Long working days and packed weekends have more or less become my life. I hardly notice the amount of stress I have built up in me. Don’t get me wrong, I can feel it, but just as easily as I can, I easily shove it aside and continue with my zombie routines – life of a banker.
Having Daniel in my life did make things easier. He was everything a woman could want. Well, everything except he was also a banker. And it is because of this our weekends have come to be something I couldn’t do without. Yes. Everything was good – the sex too and even though sometimes we were both too tired, just having him there – a comrade, a willing shoulder to lie on, made life easier. That was what I looked forward to that weekend as I opened up the doors to my apartment.
I walked straight towards the kitchen briefly catching the wall clock in my living room area. 9:24pm… I’m early. I gulped straight from the berry blast pack and just as I shut the door to the fridge, I heard it……..
Suddenly, I feel the need – to pull you close to me
He stood there, by the door. A boyish smile planted on his face and I couldn’t help but smile. Daniel can be so silly sometimes.
But I don’t know, if it’s what you want, baby
The voice of R.Kelly crooned from God knows where and Daniel walked towards me looking more serious
Girl show me some kind of sign
that tells me that you’re, miiiine, all mine, baby
Standing inches away from me now, I wondered what was going on. At that moment it was as if my body rebelled against me and I instantly began to feel all the stress that I had built up in my body – I gently dropped the Berry blast pack on the kitchen counter I was now leaning against.
It’s gettin awfully warm, off in this room
With one swift move, Daniel took off the white t-shirt to reveal his almost perfectly built body. With only dim rays of light straying into the kitchen from the window, he could have passed for Tyson Beckford at that moment.
I’m gettin head up off yo’ sweet perfume
I felt his freshly shaved skin as he gently whiffed the smell of my perfume on the right side of my neck..
and I’m ready, to explore, every part of you
He switched over to the the left side of my neck and then I felt his hands as he traced the shape of my body all the way to the end of my skirt briefly touching the intercession of my thighs with my knee..
Girl I’ll take my clothes off first, then now you
Daniel moved his hands towards my neck and one after the other, I felt my buttons give way…. there goes Victoria’s Secret….
Baby.. tonight we’ll be, naked
He turned me around and leaned me against the kitchen sink as he took off my skirt… He paused as his hand slid down my red lingerie …
Oooooooh, oooooooh, oooooooh, ooooooooh
hmmm… “Red….” He whispered.
I’ll take a stroll through your garden of love
and show you so so much
His (now warm) hands traced my body with his fingers telling a story as they brushed past the freshly cut lawn…
Just take my hand, and believe, in our fu-ture
Gettin you open like matchin doors
He stretched out my left hand – my palm against his as if to distract me as he pulled apart my legs with his other hand…
Sheets and covers on, the floor
He shoved aside some stray dishes I had by my sink and seconds later I felt the cold surface of the aluminum against my butt cheeks…
And if the bell should ring, we won’t answer
I squirmed as I felt his lips against my neck narrating his soliloquy – He chuckled.
Girl I’ll take my clothes off first, and now you
Wanna tell, what I want from you
I gasped, “Take me…please…”
He looked me in my eyes, “Please, who?”
Shaking his head, he repeated the question: “Please, who?”
“Daniel,” I whispered. “Daniel…”
Baby tonight I wanna see you naked……..
Ok, so you’ll notice I’ve introduced a new category – Wet Fridays and lo and behold, the heavens have blessed us with rain here in Lagos today. I’m a big fan of music (I’m sure y’all know now), I’m also a fan of breaking rules (well, going against the norm). When was the last time you tried doing this in your relationship? Share your experience or let us know why you’d never get frisky on your kitchen counter. Cheers.