We were both avoiding having this conversation about us. I didnt want to discuss any further how he'd been relagated to the 'Platonic' league. I'd wanted him for so long but I had gotten the message and had gotten off him. A part of me had been re-ignited by seeing him so close , smelling him, musky and dark, dancing with him, laughing and being myself around him. As much as I tried to fight it, something was happening to me. There was a throbbing were words can never be spoken and are never spoken. This throbbing got more intense the closer we got to his house. I tried to think of something that would take my mind off this but nothing seemed to help. Trying to fight hormones and intellect is a difficult battle. He gave me the forehead kiss and hugged me tight. I think we kissed, I cant remember or choose not to. What I do remember is him saying to me
“Shona , I’m sorry for being the plonker playing the game I know pride, ego and just being a brotha keeps me from keeping it real. You know I'm feeling you right?But hey, I'll take the friendship card that you're offering”
I smiled, could he be playing the game uptill now or was he just being sincere. I wasn’t falling for that. I had let my guard down, Shona, this Shona had done what she’d never done, laid it on the table for a brotha, had given him hints, hell I’d traded places and had gone all manly on him but he had been acting up, so I’d had enough of it all!
“Thank you, but I guess I’m tired of games. So I guess we can be cool friends”. With that I tried to open the car door but he stopped me. His hand on mine, we did a little thumb wrestling. He leaned closer, close enough for me to smell him, close enough for my heart to start racing, close enough for us to kiss, but we didn’t.
‘Cool, so lets get on with the game then.Scrabble that is!’ We seductively eyed each other, I looked into those ebony eyes, gosh, this man could smile with his eyes, Tyra Banks would be impressed. He definitely had kryptonite, he did the old skool LL Cool J licking of lips, those kissable lips, and he flashed his white teeth. Now, this was wrong, instead of me screaming that its not time to be playing any games even Scrabble, I lost all that logic and stunned myself by saying ‘Be prepared to lose!’ This had been our first date, I knew I had been wrong to actually expect nothing to happen and yes my girls had sung that Monica song to me ‘I wanna get down but not the first night!’, but who were they to preach?Really, I’m not that naïve to think that this ‘Scrabble’ would just be a game of words but here I was at 2.00am claiming to be here to play ‘Scrabble’…maybe that was secret code word for something else! I told myself that I had enough will-power to resist him but I was so wrong!
We got in, I scanned the environment, very tidy but what did I expect? The man already looked tidy, he looked so casually daper, a man who obviously valued his appearance, Ozwald Baoteng shirt (if only he knew that I loved Ozwald’s play with colours?I loved a man who wasn’t afraid to rock OB’s colours), jeans, and the shoes…swexy swagger! He offered me a glass of wine, I opted for tea, yes o tea, please with this weather and also I did say I wanted to be in control here!! Game on, his first word ‘SEXY’, I smiled at the coincidence, Mother Universe don’t you even start! I just did the plain ‘SWAYS’ and then his next one was ‘HORNY’..lol..Ok he was clearly cheating, how could he really be getting such letters?I wanted to play innocent Scrabble, really!!
He laughed, and suggested a break…He put some music on, hmm, why oh why was this temptation? My song of the moment, Beyonce's 'Hello' and like the song this man had me from the moment he'd said 'Hello'!Next thing I know he’d laid me down on his bed, and I felt myself sinking, movement underneath me, a waterbed. Really? Now my curiosity would be satisfied as to what waterbeds felt like. Motion, calm motion, erotic and arousing, I could feel his firmness, roundness, I licked my lips reflexively, my hands went on a discovery journey, why just feel, when I could also touch and look at it. This was it, juicy, dark, well-defined, a vision of true mastery, his maleness could have been used by Van Gogh, it was true art! In the throes of passion, my fingers dug deep into that well-toned muscular back, as he rhythmically moved closer, the bed joined in the motion. I found myself breathing heavily and moaning. Moaning.
Baby I love to see you walk into the roomBy the shining lighting up the place And when you talk everybody stop Because they know you know just what to say and, The way that you protect your friends Baby, I respect you for that And when you roll you take everyone you love along I love that shit Don't fly me away Don't need to buy A diamond key To unlock my heart You shelter my soul You're my fire when I'm cold I want you to know... You had me at hello
Guys...I love you, really I do!and as always Happy Sexing...