Dineo

Did I really have to agree to this breakfast meetup? What were we going to talk about? Is it even too late to turn around now?

I saw Menzi as soon as I rounded the corner. He is sitting outside with his fingers drumming the table.

I sat down, "Sorry to keep you waiting." I said, placing my bag on the empty chair.

"No worries, I got here a few minutes ago." He said, as he signalled the waiter, we both ordered the breakfast special and coffee.

"So is your friend going to drag you again to get laid this weekend."

I smiled, "Thankfully no, she's happy that I got laid." I shook my head as I took a bite of the toast.

"And here I thought that she would have moved to getting you a boyfriend."

"I'm pretty sure she's planning to take me on blind dates." We both laughed.

"So, are you single?" Menzi asked, lifting his head and looked at me.

"No, and I'm not looking."

"Yeah, relationships suck," he said, taking a sip of his coffee. "I don't do relationships."

"And what do you do?"

Menzi shrugged his shoulders, "I like to just fuck around, no strings attached, no nothing, just two adults agreeing to just have fun."

His eyes zoned at me, "Have you ever done that Dineo?" My name rolled off his tongue like butter, I shook my head.

He smirked at me and looked like a bad boy in just a blink of an eye, "Do you want to try it, huh? Just to play around, no strings attached."

How did we get here to this point? I almost choked on my toast when he said that while looking at me like he saw right through me. Did I even want all of this? I mean I was in no position to get into a relationship but does that mean that I can't have fun.

It has been a while since I got some, and no guy has managed to turn me on. I might have thought I have a problem if it wasn't for this guy who is looking at me, making me squirm.

"No strings attached?" I asked again. Menzi nodded, "No strings attached, just fuck and that's it." He said sitting back.

I could never say no, not when he showed me what he is capable of in bed. "Okay."

"One more thing." He said, coming closer, resting his hands on the table, "No other guy is going to touch you."

I gulped down, his voice went cold when he said that making me shiver, I nodded.

"I want to hear you say it, darling."

"No guy is going to touch me."

"Except for who?"

"You."

My heart is beating fast, is this really happening? Did I just agreed to be fucked by this while he told me no another guy is supposed to touch what he touches and that turned me on like crazy. Is something wrong with me? Or maybe I have lost my mind, there's probably something in the air that I breath, that makes me senseless.

His eyes can just make me feel like I can't think and now, well, now I am his which probably sounds crazy, but I too do not want a relationship not when I have too much on my plate right now.

“Tonight,” He said in a low voice, “I want to see you at the old railway at 8 pm and don't be late.” He said standing up as soon as he settled the bill, even though I insisted we go fifty-fifty.

I looked at the time it was almost 7 a.m, and I still had a whole hour to get to work, I could have stayed a little bit longer and ordered another coffee as I tried to process what he just told me, but I went to work and sat down behind the desk and took a deep breath trying to calm myself down.