Meeting Dr. Feelgood

by Riley Baxter

  “Nope, don’t try to ignore the question, we are waiting for an answer,” Reia said.

  Caressa tired of being quiet chimed in with, “Spit it out already, Kayla.”

  Rachel brought up the rear and grunted. “Listen if she doesn’t want to sop his delicious ass up with a biscuit, I will step in and take him off her hands.”

  Laughter ensued in the group

  “Tuh, that man only has eyes for Kayla,” Caressa stated. “He tried to be polite in his rejection of your offer. Now find your own man and leave Sis’ alone, thirsty ass.”

  Laughing uncontrollably, Rachel replied, “Now Sis, you know that I’m not moving in on Kayla’s territory. I just wanted to get a reaction out of her because she’s trying to convince us that she’s not interested in him.”

  “Wait, Kayla, come to think of it, you never answered Jocelyn’s initial question,” Reia yelled at her.

  But Kayla refused to answer her sisters or their nosey ass inquiries into her feelings. “Come on sisters, let’s head to the excursion waiting area, so we don’t miss our scheduled snorkeling excursion.”

  After leaving Kayla and her friends, Myles wondered why he was wasting the gift of unwind time this vacation was meant for. This thought made him want to find a last-minute adventure. After all, his grandfather intended for him to let his hair down, so why not? He walked over to the taxi area and inquired about the experiences that the island had to offer. After being intrigued by an opportunity to ride an ATV, he headed to the booth to pay the fee and wait for the bus to take him to the ATV base.

  Fifteen minutes later, Myles had strapped on his helmet and waited for the adventure to begin. After a short briefing and information on the places they were going to stop at, the tour guide started his ATV and took off with Myles hot on his trail. He was interested in seeing the sugar cane plantations and the Haitian villages called Bateyes. As the mud flew up on his tires and splattered on his shorts, he had a quick minute of regret with his choice of attire for the day. His camel colored shorts weren’t going to make it through the end of this tour. He would have to shower once he returned to the ship.

  Cruising through the town and observing the native people, Myles was reminded of the luxuries that were often taken for granted. “Wow, gives a new meaning to making the best of every situation,” he softly spoke to no one. As they continue riding along, he noticed that people waved and smiled as they passed.

  In no time, it seemed, they approached the sugar cane plantation and he was anxious to walk through the area. Parking beside the guide, he got off his ATV and walked through the gates, mesmerized by the beautiful scenery in front of him. “Wow, this is pretty cool,” he expressed to the guide.

  An hour later, Myles felt happy to be getting back on the ship. He was muddy, in need of a shower and hungry. The fruit and sample of sugar cane provided on the tour only served to tease his stomach. Waiting for the elevator, he wondered if Kayla enjoyed her excursion, turning to take a quick look behind him, he saw his grandpa walking towards him. “Hey Gramps, what did you do today? I took an unplanned ATV adventure. It was very enlightening and cool.”

  “Yeah, I wondered if you got off the ship and hoped that you would let loose a little bit. Don’t worry about me. We might have come together, but we don’t have to spend every minute together. I was busy with Pearline anyway, she and I hung out at Catalina Island, enjoying a day on the beach. I’m actually heading to my room for a little siesta, that water and sun zapped me.”

  “Alright sounds good, I’m heading to my room to shower and then to grab something to eat,” he told him as they entered the elevator.

  Three hours after they departed, the girls were making their way back to the ship. They all had a great time snorkeling. But feeling the effects of being in the water for a long time was causing them to be exhausted. A nap was in their futures.

  “Ok, so how about we head to Guys Burger for some lunch and then take a nap until later?” Kayla spoke exhaustedly. “I’m tired as hell, but I didn’t expect to see so many things under water. All in favor?”

  Four “I’s” were collectively muttered.

  From the looks at the line, most of the passengers had the same idea of re-boarding the ship now. Guess nobody wanted to become a “pier runner” in the next two hours when the ship was due to leave La Romana.

  Swiping their room keys at re-entry and going through the metal detectors further zapped their energy, as it was a long process. Deep sighs arose from all five women as they approached Guys Burger to find a line wrapped around the deck. A nap was going to be needed even before this.

  “Man, if I didn’t need some food before my nap, I’d skip this foolishness.” Caressa groaned.

  “I totally agree with that for real, this is ridiculous,” Rachel said sounding irritated.

  A long line of waiting later with Burgers, fries, and lemonade in hand the women began searching for a table to accommodate all of them. Looking around the dining room, Kayla’s eyes met a familiar set of blue orbs watching her intently. Myles was staring at her so intensely that her feet moved towards him of their own accord.

  The other four women began snickering behind her, as they knew their sister was slowly losing the battle of wills with the sexy Dr. Feelgood.

  As Kayla approached the table, Myles got up and waited for her to reach him. “Hey Honey Bee, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. I missed your beautiful face today.”

  Feeling the heat coming from his words, all Kayla could do was stare at him.

  Throats clearing behind them broke their connection.

  “Hi ladies,” he greeted her sisters. “Would you like to share a table with me? Looks like there’s room for all of you. And if not, I’d be happy to let Honey Bee sit on my lap.”

  Looking around the table silently counting chairs, Kayla stammered out, “Uh—that w-won’t be necessary Myles, there’s enough chairs for all of us.”

  Reia looking amused whispered, “I think he already knew that but would prefer you on his lap, Sis.”

  Everybody but Kayla and Myles started laughing, amused and enchanted at the battle of cat and mouse between the two.

  Not feeling the need to respond, Kayla sat down with her eyes on her plate and began eating.

  Rachel finally broke the quiet eating, “So, what is with Honey Bee thing?”

  Myles raised his head and locked gazes with Kayla as he grinned.

  Kayla shook her head as her cheeks burned while remembering his explanation. She just couldn’t tell them. It was too much and if she admitted the truth, too personal.

  Rachel huffed after not getting an answer. “Fine, be like that.”

  Her sisters all sniggered.

  Myles watched her like a hawk staring a hole in her as she ate.

  Kayla felt his eyes on her, yet she refused to acknowledge him and give her sisters more to talk about. She quickly ate her food and proceeded to get up to leave. “See you later sisters, I’m going to shower and take a nap. Call my room if you need me.” She walked away so fast, no response could be made.

  Turning to look at the remaining women, Myles asked, “So, how can I get her to stop running from me and lower her guard? I know we had a rocky start and my mouth and attitude caused her to put up a brick wall where I’m concerned, but I would really like to change her mind about me and allow me an opportunity to redeem myself.”

  At first, the women just stared at him and then they huddled together in deep discussion for about five minutes.

  “If we give you some pointers to woo our sister, what are your intentions with her?” This time, it was Reia speaking on behalf of the group. “We don’t know you, and we’re very protective of her as well as each other. With that being said, we want you to know that a brick wall will be the least of your problems if you mess over her. So again, what are your intentions with her?”

  “Ladies, I respect where you’re coming from, and I respect your positions. You have my word that I will treat her with t
he utmost respect. What I am willing to tell you all is that my intentions will be honorable. Outside of that, I’d like to leave the rest between Kayla and me.”

  After another huddled discussion, Caressa as the new spokesperson informed him, “We’re satisfied enough to tell you this… Kayla deserves to be wooed as well as loved in abundance. She has been hurt before, yet she is a hopeless romantic, but you better be ready to handle her level of passion, cause she’s a bit on the freaky side. We say this with nuthin’ but love too.” She chuckled and they all joined her. For “Now, that is all that we will share with you. But we wish you the best of luck and you’d better use a damn bulldozer cause those walls are built like Ford truck, tough.”

  ~Chapter Six~

  Walking to confront the object of his annoyance turned affection, Myles replayed the bold advice given to him by the group of women Kayla called her sisters. The women hadn’t given him much to go on, but one piece of the nugget they provided about Kayla being a romantic, allowed him to ponder how he would begin his pursuit with Ms. Kayla. What she failed to realize was that Myles became nothing but persistent when he made his mind up.

  Standing in front of her door he smiled wickedly.

  Game time Kayla, let’s get ready to rumble.

  Laughing to himself, he knocked on her door.

  After several minutes, a disheveled looking Kayla opened the door without even acknowledging the person on the other side before she walked back toward her bed. “Come on now Sister, whichever one you are, I said I would touch base with you guys after my much-needed nap. I just managed to get into a deep sleep. What gives?”

  “You need to look BEFORE answering the door next time Honey Bee. I could have been anyone, and you have yet to look me full on to know who really was at the door,” Myles said growing agitated with her for not being more careful.

  Kayla paused in her strut back to her bed. “W-what are you doing here Myles?” she stammered.

  “For starters, I felt neglected after you left the table without so much as a nod in my direction. Secondly, I came to make sure that you were ok. You feeling all right? You look beat. Anything I can do for you?”

  Recognizing how loaded his last question was, Kayla chose to answer only one of his questions, “I am beat, and I need to recharge my battery so to speak. That water was more than I expected, and I wasn’t prepared to be this tired afterward.”

  “I’m here for whatever you need,” he said coming up behind her wrapping his hands around her waist.

  Kayla shivered at the contact with him.

  Myles began to massage her shoulders sensing the tension rolling off her subtly.

  Unprepared for the action, Kayla moaned despite herself. “Myles, that feels heavenly.”

  Feeling like this was his in, he asked, “How about you let me give you a full body massage Honey Bee? Lay down on your stomach for me baby, that seems to be your favorite position anyway.”

  Oh, my God, this man is good with his hands. Kayla couldn’t believe she agreed to let him give her a massage. “You have no idea how good that feels right now,” she murmured.

  Without responding, Myles continued massaging the tension from Kayla’s body. If she let him, he would ease more than the pressure in her shoulders.

  Getting into the massage, Kayla began to relax and moaned low in her throat without realizing the action.

  “Baby, if you keep that up, you might find yourself getting more than a hand massage.” With each word spoken, his hands moved along her body causing Kayla to moan louder. And with little protest from her, Myles turned her over. Instead of saying anything else, he slowly lowered his head until he connected with her lips.

  The kiss was anything but slow, Kayla felt her toes curling as it was punishing yet sensual. His lips were saying that for every time she’d walked away from him, this became her punishment and what a consequence it was. As the kiss intensified, so did the heat between them. She started a slow grind which Myles happily welcomed.

  Kayla began working her hands up and down his back as if she needed to feel him more and when she didn’t get the relief she was seeking, she proceeded to take matters into her hands. “Myles, can you do me a favor and help me take off your shirt I need to see and feel you.”

  Complying, Myles let Kayla pull his shirt off.

  Gasping, Kayla took in the sight before her.

  His strong, muscular, hard abs and wide chest caused her to swallow the saliva that built up. In this moment she was willing to do anything he asked.

  He lowered again to kiss her, then stopped, backing away from Kayla. “Before we go any further Honey Bee, I need to get your consent that this is what you want. I don’t want any regrets from you later, nor do I want you dodging me after this. If we continue, I can guarantee that I will be the first and last thought of your day after today.”

  Pausing for a minute, Kayla then blurted breathlessly, “What the hell? Let’s do this thing baby,”

  Damn, she agreed, now it was time to show her the start of being enchanted by a Feelgood. Slowly, Myles lifted Kayla’s shirt from her body. This was the first time he’d seen her in something more than the nightshirt she seemed to prefer, and he resented all the clothes in this incident. But unveiling the treasures hidden would be as magical as this ship. Bending down, he nudged Kayla as he slid her sleep shorts down. Leaving her in just her magenta bra and matching panties, he stepped back to record the image in his mind.

  Kayla feeling a bit insecure started to wrap her arms around herself. “Myles um, what are you doing?”

  “Please don’t cover up, Honey Bee. I’m cataloging every part of your beautiful body to recall later.”

  Her satiny smooth skin, curvy hips that would fit his hands perfectly and those large breasts that he wanted to devour every time he was within their reach. Yeah, he was cataloging her beautiful body.

  “Well, it would help if we were on level playing fields, let me finish undressing you, Mr. Sexy.”

  Helping her stand up, Myles stepped back to let Kayla finish undressing him.

  Taking her time and doing her own minute by minute cataloging, Kayla pulled down the shorts he wore. Laughing, she stopped when she noticed another pair of shorts the same length, “I feel like a kid at Christmas about to unwrap the special edition cabbage patch doll she asked for.” Continuing, she removed the second pair of shorts but lost all words or coherent thoughts when she saw his cock.

  Myles was packing. He shattered that ridiculous white men are smaller than black men myth. His dick had to be about 8 ½ inches with a nice width, and it had a slight curve to it.

  “Have mercy?” Kayla said after staring at it for a couple of minutes.

  Traveling further down, Kayla stared at the muscles popping slightly out of his thighs, and he had calves that had just the right amount of thickness to them.

  Laughing, Myles stepped closer to Kayla. “Well, that’s a first for me in the way of responses. Now let me finish unwrapping my treasure.” Turning her around, so her back was facing his front, he unhooked her bra massaging her breasts as it hit the floor.

  “Mmm,” Kayla purred and leaned back into him.

  Momentarily releasing her breasts, Myles slid his hands down to her waist and hooked his hands in her panties. Before Kayla could register what was happening, he tugged hard shredding her panties. Slowly turning her around to face him, he became the next to go mute once he took in the full extent of her. Her skin glowed under the dim lighting, her chocolate nipples pebbled with the intensity of his glare and damn, the roundness of her ass made his cock leak with precum.

  Easing her back until he could lower her on the bed, Myles latched onto her nipples. Licking and sucking in slow strokes with his tongue, he made love to her breasts rotating between both nipples not wanting to leave out either. But Myles ached to connect with what he would momentarily discover to be his favorite dessert, started kissing his way down her body. Wanting her to never forget this night. His mouth made its way
down toward her thighs, then he slowed down his ministrations. “Honey Bee, I need you to scoot to the edge of the bed with your thighs and legs dangling off. Then bend your knees and put your feet on the ground.”

  Curious to see where this was going, Kayla did as he asked.

  Once she got in position, Myles knelt between her legs, lowered his head and began French kissing her clit.

  Unprepared, Kayla immediately jerked up off the bed.

  Continuing his assault on her pussy, Myles entered her with two fingers as he increased his kiss on her clit.

  “Shit, that feels so good, mmmm, Myles, please don’t stop.”

  “We’re just getting started baby,” he paused long enough to say.

  After long minutes of his tonguing and licking, Kayla cried out as she grasped his head and came.

  Myles then came up for air, giving Kayla a minute to catch her breath. Walking to his shorts, he grabbed a few condoms from his wallet. “I hope you rested long enough Honey Bee cause it’s about to be a long night.” Stalking back to her and sheathing himself as he walked, he contemplated his next move. Deciding he liked Kayla’s current position, he lowered enough to enter her gently.

  Gasping, Kyla urged, “Oooh, Myles please go slow baby. I need to adjust to your size.”

  Kissing her, he smiled. “We got all night and have nothing but time. Remember tomorrow is a sea day, so we can even have all day if need be.”

  His strokes were gentle and calculated at first, giving her the time to adjust like she requested. Unhurried, Myles stroked in and out of her pussy, and it felt like he had died and was resurrected at the same time. “I knew we would be explosive together Honey Bee.”

  All Kayla could do was whimper lightly, feeling his fullness.

  At that moment, Myles decided to change the tempo and switch positions. “Ok, let’s try something else.” Helping her to stand up, he quickly grabbed her to prevent her from falling on her wobbly legs.