Seven Days/ Fantasies

Zien was an outstanding specimen of sexy that could stop traffic or possibly cause an accident. Standing 6”2’, 230 lbs., with a complexion rich like white chocolate and toasted like almond slivers with cinnamon. He kept his hair cut close with a sea of pitch-black waves. His eyes were black as coal and sparkled like diamonds. They seemed to taunt anyone who glanced at them, causing you to stare. His gaze seemed to pierce deep into your soul, revealing your deepest and naughtiest thoughts and secrets. His smile was mesmerizing with deep dimples in each cheek. His perfect white teeth and full lips made all women fantasize about kissing them and what they might feel like upon her skin. Zien owned a sexy athletic physique, his muscular arms, legs, and 6-pack abs seemed to demand constant attention. It was obvious at first glance that he worked out frequently and he took pride in his appearance. Always dressed in business casual attire during business hours and cruising through the city in his black on black Audi A6. His many tattoos were always a conversation piece as well. Even in knowing how attractive he was and the influence he could have over people, Zien was always very sweet and humble. He had a lot going for himself, he was a good catch and he knew it. Many women all over the city swooned and lusted over him and expressed interest. He would occasionally date and had a “buddy” he would kick it with from time to time for the past year but it wasn’t anything serious and ultimately he had other plans for his future and a gold-digging or groupie chick wasn’t a part of it.

Not only was the physical sexy but so was the mental. Very intelligent and highly educated, he obtained his Master’s in Business Administrations & Management Operations from Howard University, an Associate’s in Culinary Arts from Atlanta Art Institute and was now working on his Bachelor’s in Biology from Georgia State. He was well known for being a young successful African American entrepreneur, 28, owning a nightclub/lounge called Climax and a sports bar & grille called TKO. Zien also dedicated a lot of his time to the local youth center mentoring & tutoring youth and chaperoning or sponsoring various trips. He believes that all children should have the opportunity to travel and experience many new things in life because your experiences make you the adult/ person you are & become. He also took pride in the fact that he was raising his 5-year-old son, Sebastian, to be a good man and that he was being a positive influence and role model for other young men as well. Ayanah, his fiancée was killed in a robbery gone awry at the bank where she was a teller when Sebastian, was only 18 months old. They first met when they were 12, she and her mother moved next door to his family after her parents divorced. They grew to be really good friends, eventually falling in love and became high school sweethearts. After her death, he focused on everything except love. He’d always felt that she would be the only woman for him and without her he didn't need a relationship. He knew deep in his heart that no one could ever take the place of Ayanah and she would want him to be happy, but he was cautious because he didn't want to have to deal with that type of devastation or having his heart broken again. "Besides I have to think about what’s best for Sebastian, I can't just bring any random female around my son" he'd say to everyone who'd speak on him possibly starting to date more.

A year ago, after much persuasion and encouragement from his parents and best friend, Zien decided to start dating again. He wanted to find a woman that could stimulate him intellectually first and eventually physically, with a nice personality that shared some of his interests. She had to be educated or pursuing her education, ambitious, nurturing, and love kids, after all, she would eventually be around his son. She had to be respectful and considerate, obviously of herself and of others. Race was not an issue to him being that he himself was a cultural mutt, his mother of Puerto Rican and Panamanian descent and his father of Native American and West Indies descent. After numerous bad dates and a horrific affair, he was ready to just be alone for a while. That is until he met Kimone.

Kimone was everything he wanted and more; beautiful and intelligent, with a wonderful personality, nurturing spirit, and natural maternal glow. She too an entrepreneur, at 27, owning a small real estate company and a day spa salon called Changes. They met one day at Tinky’s Steak and Eggs, a 24-hour restaurant in the downtown area. As she was walking in, he was walking out and bumped into her. Their eyes met and they instantly were connected. Zien felt a rush of heat course through his body he hadn't felt since he’d lost Ayanah. He tried to speak but the words would not come out, all he could do was stare into Kimone’s emerald green eyes. She too felt a rush come over her almost like déjà vu. She smiled at Zien and he felt as if his heart had melted.

“My name is Kimone and yours?” She said still smiling and extending her hand.

After moments of silence that seemed like minutes, “Oh, uh, Zien.” He said finally snapping out of his trance and returning the gesture.

“Do you always make it a habit of bumping into people then just stare at them?” She said with a slight giggle, teasing him.

“I apologize for that. I was not paying attention and… I didn't mean to bump into you, though I’m kind of glad that I did. Now I can try to make it up to you by taking you to dinner.” He said with a boyish grin.

Her heart skipped a beat when he smiled at her and she felt butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to immediately scream “YES!”, but she didn't want to seem desperate so she nonchalantly responded, “So first you bump into me, then you ask me out. I think you may have planned this.”

Again smiling. “Well actually, I honestly did bump into you, but could not let such a beautiful woman walk away without at least trying to get to know her better. Obviously, we were meant to meet, so what do you say?” This time smiling at her with a seductive look in his eyes.

She blushed a little, smiled, then said, “How do I know you’re not some type of psycho trying to get me alone to take advantage of me? You know nowadays you have to be careful who you associate with.” Again teasing him and smiling as she glanced into his eyes.

“You are so right...Okay, to make you feel better about this how about I give you my number and if you change your mind you can call me to set up a date. We can go anywhere you’d like. It will be all on your terms.” He said while retrieving one of his business cards from his cardholder and handing it to her.

She read the card, then said, “Zien Richards… I knew you looked familiar to me! I love Climax, it’s one of my favorite spots. My girls and I go there every Friday for Happy Hour.”

Smiling at her he says, “So does that mean you’ll call me for a date?” 

“Maybe… you may still be some kind of psycho.” She said smiling and walking away, looking back at him with a seductive glance.

Kimone, waited a week before she called Zien, to set up a date. She even went to a different coffee shop and club to avoid seeing him. She wanted to give him time to miss her. “Make him think about me for a while” she thought to herself as she reminisced on their encounter.  She invited him to accompany her to an ice skating rink on the east side of town. He was so excited that she’d called he didn't care where they went. She had him so intrigued by the mystery of her aura surrounding her and wanted to get to know her better. They met around 2 p.m. at Blades Skating Rink & Sports Park and spent several hours talking, laughing, skating, and falling. By 8 p.m., they had shared their life stories with one another and seemed like old friends reunited. Kimone and Zien had a lot in common. Both were of Panamanian descent, Kimone’s mother was Panamanian and her father Cuban and Black. They were both only children, received their MBA from Howard University, and loved sports and various arts. They loved the same types of foods, music, and shared various other interests and hobbies. Zien was especially impressed when Kimone told him she was a black belt in Jujitsu and was working towards her black belt in Tai Kwon Do, as he had always wanted to take classes.

“Well, I guess this is it.” She said as he walked her to her car.

“If you’re not ready for the night to end we could go get a drink or something. I would love to be around your beauty for a little while longer.”

“Well… I was about to go home and get ready to go out with my girls. We were planning on coming to the club tonight.”

“That’s even better…” Zien said with a little excitement in his voice “Okay, you go home and get ready. Call me when you’re on your way to the club and I’ll put you and your girls on the V.I.P. list.”

“Okay… I guess I’ll see you in a bit then.” She said smiling with a glow of excitement."

As promised when the ladies arrived at the club they were V.I.P. and their drinks were on the house. Zien introduced himself and they all sat and talked like old friends. Throughout the night, Zien and Kimone would dance or exchange glances and smiles as they socialized. At closing, she gave Zien her card and with a smile said, “I really enjoyed myself tonight and hope to hear from you again soon Mr. Richards.” With a hug and a kiss on his cheek, she walked away and disappeared into the crowd. At that moment he knew he definitely had to have this woman in life.

Over the next six months, they went out on several dates, accompanied each other to a few business socials and events, and even went on a few out of town trips together, sometimes with Sebastian. They all had become very close. Kimone would spend weekends at Zien’s house and vice versa, but she and Sebastian were the best of friends and almost inseparable. The relationship that Kimone and Sebastian shared made Zien love her even more and after ten months of dating he knew that she would be his wife. He was just hoping and praying she felt the same.

Zien and Kimone had been seeing each other for almost a year and up until this point had never been sexually intimate with each other. They’d spent numerous nights in bed together cuddling and making out but never took it to the next level, neither ever pressed the issue, though they would occasionally talk about it. Kimone knew how much Ayanah meant to Zien and that he’d not had a serious relationship with anyone since her death prior to her. She wanted to take things at his pace so whenever he was ready she would ensure that it was well worth the wait.

Many nights Kimone fantasized about making love to Zien. The passion that she felt when they would kiss or cuddle would burn inside her. She wanted to feel his soft masculine hands caress every inch of her curvaceous 5’5” frame and imagined the various Kama Sutra positions they could perform compliments of her 140 lb. weight & limber flexibility. She dreamt of her soft full lips around his manhood as she orally pleased him and the moans that she would cause to escape as she teased and sucked the head. She wanted so badly to feel him inside her and with each passing day, her love and lust for him grew stronger.

Zien also fantasized about the day he would finally make love to Kimone. He would envision sucking on her full 38 DD caramel-colored breasts and kissing all of those secret spots. He imagined running his fingers through her dark brownish auburn shoulder-length hair as he penetrated her deep from behind. He was excited by the thought of making her scream with pleasure from tasting her love. He wanted so badly to know and fulfill her every want and desire and make all of her fantasies and dreams come true.

To celebrate their upcoming anniversary, Zien, planned a weeklong vacation to the Virgin Islands. They would spend 7 days, 6 nights in a private beach house with a view of their very own private beach. As a surprise, Tobias, Manager of Climax and Zien’s best friend; and Lola, co-owner of Changes Real Estate Company and Kimone’s best friend, hosted a Bon Voyage party. Tobias and Lola, met after Zien and Kimone, started dating. They would always put on a front as if they hated each other as a cover to try and keep their affair secret, even though everyone already knew about it.

Tobias and Zien first met in high school as freshmen and teammates of the football team. Standing 6”3’ in a muscular athletic frame at 250 lbs, with a sweet milk chocolate complexion, chestnut brown eyes, and soft loose black curls, he and Zien were often mistaken as brothers, even though he had a baritone voice with a thick Dominican accent.

Lola and Kimone met in college as roommates. Lola had come to the U.S. from Egypt, to attend high school and college, after she and her estranged father were reunited on her 14th birthday. She had a perfect cinnamon complexion, mesmerizing hazel green eyes, 5”4’, and weighed 130 lbs. Being of Egyptian and Black heritage she was perfectly proportioned where it counted. Her jet black hair was layered and cut mid-length her back with deep waves and loose curls.

At the club, the four of them sat at a table in V.I.P. in celebration before Tobias and Zien were back to their “business as usual” routine. Lola and Kimone continued to talk about the Virgin Islands, the anniversary, and what could happen.

“I’m so happy for you, mama! You and Zien deserve each other. And not to mention Sebastian who absolutely adores you.” Lola said while holding her glass up for a toast. “Congratulations on a wonderful year together and the many more to come.”

“Thank you so much! I don’t know what I would do without you. This was so nice of you and Toby, we really appreciate it. Now, maybe while we're gone the two of you will stop lying to yourselves and everyone else about your fling.” She said with a chuckle as she smiled at her friend.

“Whatever! This isn't about Tobias or me, it’s about you and Zien. Ya’ll need to stop tripping and make good use of that beach house, everything in it, and that private beach!” she shot back in a slight sister girl tone.

“You are such a freak!” Kimone squealed and then began to laugh with her friend.

“Don’t hate cause ain't no shame in my game. I like to experiment and explore and YOU, my friend, need to be exploring Zien!”

“If the time is right then it will happen, you nympho! I am not going to rush anything.”

“That is so sweet! But you heard what I said. A week, alone, a private beach house and beach.... it don’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.” she said with a smile. “Anyway, I bought an anniversary present for you and Zien, but you can’t open it until you get to the islands.” Lola smiled as she handed Kimone a medium-sized iridescent gift bag.

“Thank you! Though I’m almost afraid to know what’s inside, coming from a freak of your stature.” She joked.

“Shut up! You could learn a thing or two from me. Let’s go dance.” She said while standing and pulling Kimone from her seat and towards the dance floor. They danced for a few songs then returned to their seats with Tobias and Zien. They chatted for a while then it was time to leave. Everyone wished them fair well and best wishes and they were off in style with a black stretch limo & chauffeur.

After getting settled in, Kimone and Zien took a walk along the beach, then had a romantic dinner and drinks at the beachfront restaurant. As they watched the sunset, Zien took Kimone by the hand saying, “Kimone, you have shown me how to love and be loved again, and I am forever thankful for that. You have changed Sebastian and my life in such an amazing way and we love you so much.” He smiled then continued. “You are such a beautiful woman inside and out and I’m so grateful to have gotten a chance to know you. I am so lucky to have a woman… No, a Queen of your stature in my corner and by my side. I thank you for everything you have done for me and Sabastian, even the little things you don’t know about.” He kissed her hand then smiled at her before speaking again. “Sebastian and I think it’s time for you to become a bigger part of our lives…” he says as a waiter places a small saucer with a black box in front of her. With tears in her eyes, she opens it to reveal a beautiful Tacori 2 ct Asscher cut center stone with 1 ct Baguette siding in a Rose Gold and Platinum band. "Kimone, Will you marry me?” he said as he got down on one knee still holding her hand. Before she could answer tears began to stream down her cheeks and all she could do was shake her head. “Well, I’m hoping those are tears of joy and the head-bobbing means 'YES', otherwise I’m in big trouble.” Those at nearby tables who were attentively watching giggled softly as they anxiously awaited her response. She smiled at him as he wiped at her tears and said, “You made me mess up my makeup..." Everyone laughed for a moment then once again got quiet to hear her answer. "Of course it's a YES!” He placed the ring on her finger and they kissed passionately.

When they returned to their beach house Zien began to kiss Kimone with the same passion that would always ignite that fire inside her. He held her close and whispered in her ear “It’s time.” He swept her off her feet and carried her to the bedroom where he began to slowly undress her before laying her on the bed. From the sound of his voice, she instantly felt weak in the knees and an eruption of wetness exploded in her boy shorts and flashes of heat began to course through her body, sending chills down her spine. Zien caressed her breast as he continued to kiss her body until he reached her love. He gently parted her legs, kissing slowly down her thigh. He paused for a moment to inhale the sweet scent of her sex before taking his first taste of her. He licked her lips slowly, up and down a few times then quickly inserted his tongue inside her, moving in a circular motion, then in and out, before teasing her clit. In her head, she screamed “OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! GOT DAMMIT!” He parted her lips and gently sucked on her clit then he'd flick it with the tip of his tongue gently then harder. She let out several deep guttural moans of pleasure while gripping the sheets trying to regain some form of composure to herself. Finally, she just grabbed a pillow and covered her face with hopes of muffling the sounds of her moaning.

With each of her moans, his excitement and manhood grew. He loved the sounds he caused her to make and being able to please her. He continued to tease her clit as he watched her breathing become labored and her body started to spasm from pleasure. He knew she was close and he wanted to make sure it would be good, one like she'd never had before. He began to devour her, with her lips spread wide & the opening to her love exposed and vulnerable to his will, he passionately sexed her with his tongue, licking up and down then plunging in and out, slow then fast until she reached a euphoric climax. But still, he didn't stop until he made sure he'd gotten every last drop of her love juices. She was in a daze... the room was spinning, her breathing was shallow, and her body tingled all over. She thought to herself how never in all of her fantasies or even in real life had she ever cum so hard and how he just took in every last drop of her spirit. That moment had a very powerful meaning to her.

Pleased with her response, he climbed on top of her and held her as he whispered in her ear, “I have dreamt about this day and doing that to you, for several months now. There is so much more I want to do to and for you. I am going to make all your fantasies and dreams come true... Seven days, seven fantasies.” She smiled at him as her body still gently convulsed occasionally beneath him and said, “Well right now it’s my turn,” as she switched places with him. “Mmmm, it’s bigger than I’d imagined. This is going to be fun.” She thought to herself as she removed his boxers. With a firm but gentle massage, she teased his nuts as she took his 10-inch hardness into her hands and began to slowly tease and suck. She flicked her tongue up and down the shaft of his love and he moaned softly from pleasure. She sucked on his balls one at a time then both, as she massaged his manhood with her hand, causing him to moan again a little louder. She massaged his love sucking it in and out of her mouth, slow then fast like she was enjoying a lollipop or Popsicle, doing tricks and everything (on some porn star status, for real). She wanted him to feel the same pleasure that he'd given her. She was excited by playing out her dreams of giving him oral pleasure and she loved it when he moaned for her, it made her even wetter to know he was enjoying what she was doing to him. She wanted him to enjoy it so much he couldn't hold back. She knew she almost had him there when his hips started moving with her motion and he begged to be inside her.

She straddled him then slowly lowered herself down inserting him deep into her warm and snug, soaking wet throbbing walls. They moaned in unison at how good it was to finally feel each other. She slowly rotated her hips allowing him to fill her deeply and hit her spot before she moved up and down on his long and thick rod. She rose slowly then came down with a little force to feel him deep inside and he quickly flipped her onto her back changing their position. It excited Kimone how he just aggressively passionate he was with her. He then positions her right leg between his, turning her on her side, and placed her left leg on his right shoulder. Again a deep guttural moan escapes from them both at how deep he was and how good it felt.

“This has always been one of my favorite positions.” He says while caressing her breast and ass before driving himself deep into her.

“Mmmmmm, mine too.” She purrs in response. He grabs hold of her shoulder to penetrate her deeper as his motion intensifies and she meets his every thrust.

"Baby, u feel so good. Like I was made to fit you perfectly", Zien says between thrusts.

"You feel so good to me too Papi", she purrs back as his stroke hit her spot just right. They moan in unison as they increase their pace. Their moans get louder as his rhythmic penetration hits that perfect spot that takes them both to an explosion of orgasmic ecstasy.

“That was amazing!” Zien said after regaining control of his breathing.

 “Even better than I ever imagined or dreamed" Kimone replied.

 "I’m going to enjoy this vacation if every day is going to be like this” they said in unison and then began to laugh.

“Oh! Lola bought us an anniversary gift.” Kimone said when she saw the iridescent bag on the floor by the dresser. “I wonder what the freak got us.” She joked as she removed a gift-wrapped box from the bag. “Ooh!” she purred, sitting on the bed beside Zien.

 “Hmmm… a Kama Sutra kit...” He said as he laughed a little before continuing “This is going to be an interesting week.”

She smiled and replied, “Seven days... Seven fantasies. With all these possibilities, indeed it will be!”