The boy in the red Ferrari

January 22, 2010 Mamdooh Living, Love, Marriage, Personal Views, Relationships, 6

The corporate struggles and fights turn him on, the wisdom gained daily intrigues him, the power plays make him more powerful, he loved it. He was once a young entry level worker, he worked the crowds, he moved, he was swift and nimble.

Problems were like jigsaw puzzles, each one had a perfect finish. The pieces had to fit, if they didn’t he forged them. The big mystery of business is his key, it keeps him going, light years in information advantages, he grows. They call them senior managers, they deliver results, he leads the way. People that know him like him, people that don’t just envy him, he walks on by. It was a normal sight when he was at work, they all kind of look the same after several years of work. he did stand out to a certain extent, well a bit different.

He had just one thing that everyone that knew him loved, he was himself when he left the corporate walls. He led a pretty normal life, he was around 36 years old.

The day was long and the hours took their toll, he only noticed that it was past 5 at 6pm, he loved what he did, and it loved him back. He packs his bag, closes his pc and heads to the parking. This is the fun part he enjoys, he looks in total admiration at his brand new 3 month old Fiery Red Ferrari parked between a white BMW and a Black Mercedes Benz, picture perfect he smiles. The other two cars are his friends cars, they think he’s crazy.

His lady roars at the start of the engine, he touches the gas it screams in a silent but deadly manner, a kind of yawn a Ferrari does after a short nap or long sleep, but always ready to play and obey her master. He drives away while texting his love. He stands at the traffic light and notices movement in the Range rover next to him, 3 girls are all smiles, he smiles back, checks the incoming message and hits the gas. The girls wonder what went wrong?

He parks his car next to a famous upscale mall, no saudi head gear now, he gets out of the car and enters the mall heading straight for that famous shop that seems to break his bank account every once in a while. He looks around the place, the manager spots him and is all smiles. He smiles back, but notices a beautiful lady wrapped in fine clothing with a strong perfume filling the place. She looks at him top to bottom and looks away, the diamonds in her hand seem to light her pretty make up free face.

He is shown some fine swiss watches and his interest today is in a girlie watch not one for him. He suddenly notices the fine lady looking his way, he turns but nothing, must be his fascination playing games with his ego. He finishes up and is about to leave when the manager calls him and whispers something in his ears. He suddenly moves towards the lady on the plush chair and kneels down and whispers something in her ears, and leaves.

He goes into a few other places and after an hour or so he decides to call it quits and head out. Just around the corner from the mall, he notices the car beside him, an Alpine white BMW with the sweetest thing his eyes had seen today sitting in the back seat with her curtains and window down. His ego and childish attitude take him away from his senior post at the firm and presses hard on the throttle, screaming ear deafening sounds make their way throw those 12 cylinders and wide quad exhausts at the back, you could almost see fire build up.

Why on earth did I do that he thinks? The windows and curtains go back up, and the Bimmer drives off, he lost her interest. He drives close behind to see where she is going, and just then she parks in some fancy new vip ladies beauty salon. He drives by and hovers from far, looks like I did lose her he affirms himself. he heads home, takes his shower, changes into something comfy and has a quick coffee and heads back out. He knows that his road is not this one, but he has this feeling that he might bump into her one more time, why? he does not know?

He corners hard in a crazy speed and is now on the same street he last saw her, the BMW is parked and a big smile hits his face. He watches from a distance and suddenly out of the place comes out a more striking lady with shorter hair style and sharper more playful looks he revs up the engines and makes a quick entry, slowing down as he approaches her door.

“Did I upset you?” he says, “What do you want?” she replies? “ I want to tell you I am married, and happy! so please stop annoying me!” “ I only need an hour and I will never bother you again, I promise”  to his surprise, this married woman is walking towards his car, signaling to her driver to go!

She hands him her bag, enters his ride, and closes the door slowly, just like he likes it. She turns to him and looks at her Frank Muller watch and in a very authoritative voice tells him” You have 59 minutes remaining”. He likes what he sees, and obeys with a quick but playful nod. He speeds away on the back streets of that upscale road, the music of his cars engine and the shocking beauty next to him complete his day.

She lets the wind caress her hair, giving her a more viscous look that only ignites more tingles in our drivers already jumping-in-joy body, he feels 18 again. She likes him and takes out a cigarette, he puts his hand on the lighter and smiles “ Not here”, she ignores him and inhales, he parks the car and opens her door, “I said no smoking in my car please!, get out.” She leaves the car in extreme disbelief, only to find themselves parked at  the fanciest lounge in town, a young boy comes to park the car, they just arrived in style, she smiles in a very seductive way.

They go to a table with an American Express reserved card on top of it. They sit down, order some drinks, he orders two shisha’s and she reminds him of the time, he reaches down and hands her a small bag, she wonders. She opens it up and finds a little red cartier box, in it she finds a cartier ring with 3 solitaire diamonds nicely seated on platinum, she sends him a flying kiss, he blushes.

She gently picks up her Louis Vuitton and opens it and pulls out a rather large wrapped gift, she hands him the box, he quickly boyishly unwraps slowly, then asks permission to tear it apart, she accepts, he opens it to find his favorite new watch on the market, a brand new lately released cartier skeleton wrapped in carbon, speed, practical and fun, just like me he thinks, how thoughtful of her he wonders.

They can’t believe the crazy moments, they just wonder what is going on? As they are putting the things away, the manager comes running and tells them to quickly run, the religious police are outside and are about to enter, they escape fast and jump into their car, unluckily though a police car is situated behind his car, “STOP!” the police scream, they ignore and jump in the car and send so much smoke in the air the policeman barely sees where they went, the chase is on.

Corner bending, tires burning, engines roaring she is in total disbelief and is scared to the point of no return! He looks at her in a cool fashion, “Its going to be OK” she looks ahead, he hits on the gas harder, the sirens and annoying lights in his rear view mirror are increasing, he speeds away.

After 15 minutes of dodging cars and policemen, they drive into a nice neighborhood and he grabs a remote control and hits the button opening his garage, he quickly hides his car and closes the door, as he does he hears the sirens closer, they pass his door, what they see is only an Alpine white BMW parked outside,but no red Ferrari.

He looks at her and smiles “I still have 15 minutes please run up to my bedroom and one more thing, Happy anniversary honey”. She runs upstairs in very seductive flirty manner, looks back gives him that look, the look that kills him and disappears.

A modern day fairy tale.

p.s. they did stay in that room for more than 15 minutes ;P

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