Johnson

Johnson smiled as he thought of his aunt Catherine when he glanced out the window with his hands in his pockets. His aunt Catherine loved him very much and often referred to him as little Johnny. She used to add additional cheesy toppings because she was aware that he enjoyed eating foods with cheese. He didn't like the food that his cook used to make at his home, so he always went to Aunt Catherine's house with an excuse to play with Ben. He knew that Aunt Catherine would not let him leave without making him eat food in her house. His mother and father were always on their honeymoon. They were such lovebirds. All three of them, Ben, Jakes, and himself, were classmates and best friends, and all it took was a day's stay at Aunt Catherine's house and tasting her homemade cuisine to make him a frequent visitor there. Jakes and his parents were excellent friends, so soon, he became good friends with Jakes as well. When there came a knock at the door, he was completely preoccupied with his own thoughts. After a while, he was able to hear Jakes saying something to the pizza girl, and at that point, I believed to myself that the food must be here, so I turned around. I spotted a woman who was hiding her identity by wearing an enormous jacket and a hat over her head. If I hadn't seen her bangs coming out of her loose cap, I wouldn't have guessed that she was a woman. She was taking out the hot bag when the cap fell on the floor, and her beautiful long dark black hair cascaded on her shoulders like dark clouds covering the moon.

The aroma of freshly baked pizza filled the room, but that's not what attracted him towards it; it was her beautiful hair; she wasn't aware of my presence until I stretched my hand to take a slice of pizza; I could feel her start with shock when she saw my hand, she moved a little backward, and I could smell her freshly shampooed hair, sweet lavender and something like sea salt. Her attention was all focused on Jakes, but I desperately wanted her to look at me instead. I knew what the flavor was as I was

accustomed to having it at aunt Catherine's home when I was a youngster, and because of this, I was familiar with the flavor; so, in order to create some conversation, I asked her which flavor it was. His voice had that effect on people all the time, especially ladies; they felt afraid or melted when I fucked them with my deep, husky voice, and her back tightened as a result. She gently turned her body towards me and remarked in that enchanting voice, "Magical Ben," while raising her eyelashes.

I met beautiful black eyes and got lost in them, the girl was getting nervous under my stare, but I couldn't help devouring her features hungrily; she was illuminating some light like the moon illuminates the light of the sun, and her hair surrounded her beaming face like the dark clouds surrounded the moon, her eyes were so deep that I wanted to read them, her high cheekbones and long nose complimented her face, her full red lips were made to be kissed madly, her long neck was so tempting that I wanted to suck and kiss the spot where the nerve was beating there. Her skin color was so beautiful and unique; she asked something about knowing Ben, I had to force myself to look away and answer her question while simultaneously moving behind my desk to hide the heat that had traveled between my legs. This allowed me to divert my attention and tell her about our childhood spent with Ben.

Jakes continued to be a charming gentleman, and as I observed her gaze straying toward Jakes, something stirred inside me; my inner self yelled, "no!" Her eyes were only to see me, and her lips were only to kiss me; she was mine to touch, and I needed to see her every day, so without giving it a second thought, I asked her name and told her that I want Aunt Catherine and her team to work here in our cafeteria assuming that she would be here as well.

I stared at her with a neutral expression, noticing her face morphed into something odd; I wondered what it was. Was it fear? Suddenly, she stood up and walked away from the table towards the door to leave. Jakes once again demonstrated his kind nature by opening the door for her and speaking to her in a way that caused her to look up at him and smile, which in turn made me jealous. After he had finished closing the door behind her, he turned his attention to me with a bewildered expression on his face.

Jakes eyed me with a bewildered expression on his face; he inquired, "What was that, mate?" I got out of my chair, went towards the bar, and poured a shot for myself since I felt like I needed something like that right now after looking at that witch. I took my time in responding to Jakes and worked on composing my expression as the fucker would know that the woman had got my panties in a twist; I shrugged my shoulders and downed the shot; it made me wince a little as it burned while going down my throat until it became nothing but a warm buzz down my body. Jakes saw me and said, "hey, slow down a little buddy, you have been drinking a lot today; what's bothering you? I rolled my eyes and muttered, "alright alright am telling you, but at that moment, Jakes interrupted me and said, "My God Johnson when will you learn not to be that emotional in life, it's ok, Ben was destined to live this long; there's no need to worry yourself on matters that are not under your control."

I downed another shot and turned to face him, thinking to myself how I should tell him that Nancy had my nut sack in a twist, so I just made up that I was worried about Aunt Catherine and wanted her son Ben's dream to come true, even though that was only a partial truth. I averted my eyes from him

and walked back to the divan to make myself comfortable there. I pretended to be asleep by closing my eyes and pretending to be lost in contemplation, but in reality, I was thinking a lot about Nancy and couldn't stop visualizing her gorgeous long hair on my pillow.

Jakes headed towards the door to depart while claiming that he had a rendezvous with some Clara and advised me to slow down the pace of my thoughts. My thoughts once again wandered to Nancy; in order to clear my mind from the witch, I decided to take a break from work for a few hours and spend some time in the pool. After informing Alison on the phone of my decision and asking her to reschedule the meetings for later today, I left the office and headed toward my house.