Chapter 6: Darren

Hearing a siren from down at the street level, I wake up and get dressed.  Looking out the bedroom window, I notice an accident just outside of my apartment building.  It looks like a taxi hit a pedestrian.  "Oh well, I guess they will look where they are going next time."

After slipping on my gym shoes, I go down stairs to workout.  Usually there are quite a few people here, but this morning no one is around.  I work out in the eerie quiet and remember how busy it usually is.  Matter of fact, at one point in time I had thought about getting a home gym put in my penthouse, but I don't like the clutter.  

When I'm done with my workout, I come back upstairs to take a shower and after I get dressed I find a yogurt in the fridge for breakfast.  That reminds me, I need to get some groceries today.  On that, I remember my mental note from yesterday about running by GNC and picking up some protein powder.  

On inspection of my outfit for the day, I notice that I have a hole in my shorts.  I change them quickly and pick out a pair of navy blue shorts and a black sleeveless shirt.  Grabbing a pair of running shoes, I slide them on and shut the door to my penthouse behind me.

Somewhere between the elevator and the front door, I realize that I had forgotten something last night.  "Shit!"  How could I have forgot about my date with Cindy?  I really must have been tired.  

A week ago, blonde haired bomb shell Cindy was walking down the hall at work and she motions for me to follow her.  Knowing full well that she wants me, I watch as her scrumptious ass sways in front of me, all the way into the copy room.  Once inside, she slides her skirt up and shows me that she isn't wearing panties.  

How could I pass this up, so I grab her, pressing her big breasts into my chest.  After licking her ear, I lean down and run my hand up her inner thigh.  I was right.  She is already dripping wet and ready for me.  

My fingers slide into her and I fuck her hard and fast.  I watch as a moan escapes her pretty little cherry red lips in ecstacy.  Imagining her mouth swallowing my swollen cock whole, starts to drive me insane enough that I unzip my pants and just before I manage to pull out my dick, Roger walks in and interrupts us.

What fucking timing, I almost tell him to fuck off and give us a few minutes to finish up.  However, I decide that this is not the place or time for me to punish my sweet little Cindy.  Instead, I made a date with her and then I completely forgot about it.  There was so much I had planned to do to her too.

For the next hour, I sit at my desk in pain from my immense erection.  That hotty, made me so hard that it just wouldn't quit.  Now, I know that I could have just gone in the bathroom and taken care of it myself, but with so many women around me to screw, why should I?

Oh well, I turn the corner outside the apartments and walk a fast pace to the GNC.  I decide to go to GNC first, because I have quite a bit more to get at the Market and it is farther away.  It only makes sense.  Manuel's market has been owned by my friend for about 50 years and hopefully he is around for many more years to come.

Walking faster, I go down a couple more blocks, noticing that the scenery turns from a family area to commercial and see the sign for GNC.  Slowing down, so I am not flushed and sweating when I arrive, I realize that I look forward to seeing Talia again.  We have an understanding between us.  When I want sex, I call her.  She obliges and doesn't ask for more, because she knows full well that I don't do relationships. 

She loves being tied up, gagged and dominated.  I in turn, take care of that for her, making sure that she is more than satisfied when we are done.  After all, she loves all her holes filled with come and being punished for the slut she is.  What man wouldn't want a woman like that?

I open the door and come face to face with Talia.  Looking her up and down, I notice that her breasts are popping out of her too tight blouse.  Not drawing attention, I fix her blouse before her nipple slips out, then I lick my finger and taste her sweetness on me. 

"Mm.  I have forgot how good you taste on me.  We need to get together really soon.  How about tonight?"

She looks sad and replies, "I can't, I have to work and then my parents are coming into town for the rest of the weekend.  Sorry." 

I reach up and slip my finger back in her blouse to pinch her nipple.  "I will make you sorry slut."  I whisper in her ear.

She instantly blushes and her porcelain face turns red.  I could swear that she is Chinese, but I have never asked her.  Between her jet black hair, her green eyes, her big breasts and her nice full ass, she looks so hot that I want to fuck her right now.  Sure she has a little frame, but the rest of her isn't.

"Anyway, I need some protein powder.  Go grab some for me."  I stand up my full length and tower over her 4 foot 10 frame.  

Looking up at me, she smiles and turns around, hurrying off.  When she returns, she has a couple bottles in her hands.  I take a look at each one and once I decide, she puts the others back.  

I watch her hair bounce with every step she takes and notice that it matches her breasts.  Suddenly, I feel really hungry.  Not for food, but for her and wish she didn't have to work.  Oh well, life goes on.  I follow her to the counter and after paying, I leave with my bag in hand.

Next stop, Manuel's market.  I sure am glad that I wore my running shoes today, because I underestimated the walk from the apartment to the store.  Usually I just take a taxi, today though, I wanted something different.

As soon as I walk into the market, Manuel sees me and comes right over.  "Ey, Darren.  For what do we have the pleasure of seeing you today?"  He smiles and shakes my hand firmly.

Manuel, is a 76 year old mexican, straight from Mexico.  When he was 12, he ran acrossed the border and has been here ever since.  51 years ago, he started the market out front in a little cart he used to push around.  One day, the man who owned this building asked him to be partners wth him and ever since he has owned this place.

"I seem to be out of food.  Going to stock up on all the essentials."  He nods and smiles as he runs in back to grab something.  When he returns, he has a package in his hands.  

"Remember last time, I told you about this?"  He opens it up and shows me the contents.  I take a piece out and eat it.  

"That is wonderful, where did you get it?"

"My cousin in Mexico sent it to me.  He said that he made it last month and it is all the craze there now."  Proud of it, he smacks me in the back with his other hand.  "Don't forget to come back in a week or two.  He promises to send some up for everyone to buy."

"I will, my friend.  Right now though, I have to get a little bit of everything." 

"O.K., I will leave you to it.  Next time bring the misses."

Frankly, I forgot that he seems to think I am married.  "Manuel, I hate to break it to you, but I am not married."  

He turns and starts laughing, "I have seen that haunted face on one too many men before.  Some woman has her claws in you and until you marry her, you won't sleep at night.  To get over her, if you want I can get you some, just let me know.  All you have to do is marry one for a year and you can get all you want."

I shake my head and laugh whole heartedly.  "No, Manuel.  Thanks, but no thanks.  I am good on all that.  I will never get married.'

He comes close, "Are you sure?  I smell a woman on you and yet not married.  Hmm.  Think about it."

I laugh again and pat him on the back before continuing to pick out my supplies.  The rest of the time he stays in back, unpacking produce.   After checking out, I grab my bags and hail a taxi.  Putting everything in the trunk, I sit down in the back seat and watch the cars go by.

When I get home, I put all my things away and sit down on the couch.  I turn on the T.V. and start to relax, when I get a call from Jake.  Letting it go to voice mail, I decide to deal with it later and watch a movie till dinner.