refrigerator.
Baron buzzed the bell repeatedly. âOpen up, Aniyah,â he called.
She made her way to the door and unlocked it. He heard the click of the lock. Aniyah left the door and sat on the bed. He turned the knob and came into the apartment.
âAre you all right?â he asked.
âMy papa is gone,â she cried, tears flowing from the effect of the onion.
She got up and turned her back to him. Baron tried not to look at her, but the wetness of the bathing suit clenched to her body turned him on. His eyes traveled up her legs to see her cheeks peeking out from under the bottom of her bikini.
Aniyah turned around and ran over to him. She lay in his arms. Her wet bikini dampened his suit.
Baron looked down at her breasts pressed against his chest. He stared at her as he did the first time he met her in his office. She reminded him so much of Tessa with her flowing black hair.
âYou look so much like your mother.â
âI donât look like my papa?â
Baron tried to find some resemblance to Rupert or one of her half-sisters, but there was no resemblance. He felt that with her resting on him, he had been given a second chance with the woman that he loved. Temptation weakened him. He pushed Aniyah away. He saw a chair nearby and sat down.
âYes, you look so much like him,â he lied.
âI was at the pool before you called. Thatâs why Iâm so wet,â she said as she eased her hand down her body. âWould you like a drink? I sure could use a stiff one,â she said, sniffling.
âI could use one myself.â He tasted the dryness in his mouth.
Aniyah went into the kitchen and returned with two plastic cups in her hands. Under her arm she held a half-filled bottle of rum. She poured nearly a cupful of rum for Baron but only poured herself a little.
Aniyah handed him the cup.
âYou have a heavy hand, I see,â he said as he noticed the amount that she had given him.
âDrink what you want. Tell me what happened,â she said as she sat on the bed. She leaned back on her arms to give him a good view of her body.
Baron began to speak but tried to keep his eyes on an empty wall. He took a sip of the drink as he spoke. One sip too many and he became relaxed. He no longer cared to look at the empty wall. Instead, he feasted his eyes on her. She watched him gulp the drink down and went back to pour him more.
He touched her on the hand. âTessa,â he called her.
âIâm Aniyah,â she reminded him.
He smiled. âNo, youâre really Tessa.â
âIs that who you want me to be?â Aniyah asked as she took his hand and placed it on her cleavage.
âYes,â he said, as he caressed her breasts.
Aniyah was curious about what connection he had to Tessa. âSo why are you so fascinated with my mother?â
âI was in love with her, before your father stole her from me. The bastard knew I loved her. I wanted to take her away frombeing a maid, but Rupert forbade me from having any physical contact with her. He took her for himself.â
âYouâre saying my papa was a bastard?â
âYes.â
âA bastard he could be at times,â Aniyah whispered in his ears as she pulled him up out of his seat.
Baron fumbled a little but kept his balance. He took a strand of her hair and rubbed it on his cheek.
Aniyah helped him out of his suit jacket. She unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it out of his pants.
Baron leaned over and kissed her. âSoft lips.â
Aniyah unzipped his pants. He kicked off his shoes. She helped him out of his pants and striped boxers.
Aniyah slipped out of her bikini bottom. She untied her bikini top to fully expose her breasts to him. They were two naked souls.
Pulling him by the hand, Aniyah pushed him down onto the bed. She dove on top of him, working her magic all over his body.
âTessa!â he screamed as he exploded.
He fell asleep. Aniyah sat up