Falling in Love

For some falling in love might be comparable to an emotional warmth that envelopes your every sense and seals the deal with devotion. For others falling in love might be comparable to fiery floods of passion that engulf your soul and burn it with great vigor and ardor. For Renatta Roux, falling in love was more than passion or emotion. For Renatta falling in love was satisfying. Each time she fell in love, she fed a part of her that was starving for what that lover had to offer. She liked to compare her lovers to some of her favorite foods. Last week she fell deeply in love with Mr. Archibald McGee, a forensic accountant with silky tan skin and eyes the color of pine.

She and Archibald had been enjoying each other’s company for about three weeks when she popped the question after they’d been walking around one of her favorite parks, Park Love. In fact, Park Love was one of her favorite places to take her lovers. However, Renatta didn’t take all her lovers to Park Love, only the lovers she was truly in love with. Only the lovers who she craved more from, did she show her special love spot.

“So, Archie, do you want to finally check out my love spot?”

Beginning to blush a bit Archie responded, “Your love… ummm… okay.” Then awkwardly he continued, “Where is it?”

Giggling coyly Renatta responded, “Follow me sweetie. It’s indescribable. She glanced down at Archie’s shoes. “Perfect, you have on the right footwear. The path can get rough and pitted.”

They’d been walking longer than Archie expected, so he stopped to take off his blazer and unbutton the top button of his dress shirt. “Wow Renatta, this love spot must truly be special to you for you to bring me way out here.”

“It is very, very special to me. I find that working up a little sweat gets the heart beating and makes the experience even more intense.” Renatta glanced over her shoulder as she’d been gingerly walking a few steps in front of Archie. Archie felt a tingle below the waist. Renatta was a beautiful woman. Her crimson lips, crimson hair, pale blue eyes and porcelain skin were magic on their own. That magic combined with the magic of her walk, whispery voice and hourglass shape would cause a man to follow her to all ends of the earth. Even possibly, Hell.

Archie gently bit his lip, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to follow Renatta down the long and rough path. The park seemed endless. Park Love wasn’t for the lazy. Archie had been to Central Park in New York City a handful of times in his life, and this was comparable to Central Park in size but not so much in beauty. For a park named Love, the greenery had much to be desired. The grass was like brass and if the trees could talk, I mean scream, they would surely ask to be saved from their scant, lifeless appearance.

Renatta led Archie to a remote area of the park where she appeared to suddenly get hot. Fanning herself, she slipped out of her patent leather ballet shoes. She began fidgeting with the collar of her very form-fitting dress. The dress hugged every inch of her five-foot-seven, curvy frame. Archie, a mere inch taller than her, stood directly in front her with an inquisitive look on his face. Before he could say a word, Renatta said, “Well sweetie. We’ve reached my love spot. What do you think?”

Glancing quickly over his shoulder Archie paused and then answered, “Renatta, that was a long walk! I mean, I thought we were going on a quick walk not far from the main road. This is a stretch.”

Slowly running her tongue over her top lip, Renatta began to circle Archie unhurriedly. She circled him like a beast sizing up its prey. A God-fearing man, aware of Satan’s wiles, Archie was aware that evil can take the appearance of something drop-dead gorgeous. Archie was hoping to not drop dead. He could have sworn he heard an almost inaudible growl. Beautiful women who growl cannot exist in this realm, thought Archie. Becoming aggravated at Archie’s prayer, Renatta said, “For a stocky, supposedly fit guy, your fear frightens me. You love me right.?”

“Love?” Archie was confused. They’d gone out twice in three weeks! What did she mean by ‘love’. He was so dumbfounded he could only repeat, “Love? I enjoy your company, yes but….”

“But you are afraid to go the extra mile. Right?” Renatta reached for Archie’s pants and began to undo the button. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “But I already worked up a sweat, I’m hot, you’re hot, and this is my love spot.” Pressing up against Archie, Renatta grabbed his head and kissed him passionately. Having been a pro at her routine by now, she continued to pull down his pants as she growled and kissed his lips. She continued growling and passionately kissing his lips. With Archie’s pants at his ankles she looked into his eyes and said, “Let’s go the extra mile.”

Speechless, with Renatta’s tongue filling his mouth albeit, Archie could only mumble, “Mmmmhmmm.” Renatta took him by the hand and began leading him even further into the park. “Wait, what are we doing?” Archie couldn’t believe he was following Renatta further into the park. He felt as if he was under some sort of spell. Entranced in a way, Archie looked up to the Heavens and mouthed, “Save me Lord.” As if knowing Archie was sending up celestial SOS notifications, Renatta sweetly said, “I’ve got something that will save and satisfy you, sweetie. Now it’s about to get nasty.”

Archie didn’t return to work the next day for his forensic accounting job. Archie was never heard from again. He had become the next man to satisfy Renatta Roux’s voracious appetite for love. He had vanished into Love’s unpredictable abyss.

Renatta Roux had taken a break from dating for about a month. She focused on work as an art dealer. She was a pro at studying art, and she loved the art of studying people. As a portrait artist herself, she had a keen ability for getting to know people intimately. She couldn’t believe how in love with Archie she was. She remembered every detail of the day she introduced him to her love spot. When she thought about the experience, she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. Now, twirling a lock of her crimson hair between her fingers, she decided it was time to hunt for the satisfaction of falling in love again. She scoured a few free dating sites and couldn’t seem to find anyone who captured her attention. The men seemed to be dull and unidimensional. One of the things Renatta really loved about Archie was his innocence. She could tell by how he spilled his heart on the pages of his dating profile, that he was truly open to falling in love. She found that miserably adorable. If there were more men like Archie in the world, she’d be more satisfied.

Renatta searched and searched and finally, she came upon a dating site for men looking for what some would call ‘sugar babies’. Highly intrigued, Renatta built a profile, wrote her age down as 24 instead of 34, pushed her breasts up in her push-up bra, and took a few selfies. Within moments not only did she have a completed sugar baby profile, but she had at least ten messages from men interested in getting to know her. Rolling her eyes and grinning from ear to ear, Renatta delighted in the attention. ‘Predictable’ she thought. She started to answer the messages. Each message began with ‘Hey sweetie, I can’t believe you noticed me’ or ‘I’ve got what you want’. Then she’d wait for them to compliment her youth or beauty, after which she’d find a way to make light of it while complimenting them on a superficial quality. Then, she’d wait for her prey to fall into her trap.

After two hours of chatting back and forth with several men on the sugar baby dating site, Renatta accepted a date with Pio Pettigrew. Pio was taller than Archie and leaner too. He had an athletic build, and a head full of sable hair that he wore combed back right past his ears. He was a sporty guy who loved designer jogging suits. Renatta was instantly attracted to his apparent energy and athletic capabilities. She decided that she would have to be strategic with him in order to get the most satisfaction from him. She could only hope that a walk through Park Love with Pio would be a walk in the park.

Renatta and Pio decided to meet at a quaint Italian restaurant not far from an art gallery she was visiting. The plan was to have some good food and wine, catch an art exhibit before its closing, and depending on how things went, possibly going for a brief nighttime stroll. She never took a man to Park Love on the first date. She had to get to know him first and make sure he had qualities that would keep her satisfied.

Renatta arrived at the restaurant and chose to be seated at a booth furthest from the windows. Shortly after, Pio arrived. Renatta waved at Pio with a smile as wide as Hell’s gates. Pio briskly walked over to meet her. Renatta stood and embraced Pio so that she got close enough for him to get a good whiff of the hypnotic fragrance she was wearing, but not too close so that her makeup would smudge. Renatta made sure to look as close to 24 as possible. Typically wearing her crimson hair straight and pulled back, she decided to wear it curly tonight. Her crimson curls cascaded down her back and bare shoulders. Her black dress hugged her curves and left ample room up top for her cleavage to be on exhibit. She gave Pio a firm, lingering hug as he kissed her on the cheek. Feeling optimistic about the night, Renatta decided to be open to things going not as planned.

Enjoying conversation as much as dinner, the pair noticed that they didn’t have time to get to the art exhibit before it closed. Renatta, having the strong feeling that Pio could possibly be the love of her life, decided to suggest that they take a short walk around Park Love as it is beautifully lit at night. Pio thought it was an exceptional idea. Renatta offered to drive and Pio did not dispute it. When they got to her car, she swapped her heels for peds, and suggested that Pio drive. Getting into the passenger seat, she enabled the GPS and then positioned her hand on Pio’s thigh. She studied him out the corner of her eye. ‘He’s a cool one’, she thought. Pio simply smiled and continued the conversation where they’d left off at dinner.

When they got to the park Renatta leaped from the car excitedly. “Well, I was hoping you’d allow me to be a gentleman.” Pio was on his way to open the car door for her but Renatta was already walking toward the park’s entrance. She looked up to the sky as if she’d wanted to howl. The moon was already in view. “No big deal. I love this time of the evening. Let’s go sweetie.” Renatta waited for Pio to catch up to her then she reached for his hand as she led him into the park.

The sounds of the night were increasing in volume as the sky turned a deeper blue. Having walked a few feet seeing nothing but wilting trees, rocks and dead grass, Pio was beginning to wonder what all the fuss was about Park Love. “Renatta, I must say you are a very intriguing woman. In my 50 years I’ve never been as intrigued as I am now. There is absolutely nothing to love about Park Love.” Pio began to laugh. His laugh continued longer than Renatta would have liked. She pinched his hand as she stopped in her tracks. She stared at him. With one eyebrow up, she glared a few moments until Pio felt a shiver down his spine. As if she knew the effect her stare had on men, she waited a few more moments and Pio said, “I’m sorry. I’ve never been here and it's just that….that... I’m afraid of the dark.” After a brief pause, he began to laugh again with as much vigor as before. Thinking of what was to come, Renatta decided to not be bothered with Pio’s initial reaction to Park Love. He’d soon be falling in love.

Renatta said, “Let’s pick up the pace I have something to show you.” She seemed to be pulling him along until Pio found himself in a power walk. Fitness being second nature to him, he didn’t think much about why he was power walking in a deserted, undesirable park after dark. Also, following Renatta who was wearing a short, fitted dress, further into the park offered a great view of her physique. Pio found his imagination running away with him as he was briskly walking. Renatta’s perfume still lingered in his nostrils. “We’re almost at my love spot, sweetie,” she said as she glanced over her shoulder. Her long, lean porcelain arms were astonishingly strong. Pio couldn’t let go of her arm and his eyes couldn’t move away from her form in the moonlight.

As she’d done numerous times before, Renatta chose a spot not far from her love spot. She pulled Pio towards her and passionately kissed him. They kissed as Pio began to initiate the fondling by groping her backside. Renatta did not dispute it as she began unbuttoning his pants. Pio’s pants fell to his ankles and as if she’d been taken over by the spirit of a wild beast, she fell to her knees and began to take Pio’s manhood in her mouth. Willingly, Pio ran his hands through her crimson hair as she pleased him. She found ways to look up at him while in the act and had already begun being satisfied by his enjoyment of the experience. She decided to please him a few more minutes before offering him the true experience of falling in love. ‘Pio just might be the one to truly satisfy me’, she thought.

As Pio released, Renatta stood to her feet and whispered, “Are you ready to go the extra mile to see my love spot?’ Wide-eyed and speechless, Pio simply nodded. He pulled up his pants, and like a helpless calf with a noose around his neck, Pio followed behind Renatta for what surely seemed like a mile. Just weeks ago, she’d been at the very same spot with Archie. She paused for a moment remembering Archie. Archie didn’t last very long once he entered her love spot. She quickly devoured him, and he left her hungry for more. She had a feeling things would go differently with Pio.

“We have just a few more steps to go.” Walking a few more steps Renatta said, “Okay sweetie, we’re here. Watch your step.” With there being no visible partition between the ground they were standing on and the ground they stumbled onto, Pio almost fell forward. Renatta braced him with one arm. Astounded he said, “You sure are strong for a 24-year-old artist.” He began a slow giggle, as if he was intoxicated. Renatta’s magical concoction had begun working from the time he walked into the restaurant. She knew it was only a matter of time before he completely succumbed to her wiles.

The ground they stumbled onto was shaky and seemed to be on a slope. Still helping Pio stand erect with one arm, Renatta used the other arm to hold his head against hers as she passionately kissed him again. Then she began to lead him further down the slope. Now slurring his words Pio said, “Wait, wait, wait…. Wha…why is it going down?” Renatta smirked as she continued to walk in silence. They walked on the downward slope and when they were a few feet down the slope Renatta nudged Pio. “Look, sweetie, look ahead.” There was nothing visible but blackness. The blackness was so thick, it was like walking into an ink-filled cave. As Pio’s breathing became more challenging, so did his ability to remain conscious. Fatigue began to set upon him as his senses betrayed him.

Renatta sat him on the sloping ground and snarled as she said, “Don’t fall over. The pit is bottomless.” Renatta began to take off her peds, then she began to take off her dress. Standing before Pio completely naked she said, “Now it’s your turn to satisfy me.” She began to move her hips as if doing a strip tease. Pio, finding it hard to even breathe, could only look on hopelessly. Renatta said, “What I had earlier was very tasty, but it was a tease.” Walking toward Pio, hips swaying dangerously, she continued, “For an old man, you were more delicious than I’d thought you’d be.” Pio summoned all strength to lift his hand and erect his palm as if to say, ‘Stop’. Renatta continued, “And I think you will satisfy me for a long time.”

Renatta flipped over. Head over heels in love with her most fulfilling lover to date, she was now heels over head. Her feet turned toward the sky and her head towards the depths of the pit. Her dainty mouth let out a grotesque growl, deep and damning. Her mouth enlarged first to the size of Pio’s head, then wide enough to eat him in halves, as she moved toward her prey. Within seconds, Pio was gone. Renatta ate him in two bites. As she cleaned her teeth, she lay on the floor of the cave and said, “Now that was satisfying.”

Pio did satisfy Renatta for quite some time. He was older, richer and more worldly. He was very open to falling in love, demonstrating a fearlessness that Renatta found irresistible. Pio fascinated Renatta in a way that even Archie could not. She thought about who her next lover could be. Quickly tiring of dating websites, she decided to set her eyes on men in politics. She would start with Congress and move up the ranks. The pit’s the limit. For Renatta Roux, falling in love was more than an emotion or a feeling. It was more than passion. It was more than money could buy. For Renatta, falling in love was a transcendent satisfaction, worth leading the finest men to Hell’s gates.