I was relaxing on the couch in our apartment. It was half past nine and Loyiso was working in his back office. My mind drifted to that sensual close encounter with Dudu in my office when Loyiso walked in. How could I have explained the serious lip lock with his best friend the woman I supposedly could do without in our lives?
I was drifting in and out of sleep when my cell phone buzzed. I quickly grabbed it to read my new message from Karabo: don’t forget your boards for Monday morning’s meeting. I texted her back: Of course not and threw my phone back down on the table. A few seconds later it went off again; Karabo was notorious for blowing me up at night with her last-minute thoughts or as she liked to say “Bursts of inspiration.” I sighed and grabbed my phone again but this time it wasn’t Karabo it was Dudu. I sat up as I read her message: Can I see you tonight? Are you done with your business meeting?
Since my business meeting was just an excuse to avoid Dudu in the first place I was pretty much available but I texted her back: Finished early but really tired. Think I’m gonna just go to bed.
For a few days I had successfully avoided Dudu hoping that I could casually sweep our experience under the rug along with the conflicted feelings I felt for her. Unfortunately with each passing day my feelings for Dudu or the guilt of my actions would not dissipate. I wanted to see her but I knew in my mind that I shouldn’t; I couldn’t.
My cell phone went off again. My heart began to race; I felt trapped. This was unfamiliar territory for me as I always have a solution to problems confronting me. I didn’t know what the fuck to do at that moment. I hastily grabbed my phone took a deep breath and read Dudu’s message: I’m at the Hyde Park hotel; meet me for a drink. I just want to talk.
I stood and began to pace back and forth in the living room thinking about what I could say to Loyiso to explain why I was leaving the house at 9:30pm on a Friday night even though I had not told him that I had any plans. Unable to think of a good excuse I started typing back to Dudu: I can’t leave tonight and Loyiso is still up. I stared at my message and then erased it. I wanted to go but I knew it was for all the wrong reasons. My mind began to play devil’s advocate telling me to just go meet her for a drink; it wasn’t that big of a deal.
Before I had a chance to text Dudu back she texted me again: Tsholo don’t think just come. It was almost like she was reading my mind and she was right; I was thinking way too much about the situation. I stared at her message and quickly typed back: I’m on my way. I was excited to see her.
Then reality hit and hit hard. What would I tell Loyiso?
I slowly walked toward his office and gently knocked on the half-open door. He looked up from his computer.
“Hey” he said softly.
“What’s up? You going to bed already?” he asked.
“No my sister just called me. He really needs to talk so I’m going to go meet her.”
There it was a complete bald-faced lie in a very convincing tone. I hated lying to Loyiso but I didn’t know what else to do. I wanted to see Dudu. “Okay. How is she doing anyway?” Loyiso inquired.
“She’s okay; you know. Just taking one day at a time” I said.
“Tell her I said to keep her head up” Loyiso said.
“I will. You sure you don’t mind me going?” I asked feeling my guilt rise with each syllable that escaped from my mouth.
Baby it’s ok. Your sister needs you; so go and I still have a few hours of work to do here” Loyiso said as he started shuffling the papers on his desk.
“Okay so I’ll be back as soon as I can” I said.
“Take your time” Loyiso replied.
With that I turned to leave feeling a sense of relief excitement and guilt. Then Loyiso said something that jilted the shit out of me. “Where are you meeting her?”
“Where does your sister want you to meet her?” Loyiso asked again.
I was speechless since I didn’t expect Loyiso to ask me any specifics. I turned slowly back towards him simultaneously thinking of another lie to tell.
“This um Moja cafe” I quickly said thanking the Lord Jesus that I didn’t stutter too much.
“Oh okay. Well be careful; make sure you take a cab. I don’t want you walking this time of night.”
“I will baby” I said as I turned and walked back down the hallway towards the front door.
As I grabbed my coat
I arrived at the hotel around 9pm and walked into the lounge off the main lobby. My eyes immediately found Dudu sitting alone at the bar. I felt nervous and excited all at once. I took a deep breath and headed over to where she was sitting. I always loved the hotel. It had a quaint and very sexy ambiance and tonight it was all that and more. The lounge was seductively and dimly lit with soft candlelight. Smooth jazz melodiously filled the room. It was a slow night but not dead. An eclectic mix of people business and social filled the room sipping cocktails and engaging in pleasant conversation.
Dudu sat at the bar sipping on red wine. She looked great. She was wearing a white skirt with a matching white tank top subtly accentuating her cleavage. Her hair was down and naturally curly.
“Hey you” I said as I slid into the bar stool next to her.
“You made it!” Dudu said with a broad smile on her face. She leaned over and planted a kiss on my cheek. “Thanks for coming!”
I couldn’t help thinking how beautiful and sexy this woman was and it was blowing my mind because ever since we kissed she seemed even more beautiful and sensual than before.
“Can I buy you a drink?” Dudu offered as she waved the bartender down.
“Sure I’ll take a white wine thanks” I said as I tried to make myself comfortable.
“Coming right up.” Dudu ordered my wine then turned her bar stool and all her attention towards me.
“So I take it you’ve been busy since I haven’t heard from you in a few days” Dudu said as she looked me up and down with a seductive grin.
“Yeah well about that Dudu” I said as I adjusted myself in my seat. I felt uncomfortable as if just meeting her for the first time. “I guess I’ve been trying to deal with what happened it really threw me for a loop you know?”
“Yeah I figured as much which brings me to the reason I asked you here tonight.”
Dudu turned and took a sip of her drink. Maybe she was just as nervous as I was but she did not look it at all.
“Tsholo I wanted to apologize for kissing you. I get caught up sometimes and well I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. It won’t happen again.”
I felt instantly deflated upon hearing Dudu’s words. I guess I hadn’t expected her to throw in the towel so quickly. Truth be told; I wanted to kiss her again.
My attraction to Dudu was real and even though I knew it was wrong I couldn’t deny it. Even worse I couldn’t bring myself to say what I was feeling so I took another gulp of my wine but as I placed my glass back on the bar Dudu placed her hand on my thigh.
“Unless of course you’re not okay with that Tsholo” Dudu said as she gave me a look a look that told me that she knew I wasn’t.
My body immediately tensed up and I couldn’t speak. My words were stuck between my thoughts and my mouth. Dudu smiled then leaned in close to me. “Can I tell you a secret Tsholo?” “Sure” I said hesitantly.
“I have been attracted to you since the first day I met you. Remember? At the opening of Loyiso’s company?” Dudu asked as she slid her hand slowly up my thigh.
I took a deep breath breathing in all of her sensuality in that moment.
“You are so sexy to me and I admire your ambition creativity and drive” Dudu said as her hand continued up my thigh.
I felt my body temperature rising with each syllable she spoke. I wanted to kiss Dudu so badly it was insane. I reached out and put my hand on top of her hand. Dudu looked deep in my eyes again.
“I have a room upstairs.”
“You do?” I said in a soft almost muted voice.
“Do you want to come up?” Dudu asked. She continued to rub my leg as she moved in to caress my inner thigh.
“I promise no regrets” Dudu said as she gave me one last smile. I was speechless as I watched Dudu quickly finish her drink pay the bill and stand. She gave me one last look as she turned to leave. I watched her for a few seconds as she headed out of the bar realizing that she never waited for me to answer. I guess she knew I wanted to be with her just as bad as she wanted to be with me.
I downed the last of my wine like a 2-ounce shot before standing and quickly following Dudu out the bar and up to her room.