Anna yawned. This date was so boring. First of all he was part of the big belly class of rich men. There wasn’t anything that they had in common. At least it was lunch and not dinner so she wouldn’t have to spend much money on transport.“You are very beautiful,” he says in his drawling voice. But with the way that he speaks it sounds like he’s saying ‘Yua vari butiful’. Anna smiles at him, hoping her lack of interest comes off as being shy. That works well in a country this conservative. This guy’s name is Charles apparently. She actually Googled him and found out that he is in a top position at one of the country’s parastatals meaning that he has lots of money that he is probably siphoning away from public funds through corruption. Manipulating money off of him won’t make her feel guilty because it’s a fact universally known that these guys in parastatals, government workers and politicians are all routinely stealing from public funds.“So what are you doing after this?” He asks her
Charles had called her out of nowhere and asked if she was busy. It was a Wednesday and her mother had given her a card to go and buy groceries with. She agreed to go out with him so he had picked her up at the supermarket. He was driving around a orange-gold Toyota Hilux.“Good afternoon, beautiful,” he told her in his strange way of pronouncing things. Anna gave him her not-so-real smile, but-not-exactly-fake smile. She went into the passenger seat. Basically Charles had called her to take her around while he conducted his business. She was basically the pretty car buddy. He drove about one hour out of Harare where he was monitoring a construction site. In his truck there was blue prints of many different buildings. While in the truck Anna goes through them feeling bored.Then he drives to another site where she waits in the car for another hour. Then he stops by the supermarket where he buys her some fruits juices and pastries. At that point she tells him that she has to meet her c
Anna did not know that she had to look out for other people besides her mother. That’s the danger of dabbling into certain things…there are potential consequences everywhere. What Anna did not know about Charles was that Charles was actually his real name. And polygamy was his game. Men are allowed to have multiple wives in Zimbabwe, so Charles chose to have four. And in order to have multiple wives, one must go through a phase where they have multiple affairs. Because the reality of the matter was that no matter what a culture normalizes no woman likes to share her man. Charles would have had more wives if it weren’t for the tenacity of the second oldest child by his second wife.Rhea was the fieriest of Charles’s children. She had single-handedly been thwarting her father’s womanizing ways for years by ruining the lives of all of his mistresses to the point that they would
Clinton…well actually Munya, Anna had to adjust to his real name had asked if she wanted to come by his house after lunch. Anna knew that meant sex, and she was so horny for him. She wanted him badly. They entered his house and she began to take off his shirt. He lifted her up by her butt cheeks and carried her up the staircase into his room. He had a king-sized bed. Munya removed her dress and put it on the chair nearby. She was still on her period but on the last day. They continued to kiss. Munya moved down to her neck sending intense tingles down her neck. He wasn’t like her last boyfriend. He did not have the awkward fumblings of a young man, he knew how to touch a woman. He was driving her mad and he hadn’t even entered her yet.“Wait,” she said breathlessly and pushed him away a little. “I’m still on my period,”
Anna looks at Munya’s dried cum on her thigh. This was so weird. She knew that the Depo Provera shot was ninety percent effective against pregnancy. Last night had been wild and crazy. They had made love for hours. The setting definitely contributed to the sexual experience. The bungalow that they were staying in was like a multimillionaire’s getaway house. Munya walked into the bedroom pushing a tray. There were all sorts of breakfast treats on it.“Good morning gorgeous,” Munya says. He comes up to her and kisses her. Things starts to heat up quickly and the kiss turns into a morning quickie. For breakfast, Munya made her a cheese omelet stuffed with mushrooms and toast with a bowl full of fresh, cut fruits.After that, they went to the beach and Anna got to try on one of her new bikinis. The water was warm, clear, and beau
Anna wakes up at five in the morning to a knock on her door. She gets up and wonders who could be waking her up at this hour. Suddenly everything that happened yesterday hits her. It could be Munya…or even worse..it could be his wife…Anna looks through the peephole on the door and sees an Indian man that she has never met before. She opens the door.“Hello?” She says to him. The Indian man smiles at her.“Good morning Ms.Moyo. Henry sent me to pick you up and escort you to London,” He tells her. “We’re meant to leave in an hour. Is that enough time for you? Your flight to Johannesburg is going to leave at seven thirty,”Anna looks at him. “Um, okay and you are?”
Anna woke up to the clanging of pots and pans. She stretched. She can’t remember the last time that she slept so well. She squinted her eyes and looked around. She could still still hear things going on in the kitchen and she really was in the presidential suite that took up an entire floor in the Ritz Carlton. That meant that what had happened with Munya and her mother had really happened. Anna sighs and gets out of bed. This hadn’t been the way that she wanted to move out of her mother’s house, but it was what it was.In the kitchen there is a blonde woman wearing a chef’s hat preparing a meal. Anna looks at her for a moment. She’s quite beautiful. Anna keeps asking why when there are pretty girls all over the place, she would be one of those chosen to be this guy’s fake wife….The blonde chef turns around and
Anna was woken up by movement in her room. She rubbed her eyes thinking that it was Chef Anna with her nine o’clock breakfast but it was Sophia. Sophia smiled at her and apologized for waking her up. She had an evening dress on a hanger.“Henry has arrived and will see you in the evening at Nobu,” She explains to Anna. Anna looks at the evening dress.“Who will I be wearing?” Anna asks with a yawn.“This is a simple Valentino dress,” Sophia tells her. Anna nods and falls back into the bed“You’re paintings are excellent by the way,” Sophia tells her as she leaves. She’s gone before Anna can respond. Anna tries not to panic too much about meeting Henry by checking her application with iTalki. It’s been approved. Now she can determine how much she will charge per hour. She