Sasa was really beautiful! Up close, she was so stunning! She was from Mozambique but her mother was from Portugal and she had lost both her parents in a ghastly motor accident when she was six and had lived all her life with her paternal aunt who was a former school headmistress.
Her aunt had instilled discipline in her and kept her away from drugs and waywardness. She looked up when I stepped onto the deck, walking toward her confidently and frowned at me. I saw from the corner of my eyes that a young muscular man in shorts and a vest made a move toward me.
I was holding a couple of glasses in my hands and in my right clutch was a glass of her favourite drink, which I had bribed to dig out from the bartender in the bar, in the inner deck. I offered the drink like an oblation to the gods as I walked toward her, with a bright smile.
She removed her dark shades and frowned again, as I handed over the glass.
“Have we met?” She asked with an accent.
I smiled and shook my head.
“I just noticed that you’re lonely and it’s unfair to let you be on your own.” I returned.
I saw her wave the approaching bodyguard away and I heaved a sigh. She squinted her eyes and accepted the drink.
“Thank you but I’m not alone.” She replied. “And I’m not available for anything. If you are thinking of starting anything.”
I smiled again. She was blunt!
“I have no intention of doing anything.” I raised my arms.
“Then, why will you go through all the trouble to get me a drink?”
I sipped from my drink and leaned against the iron rail.
“I just felt it’s time someone set you free from your prison. You need to catch some fun.”
She looked at me and smiled.
“Do I look like a person in prison?”
I shrugged.
“There are different kinds of prisons. How about if I tell you that I can make your aunt leave you alone to catch some fun without interference for a day or two?”
Sasa looked into my eyes and smiled.
“Don’t believe everything you read. My aunt can’t stop me from having fun.”
“Oh yeah? Let’s get out of here then and go have some fun.” I challenged.
She looked at me all over and laughed.
“And why should I do that? I don’t even know you.”
“I’m Mark. I am just an idle lucky chap who inherited a lot of dough.” I lied.
It was the cover my aunt got for me to be able to get aboard the yacht. Aunt Steph’s connections and money helped to make it stick.
Sasa looked at me and smiled.
“OK, Mark. Tell me why I should go with you and have some fun.”
I leaned over.
“Because I have a ten-inch blood-filled powerhouse. It’s better than the dildo you are accustomed to.”
I noticed how she froze. Her fingers tightened around her glass. I knew I had gone a bit too far, it was a gamble I had decided on. It was either she slapped me or fell for my brave act.
I had studied her well in the past few hours and noticed that she was an uptight young girl. How she curled her legs when she was sitting or how she stared at men in briefs – when she thought no one was watching.
She met my eyes shyly and I stared back into her light grey pupils. She blinked and looked away. I reached out to touch her elbow and drew her closer.
“I promise not to hurt you. But I want to fuck you. I’ve wanted it since I got on this yacht.” I whispered.
I saw the goosebumps hit her skin suddenly and I drew her to my body, in a bid to make her feel my body heat.
She shivered and looked around shyly. I noticed that her bodyguard was watching us like a hawk and it would take a slight gesture from her to put me in trouble but I wasn’t bothered. I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it.
“Mark. You’re a bad boy!” She whispered fiercely and blinked into my eyes.
“Let me show you how bad I can be. You have sweet lips and a good bum I want to mark.”
She giggled and touched my chest.
“Sorry, but it’s not going to be possible.” She whispered.
“And why is that?” I wondered, my heart somersaulting.
She nodded toward a direction to my left and I followed her gesture. I saw a woman seated alone on a chair and watching us carefully.
“Not until you can get rid of her. There’s no way this can happen.” She said and winked at me.
I didn’t know what to say. Sasa walked away from me quietly and made for her chair some distance away. I turned to look at the woman watching us for a moment or two and sighed. She wasn’t that old, I thought.
She was probably in her fifties but she looked rather masculine than feminine. She was clothed in a long flowered dress that reached her ankles and she was drinking a whiskey.
I thought of what to do for a moment and decided I had to do something about that woman or there was no way I was going to get my target. I smiled at Sasa who had her glasses back on her face and walked to her aunt.
The woman frowned, as she watched me approach. I was deliberate in my steps and stopped before her.
“Hi, beautiful!” I greeted.
She frowned again and I drew a chair to myself before she could say anything. I dropped into the chair and sighed.
“I think it’s better I get the impending disgrace instead of being a coward,” I said.
She bent her head to a side and assessed me for a moment or two. I studied her closely and I realised that she was a pretty woman, with strong features. Her nose was curved like a hawk’s and her lips were thin and hard.
Her eyes were harsh and cold, but there was something else there, a loneliness that craved some attention.
“I’m Mark. May I know you?”
She smiled and shook her head.
“You know, I’m old enough to be your mum. What are you trying to do?” She said, in a strangely sweet voice.
I smiled.
“Who’s talking about age here? I’m trying to chat with a woman who caught my fancy. Is there anything wrong with that?”
She smiled again.
“Don’t try to play nice with me, young man. I know what you’re trying to do.” She said.
“And that is?”
She sniggered and picked up her drink, sipped from it and watched me quietly.
“You want my niece and you think if you can get into my good books, I’ll allow you to have your way.”
I chuckled.
“No. I want you. I thought if I could get to be friends with your niece, I’d be able to get you.”
She frowned again.
“And why will you want that?”
I rested back in my chair and thought of the lie I would present to make this thing work. I noticed that her hand was shaking and knew I was having some effect on her.
It must have been a while since someone my age gave her such attention.
“I prefer my woman mature and experienced.”
She watched me for a while and sighed.
“And who says I want someone your age?”
“You have no choice in this matter. One way or another, I’m going to fuck you. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
She gasped. I was sure she was wondering what kind of effrontery I had or if I was sane at all.
“You’re crazy!” She spat but I could see the response in her eyes and pulsating breasts.
“Am I?” I challenged. “Or, you’re simply just too cowardly to find out what I can do with you.”
There was an awkward silence. It was the point of decision! She would either slap me or take me up on the challenge.
“I’m too old for you.” She said calmly. “Please, leave me alone.”
I rose up and stretched my hand toward her.
“Come on. I’ve been craving for you for a while now. Don’t kill this feeling.”
She smiled at me and watched me for a while before taking my hand. I turned to look at Sasa and winked at her. I leaned into the older woman and whispered.
“I’ve not gotten your name.”
“Margaret.” She whispered back and I could hear her voice trembling.
“Come on Margaret. Let’s get somewhere private. I have a few things to do with you.”
She giggled and I held her by the waist. She looked at me shyly and tried to pull away.
“Stop it. People will be staring at us.”
“Who cares?” I threw caution to the wind.
“Please let me talk to someone.” She begged.
I nodded but refused to let her go. She beckoned to a lady seated some distance away and the other rushed over to us. She said something to the other in a language I wasn’t aware of and the other woman nodded respectfully.
“And who’s that?” I asked as we walked away.
“My niece’s manager.” She said.
I walked with the older woman through the yacht’s interior, toward my cabin and smiled. If the gamble I was playing worked out, I would get everything I wanted on a platter of gold.
Written by Big Mak
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