A Breached Promise

Dec 2023, Luanda, Angola, South West Africa

On Christmas Eve, Vina decided to take charge of her life. She would not suffer the tyranny of her whimsical boyfriend, Raja, any longer. Her decision to skip work that day invited a questioning stare from him in the morning. They lived together and worked in the same office. He was her boss. “I am not feeling well,” she responded to his queried eyebrows. He began to fuss over her and placed his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature. Unfortunately, even that slight touch made her heart race faster. It took a lot of convincing on her part to explain that she hadn’t slept well the previous night and needed rest.

She heaved a sigh of relief when Raja finally left. It did not help that she loved him so madly and couldn’t bear the thought of staying apart for even a moment. That does not give him the right to torture me, she muttered with a determined shake of her head.

Ever since she had moved in with him, life had been idyllic and romantic. Raja, her lover, cared for and pampered her like a princess. He just couldn’t have enough of her; couldn’t keep his hands off her. Vina marveled at the intensity of his libido. She had just turned eighteen. He was thirty. The age difference, instead of proving to be a deterrent, further deepened their love. She derived comfort from his maturity and confidence. He adored her girlish charms.

All that changed six months back. Vina still remembered that fateful day. A reputed firm had advertised an opening for a senior salesgirl. Raja forced her to apply. She was reluctant because it would mean working away from him but gave in to his demand. “You are capable of doing much more,” he cajoled. She did well in the interview but did not get the position. “You do not possess the requisite educational qualifications,” she was told.

That completely changed the relationship between her and Raja. Till the previous day, they were inseparable lovers. Suddenly, he became a teacher, and she, his pupil. He turned out to be a tough taskmaster and subjected her to a grueling schedule. After returning from work, he forced her to study and prepare for her matriculation exams. Endless hours of study were followed by mock tests which he himself supervised and examined. He turned into a ruthless disciplinarian and showed no leniency.

Vina bore all that with stoic determination. But what she found unbearable was that Raja decided that all physical intimacy had to stop until she cleared the exam. She implored and begged him to make love, but he obstinately denied. He refused even to touch or hug her and started sleeping in a separate room. The forced abstinence made her wretched and miserable. It was a part of his Indian upbringing where adult students are advised to refrain from sexual acts before important exams. Though Vina respected his culture, she found the forced abstinence cruel and unnecessary.

Today on Christmas eve, she planned to seduce him. She left instructions for the house-help to complete the Christmas decorations of their villa, prepare food and leave for the day. Next, she visited the beauty parlor where the girls spent a long time plaiting her hair in the style Raja loved. The braids were closely knitted to the scalp and tapered into hair extensions of various lengths. Dainty golden colored hair cuffs completed the ensemble. Raja called a couple of times to check on her health. She assured him that all was fine.

Next, they used mascara and false eyelashes to accentuate the beauty of her large almond-shaped eyes. The facewash made her features radiant. The masseur massaged her with herbal oils to make her ebony skin glow. The red lipstick on her full lips gave her a sultry look. When Vina finally returned home, it was already time for Raja to return.

She had only a few minutes for the final preparation. No sooner had she executed her plan than the doorbell rang.

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Raja pressed the bell a second time, this time impatient with anxiety. A laptop bag slung from his shoulders. He held a bottle of wine. When no one answered, he placed those items on the floor and took out his keys. Filled with foreboding about Vina’s health, he opened the door, expecting the worst.

The sight inside took his breath away. Soft light from four large candles in the corners flooded the room. A Christmas tree stood in the corner. An assortment of streamers and balloons of various colors and shapes dangled from the ceiling. He sensed that Vina had been planning this all along, and she had feigned her illness in the morning to prepare for this surprise. At last, he relaxed and crinkles at the corners of his lips replaced the crease in his brow.

He picked up the things he had laid on the floor, closed the door behind him and placed those items and the laptop bag on the center table. The fragrance of his favorite Kenzo perfume wafted into his nostrils as he reached the door of their bedroom. With a smile, he pushed open the door, folded his arms and leaned on the right side of the doorway. Vina stood before him wrapped in a red robe that covered her body from neck to toe. A white ribbon at her waist kept the garment in place

She batted her eyelashes and smiled bashfully. “Merry Christmas!” she said.

Her new hairstyle held him spellbound. The plaits were tied in a bun that sat atop her head like a crown. She gave him a toothy grin and walked up to him. Instinctively, he reached out to caress her braids and touch the hair cuffs which beguiled him.

“Merry Christmas,” he said and kissed her gently on her forehead. “You look beautiful,” he said, his heart racing fast. Her doe-eyes enticed him. He was tempted to clamp his mouth around her full red lips but restrained himself.

“Don’t you want to see your Christmas present?” she teased.

“Yes,” he said innocently, failing to understand the import of her words.

She took his hand and placed it on the ribbon. “Open it,” she murmured.

He now saw through her ruse but was swept away by her charms. Her sexy voice made his pulse beat faster. The beautician’s perfect application of mascara on Vina’s false eyelashes, made her lovely eyes even more alluring, casting a hypnotic spell on his mind. His vows were forgotten; he could only think of ravishing her. In a trance, he tugged at the ribbon. The garment rustled to Vina’s feet. Underneath, she wore nothing. His eyes feasted upon her glowing ebony skin. The chocolate brown nipples atop her large shapely breasts winked at him. He raised his head to take a nipple in his mouth.

Vina sensed her imminent victory. As Raja mauled her breast and suckled on the nipple, she deftly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. Releasing herself from his hungry mouth, she kneeled before him and pulled down his underpants. His excitement, hard like a rod, sprang up. She buried it inside her throat.

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Spent and happy, they lay naked on the bed, clinging to each other. They were both tipsy as they had finished the bottle of wine Raja had bought.

She mounted him and kissed him deeply. He sucked on her full African lips and savored the fruity wine in her saliva. When she looked into his eyes, he said softly. “You have won.” But he seemed pleased to have lost. His hand roamed freely on the smooth skin of her back, stopping occasionally to squeeze her butt, an act which always delighted her.

“I have another gift for you,” Vina said, locking gazes with him.

“What?” he queried.

She took her phone from the side table, unlocked it and gave it to him. It was a message from her university. She had cleared the test with great grades.

“When did you come to know?” he asked with disbelief.

“Yesterday,” she replied.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?” he exclaimed.

“Because I wanted to see if I still excite you!” she answered with a smile.

Twisting his face into a mask of mock annoyance, Raja turned pinned her on the bed, in a deft move.

“You really want to know?” he asked.

Vina giggled because she felt his hardness on her groin. She parted her thighs, eager for his love.

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