I never truly believed in love so I tried double dating so as to prevent ever giving my
heart the opportunity to do so. It was going perfectly well for me cos I decided the pace
of the relationship and there's nothing as lovely as having different ladies use their
credit to call you every single day ( or so I thought). it was fun for me and when they get
all attach and hoping that one day I might popped the question then I look for the
slightest argument and am off and there's no coming back.
It seems all happy happy endings for me never having the inkling that my whole
lahlahland will come crashing down in my face faster than a pack of cards falling under
gravity.
It was on a Friday morning, my cousin brume who I haven't seen for 6yrs came to spend
the holiday with us, I was showing her around when she drew my attention with a loud
woowww like a child who just heard the sound of a thunder I turned swiftly towards the
direction of her sight. When I saw a figure that could only be imagined never seen. My
eyes located a radiating dark complexion lady with a waist not more than 28, hips close
to 42, 5ft7, long dark hair, brown eyes and a Damn killing catwalk. For the first time in
as long as I can remember. B4 I could regain myself my cousin had gone to her to have
a chat her and she somehow stylishly introduced me to her and that was the timing I
was looking for and I grasp it with both hands with sweet gists that she gladly asked us
to walk her she told she just moved into the area and was glad to have us as friends.
Instanter, After the long walk me she gave me her number and showed me her house
telling me she would me glad to have me visit her anytime. I went home feeling as a
ghost gliding on air all thanks to my cous( though am still paying her for it till date).
Flashforward, 2months later we were like the best couple in the area with me been a
poster of change most girls try to advertise to their unrepentant flirtitious boyfriends. All
of a sudden I was embracing love with both hands. For the first time I could say I truly
fell in love and for just those moment I felt loved(or so I thought). Having sex with her
was an undescribeable fun.
On a Saturday afternoon, all kitted up in my man united jersey ready for the barclays
weekend when her call came in. she told me she all alone and she needed company, I
jumped instantly forgetting the club game for my personal away game armed with
different brand of rain coat. I got to her house in 3mins which is my personal record of
my walk to her house.
before I cud count 1-10 backwards it started raining inside her apartment so I bought
out a variety of my raincoat instantly like a soldier in a bring back our girls mission
after 2rounds of the race in her peak she said " it's the best sex ever,BB" I was
dumbfounded cos I am BJ and my bestfriend is BB.I just got dressed and walked out.
Pls, I need your advice cos am going out of my mind ryt now. she gave 23miss calls this
morning. What do I do cos I can't stand her presence now.
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