So I pulled her close and we danced

so i tallied up the votes and it seems the R2W story won. Gay guy was a close second so that'll be tomorrows gist.


And while we danced we talked.

You said you made a. Promise to God. I really don't want to make you break that promise.

Ok

But I can I just eat you?

I don't know. If you do and its good then I'll be hooked on you. I don't want to be hooked on you if you're not sure you want to be with me.

Ok. Fair enough.

And we slow danced some more. My hands explored her body. As she faced away from me, eyes closed, basking in the moment. Then my fingers brushed the spot between her thighs.

She was wet, very wet.

She gasped and turned around to face me. She kissed me and pulled me over to the bed. She lay down, and I went down on her.

...

We lay there in the afterglow...

You should come by tomorrow. I'll repay the favor. I'll cook for you even.

She was an amazing cook. I smiled, I'll be here.

I never went back.

That evening I was talking with one of my boys, AJ, and I brought her up because she had had mentioned him, in not so flattering terms.

Oh really? Her? Hahahahahahahaha. Good for you man.

What do you mean?

Her head game is sick man. Definitely get in there.

What?

Wait do you like this girl? Oh, I shouldn't have said anything. Forget I said anything.

No, I want to know what I'm getting into. Have you slept with her? I can handle it if you have, everyone has a past.

Ok, yes. But bruv listen, I should warn you, its not just me. You know CJ? He did too, and a couple of his friends.

Oh.

So yea, I wouldnt say you should wife her. But definitely get in there. She fucks like a rockstar.

She called me a few times that night and I just let it ring through. I wasnt ready to talk to her yet. She kept calling the next day, and I finally picked up.

Why haven't you returned my calls? Are you still coming today?

I don't think so.

What? Why not? I thought we'd made plans.

I know, but I've been thinking. And the truth is I'm not really trying to be in a relationship right now (with you). I don't want to string you along, so I dont really think we should see each other anymore.

*Click* She hung up.

She called back an hour later.

I'm tired of your games. I told you I'd get hooked on you and now you do this. You're an asshole. Lose my number.

*Click*I didnt hear from her again for a while.

A couple of weeks later, her roomate, who happened to be a relative of mine was visiting.

Smf how come you dont visit "us" anymore now?

Blah blah..it's never going to work out between me and her..blah blah.

Hmm ok, she's been talking about u o..anyway, can you drop me at home?

Red flags went up. I didnt really want to go there. Was this a trap?

Err, ok.

We got there and I wasn't going to get out of the car. But she had bags that my mom had given her. I needed to help her bring them in.

When I walked into the house, the tension was palpable, tangible even. She wouldnt look at me. A few of our friends were there and I could feel them squirming in their seats. Anyone who was unaware that there was an issue was quickly made aware. I left as quickly as I could.

As I reached the car door, I heard my name. She had followed me out of the house. She ran up to me, threw her arms around my neck, and kissed me. That evil kiss, that sent chills up my spine and made my knees weak. I kissed her back for a while, then I pulled away.

I'm sorry

I got in the car and drove away.

She kept calling me for awhile and eventually gave up.

6 months later, I hear she's with someone new. I'm happy for her, but happier for myself; because every time I had run into her, she seemed to think we were going to get back together. Thank God and the man who took her off my back, i thought, now we could be friends.

And we are, as friendly as the situation would allow. She's engaged now. He popped the question. And she said yes. She's happy, he's happy and i'm ecstatic for them. But still I couldn't help it when the first thought that popped into my head when I heard the news was

BULLET DODGED!!!

Stay sexy, in, and out of bed

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