All in the Games work part 2

Cienna has decided that maybe she just wants the physical connection of a man; but it isn't worth sacrificing dignity.

One Night Stand vs Lifetime Man

"What are you doing tonight? I was thinking you could come by and entertain me!" Cienna said seductively into the mouthpiece of her phone. She laid across her neatly made queen size bed in a thin, black, lace negligee, gently twirling her hair as if her soon to be prey could see her. It had been almost 11 months straight with no physical interaction with the opposite sex; and tonight was one of those nights where she knew she had an itch that only a real man could scratch. Martin, a guy she met at a local club a few weeks ago, was terribly handsome. They’ve only met for dinner once, but she could tell right away that he was the, I can date you for a short while type, but never the take home to meet momma marrying type. He was arrogant, and self centered, and totally not open to change kind of guy. Yet to an extent, being young handsome and successful he could be. At 6’2”, with ripping muscles, a short tapered haircut, and a well manicured face, he was the type that made even married women look twice. So it came as no surprise that Cienna knew he was the one she needed to get her “fix”. “Cienna, you know I gotta work early in the morning, and I’m not a quick entertainer. So if I’m coming over, I’m sleeping over.” Martin said back in his deep sexy voice. The thought of him staying overnight didn’t exactly thrill her, but the thought of his big, thick hands all over her body, sent her temperature through the roof. “Fine, but just make sure I’m not disappointed! I’m hard to please.” Cienna said jokingly with a smile in her voice, but hoping he didn’t hear the excitement she felt at the thought of finally getting some action. Martin snickered a little then said, “Good… I like Hard! See you in a few.”

Cienna immediately jumped up off the bed, and rushed to her bathroom. She filled her sink with warm water, and nighttime baby wash, then proceeded to quickly wash her lady parts, and other locations where body odor builds up. It had been so long since she had anybody near her purse, and was glad she had just gotten waxed for the weekend trip to the beach she had just gotten back from. After her minute bath, she rushed around her condo making sure she didn’t have anything laying around, like pads, papers or random documents, or worst dirty panties. Once she grabbed everything up, she lit some scented candles, dimmed the lights, and played soft love songs in the background. As she was pulling out a couple of wine glasses and opening a bottle of Merlot, she heard a knock at the door. She ran her hands through her hair, took a quick up down check in the living room mirror, and then answered the door. “About time, it’s burning up out here. You know Dallas is still hot at night!” Martin said jokingly as he bent over to engulf her entire body in a hug. Cienna felt small around him, and not just because he was nearly a foot taller than her, but simply because his presence seemed larger than life. She was only 5’4”, but had legs for days, and curves to kill. However many other things won him over: like her medium brown skin, round perky breast, and thick wavy hair. After releasing her from the long embrace, Martin took a quick inventory of her place. He slightly smirked and said under his breath, “not bad for a single lady”. Cienna walked back toward the kitchen thinking, who asked you what you think? You’re just a stupid POA. “So do you like red wine?” She said gleefully as she poured herself an extra large glass. “Naw boo. But do you have some patron?” He said ruggedly. “Yeah sure.” She was already getting annoyed with him as she reached into her freezer and pulled out an ice cold bottle, but knew if a bottle of patron is all it takes for a quick Piece Of A*s, then so be it. Ohhh he better be worth every single drop!

After they took back shot after shot, and glass after glass, they finally ended up in her bedroom. Martin was strong and aggressive, but still gentle and playful in a seductive way. He pulled her up on his lap, and gently grabbed her hair, while exposing her neck as he kissed it passionately. Each time he crept his mouth closer to hers, she moved away. Finally he grabbed both sides of her face and pulled her into his, and she quickly snatched back. “What’s wrong? Do you not want to kiss me?” He said slightly aggravated. “No, it’s not that, it’s just I’m not big on kissing.” Cienna tried to say in a sincere tone. “BULLSHIT! Every female I know likes to kiss.” She cringed at the sound of him calling her a female like she was some animal species. “Listen, don’t take this the wrong way, but kissing is extremely intimate to me, and I don’t put my lips on every male I meet!” She was hoping he’d drop the topic and get back to business. However, his aggravation was growing by the second. “So wait you’ll let me put my dick in you, but won’t let me put my tongue in your mouth? Man you are a twisted kinda chick.” Now her panties were an instant Sahara, dry and no moisture for miles. Cienna now pissed beyond belief at the thought of inviting him to her place, she hit her breaking point. “You’re probably right. I am twisted. Oh and guess what else, I’m so twisted I just realized I have my own plastic dick in my closet so I won’t be needing yours after all. So you can go home Martin. Have a good night!” Martin sat back and looked at her in disbelief, then quickly and quietly grabbed his things and walked towards the door. Just as Cienna was about to close the door on him, he gestured his arms up and down his muscular frame, “Soak this all in baby girl, because this is the last time you’ll ever see my face again.” Cienna smirked and said “Ohh really, Great! A*****e!” As she slammed the door, and laughed at his ridiculous threat. As he stomped down the stairs she could hear him screaming, and yelling at her, but she turned her music up, pulled out her magic bullet, and drifted off into her own personal ecstasy.

She woke up about 4 hours later and saw several missed messages on her phone, all from Martin. The first few were apologetic, but the last 3 were angry and abusive. The last read “You know what? Forget you stupid trick. You couldn’t handle me anyway, you would rather have something plastic toy instead of a real man. Later b***h…”

Her response was short and sweet. “Pros and Cons of boys: Pros their dicks. Cons They’re Dicks! See ya!” After that she blocked him from ever reaching her again. Sometimes a quickie isn’t worth the 2 hour headache, but a long term love is worth waiting a lifetime. Cienna decided to wait!