I cooked dinner at my place
he brought the wine… red wine
Friday night… July 31st, 11:30pm
he knocked on the door. I opened it and the first thing that hit me was the smell of his cologne… and oh how it turned me on. I greeted him with a soft smile and a hello. he walked in and gave me a hug. the way his hand landed on my lower back, right above my ass, kind of did something to me. I had to take a step back. he knew what was up.
we ate dinner with the lights dimmed
cajun chicken with white rice and asparagus
…with red wine
Friday night… July 31st, 11:49pm
dinner was full of great conversation and flirtation. we talked about the world and how he wanted me as his girl. we talked about our favorite bands and how I could see him as my man. he fantasized with his eyes while I fantasized with my mind. he could see me with no clothes on and i was imagining him being inside.
dinner was over so dessert was next
strawberries and whip cream
nothing major but nothing minor
Saturday morning… August 1st, 12:35am
we’ve had glasses of wine back to back. we were more than tipsy but less than drunk. we were stuck in between, the perfect place to be for the night. I turned on some music… old school slow jams, because those are my favorite. we sat on the couch at a fair distance. not too close but certainly not too far. I was a little loose and had a little smile on my face… I was feeling good. he was sitting there with a smile on his face as well… occasionally licking his lips… I could tell he wanted a taste. we sat there for a little bit just looking at each other smiling and giggling for whatever reason. we’ve been talking for only three weeks so I didn’t wanna give it up just yet. I had him on the 90 day rule, only he didn’t know that. I was going back and forth in my mind about what I should do… should I give in or fight the feeling? I’m gonna be honest, that wine had me a little hot and bothered and Lord knew I wanted it just as bad as he did. he was the brave one… he gracefully slid closer to me, grabbed my chin and kissed me all within that one second. that was it, I was in. I was done. he had me where he wanted me. I love a man in control and that was him for the night. he stood up and took my hand, guided me to my own damn bedroom as if it was his place and I didn’t have a clue of where to go. i didn’t mind though, in fact, i loved it. one thing led to another… the show began.
i gave in and we did it
on and on until the sun came up
we put each other to sleep
for that day we became nocturnal
Saturday morning… August 1st, 9:10am
the next morning, or shall I say, the next day. I woke up in his arms. I felt beyond good… I felt beyond great… I felt… alive! he did a great job if I do say so myself. it’s like we became one that night. he woke up with the biggest smile on his face… kissed my forehead and told me good morning. I got up brushed my teeth and made him breakfast while he was taking a shower. he came into the kitchen, I had his plate fixed already so he sat right down and started eating. I leaned with my back against the counter with my orange juice in my hand, watching him enjoy his meal. in the middle of him sliding his fork full of eggs in his mouth he stopped and said… “I don’t think I wanna leave.” I laughed and said “well you have to. I have things to do today, but you could always come back.” he looked down at his plate with a half smile on his face and then looked back up with a serious face and said “no… I don’t think I wanna leave you. i mean, i’m not gonna leave you. I can’t be without you. I wanna be with you.” he had me thinking to myslef “damn, was the pussy that good?!” by the look on his face and the seriousness in his voice I could tell he was playing no games. my heart was happy because he said everything I wanted to hear. I sipped some orange juice, walked over and sat on his lap. he looked me in my eyes and said “I’m serious, you’re mine.” I accepted it because something about that night made me feel like I could be with him for the rest of my life…
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