Touch me now

They both stared at each other for a while and then he smiled. He put his headphones back on his ears and relaxed in his seat more.

Then it hit him, he was flirting, and this was halfway.

He took his headset off, paused the song, and went over to meet her. he asked her, for her number and social contacts. she did give him willingly. and the tension bubbled more, the air was filled with the muse, it was the oldest magic in the world where the castor and the castle became one leaving the two thinking about what was happening.

Maria had seen him in the bus ticket queue. and she wondered how this brown boy could be this fine and not be arrested for occupying her thoughts

she knew he did not need to say a word then, he did not need to say a word now too, she wanted him, and from what she saw in his eyes he wanted her too.

and that was enough for her to create a world where only the two of them existed, a world of love.

She wanted him, but it was just infatuation at first glance and now She wondered if he was gay or straight.

She wondered if the connection was that of friendship, a thousand questions roamed her mind, Being the former of all or any of the comparisons in her head, she knew her chances with him would be zero.

But, what are the odds she thought to herself? Instantly she sprung to action. She made excuses to those in front of her on the bus line to get to him.

When she was behind him she settled and waited for her chance to make him notice her. This way it would be easy, she thought, and I would know if he was interested. As luck would have it, they were seated close to each other due to the bus ranking she had manipulated by jumping the line.

The bus stopped and a few passengers dropped, including Majid, he was going for an interview.

Not the regular job hunting he was going to show his art to a prospective client who had picked interest, and wanted it on canvas, Majid could not hide his excitement when he heard how much mr Jamie Lawson was willing to pay for his work.

He knew he was good, he has been painting all his life, first as a hobby then he started diving into it as a profession a couple of months back after dropping out of the university.

He learned how to draw from his mother who drew every and anything her eyes came in contact with, he had paintings of himself as a baby, it was one of her most priced possessions which she had refused to sell.

And as he thought about it, an urge to paint Maria had come poking into his heart, as he walked his left hand tapped furiously on his thigh, he tapped continuously like he could hear the thought playing in his head, all he wanted to do was bath maria in ink, let the wet brush take shape and paint the curves of her body, the more he thought about it.

The smile on his face brightened.

At the reception the young lady he met flashed him a smile of her own as soon as she saw him walking towards her, his smile was contagious and she could not help but feel at ease.

Welcome sir she said as soon as he stood in front of her desk, what can I do you for?

She asked still smiling.

My name is Majid Akbar and I am here to see Mr Lawson.

She looked at him confused and then he added.

I am here to see Mr. Jamie Lawson.

She smiled and said," Give me a minute.

She made a call and spoke to someone who seemed to be the boss, so he thought from the way she reacted when the line went through.

He waited patiently for her to finish as he scanned his surroundings taking in the architectural marvel around him, he watched the glass elevators moving up, the golden railings of the steps, and the mild decor which screamed luxury all over the place.

He thought about the owner and how lucky he would be, as he looked on she spoke breaking his attention from the beauty all around him.

You will have to take the elevator and go to the third first floor, the receptionist on that floor will take you to your destination.

Majid walked towards the elevator, and as he stood in it he took a deep breath, put his headphones back on, and closed his eyes.

He opened them back when he heard the elevator sound, announcing his arrival on the floor.

The receptionist on this floor was eager to take him to his destination she had stood up when she saw him and motioned for him to follow her, as she walked briskly towards where he fathomed would be the office of Mr Jamie Lawson.

they arrived at a door that she opened for him and waited for him to pass through before closing the door behind him.

This was a big office but there was no sign of Mr Jamie, it was a lady who was seated behind the large desk and her gaze searched his frame for importance.

Majid did not mind he walked up to her and stood, my name is Majid Akbar and I want to see mr jamie Lawson.

I know she said, your appointment is due in five minutes, please have a seat over there and wait a while.

When he is done, I will inform you. she said plainly.

Majid turned and went over to the well-decorated waiting area, there were paintings in every part of the office, and he knew he was in the right place, he could tell from the numerous paintings that mr Jamie Lawson was a collector, and he hope after today he would become a patron of his art.

Majid finally was seated in front of Mr. Jamie and as he looked at the man who had made him come all this way, there was an ease that flowed through him.

I am glad you could make it mr majid.

I could not believe my eyes after seeing your collection online and I want to propose a proposal, one which would benefit us both.

I would like to offer a partnership, you see I host parties for my clients every month, an exclusive party that billionaires and the likes frequent, you see I want your work to be one of the delights in my events and I would like you to be a regular too at this events, I would like you to create a story for every piece you have.

Where the money comes in is the part where you sell me the art and I will also pay for your time at the parties.

I will be selling your art at these dinners and I would want to know if you would prefer a one-time buyout for your work or if you would want to be in a contract with me.

I am open to future changes if you decide you want to switch, all I ask is the exclusivity of your work, I want it all to myself, every piece you have, and every piece you are planning to paint in the future.

I want to be the only one you will sell to, that is the condition of our business, if you feel like you want to go back and think about it then it is fine.

I don't want to think about it, and I would like all my paintings to be a one-time buyout, its worth will be decided once I am done painting it, and I will only attend your dinners only on a contracted term.

Once it is done we can decide if we should continue from there, Majid replied sharply.

Jamie looked at this innocent-looking man who looked like he had no bone for business dictate terms to him.

Fine Jamie replied, okay when you reach Tina my secretary she would hand you the documents and go over them with your lawyers, she will handle it from here until the deal is signed.

Thank you Mr majid and have a lovely day.

When he got back to Tina the lady who had sized him earlier, she handed him a brown envelope, it was large and he knew the content, he smiled and turned without a word.

He felt relief as he made his way out of the building after fresh air the next thing he felt was the urge to text Maria, he wanted to know if she had gotten safely to her destination, as he chatted her up and walked his smile brightened as he could feel the energy oozing from her, he could tell she was as elated as he was.

What are you up to? He typed.

"Just the regular." She replied.

"When are you getting off work I am starving.

"to see me or eat me?

"I want to do both. but, first, I would like to have dinner with you."

Hmmm okay, where?

"Where would you like to eat? He asked.

"Your house." She replied.

"It's a date then."

"Yes.

I don't think you will be able to make it today."

"Yes I know, is tomorrow fine by you."

"Yes. he typed with a grin.

he was excited, Not because she agreed to come to meet him, but because of the things they would both do, she was his kind of girl, the kind that had a layer of adventure amongst other things.

She came the next day. she knocked on the address he had given her, and as he opened the door, she saw her prize in a white sweater and pants. The charm he exuded came crashing on her like a wave as his eyes and arm motioned her in.

Majid was happy she had come, even though he did not expect her to, she was wearing a short poker dress and her hair was let down she smiled as she looked around his studio apartment and how arranged it was, he motioned her to sit and he sat beside her they talked about his decor and then she moved closer rubbed her hand on his chin and he smiled, he stood up fixed some drinks and snacks and played music on his juke box, they both stood and instead of dancing they kissed, after pausing a while they kissed again and then the shackles of shyness was released, she took his sweats of and then his hand caught hold of the strap of her bra with a switch it came off, she guided his hand to the zip of her dress to set her free and as the dress came juggling down his eyes ran down her perfectly formed c cups, he put his lips on the right one as his fingers went straight below her waist touching her clit he matched the tempo with the movement of his lips on her breast

sending shudders all over her body, and she grabbed him tight, and he put his head inside her, and they went on round after round and style after style.

Majid was sitting on the side of his bed facing the large mirror in his studio apartment, his reflection

in the mirror showing a well-chiseled jaw ripped slim body proof of being an athlete, as his brown eyes traveled his own body, he was lost in thought, what he thought he had done to Maria the night before, how he had made love to her.

But it was all a dream she was nowhere in his house, no trace. And he was trying to remember if she had come, he checked his phone and there it was the last message from her saying she would come.

He checked the date, and then he looked at the date on his lock screen, she had agreed to meet him later today.

But the dream felt too real.

He continued to massage the inside of her honey well. , he did not care right now. Go away miss beatrice was the words he wanted to say, he knew she was here to ask about her pets finding their way into his apartment.

Or maybe something else but right now he wasn't in the mood, he kept stroking her hard and her moans now deep and low tuned him on more, he remembered the first time they had sex, it was at the gym where they met and she used

her mouth to cover her lips so no one would her, the way she was moaning now felt the same, he felt she did not want to moan loudly because she knew someone was at the door, he pushed header into her, teasing her nipples until he heard her voice fill the room, the knocking slowly died down as her volume increased.

He was done for now, he checked the time, still wondering why someone was knocking.

He wasn't expecting anyone to come over, he knew Maria would be too busy with her lover to care about him.

It was just ten thirty-three. It could be anyone, the knocking started all over again and this time a bit louder. He stood and wore some shorts and a tee, and then walked t the door.

There stood Miss Beatrice, she was grinning ear to ear, your other girlfriend just came over she told me to tell you to check your phone.

Majid looked at her suspiciously, but then she began to explain, she said you would understand once you did.

Please have you seen any of my pets I can't find one of my rabbits, I came here early this morning to look for it she said, looking disturbed.

Majid could not answer her question he only asked her a question, when was this?

I said since early in the morning.

No, I meant when did she come? around he knew it was Maria from the description.

He had seen her early this morning with Jamie Lawson.

He closed the door behind him and went after her, he looked around and didn't see a trace of her.

He was really mad at himself now, he felt bad knowing she was there who had come to him and he was busy, busy with Clara.

He rushed upstairs to look for his iPhone and after a few minutes he found it by the door, he picked it up and checked slowly through his messages until he found hers.

Sorry about yesterday I overreacted. The first message reads.

"Can we have dinner later tonight," the second message reads.

"I got lucky today can't wait to tell you all about it."

"Call me when you see this" in the third message.

He checked the messages and the time. She started texting him immediately after he and Clara had gotten to his apartment.

He had no explanations for his actions, he could not tell her anything, what would be appropriate to say in a situation like this.

She was with Jamie only for business?

That could not be he saw them, he saw how intimate they were.

She was happy to be with him, he could not believe it was just business.

He called her phone a couple of times but there was no reply. He then rang her home phone and left a voice message.

"Hey it's me, if you get this please call me back

That one message quickly became several by the morning.

He and Clara went several times more, he knew, Maria might not want him back so he made sure he enjoyed the reason why he would feel bad later.

By morning Clara left and told him she would be coming back he knew she would not, Clara only came to him once in a long while, and each time they had crazy sex before she would vanish again.

He knew for a fact the two of them can never be together, she was not his time, ad she was not his, but they were sexually attracted to one another, and fun it was anytime their bodies touched.

Clara was long gone when he received a call, he was shocked to hear Jamie's voice.

I am glad you signed the contract your remunerations will be sent to your bank immediately and our first dinner party together will be this Friday.

My secretary will give you the briefing so you can team up with the decoration team and set up your collection.

Don't worry, your clothes too will be taken care of, we do expect you to look sharp, see you this Friday he said happily.

And then he was gone, Majid lay on his bed, his eyes watching the ceiling he knew he was in for business, and by Friday he would be meeting Maria at the dinner, but this time, there was no way for him to accuse her of cheating, this time he was still the one on the chopping block and he did not know if he was going to be chopped off.

Messages entered one after the other and he checked his phone.

He checked it and saw bank alerts, he stood instantly, he could not believe the zeros on it, his account had never seen this many zeros.

His mood brightened immediately and then he was sad again, this was the moment he could have called Maria and told her all about his success and she would be happy for him.

They would be happy together.

He stood up and went to where his desktop was and began checking for a home, he wanted a bigger apartment now that he has money to afford one.

Realtors and real estate companies popped up and he scrolled through before picking one he liked. He took their number and placed a call.

I need a house he said plainly.

What kind?

And in which part of the city specifically?

Majid was quiet for a while, he had not thought of where he wanted his house to be.

Okay, the other voice on the other end said, why not I come to pick you up tomorrow and show you the ones we have at hand?

Can you send me some right now with pictures?

Of course, yes.

Thank you.

As he sat there a smile crossed his face. he is

browsed through pictures of cars on his desktop.