Going up the block

I started to walk up the block and admired the large homes. This neighborhood was pretty swanky, no wonder my mother was upset about losing some clients to this bitch. I hope she won't have any more issues in the future. It was getting close to six and the sun was setting. I didn't see anyone out and was starting to think my choice heading this way was a bust. I was going to head back to my car and head somewhere else or just head home when a black Mercedes Benz pulled up to the curb next to me. I stopped and looked over at the car as its window powered down.

Inside the car was African-American woman with caramel skin and dirty blonde wavy hair. "Hey who are you? Do you live here?" She asked.

"No," I simply replied and started to walk again. "What was all that about?" I muttered as I walked away from the Benz. This place was whack I thought.

"Hey, come back here," the woman called out behind me.

I stopped and turned and saw that she had gotten out of the Benz and was walking towards me. She was busty woman with athletic frame and looked to be in her forties. She was dressed in a cropped leather jacket with a ribbed top under and tight fitting trousers. Ankle heeled boots completed her look and added to her already tall height.

"I wasn't finishing talking to you," she said as she got up to me. She placed her hands on her hips and looked me over frowning. "I asked who you were."

"I'm pretty sure I don't have to tell you," I said and was about to walk away before she tugged my arm to stop me.

"I think I'm going to call the cops," She said and pulled her cell phone from out of her jacket pocket.

I stopped time. The woman froze with one hand touching my arm and the other holding up her cell phone at chest level with her now blank brown eyes staring at it.

I removed my arm from her grasp and then snatch her cell phone from her hand and tossed it across the street. I messed with her face, giving her wide-eyed look and a goofy smile. I then jerked her trousers down, uncovering a pair of black panties which soon joined the trousers. Her womanhood was shaven clean and she had bulls eye tattoo on her right butt cheek. I smacked her ass, she wobbled slightly before I slipped her jacket off and then worked her top off revealing her a maroon bra. Her jacket and top were tossed into the street before I unclasped her bra and let it hang off her shoulders, exposing her breasts.

I took a step back and restarted time.