Asia stood in line at the liquor store with a cheap bottle of Absolute Vodka tucked under one arm and the baby in the other. She’d been so stressed out it seemed as if the only thing that seemed to relax her lately was alcohol. After releasing the pictures of Sandino, the reporter had offered Asia a paid interview for her side of the story, but after she received a phone call from Sandino’s lawyer threatening her with a cease and desist letter, Asia hadn’t gone through with it. She did, however warn Toni that if Sandino didn’t take the paternity test ASAP, she would continue to blast him in the media.
As Asia continued waiting, her patience was beginning to run thin as the clerk took his time ringing up the customer in front of her. She listened as the older white gentleman told the clerk he was new in town and was looking for something fun to do. He then went on to say, he preferred to go to a nice bar instead of a crowded night club. The clerk responded by telling him about some of the bars in the area.
“Hey, can we speed things up? You’re holding up the line,” Asia said, shifting her weight from one side to the other.
When the clerk and the customer continued to chit chat, Asia was pissed that she was being ignored. Deciding to walk to the front of the line, she was about to go off, but paused when she saw the attractive white man pull out a gold money clip full of hundred dollar bills and pay for his items. Asia’s eyes instantly bulged out of her head and lit up like Times Square on New Year’s Eve. Suddenly the lyrics from the old Wu-Tang song popped into her head.
“Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dollar dollar bill y’all.”
After watching him walk out, she quickly paid for her items, went to her truck to put the baby inside, then walked over to the man’s hunter green Jaguar XF just as he was about to pull off. She knocked on the window and smiled. As soon as he rolled the window down, Asia noticed how he was layered with the trinkets that only rich men would wear…not real flashy but symbols that said he probably had money to blow. His solid gold Rolex shined like the sun as she glanced at it; knowing it wasn’t a knockoff by the way the second hand swept the dial.
Only a pro can spot a real Roley, she thought to herself.
Wearing a low cut tunic dress, Asia could see him looking at her breasts as she leaned over on his door teasing him. This was all part of her plan to get him to notice her.
“Hello, I couldn’t help but overhear you in the store saying that you were looking for something fun to do tonight.”
The man looked down at her breasts again and licked his lips. “Yes, I did. Do you have something in mind?”
“Since I heard you say you prefer a bar vs. a night club, there’s this really sexy restaurant called Nobu on Collins Avenue that you might enjoy. Their food is delicious and they make great Mango Martinis,” Asia said, playing with her hair.
“Nobu sounds like my kind of place,” he said, looking her up and down like she was a piece of meat.
“Let me give you my number and maybe I’ll join you. I’m looking for some fun myself tonight.” She batted her eyes.
Asia hadn’t had a decent meal since arriving back in Miami, so she’d purposely chosen the place. After giving him her number she walked off making sure she did her famous stallion stride. As he watched her ass like a deer in head lights, she knew he would call her within the hour.
It’s crazy how dirty old white men love black woman, but will never commit to one, she thought.
Nevertheless, Asia seemed to always attract rich white men even though technically she came onto him, and this one was no exception. After getting into her truck and pulling off, she started into traffic as thoughts continued to race through her head. She suddenly thought about the conversation she had with the lawyer’s assistant about Skye and the renovations to their house. Suddenly, she made a u-turn in the middle of the street and headed over to Sandino’s house again to see what was really going on. Asia opened the bottle of vodka and poured some in a cup while taking huge sips as she drove to Sandino’s house on a mission.
“If that bitch Skye thinks I’m just gonna go away, she’s wrong. Ain’t that right, SJ?” she yelled to her son in the back seat as if she expected him to answer.
Asia turned up the music when she heard her favorite song, Someone Like You by Adele.
“I heard that you’re settled down, that you found a girl and you’re married now,” she sang along.
She finished off the vodka in her cup and instead of pouring another one she just turned the bottle up. As she continued to listen to Adele she found herself unable to hold back the tears. Between the postpartum depression she’d diagnosed herself with and the amount of alcohol she consumed Asia was an emotional wreck.
When she reached Sandino’s street, Asia drove by slow and parked across the street when she saw Jordan outside in the yard throwing his football in the air. Looking like a miniature Sandino, she couldn’t believe how much he’d grown.
The yard had been cleaned up well and seemed back to normal. Asia even noticed a few freshly planted orchids. She continued to watch, wondering where Skye was until Asia saw her pull up in a white convertible Bentley Continental GT with thirty day tags a few minutes later. Asia fumed as Skye got out carrying several shopping bags from Saks, Hermes, and Tory Burch. She went ballistic and started punching the steering wheel immediately.
“No this bitch ain’t driving a brand new fucking car! The car that I want! These muthafuckas are really trying to play me. I can’t even get a dime, but this bitch is flossing around town.”
When Asia saw Skye and Jordan go inside, she quickly grabbed her pocket knife out of the glove compartment and jumped out of the truck. “Let’s see how much you floss now, bitch,” she said, while running toward the driveway.
Looking around to see if anyone was watching, Asia displayed a revengeful grin right before driving the blade deep into the front passenger tire. She then made her way around the entire car until the other three tires had also been destroyed.
“This will teach her ass not to fuck with me,” Asia said before looking around again.
Knowing she wasn’t done, Asia climbed up onto the hood never bothering to remove her shoes before quickly pulling up her dress. Asia didn’t have to worry about the alarm since Skye hadn’t activated it, but she had to act fast before someone drove by. Pulling down her panties, Asia squatted in the perfect position then proceeded to piss all over the hood of the brand new car. The more she thought about Skye living the lavish lifestyle she wanted, Asia didn’t care who saw her at that point as she looked up at the living room window. To her surprise, someone was watching her all along. Asia started at the man as he looked at her with complete shock. But instead of stopping, she flashed a devious smile.
After leaving a puddle of urine, she jumped down and ran back to her truck.
“I hope you like the gift, bitch! I’ll be backkk,” Asia said in her terminator voice before skidding off.
She cursed and continuously banged the steering wheel with her fist while making her way out of the neighborhood. The moment she thought about Skye not locking the door, Asia considering turning around and leaving a bowel movement in the driver’s seat until her phone vibrated. Realizing it was a text, she finally decreased her speed, and read the message. It was from the guy at the liquor store, inviting her to a hotel for drinks later that night. A smile finally consumed her face.
I would loooove to. Meet you there at 8, she texted back.
Guess instead of eating some food he would rather get straight to the point and eat this pussy, she thought.
Later that night, Asia stood in the mirror piling foundation on her face. She then stepped back and admired herself in a tight fitting strapless dress that outlined every curve. It was as if the designer made the garment especially for her body.
“Damn, I look good,” she said, blowing herself a kiss in the mirror.
Asia made sure she fed the baby more than usual so he could be extra full. She also made sure he was dry and asleep on the bed before leaving him alone. Asia figured since she’d done it before and everything worked out, there was nothing wrong with leaving him again, especially since she planned to be back within three hours. Moments later, she eased out of the room and left for her date with one thing in mind, getting some much needed cash.
Asia looked at the address he’d texted her earlier and realized it was only a few blocks away. A few minutes later she pulled up in front of the Hilton Bentley Hotel. With a motive on her mind, she decided it wasn’t a good idea to valet park just in case she had to leave in a hurry. So, she found a parking space on the street and went inside before getting on the elevator and heading to the sixth floor.
Her feet were already starting to hurt in the five inch stilettos she wore. She wanted to reach down and pull them off so badly, but the thought of showing up with bare feet wasn’t a good look. Most women would’ve been nervous about going to a strange man’s hotel room, especially after being raped, but Asia was desperate and had her pocket knife in her purse for protection.
When the elevator door opened she made her way toward room number 624, then knocked on the door. He opened it immediately. His eyes were glued to her as Asia stood in front of him with a seductive stance. He was impeccably dressed in a short sleeve linen shirt with pants to match. Appearing to be at least sixty, he was a tall, solidly built man with silver colored hair and piercing blue eyes.
“You look so hot,” he said, taking Asia by the hand and escorting her inside.
She immediately noticed the dim and romantic lighting in the hotel room as he walked over to the mini bar and opened a bottle of Veuve Clicquot. Asia watched him closely while he poured her a glass to make sure he didn’t slip anything inside her drink. He then passed her a glass and held up his.
“Let’s toast to a great evening.”
“To a great evening,” Asia repeated.
While sipping her drink she looked around admiring the nice, spacious ocean view suite. The eggshell colored room had a large, king size bed, a leather sofa and the highest quality of furnishings. She also noticed packets of condoms and lube on the table.
Checking her watch, Asia knew she didn’t have much time to socialize. So, she finished off her drink and walked up to him, grabbing his dick. He looked at her with a devilish grin.
“I see you’re a woman who doesn’t like to waste time. I like that,” he said, removing his clothes.
Asia did the same.
Moments later, she got into bed and watched as he walked over to the condoms and opened a pack. For an old white man, his dick is not that small, she thought.
After putting on the protection, he quickly eased on top of her. He then slid his fingers inside her pussy and started sucking and licking on her breasts at the same time.
“Ummm, that feels good,” Asia moaned.
Unable to wait, he slid inside her. He moved his dick in and out teasing her wet pussy, which drove him crazy. Asia started grinding him extra hard pulling out all of her best moves. He started growling like a grizzly bear and pumping her extra fast. He grabbed her tight and pounded her pussy rough and hard to the point where it was beginning to hurt. At that moment, she suddenly had a flash back of Zoe raping her. Asia was just about to start fighting him off until she heard him grunting loudly and yelled he was about to explode. Within seconds, it was all over. He came so hard he looked down hoping the force of his semen didn’t destroy the condom.
Asia looked over at the clock beside the bed and saw that he’d only lasted seven minutes. Under normal circumstances she would’ve been pissed, but this time she was actually grateful. With a gentle but powerful shove, she pushed him off of her. After a few gasps, the man was snoring.
Asia shook her head. “That’s a damn shame,” she said, grabbing her phone and taking pictures of him naked. She then included herself in a photo kissing him with her tongue out. When he almost woke up, she quickly layed back down and pretended to be asleep. The minute he started snoring again, she eased up and went for his pockets. Asia took the entire $800 dollars he had along with his American Express card.
“This was like taking candy from a baby,” she said, quickly getting dressed and slipping out his hotel room a few minutes later. After safely getting away, she checked her watch and smiled from ear to ear. “It only took me less than an hour to accomplish my goal.”
Feeling extremely proud, she whipped out her phone and sent the man she’d just robbed a text message.
Thanks for the money & your credit card. If u call the police or report this card stolen I will send pictures of our wild night to your wife on the address I got off your license. I would hate to break up your marriage Mr. James Randolph!
Asia smirked as she hit send.
With some money, a credit card and a plate of food that she’d picked up, Asia walked up to her hotel room feeling on top of the world. Approaching her room, she was extremely surprised that the baby was still asleep and not crying to the top of his lungs.
“He’s being trained well,” she said to herself.
After putting her hotel card in the door, and walking inside, Asia immediately dropped her food on the floor and gasped when she looked over toward the bed. The baby was gone!