Nick Lamumba is an intimidating physical presence, a towering pillar of strength at 6'5" and a length somewhere north of ten inches in length and six inches in girth. Nick Lamumba is also the handsome black man who pulled himself out of the gutter, the poor black streets of New York, where Ethan shared his high school, where Nick played sports and Ethan chaired Chess Club. Nick's penetrating eyes seemed to hypnotize any woman he desired, and it made Ethan feel powerless against him. Nick harbors a deep-seated hatred towards Ethan due to a comment that Nick would never be his equal. Nick made it his personal mission to torment Ethan mercilessly, both physically and emotionally, as bullies are wont to do.
Whenever Ethan got a new girlfriend, Nick moves in on her like lightning, striking her heart and libido with deadly precision. Nick is a thousand times better in bed, seducing every single one of them away from Ethan and rubbing their wet cum stained panties in Ethan's face, preferably in public. No matter what Ethan does he will never measure up in Nick's eyes due to implying he is less than a man, so he in turn must prove Ethan is less than a man, unable to keep his women. This cruel game continues on at Columbia, where Nick has an entire posse to funnel hot women to be dangled in Ethan's face, only to have the whole posse gang bang them during some twisted celebration for 'poor wretched Ethan'. With every single girlfriend that Ethan acquires, Nick is always able to convert her and add her onto his list of conquests. At one point, he had Ethan convinced that every woman he would ever have would be bedded by Nick. But Nick stayed on to get his MBA at Columbia, while Ethan fled to Texas. So Ethan's luck with women changed, but his priorities did too. If he couldn't get women on his natural talents, he would get enough money so it didn't matter.
Hired by Chase, Hardwick, and Evans, the renowned hedge fund, Ethan had no idea that his worst enemy Nick was hired by them too. Ethan settled in with his new wife into a potboiler life of pressure to use money to make money faster, while she day traded from home. Prodded by her mother and her own ticking biological clock, Cherry goes off birth control and begins randomly seducing her husband on her fertile days. His wife's daring approach to seduction - flaunting her breasts and pussy on her office visits - only intensifies when she suspects Ethan is excluding her from company events on purpose, unknowing that Ethan is terrified of Nick targeting Cherry.
Nick Lamumba follows Cherry Summers in the hallway towards her husband Ethan's office like a predator stalking his prey with a feral intensity. She glides through the hallway, her curves hypnotizing him with each tantalizing step, her erotic form dancing as if a spotlight shone on her alone, making their way towards the his office. No woman in the world compares to her beauty and grace. They don't make women better than this, he thinks to himself. Nick's mouth waters as he remembers the pictures he's been fixated on, studying the image of her in a lime green bikini while they were on their honeymoon. Her bosom bulges proudly from her chest, exposing far more than just her skin, her stiff puffy nipples nearly poking holes in the fabric. A stunningly white smile with lips as red as blood plays alongside her wild and untamed hair like two intertwined flames of passion. Standing there it is clear that she isn't made for Ethan or any other diminutive white man.
Cherry has a lush body, built for the pleasure of black men like Nick, not for needle dicked white boys like Ethan. At least that was what every single one of Nathan's girlfriends had told Nick with their orgiastic orgasmic cries when he filled them with his big black cock, his massive dark instrument of white poon love annihilation. Cherry is the only one Nick has never had. That ends today. Cherry will be no exception to the rule every woman Ethan beds becomes Nick's slut.
Cherry rushes into Ethan's office, her pullover paisley peasant blouse with the elastic neck, normally designed to reveal shoulders, now pulled down below her breasts, revealing she has no bra on, her puffy nipples fully erect from being played with in the elevator. She is 'cheering him up' for his being selected in the final three for the open management position. She's even flashing him, right in his own office in the middle of the day, letting him feel her up in front of whoever might walk in, just to show him how proud she is of him. Ethan can feel the heat of her passion radiating from her body.
Cherry gets bolder and bolder, it is not in her nature to be excluded or take no for an answer. Yet it seems Ethan doesn't want her to join him at company events anymore. Worried she is losing a step, she pushes harder. She could not possibly understand that his Bully had found him, and joined the firm. Ethan had seen Nick at work, even had meetings at his office where Nick had seen her pictures on his desk. So while Ethan did his best to keep Cherry out of his office, she retaliated with a full court erotic press, even to the point where today, she'd pulled down her peasant blouse to show she was braless, and pulled up her skirt to show her thigh-high hose, and was about to show him whether she was wearing panties or not when his executive assistant announced the people for his lunch meeting were waiting. He skitters away from his drop dead gorgeous wife, leaving her very horny, perplexed, and frustrated. She would make him pay for rejecting her. She would get his attention, one way or another. Good or bad, her Dad had taught her with spankings, at least you were being paid attention to instead of being ignored.
Cherry has to guide Ethan's hands to show him how she wants his hands to fondle her bare breasts, crushing her breasts hard, manhandling her voluptuous curves. He is never dominant enough for her, but he at least repeats what she shows him to do. Her knickers are still dry, since it isn't enough of a fondle to get her motor really running, but they are her best black lace panties. Her knee length suede skirt hides the lacy tops of her dark thigh high hose. Her open toed sandals let her prance at will with just a slight heel. With an inviting look in her eyes Cherry pulls him close to whisper sweetly in his ear "It's baby making time."
But Ethan has 'meetings', and she doesn't want to put any kind of a demerit on him while he is up for his promotion, so she keeps her visit brief. With an inviting look in her emerald eyes, Cherry pulls him close to whisper sweetly in his ear before planting a long deep kiss on his lips that lingers "I guess I'll just have to play with myself until you can break free to join me." she says hotly.
Cherry slides her fingers into her panties to start the fire he should have brought to her loins, as she turns to leave the room. Pausing at the door, shaking her bare massive rack in his face to emphasize how unsatisfying her visit has been, she departs, giving him one last lingering glance, letting him know the fire within her he has yet to quench has only barely been lit.
Nick Lamumba follows Cherry Summers in the hallway outside of her husband Ethan's office towards the elevators with an intensity that could light a small city. Nick uses his cell phone to call the elevator he'd programmed just for this eventuality. Cherry got in, but the door didn't close, and it wouldn't until Nick was inside, so he rushes to make it seem like he'd barely caught the lift. On the eleventh floor, they head down towards Parking 2, as Nick triggers his trap. His little software patch shuts off the power to elevator 4, marking it "Out of Service -- awaiting maintenance" for status, as it came to an abrupt stop between floors 7 and 8.
Thrown about by the sudden stop, Cherry gets thrown into the arms of the luscious, handsome black man in a very expensive suit who'd just barely gotten on the elevator before they started off. They'd not even exchanged greetings. Yet now she is pushing her full rack into his face as she panics and crushes him into her. In the dark, in a broken elevator, one of her deepest, darkest fears, she clutches onto him as if he can keep her terror from swallowing her whole.
Nick hadn't expected her to be this forward, or this scared, but he is happy to use the advantage, "Cherry -- it's going to be OK. The lights will be on in just a few seconds." Nick says soothingly as he caresses her back.
