Wednesday, 29 October 2008
So Black stayed. I would have killed him if he had left but although he felt bad about leaving his friends in the lurch I am sure he forgot about it when we were in the bath together. As the the last strains of Joe's Love Scene faded away and the soulful voices of Floetry's Say Yes began my trembling legs were slowly but surely not shaking as much. In between the music somewhere I could hear Black's and my breathing steady but exhausted. His phone had been switched off and we were lying side by side legs intertwined, sheets thrown off the bed and the scent of sex and vanilla candles were heavy in the air. After all that time apart I realised that it was nothing like I remembered because he and I were more grown. We had learnt things, different positions, liked things a certain way and were not afraid to voice them. For example although I like being on top, I love what I and Black like to call the Nando's full chicken...LOL (use your imaginations and those who need further clarification...uh...uh...ah well ...shame).
I was grateful for the air conditioner in my apartment because it was hot inside and it was hot outside. The music provided a great back drop to the flash backs in my head and my body was tingling remembering each kiss along my thighs, each caress on my body and each toe curling, hands digging into the mattress, body twisting, screaming orgasm. I felt sorry for my neighbours after each session but they had put me through their 2 minute wonder shows for years. It had been a long six months and I don't think I had, had enough. I felt Black stir next to me and pull me to him so that I was cradled in his arm. Our legs still intertwined as he placed his other hand on my hip slowly caressing my skin in circles. You know when the sex is good and you have nothing to say. There is no need for deep and meaningful conversation. My advice to guys out there if your woman is still talking after you have finished you ain't done nothing to shut her up. Believe me bloggers I think I might cancel my gym membership or at least stop going to my aerobics classes.
Sunday morning rolled around very quickly and while we ate breakfast I decided I would go with Black to see if Jack's S.O.S was real and if his dumb ass was in jail. I offered to drive because I wanted to go past Jack's house on the way to the police station to see if his car was outside and lo and behold as I drove down Jack's upmarket street his Black BMW was parked safely in the driveway. I stopped the car and looked at Black whose face was all of a sudden unreadable. All he said was " park". Somewhere inside me my heart was jumping for joy. First, great sex and now Jack's lying, conniving, manipulative ass was about to be caught out. I quickly parked the car and followed Black who had practically jogged to the door and was banging on it. When Jack opened the door he looked like he had been asleep and was surprised to see us.
Black: WTF dude? So you were lying?
Jack: Hey man, listen you didn't come anyway so there is no need to get upset. She (he points at me) is top priority I get it.
Black: That's not what its about man. You said you were in trouble and I asked you is this a joke and you were like its serious. How can you test me like that?
Jack: Look man here is my advice if the P***y was good enough to miss out on coming out with your boys I am not hating on you but remember its your boys you will need when she screws you over like she will because the B***h doesn't know what she wants.
You see that's where he overstepped the mark, he does not know me and he thought the only person he had to fear was Black, now Black does not need to defend me. I defend me. So it was not a coincidence that Black kind of took a step back without Jack noticing, allowing me to step forward and slap that idiot across the face with my clutch bag. It took Jack a second to realise that I had clocked him across the face, he looked towards Black as if he was going to intervene. Black shrugged his shoulders as we backed away from the house back to the car. In the car, Black and I cracked up laughing. I was still laughing when Black leaned over and kissed me. A slow, sensual kiss "I love you B and I have missed you. I want this to be official. How about seeing my parents again for dinner next week?". I had almost forgotten about parents, siblings and friends being involved in this relationship.... am I rushing it even more to say yes to being re-introduced to his parents? I was hoping for the sex to be our focus for a few weeks before we had to bring parents into it. I wasn't concerned about Black's parents they were lovely....I was concerned about mine, they were not exactly fans.