She was in one of her famous pose, wearing a pink bra with a neck strap-on, a sexy pink g-string revealing a tattoo above her thigh

She was in one of her famous pose, wearing a pink bra with a neck strap-on, a sexy pink g-string revealing a tattoo above her thigh

Zola received a text message from Brian, the shy and smartly dressed geek she had met at Sandton City Mall last month.

“Hi baby, I will be at the club performing tomorrow” Zola said

“Oh I would definitely want to come, do you have a place for me?” Brian asked

“Sure” Zola said

“Okay what’s up for dinner?” Brian asked

“We’ll find out when we are there” Zola said

“Sharp” Brain replied.

Zola the South African rapper girl was performing at Hush Night Club in Johannesburg; it was a rap contest featuring rappers from provinces around South Africa. Just six months ago, she had called it quits with her bad boy lover TKay, he had heard a lot of rumours surrounding her boyfriend for a long time but just like any girl who had a crush, she dismissed the juicy stories as false rumours by people who had an ulterior motive.

It was well known around Jozi and in the hood, that TKay had an army of girls chasing after him, they would never miss a chance for a selfie or autograph signed by the popular bad boy. TKay was never short of female company in his entourage. Every week, one or two lucky female fans ,presumably a girl up for auditions, backup dancer  or ‘studio assistant ’would be seen in the back seat of his BMW coupe.

Zola was an artist; she understood the implications of being in this industry, the fame, the attention, the never-ending schedules and gigs, the adoration from fans, the media and the gossip. That is one of the reasons why she decided to date an artist, a guy with something in common, someone who understood and supported her career. This guy was TKay; the relationship had gone well for about 3 years now. Three years is a long time for celebrities and couples in the entertainment industry, if you consider the short-lived romances of most Hollywood couples.

In Zola’s mind, this was South Africa, not Hollywood, she was going to abide by the Ubuntu culture of respecting long-term relationships and faithfulness, she was not going to be a Khardashian or Miley Cyrus.Outwardly, she was as trendy as they come, a fashionista, always looking sexy in the right attire for any function, but inside she was a traditional Xhosa girl, very decent, respectful of elders and cultural values.

While many girls would lose respect for their roots once they got a taste of the city life, Zola was among the few who were determined to promote their art without compromising their values.However, when it came to falling in love, she was just like any other girl. She couldn’t resist the advances of TKay, an alpha male socialite.

The breakup happened on a Saturday night, TKay was supposed to be at a social event, but she caught him red handed in bed with one of his groupie girls. That was the last stroke, so all these rumours were true after all, she knew it deep down but she needed evidence. She found it and was never going back.

It was 9:00pm, the show at Hush Club was in full swing, the club was packed, guests were having refreshments and enjoying dinner. Zola’s new boyfriend was sitting at the dinner table dressed in a white tuxedo suit. All eyes were fixed on Zola, she was performing and dancing to her all-time hit “Pink Summer at the Beach”. She was in one of her famous pose, wearing a pink bra with a neck strap-on, a sexy pink g-string revealing a tattoo above her crotch, and her trademark dark sunglasses and glass heels. Out of the corner of her eye, Zola spotted TKay in the crowd, he was a subdued figure, the results of their breakup was evident on his face. Zola was smiling at somebody in the crowd, and it was not TKay.

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when he came back, he found her naked with nothing on but a panty and bra

when he came back, he found her naked with nothing on but a panty and bra

So Lindiwe was still fast asleep when her husband woke up early in the morning to catch the morning flight to Mauritius. They were not on talking terms, she thought he was going for one of his secret romance trips with one of his secretaries.

Kelvin packed his dark travelling bag with only a few things that included a dark jacket, Gillette shaver, Old Spice deodorant, a pack of business cards, an ipad in WanderFolio, 4 shirts, pants, mints, toiletries kit, neckties, suit, equil-JOT smart pen and other accessories. He looked at his briefcase, he felt he needed it but he left it anyway.

The flight was scheduled for 8:00 am, he got into his car and drove off to the Cape Town International airport which was just 15 minutes drive from his home. He would leave his car parked at the airport for his wife to come pick it up. As he got off the car, he caught attention of a female figure coming of out a Toyota Yaris about 100 metres away. As he walked off to the reception, he waved at the woman who seemed to smile back. At the check in point, he kept glancing back to find out if the lady was following behind to take the same flight with him.

To his excitement, the lady was taking the flight to Mauritius, she looked at him as he was going out of the door, as if to tell him to wait for him. Kelvin slowed down his stride, he had made up his mind that he was going to talk to her, as she came out of the door, Kelvin smiled “Good morning”. The lady smiled and asked “Hi, are you going to Mauritius?” Kelvin replied “Yes, this is the flight to Mauritius madam. It’s about to leave”.

“This is your seat Sir” The flight attendant led Kelvin to an empty two-seater in the middle of the plane. He took a seat by the window and watched the passengers as they came in. The lady waved at Kelvin as she passed by to occupy her seat at the back. At this moment, Kelvin felt this was going to be the best flight of his business career, unlike the usual, boring and monotonous flights that he was accustomed to. In such cases, he would just sleep and hope to be at the destination when he was awake, but on this occasion, he didn’t feel like sleeping, he felt like an excited tourist visiting a mysterious destination. There was a lot of fantasizing in his mind which kept him awake, and there was no denying the fact that the object of his fantasy was that elegant lady on the plane whose name he still did not know.

They got off the plane at SSR International Airport and chatted in the lobby while they were waiting for a shuttle to their hotel rooms. They had booked the same hotel, and by this time, their careers in the corporate world had drawn them together, her name was Natasha, she was the planning coordinator of a big brand and he was the CEO of a retail startup in Cape Town, South Africa.

In the morning, they were seen sharing a table for breakfast in the hotel dining room. “Okay, let’s meet tonight for dinner” Kelvin said after exchanging business cards with Natasha. “I will come to your room”, Natasha said. At exactly 9:00pm, someone knocked the door on room 24, to his surprise it was Natasha, she was wearing a silky flowing grey dress that emphasized her bottom curves. They sat on opposite sides of the bed watching a wall-mounted HDTV screen in front of them. After a moment of silence, Kelvin excused himself to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, he found her naked with nothing on but a panty and bra.She looked hot in a black-stringed thong with white crotch, black shoulder-strapped bra, a silver belly piercing ring and toe ring on her left foot.They made love, kissed, rolled and sucked….meanwhile Lindiwe was scantily clad in a short night dress, moaning and groaning in bed with Patrick, her reluctant secret lover and workmate.

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