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I decide it’s best to click off my overactive imagination now before I awaken the “Pussy Pleaser.” Yeah, that’s what they call me. A muhfucka who knows how to use his tongue, fingers, and dick to please the punany and make that shit weep. It’s also the nickname given to my dick by a chick I once rocked with. Whew, she had that goody-goody. But shit, she was a nutcase! Now that I’m sitting here thinking about it, it seems like most of the good pussy I’ve sampled has been attached to a nutty-ass broad. Go figure. I shake my head, glancing over at the Chocolate Beauty one last time on the sly. I wonder if she’s a damn nut, too!
I pull the rim of my NY fitted down over my eyes, slipping the buds of my earphones back into my ears to finish watching the rest of Columbiana on my iPad until it’s time to board.
• • •
Two hours and fifty minutes later, we are making our final descent into Curaçao International Airport. Yo, real shit, I can’t wait to kick back and unwind for the next ten days. No cell phone, no emails, no Twitter or Facebook updates; just sun, fun, and, hopefully, a whole lot of good pussy.
Once the cabin door opens, I quickly grab my shit and dip out toward customs to get my passport stamped, then head downstairs to baggage claim for my luggage. I spot the three beauties as they’re coming down the escalator and making their way over to the carousel. Chocolate Beauty catches my eye again. This time, I wink at her. And she smiles back, blushing.
I grab my bag, hop a taxi, and make my way over to the Renaissance Hotel. As the driver makes his way around the island, I stare out of the window, taking in all of its beauty. Somehow my thoughts drift back to Chocolate Beauty. I squeeze my dick, deciding that once I get to my room, busting a quick nut is well deserved and much needed.
After I finish checking in, I get to my room, strip down, beat my dick, then drift off to sleep. I don’t wake up until almost eight p.m., pissed that I missed out on Happy Hour from six to seven down at the Infinity Bar. The bar is located down on the third floor where the Infinity pool and man-made beach are. I jump in the shower real quick, dry myself off, then throw on a pair of Polo cargo shorts and a white V-neck tee.
The minute I make my way over toward the bar and see three women sitting there talking along with a few other hotel guests, I glance up at the starlight sky, smiling. I know without seeing her face that Chocolate Beauty and her girls are staying right here in the same hotel.
The bartender looks up and greets me with a smile. “Welcome back, my friend.”
“Wyndel, my man,” I say, reaching out and shaking his hand. “It’s good to be back.” He asks if I want my usual, a Sunburn: tequila, triple sec, and cranberry juice. Although I’m not much of a drinker, I make an exception to have at least one drink, maybe two, a night while I’m on vacay. “No doubt,” I tell him.
I catch all three beauties watching me in the wall mirror, seemingly on the sly. I can tell they’re digging what they see. At five foot eleven, 170 pounds of gym body, the body’s right. I look over at them and speak. They speak back.
As Lady Luck would have it, there’s an empty bar stool right next to the one I have my eye on. I snatch it up. Shit couldn’t get any better. “So how are you ladies enjoying the island so far?” I ask as Wyndel slides me my drink.
“From what we’ve seen so far,” Caramel says, craning her neck to look at me since she’s farthest away, “it’s a beautiful island.” Molasses and Chocolate agree.
“Yeah, I love it,” I say, taking a sip of my drink.
Chocolate Beauty shifts her body slightly toward me. “Sounds like you come here often.”
I smile. “Yeah. I like beautiful things. And Curaçao is full of beauty.” I lick my lips.
She smiles. “Nice.”
Molasses looks over at me. “So what do you recommend we check out while we’re here?”
I ask how many days they’ll be on the island. “Five days,” she says.
“I tell you what. How about tomorrow I show you beauties around the island?”
I can tell I’ve surprised them. Shit, I surprised my damn self. But, hey, if I’ma get up in Chocolate Beauty’s hips, I gotta do what I can to expedite shit. All three of ’em are down.
I smile. “Cool-cool; by the way, I’m Markeith.” Molasses, Caramel, and Chocolate introduce themselves as Alicia, Mya, and Jade, respectively. “Nice meeting y’all.”
“Same here,” they say in unison.
I glance at my watch, tossing back my drink, standing. “So, tomorrow morning, cool? Say, ten o’clock?”
They look at each other, then me, nodding. “Sounds like a plan,” Caramel says. We exchange room numbers, then decide to meet down in the lobby. I toss a Ben Franklin up on the bar.
“Leaving so soon?” Chocolate Beauty asks, eyeing me. I can tell she’s feeling right from her Happy Hour drinks.
“Yeah, I have a date with three beautiful women in the morning, so I gotta get my rest.” They smile. And the minute Chocolate Beauty seductively licks her lips, I know I’ma be buried balls-deep inside her, sending her back to the States with a permanent smile on her face. “Yo, Wyndel. This is to cover these beautiful ladies’ drinks. Whatever’s left, keep the change.” I say good night, then head back inside the hotel.
• • •
At ten a.m. next morning, they’re already downstairs sitting in the lobby. We say our greetings, then head out the door. I decide to take them over to Punda, the shopping district, then over to St. Anna Bay Channel. We walk through Fort Rif, which has shops, restaurants, and bars, to get to the Queen Emma Bridge into Punda.
“So where you beauties from?”
