Sugah & Spice (5 page)

Sincerely,

Khalil

             
Sugah held the letter to her chest. She was breathless. There was something stirring in her and she wanted to release it. “Soon,” she said. When she entered her apartment, she dropped the letter to the floor. It was as if she had walked inside a different place. New furniture, new flooring, new everything, greeted her. “Wow,” was all she could say. Something else suddenly hit her. He hadn’t used his alias to sign the card, he used his real name. Now she wanted him more than ever, and Sugah always got what she wanted.

“Khalil, Coffee, whoever you are, you better watch out. I am going to give you a sweet tooth you won’t be able to get rid of even if you tried,” she said with confidence, admiring her new digs. Yes, her life was already changing before her eyes, and indeed for the better. Sugah dropped down to her beautiful, red, oversized sofa and put her feet up. “Umm, I could get used to this,” she said. She allowed the comfort of her new sofa to sweep her into a much needed slumber. That night she dreamt of what she would do in reality with her new employer. The next thing she knew, her hands took life of their own and massaged, caressed and stimulated her body. She imagined those hands were Coffee’s, stirring Sugah all over himself. Sugah felt an explosion. When she woke up she was in heaven. “Damn, I
didn’t
know you could cum in your sleep,” she told herself. The smile upon her face was priceless. She rolled over on her side and went back to sleep, picking up right where the dream left off. Coffee was where she wanted him to be, pleasing her pussy in more ways than she thought possible.
             

Chapter 4

             
When Sugah woke up the next morning, she felt invigorated. She looked down at herself trying to move.  Her love juice was all over her hand, making it sticky like glue. Her thighs had it all between them and her
pussy was still dripping wet
throbbing for more. “Damn, was I really dreaming? I need to chill out. This is too crazy,” she told herself. But Sugah couldn’t stop thinking about Khalil. She smiled wishing that the things they did in her dream was reality. Sugah wanted to fuck him all night long. If he was good as she knew he would be, she would also have him for breakfast, lunch and dinner
,
soon. Slowly she began getting up from her new sofa, where she had slept all night or at least tried to sleep. Rubbing her eyes, Sugah looked around the room. When she saw that her apartment was still updated, she knew that what happened yesterday had really happened. She had gone to the meeting, met new people and was given her first assignment to become a member of their organization.
But she was still unsure about getting involved with them. There were a millions questions running through she head and she was determined to get answers.
Sugah shook her head smiling, making her way to her bathroom. She needed a cold shower.

             
When she got all cleaned up and dressed, Sugah went to open the box sitting on her living room floor. She slowly read the contents and noticed a business card. She looked at it and a huge grin consumed her. Khalil’s cell, home and work numbers was handwritten on the back of the card just as his note explained. His personal email address was also written on the card. “Damn, now I don’t have any excuse for not getting in contact with him. He definitely made sure of that,” Sugah said. Her body suddenly got overheated and she felt her spot get hot. Why was she so drawn to a total stranger? He could be a serial killer or rapist. They all could be crazy and now she was involved with them. Sugah began to panic. “They know where I live. Oh my god! What have I done,” she spoke in a frantic tone. “Calm down. Take a deep breath and relax. You are okay. They will not do anything to harm you. Remember you went to them in the first place, so it’s your own fault if something does happen.”

Sugah didn’t like when she listened to the voice in her head. She wasn’t crazy or was she? Many people talked to themselves, she was sure of it. Shaking that thought, she continued reviewing the details of her trial assignment. If she got this done right, she would be worry free about money. According to the information on the paper from Khalil, if she got the contract, she would have about five thousand dollars
to put
in her
bank account
. Wow, she thought. This is some serious cash. I have to do my best.
How hard could it be, she asked herself?
Her phone rang, bringing her mind back to the present. “Hello,” she answered.

“Good Morning Sunshine. Did you read over all of the information for this afternoon? I will meet you down at the Marina
,
say around twelve fifteen. Mr. Blakemore will be with me. All you have to do is pretend to be the woman in charge of renting the more expensive and exclusive yachts. He loves throwing his money around and all we have to do is catch it. How did you sleep,” Khalil finally asked. He was making her head spin with all of his talking, so early. Sugah needed her caffeine first. She walked into her kitchen and put on a pot of strong black coffee. She smiled again while scooping the coffee into the coffee maker. When he paused, she answered his questions.

“Good Morning to you too and yes, I slept well. I have all the information I need. It’s in the bag. Just do your best not to show any connection to me today. If Mr. Blakemore gets any indication of that, he will not be pleased. I know his type. He needs all of the attentio
n and likes to be sucked up to.
Working at high-end department stores taught me well about rich people and what it takes for me to get their money.
Don’t worry that handsome big
head of yours, I got this, okay.”

             
“Oh, so you got jokes!” He couldn’t help but laugh. He really liked Sugah and the fact that she had a sense of humor gave him more attracted to her.
Khalil was impressed by her confidence. He was getting more and more intrigued by her as he got to know her. When his sister, Java, approached him after the meeting yesterday with the inclination that he was losing focus, he ignored her. But maybe she
was right. Why Sugah? What made her so different from all the rest? He would just
wait
to see what happened first before he made a complete ass of himself. He knew she was attracted to him. It was obvious as they rode
the elevator together and the wa
y her eyes lit up when he looked into them.
Even when he saw her on campus, there was an obvious attraction between them.
Yes, Sugah was into him just as he was into her. But business was business. Maybe it was time to just focus and let nature take its course. If it was meant for them to have more than a work related relationship, then it would happen. Nothing forced ever got positive results, Khalil told himself.
And that was something he knew all too well from his last relationship.
Khalil thought about his ex for a minute, wondering if they would ever cross paths again. There were still matters that needed attended to where we were concerned, and if he had his way, they would get to the bottom of it. He still needed closure to move on with his life. She owed him that much.

             
“Hello? Are you still there,” he heard Sugah ask in the sweetest voice. His dick was getting harder by the minute. “Ah…yeah
,
I’m here. I was just listening at you speak. Didn’t want to interrupt you, I am a gentleman.” Sugah laughed. Was she nervous?
Did he make her nervous? Khalil loved every minute of his conversation with Sugah, and knew that he was going to love working with her even more.
“Well, I won’t hold you. I will see you later then
,
”
he finally said.

“Okay. See you later and Khalil, Sugah won’t be present today. Spice is about to make her grand appearance. Just wanted to warn you before you show up today.” He smiled. “Whatever you say, let’s get this money, Baby.” They hung up without another word needed to be said. Sugah liked the sound of him calling her baby.  

             
After taking several minutes to calm down, Sugah placed the card into the pocket of her robe and went to pour herself a huge mug of coffee.
Her heart was doing flips. That couldn’t possibly be good, the way he made her feel. Shaking those thoughts, s
he fixed a light breakfast, got dressed and went to see her new client. The weather in the city was beautiful so
Sugah
decided to wear a colorful maxi dress on top of her tiny fiery red bikini. A swimsuit was only fitting were the occasion, Sugah thought. After all, they were meeting at the Marina
and would probably spend the entire day on a beautiful yacht
. If she wanted to secure the contract, it was time Spice stepped onto the scene. What man wouldn’t want to rent a beautiful yacht from a beautiful, sexy, young girl wearing a beautiful red swimsuit? Red was turning out to be Spice’s signature color, Sugah thought. Maybe that would be the way she stood out from the rest. It was settled. Red would be
Spice’s
partner in crime.

             
The weather in the city was beautiful and airy. The breeze kissed Sugah’s face and ruffled her free-falli
ng curls. The walk from her
apartment
to the Marina
was delightful and to her surprise not as far as her imagined. The place was amazing. There we
re boats of all shapes and sizes
, with unique names. The one that stood out was named after her mother “Charlotte”. Sugah smiled thinking of her mother and the great times they shared together. She missed those times long
ing to have her mother as
her best friend again. Sugah pushed those thoughts away as
she
channeled her inn
er diva. She looked down at her watch. Just as she was looking back up, she saw Coffee and who she assumed was Mr. Blakemore. “Game on,” she said putting on her best smile. Sugah was about to perform an award-winning role, which would secure more revenue for her new place of employment. Summer semester began in a week, so Sugah needed the money to get all of her supplies, books and still send some home to her mother.

             
As they approached her,
Sugah
felt butterflies in her stomach. Coffee looked good enough to eat in his white linen
and whit
e
-
tan sandals. His eyes met hers and Sugah immediately knew what was on his mind. They spoke to each other without having said a single word. She shifted her attention to the man he had next to him. She had to admit the older gentleman was a very nic
e
looking man. He had features like Victor Newman, from the Young and the Restless. He was truly tall, dark and handsome. His dark hair moved with the wind. He used his right hand to fix it, but the breeze from the water tasseled it more. Coffee and the man must have shared a joke because when they finally got to her, they were all
laughs. Sugah jumped right into character. She extended her right hand, while holding a white clipboard in her left.

“Good Afternoon gentlemen, so nice of you to finally join me, shall we
,
”
she said glancing down at her Chanel watch she bought herself as a gift for working so hard.
Both men looked at each other and all smiling seized. “Mr. Blakemore, I presume”, Spice said. The man was speechless for a moment.

“Yes, and may I ask your name
,
young lady? You are definitely not the usual type I do business with.” His voice was sexy, sultry and soothing, Sugah acknowledged to herself.

             
“And what type might that be
,
Sir?” Spice asked, removing her big framed sunglasses to look the man straight in the eyes. She didn’t like when people hid their eyes when they talked with her, so she never did it. Sugah waited for the old man to answer her, but he just stood there in awe of her natural beauty. “What wer
e you saying Mr. Blakemore, Sir?
We don’t have much time to look at the yacht due to your tardiness, so if you don’t mind, shall we get to it?”
Th
e old man cleared his throat and nodded like a lost puppy. Coffee put his hand over his mouth enjoying her performance. She never broke character once. He wanted her even more. As for as he was concerned, she had passed his test and was already getting promoted too much bigger projects.

Sugah began walking in the direction of the boat she was to show her new admirer. The roundness of her ass hypnotized both Coffee and the older man. They watched her ass sway from side to side wanting to follow any where it led them. She glanced back at them and added a little extra pep to her step. When they got to the “Secret Passage” Sugah stopped. It was time for Spice to do all the talking
from that point on
.
“Here we are Gentlemen,” she said waving her hand toward the boat.

             
“Oh…I love the name of this boat,” Mr. Blakemore said.