Onyx black hair and red full lips

She was stunning, first thing I noticed was that black almost onyx black hair, in direct contrast with her pale white skin. Her face was sharp with full red lips, emphasised by a deep red lipstick. Her grey almost silver eyes were adorned with long black lashes, though one eye hidden a bit behind a lock of her hair. Her slim body was encased by a long sleeved white blouse and a long light brown pencil skirt, with a pair of pale legs coming out of it to end in a pair of black heels. I was dumbstruck, almost missed that she introduced herself as Lydia, and that she will be showing me an apartment I might like.

I tried not to stare, I really did, but I couldn't avert my eyes off of her. When we were in the lift, I just stared at her ass, that shapely thing was like a magnet for my eyes, and that minx was well aware of that. "And how do you like my butt?" she asked, "Sorry, what?" I quickly answered, not sure if I heard right. "How was your old flat like?" she asked, did I imagine her asking me about her bum? "It was nice, had a pretty nice view of the park on one side and the river on the other side. The same river most of my things are at the bottom of." I answered. "How come?" she asked, her voice was a bit sultry but part rasp, her drown out words and look as she turned to ask added to the overall suggestiveness of the situation. I told her of the events that brought me to seek a new apartment, the events that inevitably lead me to her, her only response as she caressed my cheek, was "Poor thing. Don't worry, I will take care of you". My heart was racing.

As we walked inside the apartment I almost couldn't believe how beautiful it was, wooden floors, brick walls, brass decorations with some greenery speckled here and there. A view towards the green outskirts of the city and the lake. It was mostly one big room, with the living room connected with the white marble kitchen and the entrance. There were two doors leading elsewhere and an expansive balcony which was my first destination in this apartment. "Layla, can you come in here?" I heard Lydia call from behind one of the doors, as I entered the living room back. Yes, this will be a good place to mention that my name is Layla. It would also be better if I describe myself a bit to ease the reading. My hair colour is quite similar to that of the pale goddess in the other room, though I'm not as pale as her. I would described my skin colour as mocha or tan, eyes of hazel and lips of brown. I don't have the biggest breasts around, but I like them, they're perky and round enough, but my pride was my own ass. As much as I admire the ass on that angel, mine is a bit bigger and rounder, gets enough looks by its own. My family was Lebanese, we moved here during the civil war. Us being Christians, quite wealthy and my father's anglophilism made the transition quick and our assimilation into society easy.

"How do you like the view?" I heard Lydia asking as I was nearing the door, "Oh it's beautiful, I can't believe you can have this view at such a low price, I think I" I stopped. Lydia was on a queen sized bed, her heels on the floor, her feet on the bed, her blouse open with a hint of black lace bra peeking from it. "Come, sit here for a second" she pointed next to her on the bed. I was caught off guard, just staring at her eyes and then to the spot next to her and back again. "Sit" she ordered, and I complied, I didn't know what I was doing or why, just knew I will do as she orders, I sat down next to her. "So again, how do you like the view?" she asked, her eyes fixed onto mine. "I... It's the most beautiful view I've ever seen" I answered, I hoped it was the right answer. Her lips touching mine signaled I might've answered correctly.