deal, by any means necessary.
Mission four:Make sure she never wants to leave.
The only problem I foresaw was my best friend, Baby. Judging by his antics yesterday, twirling around and being an extra fool, Baby had his eyes on Sharon too. In the past that wouldn’t have been a problem. We’ve shared girls before, but only for a night or two. However, I wanted more from Sharon, and I wasn’t sure if I would be down for a three way this time around. I can’t believe I am saying this, but I wanted a full-blown relationship with that woman. She’s charming, funny and had the best ass known to man. Her large round hips made me want to sit up and beg. She was the only woman who caught my attention for longer than an hour or two in over twenty years. I wanted her, and I would have her. I could tell by the stupid look on Baby’s face that he felt the same way. We had some shit to hash out, him and me. After showering, I made my way into the clubhouse where members were gathering for lunch.
“Sharon, what are you doing later on tonight?” I heard Baby’s voice echo around the room.
That one question was enough to make me break out in a sweat. I needed to get my head in the game before I lost out on the most amazing woman I knew. I immediately attempted to intervene by throwing my arm around her shoulders and smiling down at her.
“She’s going out with me tonight. Sorry, Baby. You’re barking up the wrong tree.”
I shot him a death stare that only seemed to fuel his fire. That asshole was not going to back off. I saw it for what it was – a challenge. Baby loved to compete against me. It didn’t matter what it was. If he could make a game out of it, he was all for it. In the meantime, Sharon looked back and forth between us and shook her head.
“To answer your question, Baby, I am going to work on coming up with some choreography. I am hoping I get this job with Mouse and if I do, I need to be prepared. I won’t have much time before the classes start, and the girls will need routines to learn.”
“Well that’s a shame. I was hoping I could persuade you to come out with me tonight. I have tickets to a comedy show, and I would love to watch your pretty face laughing all night,” Baby continued.
I chuckled at the thought. Baby was the only person I knew that worshiped comedians like they were rock stars. He listened to old vinyl albums with comedy routines from the 70s all the time. His favorites were Flip Wilson, Richard Pryor and Redd Foxx. I should know. I spent many tortured nights replaying those albums to appease my friend. I was usually drunk off my ass though. Not that the shit wasn’t funny. It was. I was just tired of hearing it. It was like being forced to look at your friend’s vacation photos every time you dare to go to their house. At some point you just stop going over there to avoid the situation.
“I’m sorry, Baby. Maybe some other time.” Sharon shot him down, but she was nice about it, giving him hope and causing my head to ache. I didn’t want her to be nice to him. Why couldn’t she just say she wasn’t interested? Now he would keep asking her out and would still be getting in my way. Old cock blocking fucker.
She sashayed away as both of us stood mesmerized by the motion of her curvy hips. The woman had ass for days. Her body was a voluptuous piece of heaven here on earth just waiting for me to claim it. I was in a constant state of arousal when she was around. As she turned the corner, taking her alluring curves further from my sight, I adjusted my package with a grunt. Only, I wasn’t the only one with his hand on his junk. My best friend was in the same sad state as I was. I dropped my hand from my pants and made eye contact with Baby.
“You fucker. You know I’m into Sharon. Why the hell are you asking her out?”
“The same reason you are into her. You don’t have a claim on her sweet pussy, so she’s fair game. I know you think you’re a walking sex god around here, but I’ve got just as much to offer Obsession as you do.”
It was unbelievable. What were the odds. Both Baby and I were taken with Sharon. I could tell he wasn’t being his normal prankster self. He really liked her. This wasn’t the ideal situation, but it was something I could definitely handle.
“Okay, fine. You like her, and I like her. I am going to shoot my shot, Baby. Just be prepared because I am going all out for this one. I could see a future with this girl. This is not just fun and games. Sharon is the real deal for me.”
My best friend looked me in the eye as a lone bead of sweat rolled down his forehead, distracting me. He always began to sweat when he was angry. I would hate to fight my boy over a woman, but I would do it if pushed.
“My shot is already ringing in her ears. She’ll say yes to me. I’m sure of it. Don’t get your panties in a bunch when she does. Obsession will be mine, and I don’t want any hard feelings from you when it happens, Matrix.”
“Alright, bet. We’ll both go for ours. May the best man win, and I always do.”
“Fuck you, Matrix. You’re a smug bastard, but you’re gonna learn that not all women want the pretty boy. Some go for the funny dude with the steel gaze and the platinum tongue.”
“Whatever you say, Baby. Just be prepared for heartache because Sharon will be mine.”
We spent the next hour or so grumbling back and forth while we waited for our prez to come out of his ole lady’s office. He had been back there a long time, and I could just imagine what he and lil Mouse were up to. Sharon had emerged from her room over half an hour ago. She looked fucking hot in her cut off shorts and crop top. She flashed a smile at both of us as she walked out and asked that we let Mouse know she had left. She mounted her Kawasaki Ninja that she liked to call Maverick and rode off into the day. There was no telling how many hearts she left in her wake. Mine and Baby’s were just two in a pool of men she would never commit to.
Just as I was gearing up to give Baby hell, the door to Mouse’s office opened and out stumbled Ace. His legs were wobbly, his face flushed, and he was tugging at his clothes. Prez was sweating like he had just run a marathon, and he had the biggest, stupidest smile on his face. I heard him growl, “Fuck!” under his breath, and then a chorus of giggles escaped the office, courtesy of Mouse.
She sauntered out looking freshly fucked and glowing. There was no mistaken the lovebirds had just finished a heavy round of hide the sausage, and I couldn’t be happier for them. It was good to see a smile on Ace’s face. The surly bastard was always frowning before Mouse came into his life and turned it upside down. Now, he laughed more and was so over the moon in love it was sickening. That wasn’t just with Mouse. When his daughter, Tyler Jr., was around, he glowed like glitter was spewing from his asshole. The man was wrapped around his baby girl’s finger. He was happy, finally. I wanted that kind of happiness with Sharon. Now I just had to convince her and knock Baby out of the running for her time and attention.